Kuz drove the Agui Beast over a sand hill where grass could no longer grow, and some of the grass roots that had been dug up by the hungry orcs were still left on the sand hills, and some of the grass roots were bitter and astringent, and even swollen after eating, such grass roots were usually discarded by the orcs. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info originally supposed to be lush and green has begun to desertify, looking at the four fields, such messy scenes abound.

The old orc Gribaschen looked at the devastated wasteland with prief, and silently prayed to the ancestors for protection, and this wasteland would probably not be able to shepherd sheep for a few years. At first, he saw a stone drum totem symbolizing a shaman hanging from my waist, and a whole walnut in his throat, and he was speechless for a while. Until Kuz explained that it was awarded by the Elders of Gurudin Town in recognition of our outstanding contribution to Gurudin, it was actually a souvenir. The old orc Gribaschen chose to believe Kuz's words and did not dig deeper.

Walking out of the camp outside the town of Gurudin, a long dragon formed behind the Yagui beast, and these days, the beast girls and children in the Laytu tribe finally ate a few days of food, recovered some physical strength, and finally got rid of a sick and languishing appearance when walking. Geril selected fifty strong orcs from the tribe who were good at throwing stone-throwing ropes, organized them, and gave each of them three short javelins made of demon antelope horns, all of whom were strong, well-proportioned and athletic runners. At this time, they carried short javelins on their backs to maintain order in the long line, and managed the entire team of nearly 400 people in an orderly manner.

In order not to suffer the strange eyes that the orc children of the tribe looked at me, I jumped off the Aguimon and chose to walk with them. Miss Qi sat lazily in the saddle of the Agui Beast. It was interesting to see how long I could last. Caterina jumped down and silently walked with me. After coming out of the town of Gurudin, she became much bolder.

From the Star Lake Grassland to the Road to Death. Along the way from Yemeni town to Gurudin's town, my most direct feeling is that I slowly found that my whole body was like a huge and fragile container, which was full of various magical elements from the outside world, although I could only feel the existence of fire elements from these magical elements, but those magical elements were also in my body, gathered on the nodes of my body. When the countless large and small nodes in the body are combined, it is like a complex star map. Among the countless nodes, the mana stored in the top of the head, the eyebrows, the chest, the heart, and the lower abdomen dantian is the most dense, and the mana in my body is growing at an extremely slow rate.

I slowly began to find that whenever I meditated at night, these bright nodes in my body would slowly rotate in my body like a star map in the night. I've asked Kig about her without recovering her mana. Success or failure, how many Pyroscope scrolls can you draw in one sitting? She said about thirty, and I only have two at the moment. That's the gap in mana between me and a level 9 magic apprentice.

Kig said to me, when she was a level 7 magician apprentice. Unleashing a 'magic bullet' skill will almost drain all the mana in the magic pool, which is why the mage apprentices will not have their first magic skill until they reach level seven. In fact, the mana in the magic pool in the body of a seventh-level magician apprentice is just enough to meet the maximum amount of blue consumed to release a primary magic skill.

Later, Kig became obsessed with magical apothecary. Even bent on becoming an inscriptionist, he rarely meditates to increase the mana in the magic pool. Instead, he was obsessed with the manipulation of magic and how to improve his magic perception, and finally even went to the dance troupe to learn dance to increase the flexibility and coordination of the body, so as to stimulate the sensitivity of the body's senses and improve his magic perception, but it did not improve.

There is one thing she didn't expect, that is, she has repeatedly practiced her ability to control magic, which has made her "magic bullet" break through the shackles of the primary level, and when she arrived in the dwarf kingdom, the proficiency of Qige's "magic bullet" skill is already intermediate, although the power of the magic bullet has not improved, but the amount of blue consumption has been greatly reduced. This is also the most incomprehensible thing for me at the beginning, as a seventh-level magician apprentice, why would she release two "magic bullet" skills in a row.

It wasn't until we hunted three demon antelope skins in the northern wilderness that we began to configure moonlight ink day and night to draw the fire-gathering scrolls, and at that time, for Qige, he was promoted to two levels in a row within a month and became a ninth-level magician apprentice. In fact, it is not difficult to understand that reaching the ninth level of magician apprentices not only requires the magic power in the magic pool in the body to meet the requirements, but also requires the magician apprentices to reach a specified level of affinity for their own magic elements, so that they can learn more powerful magic skills. Qige needs to manipulate the fire magic elements in her body every day to mix moonlight ink, and has been increasing the affinity of fire magic elements, until when she was in Gurudin's small town, she successfully broke through the bottleneck of the eighth-level magician apprentice and became a ninth-level magician apprentice, and learned the more powerful "White Flame Technique" in the primary magic skills.

Every two hours, Miss Qi, who was sitting on the Agui Beast, would pull out the failed Frost Scroll from her package, and she gracefully threw a ball of water into the basin.

As soon as I saw this scene, I was a little speechless. I am afraid that it is rare for a magician apprentice who can carelessly treat the moonstone aqueous solution as the sap of the ice grass. This kind of failed frost scroll, let's call it a secondary water polo scroll for the time being, after making the first water polo scroll, Miss Qi was embarrassed to let me continue to do it, even if I didn't add cold ice grass, the cost of a full bottle of milky white ink was also expensive, based on the idea that I couldn't waste it, I drew more than thirty of these magic scrolls in one breath in the middle of the night.

At this time, Grile and Asakusa, the maid beside Kuz, would stand beside the Agui Beast and hold the basin high together, so that Kig could easily put the water balloon into the copper basin. Geril would place a copper basin filled with water on the side of the road, and then climb up to the Atahom to chat with Kuz. The maid sat quietly on the Agui beast, quietly watching the poignant scenery of the wasteland.

The long line of tribal beast girls will silently come up and fill their water bladders. Of course, this basin of water could not fill all the water bladders of 400 people. But not everyone comes to the copper basin at the same time to irrigate water, there are always people who come to irrigate some. Wait until the copper basin falls to the rear. There will be strong orcs with short javelins on their backs, who will pick up the copper basin and send it back to the Aguimon.

...... Beautiful Dividing Line......

By the time they set up camp in the evening, the team had already walked through the most barren part of the town of Gurudin, and on the moor they could already see speckled alfalfa grass, which would have become denser if they had gone further. This spring there was plenty of rain in the wasteland, and there was no major drought, which is a good thing.

With plenty of magic parchment for the distropin, we simply put on the posture of a rich man. Take out the fire-gathering scrolls that had been hoarded in the northern foothills of the wasteland, and every fifty people will tear open one scroll, and let the beast girls of the Raytu tribe gather around the campfire and cook noodles made of black flour and wild vegetable porridge.

At this time, the bonfires in the wasteland often attract nearby orcs, most of whom are hungry orcs who dig wild vegetables for a living, and the orcs of the tribe will not refuse them to come over and cook a bowl of hot vegetable porridge. But because of the previous lesson, that is, the population of the tribe is constantly increasing, and the original black flour is spread on everyone's head less and less. Everyone has starved in the wasteland, dug up wild vegetables, and can understand how difficult those hard days were, so they would be very mindful of the wandering hungry orcs joining in. That would divide the food that belonged to them. At this time, the orcs belonging to the Laytu tribe will sit separately from those wasteland orcs, whether they are the old people of the original tribe. Or the newcomers who have just joined the tribe will invariably resist the foreign orcs. Although they still maintained the most basic wasteland etiquette, their worries could be seen on their slightly nervous faces. When the old orc Gribaschen saw this scene, he couldn't help but lament secretly what had changed the simple hearts of the orcs.

A few of us in the squad occupied a bonfire that had been lit with a fire-gathering scroll, and now with the addition of Geril and the maid named Asakusa, they became popular. As Kig drank the boiled broth and ate half a piece of white bread, she always looked at me and Kuz from time to time, and her eyes were full of suspicion. Of course, she would have suspected that we had been eating in the Kuz family's castle these days in Gurudin, and that it was the most exclusive banquet meal in Gurudin, and to be honest, the meat didn't taste great. Therefore, in the caravan of Leopas, rumors spread that our two brothers had mastered the secret methods of orc cooking, so that they could make such a unique seasoning and make delicious dishes.

At this point, the excuse is a bit self-defeating. The dishes in the castle did not taste so good, but now that she was in the wasteland, in such a humble environment, she could drink delicious broth, which made Miss Qi puzzled.

I leaned back on my baggage roll and closed my eyes, as if I was asleep, because I was a little flustered, I wasn't sure where I felt this feeling, but it was the same feeling I had last time I walked into the northern foothills from Yemeni town. I felt a pair of eyes staring at us from afar in the night, and I reached out and touched the silver-plated shotgun wrapped in my duffel roll, which only made me feel a little more at ease.

Kuz didn't speak again after he had eaten, but silently wiped the alloy bow with a rag, and there were not many arrows in his quiver, ten feathered arrows and five wind wolf's tooth arrows. He once told me secretly that he should replace all his arrows with wind wolf's fangs. I believe it won't be long before his wish comes true.

After dinner, Asakusa, the maid who sat silently beside Kuz, would always clean up the mess first, and she was much more diligent than Katarina. At this time, I think she is not too ugly even if she has a straight face.

The orcs of the Laitu tribe are still with good intentions, and when they see that the soup in the iron pot is about to boil dry, and the beasts of the wilderness are shriveled with water bladders, they will not hesitate to pour the water from their own water bladders into the soup pot, and sometimes they will even grab a handful of salted jerky from their backpacks and secretly throw it in.

The orcs who wandered the wasteland and lived on wild herbs had probably not eaten salt for a long time, though there was nothing else to be seen in the soup pot except wild herbs. But the boiled wild vegetable soup was filled with some salted meat, and the taste was for the long-hungry orcs. The taste is different. The atmosphere around was in the poor orcs who rushed over when they saw the bonfire. After eating, it gradually became warmer. They will also need to ask questions and pass messages to each other.

An orc-girl hugged her sleeping child in her arms, looked enviously at the orc-girls of the Laitu tribe and asked, "Where did you come from?"

The beast girl of the Raitu tribe with three demon antelope horns on her back squinted her eyes, and glanced at the sleeping orc child who had eaten enough and obediently lay in her mother's arms, and her eyes showed a soft gaze, and her tone was not so blunt: "Drowning over there, it's quite far from here, we have walked for a long time to get here." ”

The beast girl with the child in her arms probably didn't know where the drowned was. She had never been anywhere in her life except her own tribe, and it was the farthest road she had ever walked to dig wild vegetables in this wasteland, and she stared at her eyes and thought hard for a long time, but still did not find any information about the name Drowning in her memory, so she could only say: "We are from Laqin, not too far from here." The men had gone to participate in the spring hunt, and there was really no way to take the cubs to the wasteland to find something to eat. It was better a while ago, and I could dig up small beasts like guinea pigs, but now it's not so easy to find some wild vegetables. Where are you going?"

"Over there at Night Wolf Cliff, that's what the elder said. "The female warrior with a short spear on her back obviously didn't know what the Night Wolf Cliff was. It's just that Elder Gribaschin said so, and she simply thought that that place was the place to pass through to get home.

The face of the beast girl holding the child was a little unnatural. When she raised her eyes and saw the short spear behind the beast girl, her eyes lit up and she said, "You are a female warrior?"

The orc girl with the short spear on her back shook her head. He only said, "We are just guarding the tribe, and one day I will become a female warrior." ”

"Night Wolf Cliff. There should be plenty of food over there. But be careful, I heard from the elders of our tribe that the dangers do not exist in the grass, and sometimes they even come to the sky. The beast girl holding the child hurriedly whispered a few words, she didn't dare to say more such words, otherwise once she touched some taboos of the other tribe, it would be terrible, she had just eaten three bowls of hot wild vegetable soup, which was one of the few hot foods after they came to the wasteland.

It's just that she didn't notice me sitting next to me, maybe she ignored me because I was a child. It seems that many of the records on the old Kuru are true. There should really be a group of harpy banshees living on the top of the cliff of Night Wolf Cliff, they should be very careful, there are few rumors about them in the outside world, and the elders of Guruding Town should not know this news, otherwise such orc heretics would have been eliminated by the battle shamans in the Council of Elders.

Kuz took Gerille out to set up a guard trap, and he had been walking for a while, and he hadn't come back yet, which made me a little worried.

A tent was soon set up in the tribe's camp, which was Miss Qi's tent. Almost all of the beast girls of the Raitu tribe were willing to serve Miss Qi, and what was the point of contributing a little physical strength to a generous magician like Miss Qi? Caterina was busy finding a warm blanket from the luggage of the Agui Beast, while Miss Qi took out a handful of secret jerky from her waist bag and distributed it to the children who stood by and stared at her, who seemed to know that Miss Qi would never let them down when she was happy.

A single, rhythmic, crisp sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance, coming from the direction of the town of Gurudin.

At this time, the sunset has been completely submerged in the western sunset, like an egg in a frying pan, and the surrounding light has become very dim. In such a dusk when it was almost nightfall, there were still people riding fast horses to hurry, and they knew that the matter must be very urgent, there must be something happening in Guruding Town, I don't know where the wolf knight is going, so late, if you are in a hurry, you must be careful. As I was thinking this, I saw the Gubolai horse galloping from far and near.

Soon after, Kuz led a knight of the Blood Wolf Clan back to the tribal camp with a solemn face, and instructed the maid Asakusa to prepare some more noodle broth. Seeing the knight of the Blood Wolf Clan with a dusty look, Qige and I also came over. Kuz whispered to us with a solemn expression, "That 'Thunderbird Feather' in the family castle showroom was stolen, just this afternoon. ”

Qige and I both looked at Kuzi in surprise, and we didn't know what to say for a while, but we really wanted to know who was so bold as to dare to steal something from the house of the Great Chief of the Blood Wolf Clan, and as soon as he made a move, he would set his sights on the treasures of the Ku family. Thunderbird's feather', this high-grade magic material containing the power of thunder and lightning, can allow shamans to forcibly upgrade a level, usually the elemental shaman at the peak stage of the nineteenth level, will dream that he can be such a powerful feather, so that when he is promoted to level twenty, there is no bottleneck at all, however, at this time, the knight of the blood wolf clan rode a fast horse to catch up with us, and actually said that the rare thunderbird feather was lost. (To be continued.) )

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