Back in the city-state of Muya, Barrett still felt a faint heat in his body.

It felt like a mass of embers that shone red through the black ash, hidden deep within him, slowly providing him with heat. To be honest, it's not bad in winter, at least it's a good way to keep out the cold.

Barrett lay on the bed and touched her forehead, but she didn't notice anything unusual, as if the hot sensation was like an illusion of the body.

But Barrett knew it was certainly not a delusion. Because old Phil told him that getting hot was a normal reaction after drinking the 'potion'.

"Don't be nervous, it's normal for a cat surrounded by flames. "If you want to be free from the flames, you need to be as hot as it, if you want not to be frostbitten by the ice, you need to be as cold as it, and if you want the sheep to accept you, you need to wrap yourself in a circle of wool, and you have to learn to walk on all four legs and eat grass." Oh, by the way, and beware of the shepherds, and, the single shepherds......"

What kind of logic is this? Barrett didn't understand it at the time, and still doesn't understand it now.

Either way, whether the liquid he drank was an ordinary onion chowder or some kind of potion for unknown use, there must always be something wrong with that liquid, definitely!

Was it the pure black cat hair, or the dried frog, or was it the rooster's flaming red cockscomb and daffodil's buds reacting? I knew there was something wrong with the soup before I drank it, but why did I drink it? Why? He found that his memories before and after the soup were a little broken.

Barrett struggled to think in her memories. The next moment, an old-fashioned, treacherous ballad was unearthed from the depths of my mind. As soon as the tune sounded in his head, Barrett instantly slapped himself in the face, knocking the strange tune away.

Anyway, the feeling is already slowly decreasing and fading, maybe it will disappear completely tomorrow, and Barrett decides to ignore this abnormal feeling and not think about it.

He didn't think Phil Sr. would hurt himself. Although the other party's brain is obviously problematic, and his personality is a bit mysterious and nervous all day long, it inexplicably makes the barbarian feel trustworthy.

Just as he was thinking about the day he should go to the little mage Krees, the sound of metal rubbing against glass suddenly sounded outside the closed window. Barrett turned her head to look and saw that it was her own construct, the raven, flapping her wings against the window.

"Open the door, open the door!" shouted the raven outside the window, "Open the door!"

He wasn't sure if he had misheard the last mood particle. He got up and opened the window, and the metal raven folded its wings and staggered through the window.

It stood on the windowsill and tilted its head to look at Barrett, then its beak flared wide open, protruding a small rolled note from its mouth. Barrett had seen the big metal bird stuff everything into its mouth before, but he had never seen it spit out of its mouth, and this was the first time.

"Mission!" the raven cried, followed by another word, "corn, corn." "It's always going to be repeated in important places.

Mission?What mission????? If you are interested, please arrive at the garrison lobby by noon tomorrow for an interview. ”

The signature below the note was 'Julian Eisley of Good Fortune', and the name was followed by a seal in the shape of a kite-shaped shield with a seven-pointed star mark on the surface.

Barrett vaguely remembered that the main entrance of the garrison hall was carved with such a shape, and it seemed that it should represent the institution of the 'garrison hall'.

I thought you flew out like a carrot and went looking for something to eat, but Barrett touched the raven, but what you found was "fed" to me.

He put away the note and sprinkled a handful of corn onto the windowsill. After thinking about it, he added a small magic crystal about the size of a corn kernel to it.

It's been more than two weeks since I returned from the Dark Realm, and it's time to get out and do something, at least to hear what those missions are. He decided. But before I can do that, I'll have to take out my new leather armor.

Barrett looked down at the constructed raven on the windowsill, "Will you go out with me, or will you stay inside?"

The raven ignored him and ate happily to himself.

"Well, stay here and don't eat too much, don't try to swallow that statue at the head of the bed, it's going to get stuck like last time. After Barrett finished his instructions, he turned around and went out of the house, ready to go to the tailor's shop for the 'second skin'.

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Inside, Master Tailor Erica is sewing the last touches on Barrett's leather armor.

In fact, the leather armor was completed a few days ago, and it had already been tried on the last time Barrett came, and then Erica was ready to make some minor changes according to his sense of fitting, and it was only today that it was delayed.

"You're here at the right time, Barrett, my handsome lad, to see if it fits this time. Erica said to him with a smile.

"It definitely fits, Ms. Erica. I just hope that when I wear it, it won't cause even my enemies to fall in love with me. Barrett liked to talk to the lady, certainly not for the "handsome" voice.

"That's not right. The Tailor Master smiled and teased as he helped Barrett put on his leather armor, "You can 'pierce' your enemies with a sword, or whatever else you use regularly, when they are distracted." As you like. Of course, I only hope that your enemies don't include the little goblins, and if you are with them, you are a bit of a misfit. ”

"Ahem, I actually prefer to destroy them, my enemies, and then get paid for some of their body parts. I would slash with my sword, not with a stab, and of course, sometimes with an axe. ”

The purple-black leather armor fits perfectly, and after a careful adjustment, it fits perfectly with Barritt's figure. The collar of the leather armor was high, providing protection for Barrett's scarred neck. There is also a pointed-brimmed hood behind the collar that covers the forehead, allowing for a certain degree of camouflage if it is necessary to sneak in.

The shoulder pads and front of the leather armor are embedded with tightly packed steel plates and diamond-shaped nails, and a place and place for the enchantment are reserved in advance for the enchantment (because it is impossible to charge the enchantment array on its own, ordinary people need magic stones to support their enchanted equipment).

And the whole set of leather armor has also been modified a lot in terms of appearance, and the subtle patterns and lines are very exquisite and beautiful, and it can be seen that Erica has done it very carefully. And on the right side of the leather armor's chest is embroidered a dragon with wings soaring, which Erica specially added for Barriet after hearing the story of the zombie dragon.

After Barrett got dressed, he stood in front of the mirror and looked at it repeatedly. Then in the boast of the master tailor and the intoxication of self-appreciation, the desire to go out and try his hand became even stronger.

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