Chapter 456 "Savage"

Makarov did not expect that he would encounter an unexpected situation in his first week as principal.

Are there still savages in the forests on the north bank of the Vis River? This is something no one expected.

He and the militia company commander Khajit led the team to search north along the forest trails commonly used by loggers.

Starting from Beiwang Town, it took about two hours to travel - it usually only takes less than an hour, but because they were searching while traveling, it took more time.

"Ahead is the place where the carpenters reported the sighting."

Khajiit pointed forward.

Makarov looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a clearing in the forest ahead, with many short wooden pillars scattered among them.

He took out his binoculars, pointed the lens at the area and searched carefully.

"There seem to be signs of camping ahead. Khajiit, tell everyone to form a battle formation and be vigilant."

"Yes, Commander Makarov!"

Khajiit passed on the orders layer by layer. The militiamen of the two factions immediately prepared for battle, with their bows and arrows bent, and their swords unsheathed.

The group slowed down and slowly approached the lumberyard.

"Those in front! Are you from Arda?" - Suddenly, a loud voice came from the front.

The militiamen stopped and looked at each other.

This sentence is not only Aldo, but also an authentic northwest accent.

Khajiit looked at Makarov, waiting for his commander's orders.

Makarov frowned, thought carefully for a while, and finally said: "Respond to them and ask them about their identity."

Khajiit took out the loudspeaker used to shout to the militiamen and shouted: "We are the militia under the rule of Lord Alda Paul Graiman, what are your identities?"

The other person quickly replied, "We are members of the Northern Exploration Fleet!"

All the militiamen present had heard of the Northern Exploration Fleet. It was no secret that the lord sent three fleets to explore the world. There was quite a noise when they set out, and gradually the entire northwest bay heard about it.

Khajiit asked loudly: "Why are you in the forest? Where is your ship?"

Now I can at least be sure that the other party is not a savage.

"It's hard to describe in one sentence. We first encountered a plague in the far north, and then hit a reef and sank a ship. The remaining ships were frozen in the port due to the weather. So some of us took the land route first and crossed the Rocky Mountains back to the northwest. bay."

After several rounds of mutual questions and answers, neither party noticed any problems on the other side, so they cautiously made contact and further confirmed the identity of the other side.

"Lieutenant Boris Makarov, headmaster of the public school and commander of the military service station in the town of Northern Look, it is a pleasure to meet you."

"Commander of the Northern Exploration Fleet, Stanford, it's a pleasure to meet you too."

The two hands were clasped together tightly.

The members of the exploration team came out of their hiding places one by one.

Makarov looked at the group of "refugees" in front of him and said with some sympathy: "Brother, your situation seems a bit miserable."

Indeed, all of them were unkempt and their clothes were somewhat tattered.

Stanford said helplessly: "The last place we repaired was in the dwarf tribe in the Rocky Mountains. Since going south, we have passed either forests or swamps. Now it looks very good. I never thought before that Al The forest in the north is even more desolate north of the Rocky Mountains, and you can still encounter indigenous tribes from time to time on the other side of the mountain."

Makarov's eyes widened: "Dwarf? You said you have been to the dwarf tribe?"

That is a creature even more "legendary" than the savages.

"Yes dwarf, the legendary dwarf, we have met."

"Not only did we meet him, we brought one with him," Stanford said with a smile.

"Bring one?" Makarov was surprised.

An angry voice remembered: "Let me speak for myself! Hey! That big human being, look at this, look at this!"

Makarov looked for the source of the sound and soon discovered a short, stocky guy.

Although short - only reaching his abdomen - he is very thick. To Makarov, this guy seems to have no waist. His entire body is shaped like a wine barrel, with a round head and a thick body. The effect of the arms and torso connected to each other is to remind people of the adjective "round".

The one in front of me... this dwarf has a huge beard that almost covers his face. Judging from what Stanford said, it should be related to the lack of time to take care of it during this period. The other members of the exploration team are not much better. Coupled with the thick fur clothes he was wearing, Makarov subconsciously thought it was some strange animal brought back by the exploration team, rather than some intelligent creature.

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"This...is this the dwarf pet you captured?"

One sentence angered the dwarf who was already having a bad temper.

He waved his huge fists and yelled angrily: "I understand what you are saying, you stinky tall guy! How dare you treat the distinguished Mr. Emaar Stonemason as your human pet! I must treat you well." Teach you a lesson!" After saying that, he rushed forward.

Stanford had quick eyes and quick hands, and Matthew, who was next to him and also had quick eyes and hands, hugged Emaar's arms, one on the left and the other on the back. They used all their strength in an instant. The dwarves were very powerful, especially when they were angry.

Imaer whined and groaned, and started to compete with the two.

"Mr. Lieutenant, apologize to our dwarf friend. He is not a pet." Stanford, with a red face, asked Makarov.

The dwarf's rage made Makarov nervous. This was certainly not because he was timid, but because he had a faint fear or vigilance when facing a strange intelligent creature.

In addition, it was vaguely a little fun.

He came to his senses and said quickly: "Please forgive my rudeness and ignorance, dwarf friend, you know, I have never seen an intelligent creature other than humans in my life."

Stanford said to the dwarf who was still angry: "Look, Imaer, Mr. Lieutenant has apologized, so don't bother with him."

He also whispered: "Look at the people he brought, they are all holding swords, guns, swords and crossbows!"

Imaer stopped making a fuss, hugged his arms in front of his chest and snorted heavily.

His action made the militiamen behind Makarov laugh secretly. They simply thought that a guy with a round body like a barrel was a bit cute even when he was angry, especially the last "humph".

Makarov "Okay! The matter of the 'savages' is over! Mr. Stanford, it seems that you are in urgent need of rest now. Come with me. It's an hour's walk south to Northview Town."

"Great! My team members and I don't know how long we have been looking forward to taking a good hot bath. In addition, I have to see Lord Graman as soon as possible."

"You will see him soon."