The night is still long. Atta must hurry. Because no matter how long the night will usher in dawn, dawn is not her friend, at least not this time.


    The female swordsman checked the sword on her waist, made sure that vlaklag''s scabbard was wrapped with a cloth curtain enough to hide its reflection, and then tightened her belt.


    At this time, she was not wearing the clothes they bought from galloping city with cheese, but a black night clothes with grass leaf patterns. This suit is covered with a short cloak, and some scattered cloth strips are added at the waist, in order to dispel people''s outline and make the wearer better hide himself in the dark.


    "This is your net hat. I''m sorry to do this, but your beautiful hair will become an overly eye-catching target."


    The old woman handed over something similar to a hair pocket. It is composed of a very fine mesh, which can completely bind the hair near the scalp, and minimize the probability of small chestnut being detected in the dark.


    As for why not use a hood? That''s because the hood not only provides complete shielding, but also blocks the line of sight.


    "Thank you."


    Atta took the net bag, studied its usage a little, and then put it on her coiled hair. The net bag and the night clothes on her now came from the mouth of the old woman.


    Yes, it''s not a hand, it''s a mouth. If you see the spider like body below the waist of the old woman, it''s not so puzzling, is it? Spiders have always been regarded as one of the most dexterous weavers among animals.


    As for the woman''s specific name as a goblin, there is no exact title. This is not because her species are too rare. On the contrary, spider creatures with human characteristics are not rare in legends in various regions. They are gentle or dangerous. They have almost no other characteristics except spider like abilities.


    In this case, it is difficult to determine whether they belong to goblins or not, let alone to classify and name them in detail. Don''t forget that evil spirits or other magical creatures may also have similar appearance, and their appearance is not their patent. Moreover, people in this era can''t even distinguish the types of spiders, not to mention Spiderman?


    There are many similar situations, such as those with bat wings, lizard like scales, and even fish like tails. The shape of goblins in the world depends partly on their original appearance and partly on what materials the world can provide them.


    With luck, there will be no big change between the two. For example, cat goblins will not have any difference in appearance when they cross the two worlds. However, it is clearly a creature like movable armor, but after coming here, it has become a puppet like existence driven by magic, which is also a matter of no way. Therefore, it is often that the appearance of goblins is similar to or even coincides with some existing in the original world, and then they are confused.


    Moreover, classifying goblins is also a human practice. For goblins themselves, they are more willing to call each other''s names. Names are what an intelligent creature should have, and the name of species is more suitable for beasts.


    The female swordsman buttoned up her chest and finally checked her equipment. The goblins around her, including umala, showed worried expressions, but none of them came forward to stop them.


    They understand that what atta is doing is in line with her previous plan. At least on this road, she is doing the right thing. In today''s situation, the right thing is inevitably accompanied by risks, and we can''t stop because of worrying about the consequences.


    "I''ll go out and explore the situation of the mages. You continue to dig the tunnel with the knocker. Remember, you are the hope of everyone here than what I''m doing." Atta patted the hairy forelimb of the Crypt Lord and said lightly.


    "Don''t worry, your highness, your will is our will." Umala''s response won the recognition of the surrounding goblins. They nodded and said yes, looking at atta with hope.


    It''s not surprising that atta won their love not by blood, status and so on. Now she can call the name of each goblin. Except that the identity of the active armor is occasionally confused, she can easily distinguish the difference of the beard shape of each rapper.


    This is not because she has outstanding memory or superior insight, but because she has carefully remembered every goblin here, not as a tool or number, but as a living individual.


    She couldn''t tell why she was so involved in this almost suicide action. She just thought it was right, so she did it.


    "The entrance is safe, your highness. Please start as soon as possible." The goblin in charge of keeping the wind shouted to his companions inside. Atta nodded, jumped lightly twice, then lowered her body slightly, suddenly accelerated her speed and rushed to the hole.


    The long lost night wind blew her skin, and her sky blue eyes were like dusty gemstones in the dark. She squatted half at the mouth of the cave and watched the surrounding situation vigilantly. The imaginary magic and mage did not appear. It was safe here.


    The sole covered with spider silk will not make a sound when walking. Spiders can spit out many kinds of silk thread, which is not sticky, so it will not hinder the action of female swordsmen. The magic sword also cooperated in the scabbard without collision, as if it knew the current situation, dormant quietly, waiting for the moment when it had to fight out of the scabbard.


    Atta hopes that moment will not come, at least not tonight.


    The exit of the cave is behind a small mound, which is high enough for umala to hide her body, but it is too short for a human. Surrounded by a foot high lawn, she had to move quickly to a shelter.


    The light of fire is particularly bright at night. It is the life school mages who are tirelessly destroying the cave excavated by umala. Fortunately, the goblins in the cave in the front have already moved and they won''t catch anything.


    The mages'' hesitation gave the crypt lords the opportunity. If they were so energetic at the beginning, umala would not have the opportunity to make so many holes that are difficult to distinguish between true and false. But even so, the advantage is still on the human side.


    "Hoo..." the wind blew the flame tongue on the torch, lengthened it and lit up the place that could not be lit. The faint fire reflected the shadow of the female swordsman. It was very light, but it was enough to arouse vigilance.


    "Who''s there?" The mage holding the torch raised the torch to increase the range of illumination.


    There is no escape. This is a flat lawn. Even the most exquisite night clothes can''t really integrate people into the night, unless it is a magical creation.


    "Meow." A flower cat crossed atta''s side, ran into the range of the fire, and then disappeared on the other side. The female swordsman seized the opportunity to roll forward and opened the distance between herself and the mage.


    "What''s the matter?" "Nothing, it''s a cat. It should be frightened." "Ah, I said I shouldn''t have cats to catch mice. Now the mice are gone, but they are everywhere."


    ATA leaned against the fence, listened to the dialogue between the mages, and silently thanked the flower cat who saved himself. The next second, a furry paw rested on her shoulder.


    "Shh."


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