Even though he had been slapped in the face by the System, Edward still happily accepted the quest.
After all, after a few days of trial and error, he had familiarized himself with the existence of the System. He also understood that completing quests gave him more EXP and rewards than simply hunting monsters.
However, the quests he had received previously were [Daily Quest: Hunt 10 Rodents], [Weekly Quest: Collect 30 Wild Boar Tusks], and so on. This was the first time he had encountered a side quest.
After confirming the quest details, they immediately sneaked in the direction of the sounds of battle.
Soon, they reached the edge of the battlefield and hid in a cluster of lush bushes to spy on the situation.
The battle was taking place in a rather wide clearing in the forest. In the middle of the clearing were a few carriages, and Edward immediately recognized them as the traveling merchants' wagons. In the past, there would occasionally be traveling merchants passing through Kennington Village, and every time that happened, the entire village would be as lively as if it was a festival. Unfortunately, Kennington Village was too poor, and the villagers did not have much savings. Traveling merchants could not earn much money in the village, and as time went by, they rarely appeared.
The outside of the wagons was densely packed with goblins over a meter tall. Even though they did not have any decent weapons or armor, there were more than a hundred of them.
The Camel Beasts in the wagons were already dead, and the sword-wielding mercenaries had piled the carcasses around the wagons, using them as a makeshift fortification.
There were about eleven or twelve mercenaries and traveling merchants. Although they had sharp weapons and excellent leather armor, they could not stand against so many ants. In the simple defensive circle built by the bodies of the camel beasts, there were already two wounded people who had lost their ability to fight. It seemed that it was only a matter of time before they fell.
"What do we do? Should we do it? "Joe asked Edward softly, gulping.
"…" Edward bit his nails, looking a little hesitant.
Even Gou Dan and Jessica looked a little hesitant.
This was the first time they had faced such a dangerous situation, and what worried them even more was that there were just too many goblins. Even if they all went up to help, they might still be killed by the goblins!
Even though they had already become 'players', and Xi Wei had mentioned to them that as long as they had enough EXP, they could revive even if they died. Even so, they had not completely changed their minds. Even though they had suffered many injuries since they set out from Kennington Village, not a single one of them had 'died' yet.
On the other hand, Eleena didn't seem to mind at all. As a Saintess, her faith was much firmer than the other four.
"If you guys aren't going to make a move, let me attract the goblins' attention." The girl was eager to try. "I think I can take on ten of them!"
"But there are definitely more than a hundred of them," Eggface retorted softly.
"Little ancestor, you are the only one among us who knows the Resurrection Spell. If you die in battle, according to what that lord said, we will have to wait for three days before we can be resurrected!" Edward hurriedly stopped him.
"And you'll lose 20% more EXP," Jessica added.
"Sigh, but I'm always hiding in the back. I'm so bored …"
Eileen grumbled unhappily.
Edward gave Joe, the warrior, a look that said, 'You help talk to her too'.
Joe immediately showed a look of understanding.
Then, he shouted "Wryyyyy!" and rushed out of the bushes towards the Goblins.
Everyone on the battlefield, including the Goblins and mercenaries, turned to look at them.
"That idiot!"
Edward couldn't be bothered to talk to Eleena any longer, and quickly caught up with his staff, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Eggface was even faster, and had already shot down a goblin that was about to ambush Joe. Jessica, on the other hand, cast a Strength Buff on Joe.
"We're from the Silver Chime merchant guild, thank you for your support!" A middle-aged man dressed like a merchant among the mercenaries shouted in delight.
But after waiting for a while, he asked curiously, "Where's the backup? Where's your lord? "
"There's no backup." Edward threw a Frost Bomb to freeze two goblins, and replied. "It's just the five of us."
As a result, the middle-aged man's overjoyed expression suddenly turned into a mournful one.
The five immature brats were like trying to put out a burning cart of firewood with a cup of water in a situation where they were being attacked by the Goblin tribe. Even if they were thrown in, they wouldn't be able to create a bubble.
But not long after, his expression changed again — those five strange little brats were unexpectedly powerful.
Although the burly Imp was weak in his forehand and backhand, and his footsteps were unsteady and his reactions were slow, he still managed to send a Goblin flying into the air with every swing of his sword. It didn't matter if the Goblin was charging or swinging a wooden stick, it didn't make any difference. They would all be sent flying!
The strange thing was, if it was any other swordsman, they would have directly stabbed the goblins that had nowhere to escape to and directly ended their lives. However, he was different … After using his sword to send the goblins flying, his next step was to grab them and throw them to the ground ….
Even though it was powerful, something felt off.
As for the mage brat who seemed to be the leader, it was even more impressive. The middle-aged man had seen those old mages in the big cities before, and had the honor of watching them cast spells up close. But those old mages had to chant incantations or prepare casting materials before casting spells, and even the more powerful ones had to make gestures before casting.
Although the Mage Imp only had two spells, Ice Ball and Fireball, he didn't need any preparation and could directly cast magic.
Ordinary mage: "Water spirits of the atmosphere, heed my call. Assemble, transform, and take form. In the name of ice, freeze the enemy's blood and bones, and bring the chill of death to the earth …"
Imp Mage: "Frost Bomb."
That was pretty much the feeling.