Soth carefully and slowly rode onto the back of the bull-shaped monster, straddled his legs, and sat firmly in the center of the back, and then the monster slowly got up, and Soth was hunched up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, it feels pretty good. "This beast is half as tall as the bison that Soth had seen in Wotan, and it was like a moving hill.

Needless to say, the back is naturally very spacious, and it can almost accommodate a person of Soth's stature, lying directly on it.

The view from the heights is wonderful, and Soth can vaguely see the end of the boundless grassland, as if there is a faint shadow of the city.

"Go that way!" Thor hurriedly grabbed the horn and pointed the monster in his crotch in the direction where he saw the shadow of the city.

"Moo-" The beast called twice, and then began to run in that direction.

"What should I name you?" Soth half-jokingly patted the monster under his crotch, although he could vaguely see the shadow, but there was a saying called Wangshan running a dead horse, and it was not known how long it would take to really reach the edge of that city.

At least Soth didn't think they would be there in a day, and he was idle on the back of an ox, so he wanted to give his temporary mount under his crotch a name, and he couldn't always call it "Hey".

Although it was originally a monster, it didn't hurt to call it like that, but Thor always felt a little unaccustomed to this.

"Why don't you just call you Moo?" It seemed to be a discussion, but it was just a unilateral decision, and Moo Moo didn't have any say in the name of Soth.

"Well, that's a pretty good name - moo, you say yes. The more he screamed, the more pleasing he became.

But fortunately, Moo Moo seemed to have great respect for this strong man who could knock it down with his bare hands, and even cooperated with Soth to "moo" twice.

As if to tell Soth that it was okay with the name.

Soth also happily stroked a long mane on the cow's back, thin and soft, almost like the soft hair on the back of a cat, there is no such strand of hair on ordinary cows.

Thor sighed, should it really be said that it is a monster? In a way, it is much more handsome than an ordinary bison, and it would be nice if he could bring it back to Wotan, maybe it would be really interesting to use it as a mount.

The most important thing is that it's very comfortable to sit on!

Thor stretched and lay back relaxed, looking at the blue sky that seemed to be less than an arm's length away from him, as if he could reach out and pull a piece of clouds, and lying behind him like a big bed that could run, Soth really felt that he had come here at the moment.

There is no such scenery in the Wild Corner - although the scenery is beautiful, but Thor is always in a hurry with a lot of business, and he does not have the opportunity to enjoy such a free moment.

The truth was carried on his back forever, and Soth couldn't help but think of this lazy thought.

But soon he found that the sky was getting darker and darker, and before he knew it, it was already night.

Through the gradually fainting sky, Thor vaguely saw that the shadow of the city that appeared in his field of vision had gradually become clear, and at least he could see a rough outline at this moment, but it was absolutely unrealistic to arrive before it was completely dark.

"Looks like we can only rest first?" Thinking like this, Soth patted the bull's head and asked Moo:

"I said, moo - your usual food is just grass. ”

Although the attitude towards this monster, which can reasonably be called terrifying, is a bit like treating a child, the monsters do not distinguish between these, they only retain their respect for the strong.

Moo understood Soth's words and nodded at him very humanly.

"Ah, then I just need to prepare what I eat, it's so convenient. With this in mind, Thor gave the order:

"Stop, moo. So the hill-like bull-shaped monster stopped, and Thor flipped off Moo's back.

"You just stay here and graze, I'll look around for anything to eat." ”

Moo obediently lay down on all four hooves, just lying on the ground, bowing his head and eating grass, although he didn't know why he suddenly attacked, probably he invaded its territory, or something like that, but after the battle, Moo Moo hadn't eaten for a day.

Seeing the sweetness of the monster's food, Soth's stomach also growled in protest.

"Yes, yes, I'm going to find food to fill you—" With a troubled look on his face, Thor took a step towards the other side of the meadow, and although he said that he would fill it up, it was unknown whether he would find something to eat.

"Ah, it's hard to say, I'm afraid I can only eat grass, right? There's only grass around here, right?" Unlike Thor and Add, Soth's personality can be said to be extraordinarily casual and free compared to the other two clones, and he won't think too much about it.

Although there are occasional IQ explosions, most of the time he takes one step at a time and spends casually, which may also be the reason why the nature of his body is too strong, and it is difficult to inflict fatal damage on him under normal conditions.

Don't look at him hungry now, but in fact, he won't starve to death if he doesn't eat for a year, it's purely a mental effect that makes him have to find something to eat.

Thinking so crankily, Soth had been walking for a long time before he knew it, and the sky, which was groggy just now, was now gradually becoming dark.

"In this case, it seems that I can't find my way back to Moo, it's too dark. Thinking so, Soth was soon relieved again

"Well, it should be pretty good anyway, right? Don't worry about eating something, I'll just find a place to sleep nearby." ”

While thinking like this, he suddenly saw a glimmer of light suddenly lit up in the distance, as if it was a flame from a bonfire.

His stomach began to rumble again, and Soth, who had planned to fall asleep like this, came alive again.

"There's no one barbecuing something in front of you, is it?" he thought about it, and he felt the smell of barbecue in the air.

Travelers roast their prey over a campfire for dinner before they go to bed in the wild, and I wouldn't have had a problem asking them for some, right?

Soth didn't know whether to say naïve or innocent, and his feet were no longer listening to him, and he walked slowly in the direction of the firelight.

"If they don't want to, I can give them money, although I don't have a penny on me, but adventurers are generous people, maybe they won't blame me for this......"

Soth, who was full of nonsense ideas, approached the fire little by little, but there was no smell of roasted meat, but as he slowly approached, there were strange and strange prayer sounds.

"Mnisa-Torrey-Bayekudi-Pa-"

The subtle voices that came from the crowd were the result of the prayers of many people, and anyone with a modicum of common sense knew that it was time to get up and leave immediately, for fear that the people gathered here would either be members of the cult or some kind of bad ass organization performing terrible rituals.

But perhaps carried away by the barbecue, Soth strode into it without paying attention, and asked aloud to the group of black-robed men who were praying in low voices facing the towering bonfire that was burning in front of them:

"What kind of party are you doing, and I wonder if there's anything to give me to eat?" Soth asked, smiling.