"Really?"

"Really!" Hearing the other party's slightly distrustful rhetorical question, Xin immediately nodded heavily and emphasized: "It's more real than real money." ”

"Hmm. The warbringer frowned and pondered for a moment, then pointed to the boiling soup pot and continued, "I'll tell you when I take a sip of soup." ”

"What?"

Xin's face suddenly turned pale as paper: "Why? I'm a human, no, not a big-eared monster." ”

"It's delicious, try it. The face of the messenger of war was always so serious, and he gently opened his head and grinned, "Just take a bite, and you will immediately know what the difference is." ”

"Farewell!"

"Bang!"

Looking at the tightly closed door, the warbringer opened his mouth again and smiled: "It's hard to get such a little broken bones of the dragon, if you don't drink it, I will drink it." ”

Back in his room again, the corners of Xin's mouth were still twitching slightly.

The Warbringer turned out to be a big-eared monster?

And let him drink such a perverted chop soup?

Suddenly, Xin Tie was stunned by the door, knowing that he was a human being, and invited him to drink such a disgusting thing.

Why?

Is it because you know that you definitely don't drink it?

After thinking about it, he immediately turned around and left the room.

When he returned to the outside of the wooden house on the west side, there was still a strange pungent smell? a smell of broth that was not fragrant enough, but had a faint magical scent, slowly emanated from the chimney.

"The old guy is quite a chicken thief!" pouted his lips and came to the door again, knocking lightly on the door three times and beckoning: "Lord Warbringer, I'm back again!"

Then, I heard a chaotic "bang" inside, and the slightly panicked response of the warbringer came to my ears: "Come in, come in." Mankind. ”

"Lord Warbringer. A smile tugged at the corner of Xin's mouth: "I suddenly changed my mind." ”

"It's gone!" the warbringer immediately shook his head and interrupted, "Mighty General, I've already poured out those soups. ”

"Ahem, ahem!" Xin couldn't help but roll his eyes and replied: "Okay, then there is still something to do, go to the king to sit down first." ”

After saying that, he was about to get up and leave, and the messenger of war hurriedly walked around the door and spread his arms: "Wait, wait! ”

Xin, who was just about to get up, immediately sat down again when he saw this. Fiddling with the various crockpots on the table, he teased softly without being salty: "The adults are so smart, they will use this way to deceive everyone." Awesome!

"Hehehe. Seeing that Xin was no longer ready to leave, the war messenger slowly lowered his hands: "That, the matter of soup?"

"I don't drink, don't worry. Smelling the cyan round fruit in the jar in his hand, a strong spicy taste suddenly rushed into his nose, Xin immediately covered it and put it back on the table and shook his head: "But there is a problem below, I need the help of adults to explain." ”

"You say. The warbringer sat down again, opened his mouth and nodded, "Do you want to ask what's in the soup?"

Xin suddenly raised his eyebrows, but shook his head and replied: "This is the second question, the first question is, why did the adults invite me to drink soup just now?"

"Communication magic. Without hesitation, the Warbringer replied, "From the moment the General stepped into the realm, I knew that you were a magician. There was some magic in that soup, and the messenger just wanted to communicate with the general. ”

Xin Wenyan couldn't help frowning: "What does communication magic have to do with soup?"

Without waiting for the war envoy to explain anything, Xin immediately smiled strangely and asked tentatively, "There won't be any psychedelic drugs in the soup, right?"

"Huh?" The war messenger's face suddenly froze, and Xin suddenly narrowed his eyes and nodded, "There are really psychedelic potions." ”

"That, that. "I didn't expect the human in front of me to deduce the process based on all guesswork. Seeing Xin's right hand holding the weapon with slight force, the face of the war messenger suddenly turned green: "General, don't misunderstand, don't be impulsive." ”

"Give me a reason not to be impulsive. Xin immediately nodded without smiling, and slowly let go of his right hand holding the weapon: "As a junior, I want to ask the adult for advice, but you are ready to trick me? ”

"This, that, this. Two drops of cold sweat slowly flowed from the face of the war messenger, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and exclaimed: "Exchange magic, let's exchange the principle of magic now, how about it?"

"This doesn't count!" Xin immediately pursed his lips and denied: "Because you pit me first, so you have to pay something?"

"Huh?" The war messenger subconsciously glanced at the soup pot, and immediately turned back and smiled: "I, what I have here is only suitable for big-eared monsters, you, you are human." ”

Xin Wenyan couldn't help but smile slightly, from the moment he first entered the door, he knew that there was nothing for him to use here. However, in addition to what can be seen and touched, there are also some things that cannot be seen and touched, such as knowledge!

Knowledge knows no borders, not even the world.

And what he lacks most now is precisely this knowledge.

At the beginning, he was holding the identity of a junior, and came to exchange his experience and learn theories. Although superficial knowledge can only be exchanged for superficial knowledge, one plus one will only be equal to two mathematically.

If you get any tips and inspiration from the war envoy in front of you, it will definitely play a huge role in drawing inferences from others.

But the other party seems to treat him as a brainless big-eared monster from the very beginning. How can this kind of behavior that humiliates his IQ be easily perfunctory?

"Simple. Xin smiled slightly, held his chin and nodded: "My lord, as a war messenger, I will definitely not be too embarrassed when I come here." Just say the most basic magical principles of the wasteland race, and it will be regarded as compensation for the damage to my young mind, what do you think?"

The warbringer showed a hint of surprise on his face, and immediately nodded without hesitation: "Okay, thank you, General, but you, can you put away your weapons first?"

Xin Wenyan followed the other party's line of sight, saw the three-pointed two-edged knife on his leg, and immediately nodded with a smile and recited the spell. I saw that the tip of the knife and the tail spike were quickly retracted, and they changed into the shape of an alloy stick again.

"Whew!" the Warbringer breathed a sigh of relief, even though the other man claimed to be a mage and had heard the battle from the other big-eared monsters. But as the only special person in the village who knows magic, he also needs to verify it himself.

Although listening to this human spell, it was not the same as the spell he had been exposed to before. But he had never been in contact with the puppeteer, so he had no choice but to find a reason through brain supplementation: perhaps, this is the puppeteer's spell?

Now that Xin's identity as a mage has been determined, although he feels uncomfortable in his heart, he can only explain it sentence by sentence.

Xin on the other side occasionally pondered and occasionally asked, and after just a few minutes, he nodded with a tangled face and confirmed: "It's over?"

"Hmm. The warbringer immediately nodded non-stop: "It's over." ”