Chapter 61: The True Body (I)

"Don't joke with me, Mr. Lockin......," Sherlock sighed, "no matter how cunning it may be, but joining forces with a cultist is the deadliest short-sighted.

Those who have done so since ancient times have rarely had a good death, and may even drag the entire barony to be razed to the ground by the power of the Church. Where is there any room for development?

Besides, I am your employer now, and I will be your nominal feudal lord in the future, and if someone else wins the inheritance, then I will definitely not survive, and you will have to flee in a hurry—maybe you will be encircled and suppressed, and you will be treated as a gift to the cultists, right?"

He casually flicked the blonde hair on the side of his head, and laughed mischievously, "After all, you are so powerful that you cut off one of the swordsman's arms." I have deep doubts that he will be so broad-minded as to let you go. ”

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be a serious atmosphere that diffused, but it didn't take long for them to laugh together.

It didn't take long for the laughter to cease, and Sherlock, a seventeen-year-old boy, clenched his fists and declared in a firm tone:

"I'm going to break them, it doesn't matter what the case is.

If the bribery does not work, they use the sword, and the sword cannot break their will, so they simply poison it...... If you don't want to be my mortal enemy, you will naturally retreat early, so as not to be accidentally injured by me. As for those who have to resist to the end, let him go to hell. ”

Luo Ming is still very happy about this.

Sherlock is the nominal leader of his side, as long as he can be ruthless, his side will definitely not be restrained, and he will definitely be able to exert his strength further.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sherlock grew his mouth and slowly inhaled inside. It can be seen that he is trying his best to control himself, but there is an impulse that he can't completely suppress no matter what.

"Ahh......h

A long yawn eventually sounded, and for Sherlock, it was not a matter of personal will, but of the body—even if Lormin wanted to suppress it, it would take some effort.

Rubbing the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, Sherlock smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, I don't have any talent in swordsmanship, and the warlock's bloodline only gives me a little spell-casting ability, and there is not much improvement in my body." It's almost impossible to hold it for just a while, and I'm really ashamed to be in front of you who have taken on the task of keeping vigil. ”

"Hmm...... Even if you go to rest now, tomorrow morning, your spirits will still not be too good. Besides, with so many things on your mind, how can you sleep peacefully?"

Luo Ming touched Sherlock's head, and due to the height difference between the two, there was no sense of disobedience in this kind of behavior. It's like an older brother and a younger brother.

"I can't just leave it alone, so be it, I'll do you a favor, it's not counted as a hired service. ”

"Don't you want to be paid?" Sherlock looked at Luo Ming with a puzzled look, making him feel that his conscience was actually being questioned.

But this suspicion is also normal, although there is no lion to open his mouth, but Luo Ming has not been soft on bargaining, although it has not yet reached the level of baht, but there is absolutely no good thing to do day work - it is worthy of the talent in the country of the "workers' regime", presumably in the requirements for an eight-hour work system, equal pay for equal work, overtime pay, etc., but there are not many opportunities to play.

However, Luo Ming felt that he was an upright and kind person, and although he was unhappy after being so suspicious, he did not complain to the other party, but simply said the reason: "In my distant hometown, I am the eldest disciple of the master, and I have developed a habit of taking care of my junior brothers and sisters on weekdays. Is it strange to just help you in such a gesture?"

"Ah, no......" Sherlock smiled sheepishly, "well, what are you going to do?"

"You kid, what kind of honorifics do you use? Luo Ming scratched his head, although the feeling of being respected is not bad, but if you use honorifics too much, you will also feel alienated.

"If you want to talk about warlocks, I'm actually barely counting, but it's a very rare type, so you should be able to understand it.

I happen to have a spell that will help you regain your strength and energy. ”

He used vague statements to hide the truth of Cang Yan in it.

Sherlock wasn't too suspicious, for hundreds of thousands of years, all kinds of transcendent bloodlines were mixed with each other, and sometimes the warlock's gifted spells were even so unique that it was difficult for mages to parse and imitate.

However, there is another problem: whether it is a fighting spirit or a spell, it is just an equivalent exchange. Even the most opportunistic kind is just using the technique of four taels to transfer a thousand catties, and he must pay four taels to be able to borrow the power of a thousand catties, and it is absolutely impossible to be used freely.

"So, your consumption—"

"It doesn't matter at all, it's just a basic energy conversion in the end. ”

With that, Lormin asked Sherlock to sit on the bed. While circulating a small bit of cangyan in his hands, simulating the process to be done later, he explained casually: "It's just a scoop of water from the bucket and poured it into the cup.

Even if you spill seventy or eighty percent on the road, the rest of the water bottle can be half full, and for the whole bucket, this expenditure is very insignificant. ”

The words are simple, but apart from Luo Ming, how many people can really do it? In the process of saying this, he himself has actually vaguely realized what a great thing Cang Yan is.

For example, in the previous life of the earth, who did not know that the particles of matter contained a great deal of energy? Taking a step back, who did not know that a few tons of uranium ore could top tens of thousands of tons of coal mine to generate electricity? But there is no capital, no knowledge, no technology...... No one can refine one ten-thousandth of this energy.

Resurrecting himself who had already died, and giving away such precious power, His Highness Black Sun's generosity was almost the same as the two masters in his previous life.

In this life, there is a very generous boss, a friend who can make friends, and the child in front of him who should be taken care of like a younger brother...... That's a kind of happiness.

With that in mind, Lockin reached out and grabbed Sherlock's right wrist with one hand, and pressed the other hand to his chest and heart.

"Do as I say, close your eyes, exhale, inhale, exhale," Luo Ming said in a soft voice.