"Are you a summoner?!" Christine's surprise sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

"Yes, this is no secret." The Li Hair Magi said with a shrugged.

Opening my palm, a light-type monster about ten centimeters high appeared in the hands of the magician Lifa. This was my first summoning object and the origin of our team's name.

"Wow, so cute!" Christine's eyes instantly turned into little stars, and she looked at the little monster in the hands of the Li Hair Magi.

"This is the Draenei light cicada." The female magician of Lifa introduced.

It is rare for light-type monsters. As we all know, this female magician has a light-type monster as her summoning object, which shows that her qualifications are not low.

Draenei cicada Locke has heard of it. According to Angelina, her mentor, Kyra, was stocked with hundreds of Draenei cicadas. These little things have almost zero combat power, but they can unite to release a constant temperature space.

Many experimental environments with harsh conditions require Draenei's cicada to complete.

Christine was not interested in understanding the role of the light cicada. She was now completely fascinated by the little thing in front of her.

"Sister Milan, can you lend me some fun?" Christine asked pitifully with her big eyes blinking.

"This, okay." The Lifa female magician pondered for a while and agreed.

The two women are less than five years apart. Christine is a bit naughty, but she is also very cute, especially for women older than her. She will be guided by her if she calls her sister.

Apart from scouts who were watching at night, the short and strong middle-aged shield hands did not practice either.

This man was practicing the earth-based fighting spirit. From a distance, Locke could feel a heavy meaning. With the huge shield with three fingers on his hand, Locke felt that it would take a while to break his defense.

It’s not easy for guys to make a name for themselves. These adventurers have been experiencing for several years, and each has his own unique skills.

During this period, Locke also discovered something interesting.

The Lifa female magician named Milan and the calm swordsman in the team were a couple, and the archer who had always been unknown and did not speak much seemed to have special feelings for the female magician.

"Tsk tsk, it's good to be young." Locke sighed boredly. The strength of the quasi-knight made his peering eyes not noticed by other members of the team, including the scout with a sharper perception.

However, Locke felt that the middle-aged shield hand had begun to doubt him.

As the strongest man in the team, the middle-level attendant exists. Somehow, the middle-aged shield hand always has an incomprehensible one who can't see through every time he observes the young noble who hires them.

"Is it some special magic equipment?" He picked up the wooden piles in the bonfire, making the flames burn more vigorously. The middle-aged shield shook his head and refused to do what he wanted.

It is not surprising that the middle-aged Shield Hand could have another magical equipment on this noble young man.

He stretched and when the red sun set on the hillside and everything was quiet, Locke stood up and prepared to go back to the carriage to rest.

"Mr. Rock." The calm swordsman came over, his name was Martin.

"Is there anything wrong?" Rock asked.

"Although the Depeng Forest is not very dangerous, there have been frequent tides of beasts every year. I think our luck will not be so bad, but I also hope you will not leave the camp at night, or even leave the carriage." Martin said.

"Beast Tide?" Locke raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he heard of this word.

"Yes." Martin briefly introduced to Locke what a beast tide is.

As for the reason for the beast tide, there is no need to know this adventurer who doesn't know a lot about it. Perhaps only those magicians from the Magician Guild will be interested in studying it.

All they adventurers need to do is to survive when they encounter a beast tide unfortunately.

"I also think we won't be so unlucky." Locke smiled.

There are occasional tides of beasts composed of hundreds or thousands of monsters within a year, ranging from demonized creatures to intermediate monsters. Even if Locke is a quasi-knight, facing the tide of monsters like mountains and seas, he feels a little chilled when he thinks about it.

He did not forget how the city where tens of thousands of revitalized fairies were trapped in the plane war was captured by thousands of fearless slave creatures.

Compared to the body of the monster, humans are always fragile. Knights like him are just close to the body of the monster, and they are still a distance away from the real monster of the same level.

After giving advice to Locke, Martin left. Locke watched him sit by the campfire, next to the Lifa Girl Magician Milan.

He looked up at the archer sitting on the stone wiping the arrow branches, and Locke lowered the curtain of the carriage.

If he were that archer, he would pursue the female magician without hesitation and boldly, and he would always be unknown. Who would understand your love?

At night, three people were squeezed in the small carriage.

In addition to Christine, Rock called Raffie in. The forest was still a little cold at night. How could Rock be so generous to one and leave Raffie outside and froze.

Fortunately, the carriage is made of wood, and the quality is guaranteed, so Locke doesn't have to worry about being crushed by the three of them.

The three of them were crowded together, and Locke hugged him left and right, with a gentlemanly spirit of sitting still.

midnight.

Outside the carriage, the flames of the bonfire jumped slightly, and the crackling sound of sparks occasionally came. The middle-aged shield hand added a portion of firewood from time to time to maintain the prosperity of the bonfire.

Next to the carriage, two or three green leaves fell down on the lush cypress trees. Locke, who was sleeping in the carriage, suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's not really so unlucky, right?" Locke sighed in his heart.

He pushed Christine and Raffie on his left and right shoulders with his hands. Raffie woke up as soon as he pushed him. Christine wiped her saliva, looking like she had not woken up, which made Locke feel helpless.

"You two follow me later, it may be a bit difficult." Locke whispered to the two girls.

"What's wrong?" Christine woke up this time.

"Shh!" Locke compared his index finger to his lips, signaling them to listen outside.

A slight vibration sound came, and it would be difficult to detect if you didn't listen deliberately.

Before Christine could hear what it was, the archers shouted in the camp, "Get up quickly, something is wrong!"

Before everyone could react, the scouts who were watching the night in the trees also warned, "There are things coming over the southeast, and there are still quite a lot!"

The scout's shouts made all members of the Dawn Light Squad quickly pack up their own weapons and equipment. The sky was still too dark and they could not see what the scout said.

The middle-aged shield carried his giant shield and stood in front of the team, facing the southeast.

The vibration sound became louder and louder, and the frequency was extremely high, like a thousand troops.

At this time, the middle-aged shield hand combined his experience and immediately responded to what was coming, turning around and shouting, "Run quickly, it's a beast tide!"

Everyone was shocked and immediately moved as quickly as possible.

"Martin, Hall, you go and protect Lord Rock!"

"Min, look at the direction of the mainstream of the beast tide?"

"Brother Quaker and Dalle, you two are on guard!"

At this time, the role of an excellent leader is reflected.

Milan, a female magician who was not very handsome, acted quite calmly at this time and ordered the members of his team in an orderly manner.

A team of adventurers, a mere six-person team, took action under the dispatch of Milan, and initially formed three lines of defense around the camp.

The first one was the trap built by scout Mien and him, which mainly focused on exploring the direction of the beast tide. When encountering an ineffective and powerful enemy, you can retreat immediately.

The second path is the shield hand Quaker, archer Dale and herself, but the explosion of attack power is the strongest, and the two swordsmen behind him can also support him quickly.

The last one was Martin and Hall, the two swordsmen in front of the carriage.

This adventurer team still has professional ethics, and Locke can see that they are mainly based on protecting their carriages.

"Sir Locke, wake up and there may be a tide of beasts coming!" Martin shouted to the carriage.

Without letting him wait for a long time, Locke, Christine and Lafite got off the carriage one after another.

Because the three of them slept together, their clothes were a little wrinkled and messy.

Seeing this, Martin, who is more stable, just frowned slightly, then told them about the likely tide of beasts and explained the things to pay attention to later.

Hall, who was more prone to use the expression you know, looked back and forth on Lock and the other two, as if he had already thought of the good things the three of them might have done in the first half of the night.

"We can't be so unlucky, are we?" Rock asked.

"It seems that it is a beast tide, but you don't have to worry. The route we chose is to deviate from the main road where the beast tide once occurred. Generally, there will be no frontal beast tide, and at most it will be affected by the aftermath of the beast tide." Martin said.

"That's fine, I'll ask you to protect me." Locke nodded. If he really faced the frontal impact of the beast tide, Locke would definitely not say anything and pull the two girls away.

He is a quasi-knight and has a good strength, but if he faces hundreds of intermediate monsters at the same time, he will definitely be alive without death.

Only by advancing to becoming a first-level knight can one ignore this beast tide of scale.

There is a way to advance, which is to wander in the trials between life and death. The breakthrough experiences of the two formal knights that Locke knew were achieved in this environment.

If there were no Rafi and Christine, Locke had no other way out, he might have even entered the beast tide to fight for his life in order to break through. Now, let's forget it.

He hasn't reached the point where he needs to trade his life for breakthroughs.

"Here you come!" Martin stared in the southeast direction.
Chapter completed!