I am the Enchantress!

The teammates relaxed a little.

These four people are from Danube City; they must be investigators sent by the association headquarters.

Although Martha warned that it was best not to contact them, as public servants, they would at least follow the rules and not plunder their spoils.

Besides, they were smiling quite warmly.

"Hello, I am Cyrion, an adventurer from Ironweave Town who holds a silver badge."

Cyrion and Kant shook hands.

"This is the warrior Gru," he introduced them one by one, "and that's the mage Wilder over there."

Hello.

Kant nodded politely to the two men.

Without realizing it, he glanced back at the mage Hogg behind him.

Hogg didn't speak, but simply looked up at the top of a tree on the north side, seemingly casually admiring the scenery.

Wilder noticed this and narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing extremely faint magical fluctuations around the mage.

Is it...

"You're here in the border forest to investigate the forest fire, right?"

Cyrion changed the subject, seemingly not intending to continue introducing the team members.

Wilder nodded silently.

As expected of the captain, he is very cautious in his actions.

"Yes, that's right," Kant replied.

"How's it going? Any results?" Cyrion asked.

"not yet."

Kant shook his head. "The fire is out, and there aren't many clues left for us."

"Is it really from Long Qian?"

Gru interjected, "I mean, was that fire dragon's breath?"

"Very likely," Kant nodded. "Or rather, we are gathering evidence to prove it."

"What evidence?"

"this……"

"Gru," Cyrion called to him, "it's getting dark, we need to hurry."

The less you know about other people's affairs, the better.

"By the way, I have something to ask you."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Kant suddenly asked, "Have you found any kobold lairs around here?"

Cyrion paused for a moment.

Before this group of people came down, they did seem to mention words like "knives" and "map".

Wasn't the association here to investigate dragon breath and high-level monsters?

Why bother with low-level monsters like kobolds?

And now there's something not so good: if their target is also the kobolds, then their interests overlap.

"Um……"

Cyrion was pondering how to respond when Gru suddenly shouted, cutting him off:

"We just got a nest!"

He grinned. "We've killed over thirty kobolds, including two kobold leaders!"

"Oh? Impressive!"

Kant smiled, puzzled, and then exchanged glances with his three teammates.

"You must have made quite a haul, right?" he continued. "I've heard there's a lot of treasure in the kobold lairs."

"They're all cheap jewelry, the kind that women would look down on if they gave them to them."

Gru smiled. "I did find two gold coins, so it wasn't a complete waste of time."

Upon hearing this, both Cyrion and Wilder breathed a sigh of relief.

Gru isn't stupid!

They even understand the principle of not flaunting wealth.

"Besides the inferior jewelry and gold coins, did you find anything else?" Kant pressed on.

"there is none left."

Cyrion chimed in, "The rest are bottles and jars and rusty weapons. Those things were too heavy, so we didn't take them."

"Um……"

Kant seemed to hesitate for a moment before finally speaking, "Have you noticed... a type of red scale?"

Wilder was stunned when he heard this.

Red scales...

Is he referring to dragon scales?

The task of collecting loot was left to the kobolds; he didn't know if there were any dragon scales.

But the dragon scale he found in the cave during his first mission was now in his pocket.

After all, it was worth five gold coins, and he carried it with him every day.

What do the people at the association headquarters want with Dragon Scale?

"You mean the kobold's scales? But those are dark brown; from what I've observed, only the area under the armpits is reddish."

"We harvested quite a lot, and we can exchange it for money back at the association," Gru said.

"..."

Kant paused, then said, "I didn't mean that."

"Oh," Gru replied, "I haven't seen any others."

"Mr. Kant, the entrance to the kobolds' cave is right here."

Cyrion led them to the cave entrance. "The kobolds are dead. You can go in and look for them."

"Thanks."

Kant nodded.

"Then we'll be going now."

Gru told Wilder and Gru to carry their bags, and he himself carried three bags, including those for Joffrey and Lyle.

"Farewell, Mr. Kant," Cyrion said.

"To be honest, I have a favor to ask."

Kant finally stopped them, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What are you busy with?" Cyrion asked.

"Take us into the kobolds' lair."

Kant explained, "As far as I know, the kobold lair is full of traps and mechanisms. You must have some way of getting out unscathed."

"this……"

Cyrion hesitated.

The kobold who led the way died, but they still remembered the location of every trap and mechanism; otherwise, it would have been difficult to return the way they came.

But should we help them?

It doesn't seem to offer any benefits.

"You won't have worked for nothing."

As if hearing his thoughts, Kant offered, "We are willing to pay a reward of five gold coins."

"And this is just a private matter."

Bird, one of their soldiers, spoke for the first time, "We will also report your help to the association, and the association will give you another substantial bonus."

This benefit...

Indeed a lot.

Cyrion was somewhat tempted, while Gru had been tempted for a long time.

"Cyrion, just by going around the cave once, you can get five gold coins!" he muttered.

"But……"

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't bring himself to say "but".

This group of people were from the association headquarters; they seemed to be well-off and spoke politely.

All positive factors are maximized.

"Wild, what do you think?" he asked.

"Then let's help them." Wilder smiled.

In fact, he had a very strange feeling.

They were too kind.

Why are the high-ranking adventurers of Danube City so polite to the low-ranking adventurers of Ironweave Town?

This is completely different from what Martha warned me about.

Wilder even had a hunch that if he didn't choose to help them, a battle could break out at any moment.

Rather than doing that, it would be better to stabilize the situation first and then make a long-term plan.

This will also buy him time to recover his magical power.

Therefore, Cyrion granted Kant's request.

They walked in front to lead the way for the Kant squad behind them.

"Gru, do you have a sense of déjà vu?" Wilder asked with a smile.

"How does it feel?"

"Don't you think our current roles are a lot like the kobolds who led us the way at the beginning?"

"Holy crap!" Gru exclaimed, stunned. "You know what..."

Wilder smiled.

But the ending.

We must never be like the kobolds.