"If you can't do it well, you do it repeatedly... Until you succeed! Losers deserve to suffer, you know?"

The village chief of Barty shouted loudly to the wood elf in front of him who was holding a magic crystal to practice spellcasting, and just after speaking, a wood elf standing nearby failed to cast a spell because of lack of concentration, this scene was seen by Barty, and he stepped forward without saying a word.

"Boom!"

The emaciated wood elf was kicked in the chest, fell backwards on the spot, and fell to the ground for a long time without getting up.

"I've taught you so many times and I still can't learn. Do you have any brains!?"

The expression of the village chief of Barty was extremely hideous, he stood in front of the lying wood elf, bent down and poked his chest with his fingers: "Let me see you fail again, then wait for the head to be blown off by the magic crystal, do you understand?"

"Understood, understood. ”

The kicked down Wood Elf was unusually emaciated. He is only seventeen years old, because he is not rich in supplies, and the chronic shortage of food has made his body as thin as a bamboo pole. But the village chief Bati was unceremonious in his insults and threats.

After standing up again, the emaciated elf endured the fear in his heart, held the magic crystal, and began to cast the spell step by step according to the steps that Barty had taught him before - he gritted his teeth and persevered, and finally endured the pain of the energy eroding his body, and cast a ray of light...

With a bang, Barty nodded and continued his rounds.

The atmosphere of the village has changed rapidly in the last month, and the personality of the wood elves is obviously more conservative and peaceful than that of humans, and "good temper" is not the exception but the norm. But at this time, the village was full of shouting and scolding. Not only the village chief of Bati, but also the wood elves who came here from other villages to "learn" began to become angry.

After each practice, in order to be able to eat an extra bite of broth, the wood elves from different villages often fight hard. At this time, they didn't have magic crystals in their hands, so they couldn't cast any spells, so they could only rely on their fists to decide the winner.

At first, it was pushing, then it escalated to scolding and beating each other, and now, before every meal, they have to do their best to knock each other to the ground before stopping...

In between spell training, quarrels also become commonplace, and occasionally escalate into group fights. But Barty didn't hinder this too much, but faintly encouraged it.

In his words, in the face of the most vicious enemies, only one's own strength is the most reliable. And the will to fight can never be given by others.

"Courage is your confidence in your own strength!"

"Yes!"

After the lecture, the disbanded group slowly left the clearing, and Barty, who was standing there, took a deep breath - he was enchanted by the elemental power of the magic crystal, and when he opened his eyes, the color of the world seemed to change.

He rubbed the green ** crystal in his palm and paced to his treehouse.

At this time, this is no longer a simple residence, in front of the door of the tree house, there is a simple grass hut that he has built out of tree trunks. This is actually his "laboratory", which is different from Elson's, but that doesn't stop Barty from being happy about his work.

The books brought back from the ruins are placed here one by one, and there are so many things left there, and moving here is only the most important part of them. These days, he has been sending people to keep an eye on the ruins, and all the teams that have found and entered have been attacked and destroyed without exception.

This fact made him more and more aware of how powerful the power he was exposed to.

At this time, Barty opened one of the books and continued to make the circle according to the pattern drawn on it. There were no special tools here, and even a blacksmith's shop, but Barty himself had not seen any of those things—all he knew about the powers in front of him came from these books and notes.

Because of this, Barty has this kind of persistence and self-confidence that ordinary people cannot understand. The magic circle drawn by Barty at the moment is extremely powerful, and if something goes wrong after inlaying the magic crystal, the consequence will definitely blow him and the wooden house into the sky. However, Barty, who was born in the "wild road", is not a fool, he knows that his control and understanding of the magic circle is not in place, so it is just a simple painting, but he has never been inlaid with any magic crystals.

"Someday... When I get enough resources..."

Mastering most of the Wood Elf villages has given Chief Barty an ambition he never had before. He thought about those thoughts in his heart, and kept repeating the drawing of the formation diagram vigorously in his hand, and every time he re-depicted it, the accuracy would increase by one point, but he was not satisfied with this, and checked the complicated array diagram in the book over and over again, looking for flaws-Barty himself did not understand the influence of the order and depth of the formation diagram, but this did not prevent the persistent thought in his heart.

When the Wood Elves on the other side of the field were fighting again, suddenly a Wood Elf in a leather jacket came up to Barty and whispered, "Frank said that Brudy went back halfway..."

"These cowardly fellows. ”

Barty narrowed her eyes, "But sooner or later, we'll let those degenerates know what they're doing wrong." ”

"You're a good fruit. ”

"Of course, there aren't many polly nuts you can eat in this weather, Lord Lando, you can take one and try it!"

"It's not appropriate, is it..."

"What's inappropriate, take it, take it!"

Taking a blue fruit from the vendor's hand, the wood elf Lando continued to walk forward step by step. The temperature was already below zero, but the fruit was not frozen hard, and he took a bite with a "click", and the sweet and sour taste mixed with the crispy texture made him squint his eyes comfortably.

In the past, at this time of year, not to mention fruits, you couldn't even eat a few vegetables. Compared with the winters of the past 20 years or so, such a day is simply unimaginable.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to go to the next stall to deduct some benefits, his eyes suddenly certain, and he sped a few steps over: "Nata?!Are you okay?"

Instead of wearing her previous fur, Nata was dressed in plain leather armor similar to when she left the village two years ago. To keep warm, a thick cloak was put on the outside. This made her lose the detached temperament she had before, and Lando was a little nervous in her heart: "I heard that you were seriously injured, how are you doing now?"

"It's fine. ”

Nata was still expressionless, and she immediately changed the subject: "Is the village chief Brudy here?"

"Where are you, go find him, I'll go with you!"

Lando was very attentive, and took out another small wild fruit from his pocket: "Fresh, you can taste it!"

"I'm not eating, thank you. ”

Nata waved her hand and refused, then said, "I didn't look for it." ”

She then looked behind her, Lando's gaze followed curiously, and then his expression suddenly froze on his face, he wanted to say something, but he quickly stopped because of Roddy's "silence" gesture.

"Long time no see, Lando. ”

Roddy greeted politely, as the current "number one" of the Karen Kingdom, he did not wear any fancy clothes, like Nata, he was covered with cloaked leather armor, if there was a difference in details, his leather boots were not as muddy as other mercenaries or vendors, and they were clean as if they had just been bought.

Lando seemed to be choked by the throat for a while, and compared with two years ago, Roddy's appearance had not changed much. However, his peaceful gaze and posture brought great pressure to people because of his current status - thinking that almost the entire kingdom was in front of him in front of him, Lando couldn't help but feel his legs weak...

Originally, the wood elves would not be like this, but after a long time of contact with humans, the suppression brought by the class gap has begun to affect Lando's thinking. Therefore, his gesture of bending down to say hello at the moment is a bit exaggerated: "Big... Hello adults, if you want to go to the village chief, I'll show you the way!"

"I'm sorry for you. ”

Roddy motioned for him to walk ahead, and Lando couldn't help but glance at Nata again, only to realize that the latter didn't pay attention to him at all, but was talking to a stunning-looking beauty behind him. It wasn't until this moment that Lando realized that Roddy wasn't the only one who was following Nata,

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