Goblin Dependency-Chapter 202 - 118: "Gray Sword"_2

It also saves the repair costs afterward.

From the perspective of the time the battle lasted and the losses caused, these scoundrels are even worse than the goblins in the goblin nest behind.

"Here, wipe it off."

Beside him, the "old man Berg" reached out and handed over a clean white cloth, a smile on his face much more genuine than when Xia Nan first joined the team.

The attitude had clearly changed quietly.

Abi, who narrowly escaped death, sat limply on the ground, gasping for breath, sweating profusely.

Though he still hadn’t interacted with me much.

But the look in his eyes towards me was no longer as unfamiliar as before.

For adventurers, nothing promotes relationships more than a life-and-death battle fought side by side.

Adeline walked over, carrying two iron hammers.

Her gaze swept over the last enemy already dead on the ground, moved upward, paused as she looked at Xia Nan holding the Longsword.

"You..."

When she first met him, the tragic scene in the goblin cave had already made her estimate Xia Nan’s strength as high as possible.

But unexpectedly, she still underestimated him.

If not for his occasional display of lacking some adventure common knowledge during the mission, she would even suspect she had recruited a professional into the team.

Opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but then shook her head.

"Forget it, let’s talk after we return to the city."

The battle was completely over, but they were still in the dangerous Mist Forest.

Must hurry to tidy up the battlefield...

The harvest wasn’t as high as imagined, but still quite good.

Not being those who would just run off after one job, these adventurers couldn’t carry all their wealth with them at all times.

Yet, even so, after searching through six corpses, they still collected about thirty Gold Coins.

And this was just a small part of the loot.

The real takings were their armor and weapons.

All seasoned old adventurers, well-equipped and properly maintained.

Even if they’re secondhand goods, they could fetch half the original price at most.

The combined rewards far exceeded the total of "Green Blood" team’s previous task rewards.

It could be said, the principle of "killing and stealing brings fortunes" applies universally.

The task was completed, and as the newcomer to the team, Abi volunteered to take on the task of moving the loot.

He knew well that he was the weakest, and hadn’t been much help in the battle just now.

Thus, he actively took on the heavy armor and iron equipment, reducing the burden for others in the team.

It’s worth mentioning, according to the rules set by Adeline’s team.

In this battle, Xia Nan undoubtedly made an outstanding contribution to the team.

Therefore, the loot collected from "Huo Ya" and others would be converted into Gold Coins, and distributed to him at a larger ratio.

This was an unexpected income.

...

...

Ten days later.

White Sparrow Tavern, second-floor guest room.

Xia Nan sat on the bed, his hands naturally resting on his knees, motionless.

On the wooden table in front of him was a cup of clear water.

In his ears, mixed with the creaking sound of old floorboards as travelers passed by the door, came the noisy sounds from the tavern hall downstairs.

Already accustomed to it.

He subconsciously blocked it out of his consciousness, treating it like white noise from insect chirps or the wind.

Xia Nan’s eyes were tightly shut.

He sat quietly as if in mage meditation.

Until the morning light outside the window gradually brightened, a sudden sound erupted from the window shutters moving in the breeze.

He then slowly opened his eyes.

It was already expected, and there was no excessive disappointment on his face.

[Gravity Compression],

since he had picked up the wild mage’s diary in the goblin nest three months ago, he began training.

Without any slack.

In these days, whenever he had time, after completing daily Battle Skill practice, he would always find some peaceful place to train for a while.

Yet, progress was slow.

Even though he followed the methods in the notes, patiently and steadily forwarding one step at a time.

There was still no exciting gain.

Xia Nan didn’t plan to give up.

The progress was merely "slow," not nonexistent.

Referring to the thoughts and methods provided by the wild mage in the diary, after three months, he felt himself becoming more easily focused, and the time he could concentrate was gradually increasing.

Sometimes, Xia Nan could even faintly perceive some dense ripples colliding and flowing in the air around.

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