What should you do when you have a problem that is beyond your control?

It's very simple, as soon as you close your eyes, you will treat it as if it doesn't exist, and you can't solve it anyway. Sometimes we need a little bit of this "negative" thinking in order to maintain a false sense of "optimism".

For Barrit, choosing to "put on hold" is not a bad idea, at least for the time being, and the change he has suffered does not seem to be harmful for the time being.

I hope this situation can be maintained forever, and I don't expect it to get better, as long as there are no hidden drawbacks. Barrett thought to herself. Maybe I should find something to believe in, like the dwarven partner he had before him, who believed in the dwarven god Moradin.

He compares the gods to "things" and doesn't realize what's wrong with that. Ever since the Magic Empire, which ruled for thousands of years, defeated the gods who were against the mages, humanity only knew the mages, but not the gods.

Barrett got up, walked to the crumbling wooden door, and reached out to push it open. The air outside was cold and cold, like a kiss from the dead, and although it wouldn't make you frostbitten because of it, you would still feel a shiver from the bottom of your heart. The temperature in early spring was a little cooler than Barrett had imagined, and Rey's daily clothes gave him some misconceptions about the current temperature.

Such a temperature might make her feel a little cold, Barrett frowned, thinking to herself. Then the idea that it did not fit his character was thrown out of his mind: he was a brute, an adventurer, a brute adventurer, not one of those bards whose mind was full of wind and snow, and whose words were as sweet as lemon cake.

If he had a need, that kind of need, Barrett would have gone to the lovely ones who only loved the 'Silver Griffin' or the 'Golden King', which would have been simpler and more straightforward. In terms of feelings, Barrett thinks that it is enough for him to have this 'bride' and does not need anything else. Although his 'bride' is not warm, it is sharp and reliable.

It seems that Rye is also in love with the Silver Griffin or the Golden King, Barrett suddenly thinks. But she's not a lovely person, she's not!" he shook his head again, leaving the girl who had been with him for so long.

Barrett hadn't been out for days, 5 or 6, and the amount of time spent in the house was always a nightmare and a little confusing for his memory.

He habitually sniffed, moved his somewhat stiff arms again, and strolled forward.

The 'Bay of Pigs' is still the dirty, messy 'Bay of Pigs', as if it is not all kinds of human beings living here, but the fat livestock that will be put on the table. But this environment makes Barrett feel relatable, as if every muscle in her body draws strength from this squalor and clutter.

The door of a nearby grocery store was pushed open, and several adventurers in studded leather armor stepped out, and the leader of the group was stunned for a moment when he saw Barrett, then turned to a few of his companions and said, "Hey, guys, who are you?"

"Isn't this our great Mr. 'Feeder'?" the adventurer didn't wait for Barriet to reply, then turned behind him and said, "How did those mages express their surprise? Yes, the magic is on top!" His expression was a little exaggerated, "Oh, the magic is on top! You're still alive! I thought you had already turned into the feces in the stomach of some monster in the Misty Forest." Trust me, if you turn into, you're going to be the smelliest one!"

After saying that, he made a nose pinching and pooping motion, which caused his companion to laugh loudly.

The adventurer, who sarcastically mocked Barrett as soon as they met, was known as 'Jon the Snake Lizard', and most of the nicknames that circulated among adventurers were somewhat ironic. Just like Barrriet's nickname 'The Feeder', it was the other adventurers who made a mockery of his previous captain's expedition to the Misty Forest, where the death rate in the team remained high, as if he was not going to risk money to make money, but to feed the monsters in the Misty Forest on a regular basis.

The nickname 'Jon the Snake Lizard' comes from a proverbial story on the road.

The protagonist of the story is a farmer named Jon, who often dreams that he has become a nobleman and lives a luxurious and luxurious life. When he woke up, Jon the farmer was always unsatisfied and unwilling. Over time, he took up a so-called aristocratic posture in his daily life, pretending to be a nobleman, and really regarded himself as a nobleman. No matter how others advised, he couldn't listen to half a point, and always did his own thing.

But Jon is still a poor farmer who can only farm the land, and the family is accompanied only by a hen and an old dog. His feel-good behavior was of little use except to make people laugh. Just like a snake lizard, no matter how snake-like it looks, it is essentially a lizard.

The later proverb 'live like Jon the snake lizard' refers to someone who is always unable to recognize reality and has been living in his own fantasies.

"You know, I'm a 'feeder,' but I'm not food. Barrett put her hand on the hilt of the Iron Bride' and sneered.

He didn't like to talk quickly before, but after spending a long time with his former dwarven companion, he was subconsciously influenced by the latter: "The 'forest' is never a picky eater, it eats everything, and the 'snake lizard' is a slippery thing that is its favorite." He won't even spit out the bones when he eats! If I have the chance, I'll feed it all the 'snake lizards', all!"

'Snake Jon' and Barrett don't have a good relationship, and they have a lot of dirty things with each other, otherwise they wouldn't have been sarcastic when they first met.

The two of them met by coincidence during their adventures in the Misty Forest. During that encounter, each other's adventuring teams nearly faced each other with swords over the ownership of a seven-meter-long, dead Fire Emblem Python.

Although the death of this fire-streaked python had nothing to do with either team, it didn't stop them from wanting to take this valuable trophy for themselves.

If it hadn't been for the fact that an adult three-armed troll measuring 4 or 5 meters tall had 'just happened to pass by' and drove away the two teams of adventurers, perhaps only one of the two people facing each other would have survived.

"You're right, 'it' never picky eater!" Instead of being annoyed, Jon the snake nodded in obsession, his expression seemingly agreeing with Barrett's words.

He raised his long, bushy eyebrows and pointed in the direction of the Misty Forest with his chin, "So it eats whatever you feed." Let me think about what you've fed it. ”

Jon the snake frowned again, as if trying to think, "There's 'Tom Onion', 'Grey Ribbon', 'Beer Shoes', 'Silly Locke'......" He uttered several names in succession, the owners of which were once well-known among the adventurers, but they were all now 'digested' by the Misty Forest, and all of them happened in Barrett's team.

"And 'cat laughing'!" reminded a wizened companion behind Jon the snake.

Barrett followed the sound and realized that she didn't know the man. The adventurer standing behind Jon the snake lizard may seem like a new face, but he's no stranger to the events in Bay of Pigs.

"Yes, and 'cat laughs'!" said Jon the snake with a happy expression on his face, "That poor man, though his laughter is like a cat in a quiet night**, it is very uncomfortable, and you want to take a red-hot iron drill and poke it in his throat." But I have to say, he's definitely a good lad! dexterous and obedient, isn't he, Mr. 'Feeder'? a good dead lad, ha!"

Barrett was speechless by what his rival had said, and if there was anything that could upset his inner karma as hard as the 'Iron Bride', the death of his companions was undoubtedly the most important of all.

Jon the snake squinted and continued, "How old was Cat Laugh when he went on his adventure with you, seventeen or eighteen?"

"I heard that he is the only son in their family. The emaciated adventurer added.

"It's an only son?" said his companion, which surprised Jon the snake a little, "Like me, I don't know how his parents were willing to let him come out and die." When my wife heard that I was going to continue to be an adventurer after my accident, she even knelt in front of me crying. But what's the use of this, if you don't fight hard, you may not even be able to eat rye bread for the rest of your life. ”

When Jon the snake said this, his expression suddenly became a little uneasy, as if the fun that sarcastic Barrett had brought him disappeared in an instant, but he still said in a strong tone: "It's a pity that the good boy entered your team, and you, fed him to the 'Misty Forest'. As for me, I'm sorry, you'll never have this chance, never!"

With that, 'Jon the Snake Lizard' ignored Barrett and left with his companion on his own.