Chapter 100 The Prince in Distress

Upon hearing Joan's warning, Gray stopped immediately, and after a little hesitation, he retreated obediently into the forest.

The lizard man shaman kept his spell ready to activate at any time, looked deeply at Joan, looked him up and down several times before speaking.

"Mr. Mage, you have good eyesight." He spoke with a lizardman's unique "hiss" accent, but he spoke Common Tongue fluently.

Joan stared at the lizard man shaman silently, thinking quickly in his mind. "Flame Strike" is a 4th-level natural magic with a large attack range and strong lethality. The lizardman shaman on the opposite side can use "Flame Strike", which means that he has at least 7 druid levels, The strength is far stronger than oneself. Of course, there are two big helpers, Gray and Jamie, beside Joan. There is still a chance for the three of them to fight against the lizardman shaman together, but even if they successfully kill it, they will have to pay a heavy price. Gray and Jamie are both physically strong, and they may still have a chance to save their lives after being hit by a "flame strike". A weak little mage like himself will undoubtedly die if he is bombarded by the "flame strike".

Thinking of this, Joan gestured for Jamie and Gray to scatter to the left and right. The burst radius of Flame Strike is about 10 feet, and they are likely to be "one-shot" by the opponent when they gather together; on the contrary, keeping a distance from each other can ensure that the spells released by the opponent can hit at most one target—no matter who the lizardman shaman chooses to target Cast the spell, and the other two opponents can take advantage of the momentum to counterattack and kill him!

The lizardman shaman saw Joan's calculations, and his eyes were a little more nervous.

The two sides maintained a fragile confrontation, the conflict was about to break out, and the atmosphere in the woods was suffocating.

Just when the two sides were afraid of each other, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the forest, and the two figures quickly approached.

Joan was worried that the person coming was the henchman of the lizard man shaman, so he glanced in the direction of the footsteps out of the corner of his eye, but to his great surprise, it was the Tyndall brothers who ran over. What surprised Joan even more was that the lizardman shaman, seeing Brother Tyndall running over, had a look of relief on his face.

What exactly is going on?

Which side did the Tyndale brothers belong to?

Just when Joan was secretly suspicious, Roger Tyndall had already rushed out of the woods. Seeing the scene of the swords being drawn on both sides, he quickly raised his hands and shouted: "Don't do it! Both sides are our own people!"

Dick Tyndall ran over following his younger brother, looked at Joan first, and then said loudly to the lizard man: "Wes, don't get me wrong, this is Joan Vida we are looking for, my good buddies!"

The lizardman shaman named Weiss was obviously relieved, and immediately canceled the spell, dropped the wooden staff and raised his hands, showing that he was not hostile in the traditional way of the lizardmen.

Joan whistled, called Jamie and Gray back, and asked Brother Tyndale with a puzzled face, "What's going on here?"

"This can't be explained clearly in one or two sentences. Let's go into the room and talk slowly." Roger wiped off his sweat, and said in a low voice: "Wes escaped from the big swamp, can you let me He is temporarily staying in your forest cabin, so as not to be discovered by the townspeople and cause trouble."

Joan glanced at Weiss and thought, "I really guessed it, this guy is indeed a fugitive."

"If he doesn't mind being with Gray, it's okay to live in the hut temporarily, Gray, don't you object?" Joan looked at the gray bag beast.

Gray pouted, trying not to say "Mogg". It didn't like to live with the lizardman, but considering that the other party was also a fugitive, out of sympathy, it reluctantly nodded and accepted Joan's arrangement.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Vader." Weiss bowed deeply to Joan.

It was the first time Joan met such a polite lizardman, and his impression of Weiss improved.

A group of four people, plus a dog and a gray marsupial, got into the cabin one after another, almost bursting the cabin. Joann gave up the only chair to the guest from the Everglades, and sat on the table by himself, while Gray sat on the floor with Jamie in his arms against the fireplace, and the Tyndall brothers had to make do with sitting on the window sill.

Dick took the water bag from Joan and took a deep breath, wiped his mouth and let out a sigh of relief. He pitifully begged Joan: "There is only this forest in Delin Town where Weiss can hide. My good brother, you can't just ignore death!"

Joan frowned, feeling that a big trouble was coming.

"Don't worry, Dick, explain clearly what trouble Wes encountered and how you two got to know each other."

"This matter is quite complicated to explain in detail, so let Weiss, the person involved, tell it in person." Roger suggested.

Joan's eyes turned to the lizardman shaman, with an air of listening attentively.

The chair specially designed for human beings is not suitable for the body structure of the lizardman. Weiss sat on the chair, and the thick tail behind his buttocks seemed to be in the way. Feeling more comfortable, he pondered and sorted out his thoughts before breaking the silence.

"Mr. Vader, have you ever heard of the 'Cold-Blooded Tribe'?"

Joan nodded. The "Cold-Blooded Tribe" is a group of lizardmen living in the southern swamp. The lizardman shaman Cohen, Chud, and Chud's two lizardman attendants he and Gray killed at the beginning were all from the "Cold-Blooded Tribe". Weiss must have Also from this tribe.

"Our cold-blooded tribe has always had the chief shaman as the chief elder—that is, the head of the clan—to lead all the tribe to preside over the religious ceremony of worshiping our patriarch God Samu Anya. Mirik is my father." There was a hint of pride in Weiss' words.

"It turned out to be a prince, His Royal Highness, what a disrespect." Qiao An said lightly and politely.

Weiss shook his head: "Don't mention the prince, now I'm just a fugitive with a deep hatred."

The down-and-out lizardman prince gritted his teeth, restrained the grief and anger in his heart and continued: "Our lizardman family has never expanded beyond the Great Swamp over the years, and we have maintained a good relationship of non-aggression with the residents of Delin Town. This is all due to my father's restraint. His old man has warned the aggressive young people in the tribe countless times not to take the initiative to harm humans, and it is strictly forbidden to loot human villages and towns, so that our cold-blooded tribe and the human community around the swamp have maintained peace for many years nothing."

"That's true!" Roger nodded in agreement, "My father had dealt with Elder Mirik before, and he admired this wise old man very much. It is precisely because Elder Mirik signed a non-aggression agreement with my father. In recent years, the residents of Delin Town have been able to hunt and fish outside the swamp without worrying about being attacked by lizardmen."

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