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"I'm going to see the buildings in the village, what about you?"

"I'll just stay here ( เน‘ล _ ลเน‘ )......"

It's another unhappy tone, forget it, let Sena think about how to face the village chief.

Senna had been in that state since she stepped into the village, no, before she entered the village.

I've always been a happy fool, what the hell did she say to make her so uncomfortable, and that kind of question came to my mind again, but the question couldn't be answered.

If you can't get an answer, you don't need to force an answer, anyway, I'll know the reason when I meet the village chief.

Hopefully, Senna will face it with a stupid attitude, and it wouldn't be nice if she still had a sullen expression.

Originally, I went out with all kinds of thoughts, but once I walked around for a while, those thoughts disappeared, and instead of memories of the past, those roadside buildings were outlining the things in memory.

Overall, I guess I haven't forgotten the village, and I can remember the situation in the village just by walking around.

I comforted myself as I walked on the road, and the clarity of my memory dissipated a certain sense of fear in my heart, but what puzzled me was the situation in the village, and there was no one in the huge village.

My head suddenly began to faint, it was not very dark, and the sun was still shining in the sky, but it was dark before my eyes.

Holding my forehead to stabilize my body, the coordination between my limbs was inadvertently disrupted, and I stumbled and fell to the ground.

When I got up, I felt like I had fallen somewhere, but I couldn't remember it when I thought about it.

I stumbled forward along the way, and before I knew it, I came to a meadow, and in the middle of the meadow stood a boulder.

The boulder was just the right size, I remember sitting on it in the first place, ah... It was a few days before I left the village, when Senna condescendingly invited me from this stone......

Leaning against the boulder and sitting down, I took a deep breath.

The breathing soothed the feeling in my head, but as I breathed a sigh of relief, a gaze was on me.

"Looks like he's recovering well, stinky boy."

(This tone is so familiar......)

I looked up at the man who was speaking, he had a very conspicuous mustache on his face, he was only two-thirds my height, and his muscles were perfect in that body.

"Grid... Lu, An?"

"Looks like you kid hasn't forgotten about me yet."

With a wrinkled smile, the bearded dwarf patted me on the shoulder, unlike Selleaf's heavy palm, Gruan's palm was not very large, and he didn't use a lot of strength on it.

"Since you're back, then Senna should be back too, right? Where is she now?"

"Senna's words, it should be in ...... right now"

I tried to remember the map of the village, but the swelling pain took the opportunity to attack again, and I subconsciously covered my forehead.

After a while, my words got stuck in my throat, and Gruan noticed something strange about me, and half-crouched to check on my condition.

It's still the inflow of magic, why is it still, because I feel like I've done this before.

"It's not a big deal, but I just feel like the magic is starting to rise, is it magic poisoning......"

The muttering Gruan frowned, and judging by his tone, my situation didn't seem to be a big deal.

"Just release a little bit of magic, do you still have the strength to release skills? Try to release as much as you can. โ€

"'the line'!"

One chant manipulated multiple threads, and even then the feeling of swelling and pain still lingered in my mind, so I intensified my efforts to manipulate the threads, trying to make the threads perform difficult acts.

The magic is drawn out like a cocoon, and the silk thread occasionally emits a light wrapped in magic, but it always disappears in an instant.

As the mana continued to drain, the feeling of swelling in the brain began to disappear, and it was an extremely pleasant feeling, as if the excess matter in the body had been completely dissipated.

The constant movement of the fingertips to manipulate the silk threads stopped, and it seemed that there was no need for the fingers to participate, and the magic alone was enough to make those silk threads move, and I felt that I increased the magic output again.

The consumption of mana is like the consumption of physical strength, the consumption of mana by silk threads is very slow, and under the manipulation of several silk threads, the loss of mana has only just reached a critical point.

With a breath of air, I gripped the dagger tightly, injecting mana into the dagger at the same time, and kept going on and on.

Finally, at a certain point, the mana extracted by the "Exercise Line" no longer became so slow, but proceeded at ten times the speed before, and the manipulated silk thread also changed with the will.

Haha exhaled again, the swelling pain in his brain disappeared completely, and the silk threads were dyed pitch black at a certain moment.

The name "" is imprinted in my brain, and it is as natural as breathing, and so is the acquisition of skills.

The last time I gained the skill was in my sleep, and now, the skill "" is imprinted in my brain when I am awake.

"It should be fine."

"Well, I don't feel bad, thank you... Master?"

"It's just that I taught you something, so that the master is too inch-oriented, right? Just call me Gruan. โ€

The dwarf snorted in front of me, and his pale mustache shook as he spoke, and it looked like an elf-looking little old man shaking his beard, and my smile burst through the defenses.

Seeing that I burst out laughing, the bearded dwarf struck me on the head, and his beard trembled with anger.

"Stinky boy, you're laughing at my beard again!"

I was discovered, but it was really funny, the beard was half of my height, and every time I spoke, it shook with my mouth, and the shaking amplitude was almost more than my height.

My silence provoked Gruan's displeasure, and he forcibly grabbed me by the collar and pulled me up, looking at me with an angry gaze.

"You weren't so skinny before, and your personality has changed too much after going out for a few months, so it seems that you need to learn a lesson."

"Lesson or something...... There's no need. โ€

Sneaking a peek at Gruan's expression, but the huge beard almost encompasses the entire face, and it is impossible to see the face clearly.

"Now that I'm back, I have to keep up with the training again!"

In an unquestioning tone, Gruan let go of his hand.

The body is weak again, and the magic power has just been released too much, and it is close to overdraft by accident, so there is not much physical strength left.

What a disaster, suddenly there was a problem or something.

In the face of my body's weakness, I had to let my body collapse beside the boulder, the pleasant wind swept across my cheeks, but the beard on Gruan's face with his back to the wind was still driven by the wind and kept swaying in my direction.

Although he clasped his hands on his chest and made a strict posture, when his beard was blown by the wind, his body still unconsciously swayed with it, merging with the rhythm of the wind.