Chapter 62: The Druids (Part II)

After some discussion, my grandfather decided to stay at our house.

However, every few days, he had to go home, because he was still the elder of Duo Die, and he needed to take the initiative in the affairs of the village.

For me, though, it was an unexpectedly good thing.

I can secretly learn druid skills.

Although I already know that the druids are not the strongest.

Although the demon Leo is long dead.

But, after all, this is my childhood ideal, and it is always good to be able to achieve it.

Anyway, I have the blessing of Mother Earth God, so there should be no problem.

So, I began to eavesdrop on my grandfather's teachings to Allen, intentionally or unintentionally.

It's a blessing, it's also funny, Alan has refused to leave his mother's sight since that night, and has been clamoring for his mother to follow him before he is willing to study, and his grandfather and grandfather are a little dissatisfied with his mother's spoiling.

But in the two years of drought, Alan can be regarded as having suffered, and the whole family is such a child who needs to be taken care of, so the care is left to him, and he is really spoiled.

Because Eren was spoiled and didn't study very hard, I could easily hear every word my grandfather said to Alan—because he had to repeat it several times.

Honestly, the whole family is almost listening......

Also, Alan was slower to learn shamanic spells than I had ever learned.

But no one but me will go to their hearts.

Patou and Ian continued their shamanic practice, and even if they heard it, they couldn't learn it.

My mother had already learned a little bit, but like her two uncles, she had average talent and could only learn a little bit. In fact, her archery skills were taught by her grandfather, and the time she killed the red-maned Gadrel, it was her arrow that led Gadrel away.

And the rest of the family has no need and heart to learn.

It's just me, and I'm really taking advantage of it.

With the experience of learning shamanic skills, coupled with warrior training, I already have my own understanding of "learning", and as a result, I am much faster to learn than Alan.

However, I still chose to hide it from my family, especially my grandfather and father, even if they could know this through divination.

Speaking of which, druid skills are very different from shaman skills.

Druids, who originally believed in Mother Earth, were not very sociable with professions such as shamans and warriors, and were a group of practitioners who advocated being close to nature, forests, wilderness, and wild beasts.

The druids did not like the endless destruction and rampant hunting of nature, and their attitude towards animals was one of harmony, but they also recognized that there was a prey and a hunter between all things, and that as long as they did not deliberately create fearless killing, it was the way to balance.

Well, that's what Grandpa told Allen.

Alan didn't seem to understand, and I, too, only seemed to understand.

Presumably, what he meant was that the druids admitted to hunting for food, but if they were full, they should stop killing indiscriminately.

Just like the last time he stopped us to hunt the wild sheep.

As for being close to nature, to be close to the forest, to the wilderness, or even to wild animals, Alan has not yet learned, and I have nowhere to refer to.

At least, for me, in the face of wild beasts, either run away or kill them, get close to them? Probably only Kodomon can make me feel a little close, but unfortunately Kodomon is domesticated and not a beast.

Perhaps, I can communicate with the beast in a shamanic way.

So, I tried my hand at our Kodomon.

I found some time to relax and approached the corral.

After two years of drought, Kodomon has obviously aged a lot, but fortunately, there is already a newborn Kodomon in the village, and there is no need to worry about not having a helper when plowing the fields, but watching it grow old day by day, my mother and sister are a little sad. Especially my sister. Because she's the one who deals with Kodo the most on weekdays.

In addition to plowing the fields and pulling goods, my father and brother hardly touch the Kodomon, and my mother can't take care of it all the time in order to take care of Eren, only my grandfather and sister come to see it every day, but feeding and cleaning are my sister's work.

In her spare time, my sister would take it to the grass outside the village to let off wind and eat some weeds.

During the drought in the first two years, my sister also fed it with hay.

Therefore, it is very close to its sister.

It's just that my sister didn't have the talent to become a druid.

When the Kodo beast saw me coming, it didn't move, it lay slowly in the pen, its eyes half-squinted, its mouth moving, as if it was reminiscing about the grass it had just eaten, and its tail was still wagging leisurely.

I tried to control the nature spirits in the air and communicate with them.

The elemental energy flowed slowly under my control, and a few slightly larger dots of light floated out of the grass it had just eaten, and then I "pushed" it near its nostrils.

At this point, the Kodomon seemed to sense something, opened its eyes, and pricked up its ears to look at me.

Then I saw its soul, the shadow of a transparent Kodomon.

Like those sacrifices trapped on altars, the nature spirits of Kodomon are made up of points of light.

The shadow opened its mouth wide and stuck its tongue out, trying to reach the few points of light.

I laughed, controlled the point of light to dodge, and whispered, "Do you want to eat?" ”

Then I heard the voice of Kodomon.

Its voice was low and deep, and it was not clear: "Give, eat......"

I said, "If you want to eat, you have to be obedient!" ”

Kodomon still said, "Whew...... Give it to me! ”

I said, "I'll give it to you if I'm obedient!" ”

Kodomon said, "Give me food, work!" ”

As he spoke, its body suddenly stood up.

The body and the spirit are largely overlapped, with only a small part occasionally separating.

I said, "Lie down, and I'll give you something to eat!" ”

The Kodo beast didn't even think about it, so it lay down with a "boom".

The whole pen shook a little.

My sister suddenly ran over and said, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" Bihon, what's wrong? ”

When Kodomon saw his sister, he immediately stood up again.

I said, "It's okay......"

But the Kodomon cried out, "Food, food! ”

I sent the dots of light over, and the natural spirit of the Kodomon stretched out its tongue, curled them into its mouth, and chewed on them in satisfaction.

My sister looked at it and said, "Be careful, don't make it sleep with you, it's not easy to coax it if it loses its temper." ”

I said, "It's okay, I'm just going to see." ”

Kodo beast looked at his sister with blank eyes, and his sister grabbed a handful of grass from the basket next to her and threw it in, Kodo beast immediately lowered its head and chewed it, and hummed with satisfaction: "Food, food, good people...... Good guy ......"

My attempt was a failure.

Kodomon paid no heed to my next words.

A few days later, I went out hunting with the hunting team, and tried against those wild sheep, wild deer, wild horses, and bison, but it didn't work at all.

These prey are all terrifying thoughts such as "enemies", "hunters", "killing" and "terrible", and they cannot communicate at all.

Even if I say "if you are obedient, you will not kill"! , which also does not work at all.

I began to suspect that I didn't have druid talent.

Later, I watched that Alan didn't learn much from my grandfather, and I felt a little more comfortable, thinking that it was probably because I didn't have enough time.

Just like when I awakened my mental power, it also took a period of practice and I succeeded without any hope at all.

So, I wasn't too disappointed.

Anyway, the blessing of Mother Earth has made me a shaman and a warrior, and it's not bad to be a both.

With this in mind, I continued to eavesdrop on my grandfather's teachings to Alan.

said that it was eavesdropping, but in fact, it was also standing by and watching the excitement in the open.

Anyway, the whole family is watching, and my grandfather will not object.

That's it, my brother's marriage is getting closer and closer.

And at this time, I was able to communicate with the animals.

It was one morning, and I had just run twenty laps around the village, practicing military boxing in the woods.

To be honest, the so-called military body boxing is similar to the movements of Dad's empty-handed fighting.

I was practicing when I suddenly heard an anxious bird call.

I quickly figured out the source of the sound.

It was a little grass finch.

The grass finch was fluttering anxiously around the crown of a small tree, and its cries were full of anxiety and horror.

The leaf bush is where it nests.

A small gray-scaled snake is climbing up the trunk of a tree, and the target is naturally the nest of the grass finch.

It is said that it is a small snake, but it is actually much larger than the grass finch, no wonder the grass finch is so frightened.

It seems that there are still its cubs in the nest.

According to my grandfather's words, this is just a normal hunt in nature, there is nothing right or wrong, and you should not even interfere.

But we did.

I picked up a rock, threw it in my hand, and hit the snake in the head accurately.

The little snake fell from the trunk of the tree, landed in the grass, and quickly disappeared.

Seeing that the natural predators had disappeared, the grass finch returned to its nest with confidence.

I didn't care about it and kept practicing.

For the next few days, I continued to come here and knocked out two more small snakes.

On the fifth day, I was hanging upside down with my tail on the thickest tree, when the grass finch suddenly flew out of its nest and landed on my horns.

Then I heard it say, "Good man, good man!" ”