Broad World

"I shouldn't have come out to take risks at all." Looking at the valley below, Cagan muttered. Then he walked to a big rock next to him and looked at the young man lying on it.

"Damn it, how could I have thought of bringing a rookie out for an adventure, ah, let me die. How should I explain to his mother." The dwarf warrior wailed for a while and then patted the young man's face lightly, " Henry wake up! I beg you. Moradin my god! What shall I do?"

Seeing that his efforts were in vain, Cagan silently stepped aside and began to pray, hoping that God would give him a solution. The eyelids of the young man lying on the stone twitched, and then slowly opened his eyes, screaming "Ah!" Then he started to twitch and foam at the mouth. The severe pain made him fall into a coma again.

The wild at night is dangerous. There are wolves howling in the woods, night owls and various unknown animals roaring. The tall trees give people a gloomy feeling, and only the fire in front of them gives the adventurers a small amount of warmth and sense of security. Cagan found that Henry's breathing had become much more stable since he screamed a few hours ago. Although he was still drowsy for the time being, the blood around his head had begun to dissipate. For the first time since he was scratched by the ogre's club, he was beginning to show signs of improvement. Moradin must have heard my prayer, Cagan thought.

As the night gradually deepened, the young man named Henry slowly opened his eyes. He stared blankly at the fire, and then glanced at the loud dwarf next to him. My heart has already started to turn upside down. It turned out that Henry's soul had long been turned into an idiot with the ogre's big stick, and the soul occupying this body was an adult about thirty years old from the earth.

"Henry, that's my name now." He muttered softly, and then wanted to raise his hand to touch his face. A sharp pain in his left hand made him give up the act. "Damn it must be broken." He thought to himself looking at the arm clamped by two simple processed wood boards. "That's bad luck." His memory is now very confused due to severe brain trauma. I only remember that I am from the earth, I am thirty years old, but I can't remember my original name, occupation and family, but I have not forgotten all kinds of knowledge.

He closed his eyes and recalled what had happened to this body. It was a teenager named Henry. This year is 14 years old, and he has already become a level 1 druid. The family lives in Belgost, and it is the neighbor of the dwarf warrior. One year ago, he was spotted by a passing druid and taught for a while, and he was inspired by nature to become a level 1 druid at the beginning of this year. Then he begged Cagan to take him out for an adventure.

They encountered an ogre when they passed the coast road. The rookie who was adventuring for the first time immediately stayed in place and became dazed, and then was swept down to the ground by a big wooden stick. Fortunately, it didn't hit directly, otherwise the whole head would be a rotten tomato. Thinking of this, he immediately realized where he was.

This is the western coast of Faerun, the Sword Coast. yes! How could it be forgotten. This is where his favorite game Baldur's Gate takes place! The road to the godhood of the son of Baal, the God of Slaughter! Thinking of this, Henry felt his stomach twitching. There were as many liches as dogs, walking half-attracted. This is how many players described this place. Fortunately, I am now in the Baldur's Gate generation, and I am not as dangerous as Amn in the south for the time being. Raising his uninjured right hand, he gently touched his face, but unfortunately there was no water nearby so he couldn't see his body.

Suddenly he found that he had a tattoo on his hand that looked very familiar. Looking carefully, it was the pros and cons of a person. Isn't this the icon of the Baldur's Gate game? Henry subconsciously shouted in his heart to activate, and the tattoo on his hand glowed for a while

Human male surname, 14 years old, camp is absolutely neutral, occupation: Mage (included in the system) level 1, experience 02500, druid (body job) level 1, 0 00

Strength: 14 You are neither a loser nor a strong man

Dexterity: 18. You are born with dexterity. You can climb trees to catch birds and fish in water. You can easily take out wallets from other people's pockets.

Physique: 13 average

Intelligence: 21 You are smarter than almost everyone and have a photographic memory. All kinds of knowledge on earth help you at any time

Wisdom: 18 You are a natural druid who can feel the greatness of nature with only simple teachings

Charisma: 16 You're Pretty Handsome, Most People Like You\u003c), Burning, Magic Missile, Protection from Petrification

Divine Spells Known Level 1 Entanglement, Cure Light Wounds, Armor of Faith, Blessing, Disaster, Magic Stick, Detect Evil, Sunburn, Magic Stone, Power of Demon Fire.

Spell Slots Level 1: 1

Spell Slot Level 1: 3

With the help of the system, you cast spells without materials (boy, you make a lot of money)

Seeing this, he remembered, isn't this attribute the male mage that existed in the game before he traveled. As for Druid, it should be Henry's own profession. He immediately calmed down when he thought of this, at least he had a certain ability to protect himself, as for the others, he took one step at a time. He put systematic spells and divine spells into the empty slots. Magic in Faerun is a ritual, so most mages have to prepare in advance. It is then released by the demon through chanting gestures and spell-casting ingredients. Divine spells are bestowed by the gods, and one needs to pray and get a response from the gods before one can obtain the divine spells. But Henry, the druid, should be a primitive sect. It has been directly recognized by nature, and the magic obtained is a natural feedback.

There is only one spell slot for hypnotism in the first-level spells, and three magic slots for the treatment of minor injuries, considering his fractured right hand. Then he began to pray to nature silently in his heart, and fell asleep without knowing it. At dawn the next day, Cagan opened his eyes and yawned, then started to put out the campfire and pack his luggage. At this time Henry also woke up. "Kagan, where are we?" He started to play dumb. His 21-point intelligence and all kinds of knowledge told him that if he wanted to tell the truth, he would be courting death.

"Oh! My God! You're awake, thank God! I don't know how to live if something happens to you." "My head still hurts so much, I can't remember many things." Henry rubbed My own head explained.

The dwarf said as he packed his things, "Of course, you got hit on the head with the ogre's club. My God! You know how thick that thing is. Even a little scratch is quite serious. If you are hit head-on Hit, and I'll bet even a golem has to lie down."

"Kagan, what's the date today, uh, what year is it. You know my concept of time is in a mess and I can't remember anything."

The dwarf looked at him with pity. "Poor little Henry, dr 12th May 1356. I hope you remember your mother."

Very good! Henry thought to himself: dr1356 is still more than ten years before the game story begins. Aberdell was still playing house at Candlekeep with little Emoen. I still have a lot of time to go around and improve my professional level.

"Henry, your arm is broken. I helped you connect the bones and fix the board. You can heal it yourself with magic." The dwarf reminded.

"Okay." After speaking, Henry began to cast three spells on his left arm to treat minor injuries. In an instant, he felt that his arm didn't hurt so much, and the bones were probably connected, at least it didn't affect normal use. As for the use of weapons, forget it, it's not so easy to hurt your muscles and bones.

He turned his head and said to the dwarf, "Kagan, my arm is almost ready. Let's go today, and we will have a good rest when we reach the friendly arm."

"Okay, let's pack up and set off. I'll carry your luggage for you first." After the dwarf put his luggage on his back, he continued to say to him: "According to our plan, we will go to the Arm of Friendship to rest for a few days first. Then go to the village in the north to hunt some burrowers. You know that Tyrone Furlong at Thor's blacksmith paid a lot of money. Each burrower shell costs 500 gold coins. I heard that the druids nearby are also A certain reward will be given according to the number of adventurers killed. This is simply a good thing that kills two birds with one stone."

After a simple wash, the two continued on the road. Going north along the coastal road, you can see tall trees and clear river water on the road. There were bursts of birds chirping in the forest, and various small animals jumped up and down. Henry felt himself relaxed. Probably because Druids are close to nature, even if they encountered bears, carnivores like wolves did not attack them. It's a pity that he is only level 1. If he is an advanced druid, he can transform into various elements of animals. Now it is only a rough understanding of animal language. Being able to understand what animals say, that's all.

Suddenly, Cagan turned alertly. "Shh, don't make a sound." Henry squatted down gently, and he saw a group of monsters coming out of the woods. They wore military helmets on their heads, revealing gray skin with spots, and pink eyes like pigs everywhere. scan. Shiny armor cannot hide the wearer's bulky figure. A smell like overnight shit wafted on the wind, making his stomach queasy. The hobgoblin is without a doubt one of Faerûn's most iconic monsters.

"One, two, three...a total of five." Cagan muttered softly. Then he strode forward, holding the handle of the battle ax tightly with both hands, "Other than the drow, the hobgoblin is the thing I hate the most in this world!" After speaking, he rushed to the hobgoblin with a precise strike of the ax Hitting one of the heads, the hobgoblin's head was decapitated and rolled onto the grass. Then he fell down feebly. Henry froze for a moment and thought: Damn it! This guy rushed up without even saying hello to me. what to do! The injured arm is not suitable for fighting, and the three magic spells every day have been used up. There is no way, only the only spell can be used. After thinking about it, he began to sing in a low voice. The hobgoblins paid no attention to the man standing behind the tree due to Cagan's sudden attack. In a few seconds, Henry successfully completed his spell. "Hypnotism" was released, and the remaining four hobgoblins suddenly felt sleepy, and they all fell to the ground and couldn't sleep.

"Well done, I never knew you were a mage." As he spoke, Cagan picked up an ax and chopped off a hobgoblin's head.

"I learned from a traveling mage at the Red Roll Hotel. You know I've always been smart," Henry explained.

"Yes yes, our little Henry is a genius and has been mischievous since he was a child. I remember when you climbed on the roof and blocked my chimney when you were a child. You actually used ignited turpentine. It made me cough for a week." Kay Root continued to poke the goblin's head while laughing.

Henry scratched his head in embarrassment. "Hey, Kagan, anyway, I helped you a lot just now. Can you not expose my shortcoming?"

"Haha." Cagan laughed and killed the remaining hobgoblins. "Now let's take a look at the spoils. 5 intact helmets are worth 5 gold coins. 2 pieces of chain armor are 50 gold coins. 3 pieces of leather armor, oh! This disgusting smell, I think it will take a good wash later, 6 gold coins There are also a few long swords and a money bag, let me see how much money is in it. Damn it! It’s all silver coins and only 40. Well, we have a good harvest, about 70 gold coins.” The dwarf slowly counted .

"Let's camp here today. After the bonfire is lit, let's clean these things, otherwise no one will be willing to buy them." Henry also suggested a little tired after casting the spell. Cagan totally agrees, but with a slightly different location. No one can stand the body odor of a hobgoblin. Then the two found a place near the river, began to wash the armor and weapons, and caught some fish for dinner.