After leaving the cemetery, Han Shuo returned along his original path, but the sky had completely cleared halfway back. When he returned to the original campsite by the route he remembered, he found that the necromancy students had long since moved on.
Just as Han Shuo was about to curse loudly, he suddenly took in the appearance of his surroundings. He noticed that the ashes in the area of the campfire did not look like they were from last night, but rather like they had been there for a few days.
Han Shuo's tent area had been filled with many resources, but now nothing was left. Only a few rocks were piled up in a triangular formation.
His interest piqued, Han Shuo quickly walked over to the tent area. He took out his dagger and carefully flicked through the centre of the stones, pulling out a piece of yellow paper after a while.
"Bryan, on the second day of your departure, we found traces of the two man-eating monsters nearby. We were afraid that the man-eating monsters would take revenge, so we decided not to wait for you. When you see this note, return to the Academy by the original route. Perhaps we can meet halfway. I hope you are safe and well, Fanny.
Fanny had left the note. Han Shuo shook his head after reading it and said silently, "Oh no! After reading the note, Han Shuo understood that a lot of time must have passed unknowingly while he was practising magic, and not just one day.
It seems that the two man-eating monsters had appeared and caused Fanny and the others to panic. On top of that, they were already deep in the southern area of the Dark Forest, and without Clark's protection, they had no choice but to resign themselves to returning on their original path.
At the moment, Han Shuo's slave status was still unresolved, and the woman he wanted was still in the Babylon Academy of magic and strength, along with some tomes of necromancy magic he still wanted to learn. He would not be able to leave the academy in the near future.
With the six magic staffs, Han Shuo could come and go from the graveyard of death as he pleased. He could certainly use the transport matrix to make the Cemetery his personal territory upon his return to the Academy. The entire southern part of the Dark Forest would be his training grounds in the future. Whether it was magic yuan or spell training, half the amount would lead to twice the effectiveness in a place like this.
After thinking for a while, Han Shuo followed the instructions left on Fanny's note and followed the original road, moving quickly towards the outskirts of the Dark Forest.
Despite travelling for a day without rest, Han Shuo didn't feel tired at all. As he moved through the winding and bumpy paths of the Dark Forest, Han Shuo's speed was lightning fast, like a magical creature hunting its prey.
He approached an area of randomly scattered rocks and bushes. This was an area where they had camped before. The sounds of metallic clashes reached him from afar.
Han Shuo was startled and thought, 'Could it be that Fanny and the others are being attacked by the man-eating monsters? As he thought this, his speed increased and he suddenly flew towards the area of rocks and bushes.
Along the way, many forest trolls with glistening green skin, towering bodies, grimacing faces, and wielding knives or spiked clubs repeatedly attacked Han Shuo. He easily dodged all of them.
Forest trolls were a race within the Dark Forest that were mortal enemies of the elves. The elves treated them as marauders of the forest and attacked them constantly.
Within the Dark Forest, the forest trolls were even more terrifying raiders than the man-eating monsters. Not only did they adhere to a strict code of conduct, but they also divided themselves into warriors, hunters, and even priests who could use simple magic.
It was said that the forest trolls had evolved from plants and trees. They possessed a high intelligence, similar to that of humans, and enjoyed some unique advantages within the Dark Forest. They used these advantages to plunder the resources of other races, including the cargo of some travelling merchants. They were notorious bandits and robbers like the man-eating monsters.
Han Shuo listened carefully to the sounds of battle and quickly darted in the direction they came from. Along the way, some of the forest troll hunters threw out long spears that flew towards Han Shuo's spine with a whooshing sound. Han Shuo's five senses were extremely sensitive as he ran. As his ears twitched, he changed the direction of his body a few times, easily dodging the long spears that had been thrown.
Several forest troll warriors wielding large, sharp axes shouted loudly as they rushed towards Han Shuo, but before they could reach him, Han Shuo had already manoeuvred past them and continued towards the centre of the action.
After about ten seconds of extremely fast sprinting, Han Shuo had finally made it to the centre of the battle. He saw about ten people wielding long swords, defending themselves against the attacks of the forest trolls. Their clothing clearly identified them as part of a mercenary group. They all looked as if they had suffered some sort of injury.
They were surrounded by a dozen or so forest trolls. Troll warriors led the melee at the front, while about ten troll hunters kept throwing long spears. The last five troll priests cast simple healing spells and Fire of the Soul to increase the durability of their bodies, healing the warriors' and hunters' injuries and increasing their vitality.
Judging by this scene, the battle had been going on for some time. The fighting power of the group of about ten humans was also exceptional, It was a pity, however, that the forest trolls had strength in numbers, and they had rocket fighters in the form of the troll hunters, as well as the healing troll priests. The combination of these three was a match for a mercenary band of only warriors. Add to that the forest trolls' advantage in strength, and it was clear that they had the upper hand.
Behind the mercenaries was a short, stocky fat man with a face full of blubber. His yellow bean-like eyes moved quickly as he cursed loudly. He seemed to be looking for a way out.
So it wasn't Fanny and them... it looks like this has nothing to do with me. Han Shuo thought as he immediately put the events of this tableau out of his mind. He had no thoughts of joining the fight and helping, and was intent on simply avoiding these people and continuing on his way to leave the Dark Forest.
But even though Han Shuo had no intention of helping, these forest trolls didn't seem to want to let him go. A couple of particularly strong and fierce troll warriors, who were out in front, had already raised their large battleaxes and were charging towards Han Shuo. A few sharp flying spears also accompanied them.
"Sorry, I'm just passing by and will leave immediately. Continue robbing them. This has nothing to do with me!"
Han Shuo didn't want any new complications to arise, so when he saw the troll warriors rushing towards him, he shouted loudly and tried to get away from them.
"Humans are the most cunning and evil of all races. Kill him." Standing beside the troll priests outside, the forest troll leader of this operation suddenly shouted in the common language of the continent.
The troll warriors had paused when they heard Han Shuo's words, but lost their hesitation when they heard their leader's words and rushed over with their axes raised.
Damn it! They were looking for death! Han Shuo was also a little taken aback. He had just dodged the throws of the long spears when the tall, bulky troll warriors rushed over with their battleaxes. Obviously, they wanted to take care of him as well as the others.
Wrapping his hand around a long spear beside him, Han Shuo pulled himself up and grabbed the spear in his hand. He didn't wait for the forest troll warriors to get closer before he leapt up. The spear in his hand was so fast that it was like a bolt of lightning cutting through the air. The spear first pierced the chest of one of the troll warriors and then took out the warrior who was close behind.
The two troll warriors only had time to utter two horrible screams before dying instantly as the spear impaled them. Han Shuo randomly grabbed one of the battle axes that one of them had been wielding and shouted loudly, "Can't blame you for seeking your own death.
After the business with the man-eating monsters last time, Han Shuo was no longer timid, nor did he waste time hesitating when it came to killing someone. He also felt vaguely excited.
Han Shuo knew that mercy or pleading would be completely useless against these bandits and robbers. Only cold and cruel methods would be able to shock and awe them. The more timid and cowardly you were, the more they would act without hesitation. Therefore, Han Shuo had acted extremely cruelly just now, directly using violent killing to confront them.
In fact, after Han Shuo had demonstrated his brutal methods, panicked expressions appeared on the glistening green skin of the other four forest trolls who had followed their brothers' attack. They retreated several steps backwards in cowardice. Even the leader of the forest trolls looked at him in horror, a worried expression on his face.
"Brave warrior, please save me!"
At this moment, the short fat man who had been pushed to the back by the mercenaries for protection suddenly cried out in excitement. He looked at Han Shuo with a fervent expression, as if Han Shuo was his saviour.
"Not interested!" Han Shuo replied firmly. He picked up the battleaxe with a cold snort and prepared to leave.
The short fat man immediately lost his composure and shouted wildly when he saw Han Shuo about to leave. "Brave warrior, I am willing to pay you a rich reward if you rescue me. I promise you'll be satisfied!"
Han Shuo had already taken a few steps forward when he heard these words. He suddenly stopped, turned around with a faint smile, and looked at the fat man. He said, "Noble sir, how much reward are you willing to give?"
The fat man was stunned for a moment, then hesitated. He gritted his teeth, stamped his foot and shouted loudly. "Fifty gold!"
"Sorry, please find someone else!" Han Shou thought that if it had been earlier, he would probably have been tempted by the fifty gold pieces. Now that he had entered the Dark Forest and discovered that his skills were absolutely enough to catch the Windblade Wolves on his own, he didn't feel that fifty gold was enough to take the risk.
Fatty grew anxious when he saw that Han Shuo was about to leave. He shouted again. "Seventy at the most!"
Han Shuo continued walking forward without looking back.
"80. 100! 120, 150! 200! 200!!"
The moving figure stopped abruptly, Han Shuo suddenly turned around and hurried back. He said, "Alright, 200 it is. I'll eat the loss and count it as making a friend."
"Oh my word. Two hundred gold pieces! You're robbing me as much as they are. Two hundred gold is enough to buy more than ten slaves. Damn it, get me out of here!" Fatty shouted with a look of pain on his face.
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