After a morning, Goron, under the command of the magician Blackjack, managed to put together a small space in this one of the best garbage heaps, and Blackjack picked out a few props that he thought might come in handy.

"I think you already know that as a magician, I don't know magic, I don't know magic, I don't know how to fight, and the only thing I can rely on is a bunch of deceptive tricks and these inconspicuous props. ”

The magician paused for a moment, as if to see if there was hidden contempt and contempt in Golon's eyes, or worship and anticipation, but he was disappointed, and there was only calm and concentration in Golon's eyes.

"Hey...... Has anyone ever said that you are really boring?" the magician shook his head, and continued: "Actually, my first lesson has already been completed, you have finally learned to use your brain in the process of picking sand and sesame seeds, and by the way, your stiff and clumsy palms have become a little more flexible and precise, and this is the necessary foundation for becoming a magician." As for the second lesson, let's guess a riddle and guess how much I have hidden on me. ”

Speaking of this, Blackjack first paused, then raised his hands and turned around in front of Goron, as if to let him see that he really didn't have anything hidden on his body, just at the moment when Goron nodded to confirm, Blackjack turned his palm over, and took out a dwarf firearm out of nowhere, and pointed the muzzle of the gun directly at Golon's head, before Goron could react, Blackjack's palm loosened, and the beautifully decorated and well-made flint pistol had fallen to the ground.

Goron had seen many of these weapons in the village, and he knew their power very well. While this thing is almost no threat to an adult ogre, no one likes to have a gun pointed at their head up close.

But just when Goron secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't see any movement in Blackjack's palm, and another flint spear appeared in his hand, the muzzle of which was still pointed at Golon's eyebrows. Then the magician's hand loosened, and the spear fell to the ground, and with a flip of his palm, it was another spear

Blackjack remained almost motionless, relying only on the movement of his palms and wrists, he conjured a dozen pistols in a row in front of Goron's eyes, and then he took two steps back, took off his hat and bent down to Goron, and the moment he stood up, a dozen white doves and three rabbits came out from behind him and flew up and down the tent, and in addition, two fist-sized steel mines that had not lit the fire twist rolled to Golon's feet

"See?"

Goron nodded, then shook his head. The magician had just done something, and Goron naturally saw it all, but he couldn't understand how it was possible to fit so many things on Blackjack's body, these guns, these small animals were enough to fill a large box when they were put together, but when Blackjack turned around and let Goron observe, there was obviously no conspicuous bulge on his body.

"This is one of the essential skills of a magician," Blackjack continued to say to Goron while still conjuring up playing cards, silk scarves, flowers and other small objects out of thin air in his hand. You know, if you want to play magic well, then all kinds of props are essential, the more props you hide, the more hole cards you have, the more things you can do, but you can't let others see that you have hidden props, this is a contradiction, so what you have to learn today is how to hide these props on yourself without being noticed by others. ”

Blackjack placed a few fist-sized knick-knacks in front of Goron, and then instructed him on a few simple techniques and precautions for hiding things on his body, and then made Goron start hiding them on his body. When Goron tried to do it, Blackjack ran to the tent door, looked around, and shouted, "Hey...... That who, who, don't look at it, it's just calling you, come over to me, I have something to do with you. ”

Black Jack came in with a fairy tale apprentice ranked in about thirty, and he walked in with some trepidation, and saw Black Jack say to him nonchalantly: "Now, I'll give you ten seconds, you have to find five little things from this kid, and every time you find one, you can whip this kid hard, but as long as you don't find one, then he will whip you hard, do you understand? So, now, the timer begins."

The children in the training camp know that the official members of the fairy tale circus rarely joke with them, and if they are not executed well, they will also kill if they are not executed well. So the kid immediately groped frantically on Golon's body, his movements were rough and clumsy, not only did he not pull down any part of Golon's body, but also used extremely heavy force, so that little Golon, who had an ogre physique, couldn't help but pout. Despite the fact that the name of the evil sorcerer of Goron has spread, and it has become common knowledge among the apprentices to cherish life away from Golon, Golon's intimidating power is clearly not comparable to that of the official members of the fairy tale.

Eventually, the kid found a total of four small things on Golon.

Goron received four lashes, and the hapless boy received one.

When the whip was drawn, there was Blackjack supervising on the side, naturally no one left their hands, this long whip made of skin of the magic sand lizard was pumped to the flesh is a deep blood groove flesh groove, if you don't take off your clothes, then the skin and flesh will even stick to the fibers of the clothes, and the pain will be doubled directly when dealing with the wound.

After the first round had passed, Blackjack told the kid to go out and rest for a while, then came back half an hour later to continue the game.

Ignoring the hapless trainee who left with a bitter face, when Goron looked at the black magician intently, the latter looked at him suspiciously, and said, "What's the matter? Why don't you hurry up and practice and see what I do?"

Goron hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, Mr. Blackjack, I just want to know when the rest of the hiding skills can be taught to me?"

"Huh~~~? You haven't learned it yet, but I've just taught you everything I can teach. ”

"What?" Goron knew that practice makes perfect, but he was still very sure that it was impossible for Blackjack to hide a box of things without being noticed by the little trick he had taught him.

Looking at Goron's questioning gaze that was not disguised at all, Black Jack smiled, but his face suddenly became stern: "Do you know the three commandments of magicians?"

Seeing that Goron shook his head, Blackjack said in a rare stern tone: "First, you must not teach others magic at no cost, second, under no circumstances should you disclose the secret of magic, and third, you must not perform the same magic trick in front of the same audience. In other words, I don't have any reason to teach you and me what I really do. In addition, magic is much more cruel and ruthless than magic magic skills, as long as those things are useful, even if they are passed down for thousands of years, they will not be outdated, but a magic trick, once the secret is cracked, it is worthless. However, no secret can be guaranteed to never be leaked, so the only way to do this is for the magician to keep creating new magic tricks. A magician who doesn't know how to think and innovate has no future at all, so if you want to improve, you can only rely on your own ability to perfect the hidden arts I taught you, if you think you can get results easily and directly from me, it is very wrong. ”

On that day, Goron and the hapless boy played a total of seven games, and as Goron mastered those techniques and tried to improve them gradually, by the last time he was able to take a single whip.

All night, Goron was groping and trying, but the next day, when Blackjack grabbed random people from outside the tent to help Goron train, it was Lukla with a smile on his face who came in.

When pumping these five whips, Lukara used all his fighting energy, and the first whip almost killed Golon, and then Goron had to completely activate the ogre's racial talent to barely carry it, and then exhausted all his magic power to use the secondary healing wave to heal the injuries on his body. Blackjack saw this scene in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, but he didn't play a second game that day.

Goron knew that Lukla wanted to die on his own.

He had been outside the tent since the beginning, and he would naturally find him when he waited for Blackjack to find someone, and he was also a single-digit trainee with his own master, so it was not difficult to know the secrets of the primary cache. And Blackjack obviously saw it, judging from the fact that he didn't stop Lukla today, but he didn't continue the game, he shouldn't be Lukla's accomplice in this matter, otherwise as long as he played several games in a row, Goron would be cornered.

However, Blackjack obviously doesn't intend to pursue Lukla's cheating, let alone protect Goron in the slightest, and if Lukla still uses this method to find Goron tomorrow, then he will probably just sit by. The reason why he was able to resist today was all because Lukla didn't expect Goron to have such a strong defense, but if he appeared again, then he would inevitably come up with a way to crack Golon's defense, and at that time, Golon, who could only be beaten, would naturally have only one ending.

Bear?

Or die?

For the whole day, Goron pondered how to do it. He racked his brains to try to shove these little things into himself, but Goron knew that in front of Lukla, who knew the secrets of the hidden objects, it was impossible to hide them perfectly overnight unless Blackjack was willing to teach him a higher level of hiding skills.

so

Sure enough, I had to kill.

Kill Lukla and get a head start on him before he plots to kill him tomorrow.

Now that you've decided what to do, the next step is to think about how to do it. About Lukla, Goron doesn't know anything except that he is the eighth ranked trainee, he doesn't know his true strength, he doesn't know his combat profession, and of course he doesn't know why he can't get along with himself and make trouble for himself, but this is not the point, Goron knows that human society is very complicated, and it's not something that he, an ogre, can figure out, anyway, as long as he kills all the guys who make trouble for him, naturally there will be no new trouble.

This is the logic of Golon's current thinking.

However, Goron knew that with his current self, a head-on battle would definitely not be the opponent of Lukla's single-digit elite, and the time was short, only one night, so assassination became Golon's only option.

Eventually, Goron decided to carry out his assassination plan at the darkest of nights tonight. Lukla's tent Goron knew where it was, and he didn't want to startle the snake, so he hid in the tent and waited for the night to fall while continuing to study his hiding arts.

The biological clock set in his body woke up Goron on time, and in the darkness, Goron opened his eyes, since receiving the gift of the Demon King of the other world, the darkness could no longer blind Goron's eyes, which is one of the reasons why he chose to use assassination to solve the trouble.

Although he had woken up, Goron did not rush out of the tent, but sat quietly on the ground, adjusting his physical condition to the best. He didn't need a weapon, as long as he could sneak into Lukla's tent, find the Death Thread on his body without any sound or murderous aura, and then disintegrate him directly, and then destroy the body and cover up the traces.

A plan of action was hatched in mind, but somehow, Goron felt as if he had forgotten something.

Goron didn't put this thought aside, knowing that at such a critical moment, forgetting any detail could lead to his own ultimate failure.

Goron thought seriously for several minutes before it suddenly dawned on him, where were the few little things he had been holding in his hands before?

Goron had been thinking about how to hide them from being seen, it had nothing to do with Lukla, it was just the homework he had to complete in order to become stronger, and Goron remembered that he had been trying to shove them into his muscles until he went to bed.

But what about those things? Goron first ruled out the possibility that someone had taken it from him, because there was something on his mind, he slept very lightly, and would wake up at the slightest disturbance, let alone take away from him these few things which he valued so much at present.

So where exactly does the stuff go?

After confirming that he was not around, Goron subconsciously observed his hands and arms, and suddenly, Goron noticed that on his forearm, a lifelike tattoo slowly appeared, which was a fist-sized music box, which was one of the five gadgets that Goron had been studying on his hands.

The tattoo is so realistic, with a three-dimensional effect of light and shadow that from the front, it almost looks like the music box rests flat on Goron's arm.

With a move in his heart, Goron reached out and touched the tattoo on his arm

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