She straightened up and looked at the bleak winter scene of withering plants outside the glass house.

Few people would have guessed.

In this country bump.

There are also people who, like the aristocrats in the city who like to grow plants by themselves, are so extravagant that they build plant greenhouses with expensive transparent glass, and also use magic circles to keep the plants warm, so that most medicinal plants can be planted in the autumn and winter after October.

This allowed the middle-aged shaman to get the potion he wanted in any season and use it as an experimental ingredient.

There are several such greenhouses.

Even all the soil inside is carefully selected before being moved into it, and plants are planted separately that do not interfere with each other's growth.

Of course, there are some more aggressive varieties that can only be grown on separately spaced plots.

Not far from the greenhouse, a few acres of land have also been cultivated.

It's just that those medicinal fields can only be used in February and March, when the climate warms up.

Sigley's body was still quite thin, and the flesh and skin on her body were still tight, so that she didn't look plump, but at least the complexion on her face was ruddy and healthy.

It's not like when she first arrived, her skin looked so dull and old.

In fact.

She now felt that no matter how poor and remote the rural life was, it was much better than the life she had spent selling in the hands of slave traders.

Neither care about the jealousy of other slave girls, or jealousy of her appearance and joining forces to exclude her.

There is no need to be beaten and humiliated by the noble ladies who are worried that she will seduce her husband, and even the last jealous noble lady will sell her to a low-end club to pick up customers.

interrupted the painful memories she took.

She looked back at the three-story stone villa not far away, where the new martial arts teacher lived on the highest floor, and Siggley herself on the second floor, which was also the "operating room" where the guest rooms were housed and the townspeople were to be healed—what a strange name.

The lower floor is the living room and kitchen, and the basement is rarely allowed to enter.

A quick glance.

She saw wooden shelves lining the basement, filled with all sorts of weird, horrible dried specimens of plants and animals, and some entrails and brains soaked in an amber liquid.

Looking at the item name tags above, it is not difficult to find that all kinds of humans, animals, magical beasts, and barbarian organs are present.

In the other two internal cubicles, there are other dissecting tables and large iron cages for temporary living animals, which seem to resemble the rumored laboratories of some evil necromancer.

If some psychologically fragile fools saw it, they would really think that they had entered the abode of an evil spellcaster.

But.

Sigrid had seen the laboratories of court wizards and some apothecaries, and they were almost full of various human anatomy experiments, so she didn't make any random associations.

Behind the villa is a small gravel road that leads to the top of a small hill behind.

Occasionally, the new teacher would walk up the hill alone, as if to "stargazing at night", saying that he was looking for some familiar location of the zodiac signs.

From the forest trail on the south side of this forest, it is less than two or three kilometers to the town of Caruso.

On a low hill to the southwest, on the top of a low hill stands the local baron's Fort Caruso.

The Master Chan said he didn't like the mundane things in the town.

Thereupon.

He hired the villagers to get some building materials, and used spells such as [Fossil to Mud] to build this stone villa on this forest meadow with his own hands.

This shaman master of the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts seems to have a somewhat eccentric personality, and occasionally says and does some strange things.

Like what.

He often mutters to himself that he has been robbed of some of his lifespan by God, and then he says that when he arrives on this continent, he always wants to see more different "scenery", saying that he doesn't want to pay attention to those idlers and mundane people, and on the other hand, he is obsessed with constantly buying materials and conducting his own various weird witchcraft experiments.

But.

Anyway, he didn't do anything wrong with Sigley, who had recovered her body and was gradually revealing some of her appearance.

Whatever~

She just wants to learn some martial arts skills, in order to wait for the opportunity to return to her hometown to restore the country and save the people.

The martial artists on this continent, except for a few similar lifelong schools that have signed a deed of sale.

Otherwise.

The relationship between master and apprentice is still relatively loose and casual.

After many people have learned their arts, most of them can leave the sect to find their own way, and at the same time spread the influence of their own genre.

So.

Since she didn't need to sign any spell contract with a selling clause, she didn't care about other unimportant details.

"Squeak Squeak......"

On the way back to the villa, a strange scream caught her attention.

It turned out to be the one raised by the new teacher, and I don't know if it was a red-haired monkey or a pet called an orangutan dancing in the treetops.

The monkey is also interesting.

Peacetime.

When Shaman Chen practiced the stick technique there, he would also come out with the branch he picked up and imitate it and wave it with great interest for a while, but he would quickly throw away the stick and look for fruit snacks everywhere to satisfy his cravings.

Not only is this guy very smart, but he also seems to understand some of the continental lingua franca.

Occasionally, he was scolded for a few lazy monkey cubs, but he would pretend not to understand and want to fool the past, and even learned to applaud and please, to escape the punishment of being lazy and lazy in the occasional mischief, and sometimes Higrid couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

For example, now Master Chen is doing some weird martial arts in the glade behind the house.

Then.

In front of him, there are two big tripods side by side, which are respectively placed with high-temperature heated copper sand and iron sand, squatting slightly in both spans, the arms are rapidly stretched out in a chain, and there are thunder and lightning flashes on the two palms, constantly pulling and inserting in the scorching and high-temperature metal tripods, which is Chen Xuyuan is practicing and adapting from the five poisons of Buddhism - Thunder Fire Chasing Sand Palm.

This allows him to become proficient in the process of attaching magical energy to his limbs, controlling the destructive power generated by elemental energy and maintaining the mana output required.

Sometimes.

He would also be on a pile of stone pillars known as the "Five Elements Bagua Pile".

The combination of land flight method, eaves wall walking method, jumping technique, blitzkrieg technique, serpentine technique, tumbling technique and other exercises, the upper body maintains both arms while waving palms and punches, but the lower body is flying and flashing on the stone pillar.

Sometimes it jumps between the pillars, and its steps bend and sway, like a ghost full of phantoms.

Then.

Chen Shaman's body flicked suddenly, his hands, steps, and legs connected with the stone surface, and he jumped up like a snake and went up around the pillar.

Practice to the time of arising.

The trees and courtyard walls around him are all objects of his help.

Chen Xuyuan is like a light jungle ape, leaping gracefully over the trees;

The trees along the way were damaged, and when they were brushed by hand, they were like being chopped with an axe.