Fooling Tomoko into being a system

Chapter 587 Dice

The female magician staggered and gasped for air. Every time she raised her legs, she felt her thigh muscles tearing. She lost consciousness under her feet, but she did not dare to stop.

She didn't know how much time the saint could buy her, and she didn't know if there were goblins chasing her behind her. There was a high probability that there were. How could the goblins give up on the woman they had obtained?

The Saint has most likely been captured by the goblins and is suffering inhuman abuse. She must not let the Saint's sacrifice be in vain. She must go to the Adventurer's Guild for help.

This is a border village of the kingdom, a day's journey from the village where the Adventure Guild is located. The circulation of information is very poor. It is normal for there to be no communication for ten and a half days.

The female magician recalled the investigative process of the Adventurers Association. The association must first determine if something happened to the adventurer.

This required calculating the distance and round trip time, and setting aside another day to prevent emergencies. After almost 4 days of not returning, the Adventurers Association acquiesced that something had happened to the team, and handed the mission over to other adventurers for investigation.

Investigation tasks will not be assigned to the White Porcelain Team, but will generally be entrusted to the Steel Level Team. The tasks include investigation, killing monsters, and rescue. Only veteran adventurers can complete such tasks.

There are only a limited number of high-level teams in border villages. They have their own tasks to complete, and they also have to accept investigation tasks sent by the union. If something happens to other adventurer teams, the rescue investigation will also need to be queued, making it easier to miss the rescue time.

If you are unlucky, the investigation task will be pending for a long time without anyone taking it. It can be pending for a week at most. Add in the 4-day waiting time, which means eleven days have passed.

Everything that was supposed to happen had happened, and it was almost time for the little Goblin to be born. The reality was so helpless.

If she returns to the Adventurer Association one day later, it can save a lot of waiting time and release the rescue mission faster. With luck, if the senior adventurers are free, the saint can be rescued within 3 days, and she should still be alive.

We must not fall here, the Adventurers Association...the Association...

The female magician's eyes blurred. She saw farmland and villagers. Is it a hallucination?

Unable to hold on any longer, she fell to the ground with a plop, her limbs twitching slightly. The female magician wanted to get up and continue moving forward, but her hands and feet refused to obey her. She tried several times and failed, and her magic robe became covered with mud. A pair of big, calloused hands lifted her up.

Villager relations asked, "Adventurer, are you okay?"

The female magician said in a hoarse voice: "The mission failed. Send me... to the Adventurer's Guild... for help."

The villagers were shocked when they heard this. If the mission failed, does that mean the goblin was not dead?If you stay outside, you may be attacked by goblins at any time. Look up and around. The grass blown by the wind in the distance becomes more and more dangerous. Who knows if the goblins are chasing the magician?

The villagers could no longer care about the farmland and immediately returned to the village on their backs with the adventurers.

The villagers carried the magician on their backs and found the old village chief as quickly as possible. When the village chief saw the embarrassed adventurer, he frowned. What he was most worried about happened. The arrogant white porcelain adventurer was indeed unreliable. Used 2 gold coins to publish the task!

The village chief arranged everything skillfully and arranged for people to drive carriages to transport the adventurers to the village. He also summoned all the people to inform them that the goblins had not been eliminated yet, and it was best not to leave the village if something happened.

The village chief arranged everything in an orderly manner. He was very experienced in this matter.

The out-of-power magician lay in the carriage filled with regret, and the villagers drove the carriage to the Adventurer's Guild.

The saint in white robes ran in front of the goblins. The one-meter-high weeds just blocked the goblins' sight. All the goblins were attracted by the movement of the saint running.

The trainee saint did not go back down the mountain. Instead, she ran around the mountainside from left to right in order to lure the goblins away for the female magician.

"Peng Peng!" Two gunshots resounded in the empty valley. The trainee saint was startled, but she did not dare to stop and wanted to lure the goblins away.

It took the trainee saint a few minutes to run out of the grass. The one-meter-high grass slowed down the Goblin's pursuit. When the Goblin Spellcaster also ran out of the grass, it only saw the saint running away alone. Suddenly he was stunned.

He stopped and issued an order to his men, "Gob, Gob, Gob!"

"Gob Gob!!"

The four goblins accepted the order and returned along the original path. The goblins discovered that the two of them escaped separately and sent four goblins to hunt down the magician. The goblins wanted all of them.

The goblins want to capture both of them back to the cave to give birth to baby goblins to replenish the population and give birth to more potential goblins. If the Goblin God is interested in the priest...

Hearing a strange loud noise, the Goblin spell made him feel very uneasy. The two huge "Peng Peng" sounds resounded throughout the valley. It had never heard such a strange sound before.

The louder the sound, the greater the danger. What monster is coming to the valley?Do you want to relocate the Goblin Cave?

The Goblin Spellcaster finally shook his head, pointed his wooden staff at the Saint, and continued to chase her, but there was a heavy stone in his heart.

"Whoosh~whoosh~", two short arrows were shot at the trainee saint. She turned around in time and hid behind the tree. With two "duh duh" sounds, the short arrows flew past the saint's eyes and were nailed to the pine tree. The arrow feathers swayed up and down. .

The trainee saint had no time to be frightened, turned around and ran in the woods. She wanted to run around the mountainside back to her original position, and then follow the way up the mountain down the mountain.

There was a path cleared by the gun warriors. The slope was not steep and there were no pebbles on the road. Everything on the roadside was familiar and it was not easy to get lost or fall off the cliff.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Four more huge strange sounds sounded.

The four gunshots were louder, which startled the trainee saint. The strange sound was not far ahead. The saint was hesitant for a moment. Should she continue running forward?

He turned to look at the goblin behind him. Did he have a choice?

I can only hope that both monsters and goblins will be injured in a fight.

The saint has already run around the mountainside, and in front of her is grass half as tall as a man. The speed of the goblins is greatly reduced in this kind of grass, and the field of vision is extremely poor. She does not have to worry about being shot by short arrows. The trainee saint plunges into it. Grass.

The four gunshots not only frightened the trainee saint, but also intimidated the goblins. Even the pursuit of the trainee saint paused for a moment, and looked up towards the source of the sound, as if looking for something, but the tall Trees blocked the goblin's view.

He lowered his head and found that the saint was running further. He screamed angrily. The goblin ignored the strange gunfire and continued to chase the saint.

The trainee saint ran away desperately in the grass. The goblin kept a long distance away from her. She occasionally looked back to observe the swaying grass behind her. The goblin was far away from her. Am I about to get rid of the goblin?

Just as the saint let out a sigh of relief, she felt a little at ease.

The dice of fate fell on the chessboard. The die named "accidental" turned up at 1 o'clock, which was so ironic as "big failure".

The trainee saint's foot stumbled, and she stepped on a piece of gravel. There was a "click" sound, and a heartbreaking pain came from her ankle. The saint lost her balance and fell to the ground.