"What else can I do, of course, let you continue to tell me how I got along with Charles." Swallowing the last bite of bread, Momoli stood in front of Moslian.

"Okay, I'm Charles from now on, continue to simulate how we get along with each other, and I'll remind you what to do, then, get started."

After saying this, Moslian touched his stomach, "I'm so hungry now." ”

"What does it matter to me that you're hungry." Mo Moli looked like he didn't care about himself.

"Now you should say to Charles, I'll help you find something to eat, this is the fastest way to increase your friendship."

"You're using practice to order me." Mo Moli said unhappily.

"Why, this is training to improve your patience, if you can help me with a stand-in like this, are you afraid that you can't do this to Charles?"

Moslian's crooked reasoning is unexpectedly very reasonable, it may not be possible to fool others, but it can be done by fooling this orc who likes Charles and does not have the slightest emotional intelligence.

"Food, you wait." Before he could finish speaking, Mo Moli disappeared by the window.

Suddenly, Moslian was a little uneasy, always thinking that Mo Moli would do something bad, but the matter had reached this point and couldn't stop her, I hope Mo Moli would be normal and not make anything big.

Soon, about twenty minutes later, Momoli finally appeared at the door, carrying a roast chicken that had already been roasted.

Seeing the roast chicken, Moslian knew that his worries had come true, and he got a roast chicken in a village in less than twenty minutes, but he could imagine how Momoli did it, nine times out of ten it was stealing or robbing, hoping that others would not suspect him.

"I'm telling you, the dean has ordered me not to come near you, and if anything happens again, then I won't have a chance to teach you." Moslian could only say this semi-threateningly.

"Originally, I wanted to teach you a lesson, but I was kind, so I let you go." Mo Moli clasped his hands on his chest and replied, "Don't worry, this is what I bought with money, you can eat with confidence, and you won't be beaten if you don't eat enough." ”

The first sentence also moved Moslian a little, but the latter sentence made him recover his opinion of Momoli, and it is better to keep a distance from this kind of person.

Because her good is only temporary, but her bad will always affect you, and taking the time to build a good relationship with her will do more harm than good.

"Yes, yes, thank you so much." Moseley made a look of gratitude, if this guy hadn't eaten his own food, would he have been able to do this?

But Mo Moli also showed an expression that gave you a lot of favors, which made people very angry.

After eating, Moslian regained his strength, and in the process of teaching Momoli, he found that Momoli's emotional intelligence was really terrifyingly low.

Fortunately, she has a good learning ability, and basically even if she doesn't understand the meaning of doing this, she will write down what to do at this time.

It's like a mechanical teaching method, which is equivalent to telling Mo Moli that three times three equals nine, and she can only remember that three times three equals nine, and she doesn't know how to work around, four times four equals twelve.

In addition to being tired, Moslian also breathed a sigh of relief, if Mo Moli learned too quickly, it would give him no reason to let Mo Mo Li teach him magic.

After two hours of sitcom simulation, it was finally time for Moslian to teach the magic he was looking forward to.

This time, Momoli took it a lot seriously, taught him the basics of how to mobilize magic, and helped him test his magic talent.

Surprisingly, his magical talent seems to be not bad, at least when it comes to learning to move, he doesn't suffer much.

One hour is used to learn magic, and the other is used to practice physical skills and combat practice.

Mo Moli was still merciless, and he didn't spare his hand at all, and beat Moslian to the ground I don't know how many times.

In the most serious case, he even vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were injured.

In less than an hour, Moslian finished the practice and let Momoli leave, and if he continued like this, the injury would make him unable to stand up tomorrow.

Rao was like this, and the injuries he received in two days combined still made him miserable, and he could not continue to fight.

If you continue to fight, you will cause irreparable damage to your body, and it is better to simply learn magic these days, and it is better to learn a healing technique first.

Sister Maria of the convent has healing magic, and when the people in the village are seriously injured, they usually go to her for treatment, maybe they can go to her to teach themselves.

However, at present, it is best to secretly ask Sister Mary to help him heal his injuries, otherwise it will be impossible to wait for the injury to heal, without ten days and half a month.

On his way back to the monastery, Moslian met Gagro, the little bully of the village's children.

At the previous party, Gagro still remembered that Moslian had embarrassed him, but his family told him not to provoke Moslian, and Moslian and Charles seemed to have a good relationship recently.

Although he was reminded, Gagro had always been used to being an overlord, how could he be afraid of Moslian, who had always been cowardly.

Despite the dissuasion of his family, Gagro rushed straight towards Moslian and smashed his huge fist into Moslian's head.

If this punch really hits Moslian, I'm afraid I will lose a few big teeth, or the bridge of my nose will have to be broken.

Gagro punched angrily, and when he arrived in front of Moslian, he suddenly passed by and was dodged by Moslian.

Gagro's fists are powerful, but they are much slower, and a duel of this intensity is just what Moslian needs.

Moreover, the wounds on his body also needed an explanation, and it was just so that the solution to all of them was sent by Gagro together.

Dodging Gagro's punch, Moslian did not hesitate to punch him, but the pain in his body made him frown, and his speed and strength were reduced.

The punch was easily dodged by Gagro, and Moslian's resistance made him, the child king, extremely angry, and in order to keep his title, he punched again.

Punch after punch attack, but not a single punch hit Moslian, a fist of this speed, in front of the current Moslian, it seems to be several times slower.

Although the physical fitness has not kept up, but relying on this insight, it is easy to dodge the attack.

Since the strength can't fight, then the only way to use skill, Moslian swept the hall and tripped Gagro to the ground at the right time.

And took the opportunity to ride on his back, and pressed his hand, and the slight twisting hurt that Gagro let out a pig cry.