The elf was already in despair. He sat on the ground and stared fixedly at the animal trap that was tightly clamping his foot without moving.
Logically speaking, he should have had the strength to pry open the animal trap, but he didn't even try.
After a messy battle and the humiliation of being caught by the animal trap, his mind short-circuited.
It was currently summer. Even though Duskwood was cooler than other places, the ice wouldn't last long on the scorching skin of the dwarf.
Soon, Gerred broke free from the magic. He shouldered his sword, pulled out the short knife stuck in the ground, picked up his small shield and tied it to his arm. Then he swaggered up to the elf.
The elf looked up dully at the dwarf and said, "Cut off my head and use it as a decoration on your ridiculous earthen fireplace. Maybe this can earn you some prestige in the dwarf caves in Loch Modan."
"I am a Wildhammer dwarf, pretty boy." Gerred couldn't help laughing twice when he saw his appearance and began to cut the grass. As he cut, he muttered, "However, your description of the Bronzebeards pleases me. It's worthy of praise."
"Whatever. Bronzebeards, Wildhammers. Who cares? Probably only you guys calculate so clearly, right?" After the elf finished yelling, he lowered his head and said quietly, "It really hurts."
"Give me your sword." Gerred said while holding a bundle of Kingsblood grass that he had cut.
"It's already in your hand."
"The other one."
The elf helplessly handed over his long sword. The dwarf took it in his hand and weighed it, saying, "It can sell for a dozen silver coins."
Jess picked up the elf's travel bag that had been thrown on the ground not far away. After opening it, he was somewhat surprised.
Although there wasn't a large quantity of herbs in it, they were all quite valuable. Some Kingsblood grass, Briarthorn, a little Graveyard Moss in a small bag, and there was even a completely unknown vine-like herb. It might be Earthroot. Jess wasn't sure. He had to compare it with his scroll.
There were also four glass bottles filled with potions of different colors. After he took them out, he originally wanted to open them and smell them. However, thinking that with his alchemy knowledge, he probably wouldn't be able to smell anything. So he simply didn't open the bottles. Otherwise, there might be problems like evaporation.
There was also a small cloth bag in the travel bag, which contained some biscuits and cheese. Jess couldn't help breaking off a piece of biscuit and tasting it. It was slightly salty and had a strong spice flavor. After eating it, he felt refreshed and his depleted strength was restored a lot.
The cheese was raspberry-flavored. Since he had crossed over, he had never eaten anything so close to ice cream flavor.
Is this the snack made by the elves? He was immediately captured by it.
He didn't eat it all at once. He picked up the bag and walked over to Gerred, saying, "It can probably sell for a lot of money. We might be able to get forty or fifty silver coins for this trip."
Gerred shook the two swords in his hand and said, "These two swords can also sell for some money."
"Are you guys robbers? Humans have retaken Stormwind City. You can go to the north and find a proper job." The elf said with a sideways glance.
"This isn't robbery. This is self-defense. Don't forget that you started it." Jess said, "Taking your things is also to compensate for our injuries. Taking your weapons is to prevent you from chasing us."
After saying that, he glanced at the bow on the elf's back and said, "Gerred, should we take that too?"
"I actually forgot." Gerred said, "But if we take this, how will he deal with wild wolves?"
"Leave him two arrows." Jess said, "The elf's arrows are so sturdy. They should be able to be used as daggers for the time being."
Gerred chuckled twice and took off the bow from the elf.
The elf stared at the dwarf without saying a word, just silently enduring.
Jess continued to rummage through the bag. Suddenly, he found a box wrapped in a beautiful small brocade bag.
After he took out the box, the elf involuntarily blinked his eyes, seemingly trying hard to restrain himself from looking.
When he opened the box, there was a necklace inside. On the necklace was a beautiful gem that was hard to tell whether it was golden or green.
"What's this?" he asked the elf.
"Cat's eye stone." The elf said, "It can be seen that you two are not wealthy. You are willing to risk your lives to earn some money. Take it and go."
Jess asked again, "Is this necklace yours or did you steal it?"
"Why would I steal someone else's necklace?" The elf said, "Do you think I look like I'm short of money?"
Gerred glanced at Jess and said, "This guy is really asking for a beating."
"This thing is a amulet given to me by a lady." The elf said, "Take it. Leave me alive. This amulet will have served its purpose, and I won't have let down her kindness."
Hearing this sentence, Jess immediately lost all interest in taking it.
"This..." He hesitated for a moment.
"Leave it to him." Gerred clicked his tongue and said, "Let him have something to think about in this darkness. So he won't be so pitiful and alone when he dies."
Jess threw the necklace at the elf's feet and said, "We'll take the box. You keep the necklace."
The elf picked up the necklace and held it in his hand. After a pause, he looked at Jess and asked, "Human, are you a warlock, right?"
"Uh?" Jess asked, "Why do you say that?"
The elf said, "You were planning to cast a spell to attack me just now. You look like a warlock. Don't worry. We don't have such a strong aversion to shadow practitioners. I just want to tell you that yesterday I found a hiding orc warlock in a deserted human farm in the south. After killing him, I didn't touch his things. That farm has a very high mill. The windmill only has one blade left. It can be seen from a long distance. It's very special. If you have time, you can go there and see if there's anything you need. This necklace is very important to me. This information is my gratitude for you leaving it."
"It's probably around 3 o'clock in the afternoon. If you start moving now and move quickly, you can probably return to Raven Hill before nightfall after reaching the farm. If you came here from Raven Hill."
Gerred whispered, "That warlock might have herbs like Graveyard Moss and Kingsblood grass. These are all related to shadow magic. It's worth checking out."
Jess nodded. His mind was already full of things like the Book of Demons and dark magic. If that warlock had some spell treasures, wouldn't he make a leap forward?
The elf said, "You guys go. After I rest for a while and regain some strength, I can pry open this animal trap by myself."
"Let's leave you a weapon for self-defense." Gerred looked at the two elf swords in his hand and was about to put one down for him. Unexpectedly, the elf took out three daggers and short swords of different sizes from his waist and said, "There's no need."
"Alright then." Gerred inserted the weapons into his waist, put the quiver on his back, and slung the bow over his shoulder. He said, "Let's go."
"By the way." The elf said, "There is a bottle of pink potion in the bag. Leave that bottle for me."
"Pink?" Gerred watched as Jess took out that bottle of medicine and asked, "Is this a Rejuvenation Potion?"
The elf said, "Exactly. You don't want your ally from Quel'Thalas to be limped and then chased and devoured by wolves, do you?"
"Ally? Pah!" Gerred spat. The elf laughed.