Chapter 32 A call for help from Fromm

When Ron followed Karad into the construction site, he saw that the entire trading post was already taking shape.

Outside is a wooden wall used as a fortification, with sharpened wooden stakes inserted into the top of the wall. At the same time, these walls also surrounded the outline of the entire trading post, enclosing a large open space in the middle.

Facing the courtyard gate and with the mountain at its back, the goblins built a single-story flat-roofed building with wood and stone as a hall and temporary lounge. They even opened up part of the mountain to expand the indoor space. space.

"This place was originally planned to be built with two floors," Kalad scratched his face in embarrassment, "But you know, the only people here who know the most about architecture are goblins. The building collapsed, and in the end we had to temporarily Abandoned this plan."

"However, three entire floors have been carved out of the interior of the mountain. In addition to the two floors above ground, there is also an underground floor, which is now used as a storage room."

Kalad said and pointed to a row of straw huts built on the left: "A stable was built here according to what the priest woman said - but we don't have horses now, so it might be more appropriate to call it a wolf stable."

"Priest woman?" Ron reacted and realized that the other party was referring to Victoria. "You all made it based on her opinions?"

"Yes," Kalad nodded, "She is very popular among the goblins now. She saved a hunter when they attacked the lizard man's lair that day. This matter spread quickly, and she now has a high reputation among the goblins. "

The hobgoblin said a little embarrassedly: "About her, I have a proposal - can she join my army? I am short of a marching priest now, you know."

Your army lacks everything except goblins, Ron complained silently.

"You have to tell her about this, if she is willing..."

Ron knew without looking at the way Kalad shook his head and sighed that it was impossible for someone like Victoria to give up her responsibilities and turn to someone else, let alone stay with a group of goblins.

"Let's not mention this for now. Go this way. This is what I said."

Kalad led Ron through the stables. On the mountain behind, Ron noticed that there was another small hole as high as a person, and it was thoughtfully covered with a curtain made of lizard skin.

"They think you are a priest, so they insist on building a separate room for you. But let me tell you, a mage should indeed have his own workshop."

"Thank you for your kindness," Ron smiled, opened the curtain and went in. There were almost no furnishings at all, but it was filled with all kinds of medicinal materials, some of which were dried, while others were still fresh and had roots. There was even dirt on it.

The most abundant ones here are the caveweed and gray shadow leaves that Ron once used to stabilize his injuries.

"Remember the competition you once told them about?" Kalad saw Ron's confusion and couldn't help laughing. "Now it has become the goblins to compete with each other to see who can chew more and who can tolerate the bitter taste better. daily, so these two herbs are harvested much more frequently.”

"The current champion is still Drivedo. Counting his previous two times, his record has been refreshed to seven times!"

Karad had no problem with this. On the contrary, he was very happy to see his "soldiers" in a competitive relationship.

It doesn't matter to him whether it's benign or malignant, but competition that doesn't cause casualties but can heal them is certainly better.

"As long as you are happy..." Ron didn't know what to say, but these goblins actually took what he said seriously!

Especially this guy Dreyfudeau...well, he is probably driven by his competitiveness to get the ducks on the shelves.

"Is there any other news recently? For example, the sighting of Mindatis?"

"Hunters haven't found him yet," Kalad thought for a while, "That elf is very cunning. After we left the lizard man's lair that day, the hunters searched for nearby traces and chased him. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a trap, and we almost let him go. Three hunters were buried alive under the mire."

"As for other news..."

Just as Karad was about to think about it again, a goblin rushed in and shouted at Karad.

This goblin is a child who is underage and does not speak Common Language. He is just reporting the situation to Karad in goblin language, and the latter's expression becomes strange.

"What happened?"

"In the direction of Frome Town." Kalad looked at Ron in confusion. "Xiao Liu said that a woman about the same height as us ran over there, but her body was too weak and she fainted. By the roadside.”

"If we collectors hadn't discovered her in time, she would have become a snack for a wild boar."

"About the same height?" Ron's heart skipped a beat. Could it be one of the two halflings he knew?

However, if they don't stay well in the town, what are they doing here? The trading post has not yet been built. Didn't Lavinia say she would wait until there was news?

"Take me and have a look!" Ron's words were relayed to the little goblin by Kalad, who immediately trotted out. Ron quickly walked to keep up with the other person's pace.

In the tent outside the construction site, Ron saw the halfling priest who had just woken up. Her face was pale and she was holding the water handed over by Victoria and drinking it in small sips.

"Boonie?"

Ron looked at her in disbelief: "Why are you here? Where is Lavinia?"

Even if it was really one of the two halflings, Ron felt that it was most likely Lavinia, but he didn't expect it to be her.

It would have been better if Ron didn't mention Lavinia. At this moment, the tears in Boone's eyes burst like a dam, and she couldn't stop them anymore.

"Lavinia, Lavinia went out of town to collect herbs, and then she was captured!"

"What?!" Ron was shocked, "Can you tell me in detail? Who captured her? Why did they capture her?"

"Since you left," Boone cried, "After a battle in the city, the guards could not be replenished for a while. I don't know where those desperadoes in the west heard the news from. They have been gathering outside the town these days and even organized two tentative attacks, but they were all stopped by the guards."

"But Lavinia must go out of town to collect herbs to maintain her life. I advised her not to go out, but she didn't listen. Now, she was captured as soon as she left the town."

"I tried to find Mayor Victor, but the answer I got was that the garrison was too weak to send troops, and I was just a priest. Finally, I had no choice, so I thought of you... Please, save Lavinia!"