The wounds on his cheeks didn't bother for long, but after the ceremony, Fatuma gave him a stinking scarlet herb, numb and itchy, but surprisingly effective, and in less than a day, the wound was basically healed and he could speak normally. I don't know if it's because of the elven herbs, or if the life in this world is inherently self-healing.

Officially becoming a samurai, Muhadi was busy for a while, learning all kinds of etiquette, as well as learning the combat methods and orders of the Scorpion tribe. A stick is now fastened to the door of the house where Muhadi was staying, with his only trophy inserted into it.

Fortunately, thanks to a small fortune from the ancient ruins, Muhadi now has no worries about making a living. And the capital is sufficient, and the income earned by currency is also increasing, and now he can earn several gold coins every day on average, which is a lot of money. But the headache is that in the tribe, there is no money to spend.

This is because the output of the Buraku people is actually very simple, and there are basically no commodities. The merchants who came and went mainly carried goods to supply the needs of Tyre, not necessarily what Muhadi wanted to buy. In fact, due to the backwardness of the retail channels of goods, most of the people in the tribe have to explain what they need to buy to the merchants who pass by the tribe first, and then wait a month or two for them to pass by the tribe again before they can get it.

Muhathir wanted to buy some books from this world, but he couldn't do so. Books are scarce in Attas, and most people are illiterate, so few caravans bring books out for business. When Muhadi himself traveled to Athas, the possessed body carried a book, but unfortunately the text on it was neither elven nor human, and no one in the tribe could understand it.

The week is fleeting, and soon it's time for psionic training again.

Muhadi did not go to the bazaar to make money that day, but stayed in the house by himself, concentrating on feeling his new spiritual energy and all-round spiritual insight.

Just as he was immersed in the perception of everything around him, he suddenly noticed that someone had approached his room, and in front of his spiritual insight, this person seemed to be obscured by a shadow, blurred. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't spy on the other party.

A pretty figure appeared in front of the door, causing Muhadi's eyes to widen.

The person who came to him wore a well-fitting gray-black robe, which completely set off the delicate figure. A small nose bridge, turquoise eyes, and a sweet and narrow smile. But it is not who Muhadi's classmate Aisha is.

The girl stood still in the doorway, waiting for Muhadi to say yes before she dodged in.

Muhadi never thought she would come running to her, plus she had just come out of a meditative state and was a little sluggish. Aisha seemed to be mistaken, and asked with some hesitation:

"Why, am I not welcome?

Muhati politely denied it, spread another rug on the floor, and invited Aisha to sit down.

The girl sat on her lap stiffly, looked at the furnishings in the room casually, and commented: "I didn't expect you to live in such a simple place, almost only a tapestry." Then he looked at the wound on his face and said, "You know, Muhadi, you are easier to find than I thought, I asked a few random people, and they all knew that you were a new warrior." ”

Muhadi's hearty smile even touched the wound. He was also not humble, and calmly told the girl about his previous encounter with Shajiao, and later the experience of the ancient elf ruins. When it comes to thrills, Aisha listens to them with relish and ripples.

“...... I also got a share of the property excavated from the ruins, which was worth hundreds of gold coins. And my previous exploits have made the chief finally recognize me as a samurai. ”

"Well," said Aisha, "that's good news." ”

"Why did you suddenly want to come to me?" Muhati asked casually, "Why are you in such a hurry to come to me?

"Come out with me, I have something I want to talk to you about. ”

To be sure, Aisha is a peugeot beauty, and if it had been on Earth before, Muhati would not have turned down such an invitation. But since he came into this world, he has been a lot more careful.

"What's the matter?" Muhati frowned, a guess popping through his mind. "It can't be that Master Lyra sent you, right?"

"Are you scared?" Aisha asked.

"Fear kills the ability to think, it is a latent grim reaper, and it completely destroys a person. Muhadi recited fluently, "I will tolerate it, let it pass through my heart, through my body and mind......"

“...... When this qiē has passed, I will open my eyes in the depths of my soul and examine its trajectory. Aisha joined in and recited together. "Fear is like the wind, the wind passes without a trace, only I am still standing. ”

After speaking, the two of them glanced at each other and laughed in unison.

"Looks like you remember what Master Lyra taught you very well. Aisha said lightly, "I don't see that you are still an exemplary apprentice." ”

"It's better to be an exemplary apprentice than to be seeded by a mental demon. Mohathir said.

Aisha glanced sideways at Tyrion, who felt uncomfortable, as if she had some sort of trick in the other's hands. "Okay, it's true that Master Lyra has something to do, but I want to talk to you about it too. ”

"What the hell is going on with Master Lyra?" the two walked out of the stone house, through the bustling bazaar, and came to the outskirts of the tribe. Along the way, many elves saluted Muhathir politely, and the guards had no intention of stopping him from leaving the camp. "Why did you send you to me?"

"Listen to this. Aisha took out a ball made of marble, about a palm square, and Muhati took it in his hand, not knowing what to do.

"It's a sensor ball that can be used to memorize a memory, or a thought, an idea, and is often used as a device for remembering events or delivering messages. Because the heart is different from person to person, this kind of message cannot be forged. The message left by the Master is here, and you can use your psionic energy to find out what's going on. ”

Strange, Muhadi thought, he had just realized psionic probing a few days ago, and this was where it came in handy. If she had come three days earlier, she would have been at a loss.

The boy cautiously poked his thoughts into the sphere, at first, he only came into contact with the emptiness and darkness, but then, a powerful and incomparably powerful spiritual power suddenly grabbed his thoughts, it was the spiritual energy of Lyra.

The middle-aged man's voice sounded in Muhadi's head, "My research has reached a critical time, and it should not be interrupted!"

Then it changed to a girl's voice, "Just so you need some field practice, not theoretical research." ”

The beastly roar appeared third, "Follow the girl!!"

Finally, the familiar old woman's voice said, "Let Aisha take you to a squad of adventurers, and you will learn and grow in reality." ”

The voice grew weaker and weaker, and each word dragged on longer and longer, until finally it disappeared into a meaningless white noise.

"We're going to join an adventure party, and we're both going to go. Aisha said, then suddenly approached and asked in a low voice:

"Why do you want to be a warrior of the elven tribe?!Are you still a human?"

"Do you know how the elves attacked the human tribes in the desert?!"

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