The bipedal pterodactyl carried Marus and Vitruvius through the firmament and galloped with all his might, and Vitruvius was dragged by Malus in an embarrassing position.

High in the air, Vitruvius howled:

"Young man! Little brother doesn't want to waste it........."

"Good man! Let my little brother go back........"

"Junxiu! If you have something to say, don't be impulsive. ”

Vitruvius howled wildly, and Marus, the blood-drinker, turned a deaf ear.

This loud howl can only be blown away by the howling wind in front of you.

...........

Moments later, the Betsy landed in a dense forest near Bloodhoof Lake, and through the gaps in the leaves, Vitruvius could see faint fluctuations in the lake's light.

Brother is back again.

Brother was abandoned here by the Black Smoke Witch as a wild monster half a year ago, at that time my brother was full of pride, determined to mix in the orc world, but unexpectedly turned around half a year later and came back, I knew that my brother would stay here as a wild monster, and hugged the thigh of the water element, at least my brother was promoted to the third level, and when he was at the fourth level, he would not be sadly urged to increase his physique, and his brother was here to study witchcraft algorithms quietly, maybe the wizard's computing ability also entered the room, mastered the irrational number operation algorithm, and initially had the qualifications to advance to the formal wizard.

That's really........ I knew I shouldn't have left, but in fact, my brother should have stayed.

Vitruvius was so moved by emotion that he suddenly shook his troll head, and after three shakes in a row, he began to sing in orc language:

"I used to be proud"

"Returning with an empty bag"

"The wind of the Bloodhoof Lake, the water of the Bloodhoof Lake"

"Erase the wounds for me"

"Ah......h

"Come back, come back"

"Stop wandering around"

"Ah......h

"Stop singing!" After Marus tied up the bipedal pterodactyl, he discovered that the troll witch doctor Vitruvius had actually touched the scene and sang the sad song of the orcs.

When is this all this, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a line between life and death, where is there still time to sing? Therefore, Malus immediately stopped Vitruvius' orc lamentation, took him in his hand, and then pushed away the grass, and saw Cecilia, the legendary arcanist, sitting cross-legged in the meadow with a sickly face, a gentle smile on her lips.

Cecilia said with a calm face: "Marus, you shouldn't interrupt him, that song is very good, you should let him continue to finish singing, I really want to....... Vomit! ”

Before Cecilia could finish her words, her face glowed green, and she opened her mouth to vomit a cloud of green blood, and the small insects of the dark green snake in the blood made people's scalps tingle.

"Don't worry, miss, this Mr. Vitruvius, he is truly a clever troll witch doctor, and he can really unlock your evil curse." Marus said with an affirmative expression.

Nima ....... When did my brother say that? Brother just pretended to be forced casually, saying that Brother has a talent that Adele admires, uh...... Brother's talent is actually mouth-to-mouth drinking.

"This Mr. Vitruvius, his medical skills are really very good, he just gave me a bottle of ordinary potion that he configured, and he completely removed the poison that Akale's daughter planted on me.........

Vitruvius saw that Malus was about to blow him up as the only person in the world who could compete with the great witch doctor Akale in witch medicine. Nima, how can my brother have the ability to solve any curse.

"Ahem....... Brother can detoxify and treat, but he can't cure the curse. Vitruvius hastened to tell the truth, explaining in advance that he was not capable enough, lest Malus misunderstand that he was unwilling to rescue Cecilia because of his attitude, and that he would have to suffer another meal.

This truth directly chilled the scene, and the face of Marus, who was looking hopeful, instantly turned gray.

He turned his head to look at Vitruvius and asked word by word, "Are you a troll witch doctor?" ”

Vitruvius nodded hurriedly and said, "I am!" ”

He felt that if he hadn't kept it, he would have been directly sucked dry by this third-order blood drinker.

"Will you be able to unravel the poison of Akale's daughter?"

"Yes, yes," Vitruvius nodded again.

"Then why can't you undo the same curse from her?"

Belch....... You're a troll warrior with so strong logical thinking skills, my brother is speechless.

At this point, Marus's troll fangs were about to reach Vitruvius's throat, and Vitruvius had no choice but to reply, "Yes, yes!" Shaoxia is not impulsive, everything is negotiable. ”

After Vitruvius admitted that he could solve the curse, Malus took a step back and said to himself, "Then why don't you understand?" ”

"Oh, I see!" Malus figured out the joint in an instant.

Poof!

Marus fell directly to his knees in front of Vitruvius.

He is a transcendent warrior who regards the battlefield as his ultimate belonging, even if he is equipped with an axe, he is also smiling;

He is a troll blood-drinker who regards being captured as the greatest shame of his life, and in order not to be humiliated by his captivity, he even swallowed a highly poisonous green mango before the battle.

Such a true Predator fell to his knees, and he knelt in front of a troll he despised him;

Kneeling in front of a guy who eats soft rice from a female troll.

There is no greater loss of dignity than this.

It was just to protect or save Cecilia behind him, who was sickly looking and dying.

..........

Somehow, Vitruvius suddenly remembered an incident that happened when he was very young, when he was about seven or eight years old.

His father, Marcus Cook, and his mother, Angra, were drafted into the Kidna Fortress Expeditionary Force, and his education as a shield warrior was left to an experienced veteran of the village.

It was a truly honest old soldier, and Vitruvius had learned from him with a straightforward expression.

On the first day of meeting, the old soldier asked him why he wanted to be a soldier.

What did my brother answer at that time? Belch....... Brother remembered......

……

Outside Fran Town, Tsuchida Village, home of a retired veteran.

A gray-haired old warrior, stroking the head of a little fat man, asked in as kind a tone as possible: "Good boy, tell grandpa why you want to be a warrior?" ”

The little fat man, with his eyes wide open and an innocent expression like a child, wanted to speak, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed back because of the child's shyness.

"Don't be afraid, tell Grandpa out loud." With encouraging eyes, the veteran encouraged Vitruvius as a child.

"I'm here for ......."

"Don't be afraid, kid, speak up!"

Finally, the young Vitruvius shouted loudly in a childish voice: "To pretend to be forced! ”

The old soldier said excitedly: "Yes! You're right, kid, we are warriors to protect the weak! ”

The gray-haired old warrior hugged Vitruvius's young shoulders excitedly, and his eyes were full of tears, as if he had finally found his heir.

As a child, Vitruvius felt that the old soldier's face was particularly straightforward and simple, and he unconsciously began to imitate his expressions, learn his slogans, and practice his skills........