Chapter 112 Rescue
Fari flew around his territory.

There are some abandoned fields outside the village at the foot of the mountain, but this is not due to war or natural disasters. The village is already peaceful and harmonious. The fields are abandoned only because the goblins who originally cultivated these fields have left.

"Where is my goblin tribe? Such a big goblin tribe, it was still here before I went to Dragon Island."

The original settlement built by the goblins has now disappeared, leaving only some strange buildings and the statues of Farri in front of those buildings.

Fari flew over the original goblin settlement and confirmed once again that there were indeed no goblins here.

"There's no mention of migration in the prayer."

When Farui was asleep, the entire migration was basically completed, and of course no relevant prayers came into his ears. Now he could only look around, trying to find the reason why the goblins left.

He saw his new servant in the distance. She seemed to have found her companions. However, it seemed that her companions were much less lucky than her.

His three companions were now in a carriage, tied up tightly, and a small group of crusaders were escorting them to the nearest village, where there was a small church of the Sun God Cult, where heretics could be tried, and there was also an execution ground.

Judging from the spoils on the other carriages, it seemed that the original mission of this Crusader Army was to destroy the monster nests in the area, and then these three people suddenly fell in front of them.

If it were anyone else, considering their average level five strength, the Crusaders would probably just take them to the nearest town and hand them over to the people of the kingdom for questioning.

But unfortunately, they were still wearing clothes with obvious elven style of the Wind and Rain Kingdom, and the holy emblem of the God of Nature was pinned on their chests.

Therefore, these people who were already seriously injured were tied up tightly by the crusaders and thrown onto a carriage, ready to be taken back to the church to be judged under the watchful eyes of God.

"The Sun God Cult also provided them with simple treatment?"

The three people in the carriage were tied up with bandages. Perhaps these Sun God Cult crusaders hoped that they could be brought to justice.

Lisabel flexibly used the surrounding cover and quietly hung behind the soldiers.

"Like a monkey."

This was Farri's assessment of her from the sky. From the sky he could see clearly how Lysabel moved through the trees and bushes, hiding herself in the shadows of these shelters and hanging behind the Skitarii.

The sight of it swaying on the branches really reminded Fary of a monkey.

However, there are no such creatures as monkeys in this world, and the humans here did not evolve from monkeys. Judging from the records of Dragon Island, the human race appeared very suddenly. The evolutionary path of most civilizations can be traced, but the evolutionary path of humans is unclear.

But none of this has anything to do with France today.

"Lysabelle can't save these people."

There were quite a few Crusaders near the carriage, although most of them were only level three or four in strength, and only the leader was level six in strength. However, the weapons in their hands that sparkled with holy light were enough to cause damage to Lisabel.

When Farui last saw these Crusaders, most of the weapons in their hands were just ordinary weapons, not as luxurious as they are now. It seems that with the expansion of faith over the years, they can more easily borrow power from the gods.

When they reached the village ahead, everything would be even worse. Farui could see dozens of soldiers stationed there. What was even more troublesome was that there were two crossbows on the low wall of the village. In addition to ordinary crossbow arrows, there were also two crossbow arrows shining with magic. Farui could even see a few lines of goblin dialect engraved on the crossbow arrows, which seemed to indicate which workshop these crossbow arrows came from.

If it was a level 8 warrior with thick skin and flesh, he might be able to withstand a crossbow attack, but if Lisabel was hit, she would be dead.

Lysabel, who was on the treetops, also saw the village in the distance. Although she could not see the village's defense situation as clearly as Farri, she did not need to see it that clearly. She also knew that it would be more difficult to rescue people once the carriage entered the village.

Fari circled in the sky, ready to see what his new servant was going to do.

Lysabel paused and prayed softly, and a force responded to her.

"Oh my God!"

The scales all over Fary's body stood up. This was not the prayer of an ordinary clergyman before casting a divine spell. Fary felt as if a pair of eyes were looking at him. The eyes stayed on him for a moment, and Fary felt a hint of curiosity in the eyes. Then, it seemed that Lisabel was the real focus of the eyes.

The horses of the Crusaders began to become restless, as if they sensed something.

"Run, return to nature, return to freedom."

Farri heard Lysabel calling softly from below, and not far away, a horse flipped over the Skitarii on its back and rushed to the woods nearby. Even those warriors of level three and four didn't want to be hit directly by a warhorse, so they dodged one after another, causing some chaos in the team.

The other horses pulling the carriage also started moving.

"It's pagan witchcraft."

The leader drew his sword and split a horse charging towards him in half, shouting and trying to organize his men. Then, an arrow flashing with a faint green light pierced his head.

The commander fell.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack."

The Crusaders were well trained, and after a brief period of confusion, they skillfully used carriages and corpses as cover and began to counterattack in the direction where the dark green arrows were coming from.

However, they were so focused on the enemy attack that they did not notice that a "stray arrow" without any flash of light flew towards the open carriage carrying the pagans, passed by the pagans, and "coincidentally" cut the rope on one of them.

Soon, Lysabel and her three companions regained their ability to move, and the Skitarii had organized themselves and attacked in the direction of the arrows. They took advantage of the chaos and ran to the woods on the other side of the road.

When the soldiers discovered them in the chaos, they had already disappeared into the woods.

"ended."

It was impossible for the Skitarii to catch the followers of the God of Nature in the woods, especially since there was a gap in strength. After a few screams were heard in the woods, the Skitarii sergeant who took over the command withdrew the soldiers, built a simple defense with the remaining carriages, and fired a signal flare for help.

But until the soldiers from the nearby village arrived, no more arrows flashing with dark green light flew out of the woods.

(End of this chapter)