Chapter 50: The Fat Crow

Rob explained in detail as Al, that the Druid Transfiguration is a very unscientific supernatural spell, and it doesn't make sense. Al, who erased scientific knowledge early, was not very difficult to accept.

The most difficult part of the Druid's Transfiguration is not to learn it, but how to adapt to the changed body. How can a human fly, how can he run on all fours, how can he dive into the water to breathe, how can he maintain his mind after transformation. Assimilating oneself into a bird, feather, insect and beast, the world in his eyes is no longer the same, why do so many druids hate humans, is it just because of a problem of philosophy?

There are many human beings in their own right!

Al followed Rob into a crow, stumbling through flight practice. Communicate during breaks. One day, I saw a puff of cooking smoke in the distance.

"Rob, someone! Someone, Rob" Al, who had been living, living, and traveling alone in the forest for months, fluttered his wings excitedly and flew towards the people.

flew some distance, only to find Rob standing in the distance in the form of a raccoon again.

"My friend, it seems that the day of farewell has come. ”

"Ah, aren't you a traveling druid apprentice, unlike the druids who hate humans?"

"It's true that I'm different from the mad dogs, but that doesn't mean we Starch Spencer druids aren't hostile to humans. Although I still have doubts about the teachings of the elders, I have no less evil feelings towards humans than those of the mad dog sects. I see that they can't guarantee that they won't do something that makes them wonder."

"But I... You... ”

"You're a great scientist, Al, and one day you'll come to the Sierra Mountains to talk to me, and I'll welcome my friend with all sincerity. Rob turned and disappeared into the jungle without a second word.

Al grew up with a mouth at a loss, he didn't feel the malice of the Starch Spencer Druid, and he also learned the animal transformation of the Starch Spencer Druid, and he felt that this person was not bad, and he had a good appetite. But he can also see Rob's confusion and indifference to humans at the moment.

Allo sighed in the tree, he was just a young mage who had just begun to travel to pursue his dreams, and he could not comment on the wonderful and colorful worlds.

He flew towards the crowd expectantly, and did not approach blindly.

The smoke is a bonfire, and it looks like there are a dozen adventurers and mercenaries.

Adventurer is an honorific title, not only Matilda, but Barrett himself laughs at himself, and the one who finds ancient treasures and ruins is called an adventurer, and the rest are hyenas begging for life, itinerant laborers and brothels.

It is commonplace to turn your face and swallow black and eat black, and it is a good trick to raise prices and blackmail, and you will be the first to smear oil on the soles of your feet when there is danger.

For example, at this time, it was obvious that two adventuring groups and mercenary groups were communicating, exchanging goods and equipment, and the voices in the tent were debauched, and one man came out with his pants contented, and several other men scrambled to enter. At the same time, several men came in and provoked the scolding of the women, but they didn't come out.

The language they communicate in is the lingua franca and the official language of light for the Empire of Light. The face is not as rigid as that of their northerners, and their bodies are not so burly and strong, probably because the air is humid and the environment is suitable on the southern side.

Al waited until it was almost dark, and the leader of one of the adventuring groups scolded him, and several of his team members reluctantly followed their eldest brother away, occasionally turning back at the pretending to be lazy women.

The female mercenary had the delicacy and charm of the southerners, unlike the tall and bold girls of the north.

The departing adventure group, with the judgment skills taught by the family, has an average level of two to four levels, except for the leader who is a fifth-level warrior who can't see the advancement, and his subordinates are all thieves. Al didn't want to test the detection and counter-reconnaissance skills of the thieves in the field, so he stayed and waited for the obviously weaker group to leave, and followed them to a populated area.

"Horses, they ate a mouthful of fat this time, and they shot so generously. A man saw that the only woman handed over half of the money he received to the captain and began to complain about why it wasn't them who ate the fat.

"Go back and sell the news to Hawkeye, the one who ate Aris's shipment is their Loroko mercenary group, and go to Sunset Ridge," the leader commanded with an expressionless face as he received the gold coins.

"Boss, are you saying that Aris's batch of magic crystal mines was made by a few of them, and we will make a fortune if we catch up with them and make them?"

The coquettish woman leaned on the boss with a blank look, "Fools, with their little strength, can they steal the goods of big businessmen?" ”

Seeing that the boss ignored him, the team member retreated stupidly and no longer bothered his boss's Yaxing.

It's really messy here... He wasn't dirty, and the fat crow that Al had turned into stuck out his tongue and snorted.

They looked like they were doing dirty business, and when it got dark, they walked back with ease, and Al flapped his wings far away.

The Sunset Forest is named after Sunset Ridge, and it seems that he guessed correctly. This is almost the southern border of the Empire of Light.

These men passed by a farmstead, and many domestic dogs barked wildly, and these people cursed but walked away. The peasant households live outside the city, and every family has a dog, and they will watch and help each other in case of danger, but they are not opponents. Moreover, the lord of the city would not spare the murderer who dared to harm the lamb whose people under his rule had created wealth for him

Al stopped following the group. The brightly lit city could already be seen in the distance, and these people had fulfilled their mission.

He is a black household, and he does not have a certificate of freedom issued by the Empire of Light, and now he is caught by the patrol and the sheriff when he enters the city, and he is thrown into the mine. The Empire of Light is full of mines, miners are scarce, and there is a large demand for slaves.

The Empire of Light and the Empire of the Eagle are constantly in dispute on the surface, and diplomacy is cut off, and as a northerner, I am wary of this country from the heart.

At this moment, he began to wonder what to do in the future, a lifetime of crow travel?

Or a druid apprentice pretending to make a living?

Al also traded Ultrasound for some other druid spells, the little raccoon transforms into and the Wild Calls. It's okay to disguise yourself as a first-level druid.

The Empire of Light is located in the forest-filled south, and has the most conflicts with the druids, but it is also the druids who have the deepest communication with humans.

After all, when dealing with crops, the druids of the natural department are the best. Rob told him that the druids, who worshipped the goddess of the harvest and the lord of the earth, were closer to humans and helped them farm in exchange for income.

He turned over the grass to get rid of insects, he had no problem, he could do it with magic tricks, and he had no tricks to ensure the nutrition of the land and the growth of plants.

Lies that will be exposed sooner or later are worthless.