At the edge of the city, a series of tent camps stretched out around Arica. A wide river flows from the east, through Arica, to the west, and the tents on both sides of the river are particularly dense, which makes the city in front of you look like a shuttle with two pointed ends and a drum in the middle.

The tent camping area on the edge of the city is very lively, people are constantly coming and going, many tent areas are also specially given to cattle and sheep to set up plots, plus the kind of thick-armored cattle that are common on the grassland to pull carts, this is simply a country of animals, bleating and mooing one after another.

Norman looked at the scene in front of him and unconsciously thought of Jebel Danner.

Except that it is not surrounded by lakes, how similar is it to Jebel Danna during the festival, where the city is in the center, and many immigrants are camped outside the city. It's just that there are more people stationed here than Jebel Danna, and at a glance, the area occupied by these tents on the periphery is simply much larger than the city itself of Arica.

This is also a reflection of the gap between the savannah and the north-central region: according to the Knights Templar, the level of urbanization here is significantly lower than that of the north-center, which means that it is relatively backward.

"Fortunately, the journey went smoothly and finally caught up with Christmas!"

A male voice came from next to Norman, and his tone was emotional.

It's Angus.

Norman is Angus on the left, Harriet on the right, Chen Qinghe, Qin Hao and Zhang Han are also waiting around on the left and right, and Atsumi Xi is also closely behind Chen Qinghe.

Chen Qinghe had been walking in Augustus for many years and had visited many cities, so he, like Norman, had little interest in what he saw. However, Qin Hao and Zhang Han, the two dragons live in the realm of the northern land of the sect all the year round, even if they have been to the human realm, it is more than a hundred years ago, so as soon as they came to this kind of human gathering place with a large number of people, the excitement in their hearts could not be suppressed, and a pair of eyes looked left and right curiously, and they didn't see enough.

Angus was the same, looking left and right excitedly, and at the end, he sighed: "You don't need to worry about the water source, you don't have to migrate every year, there are walls to resist when the storm comes, don't be frightened, Arica is really a paradise, it would be nice if you could play Arica." ”

Norman walked forward with the people around him and asked, "Do I need permission to live in this city?"

Angus nodded sharply and said, "Of course!"

"Arica is so big, and there are only a limited number of people who can feed it, so only the best people can live here. It is a great honor to be able to do Arika, and most people can only come here for two months during the dry season, as we do, and then they have to leave."

Angus chattered, and Norman's Harriet didn't say a word.

This woman, who was very lively before and had boldly taken the initiative to show her love to Norman, now has an ugly complexion, a somewhat dazed expression, and looks depressed, and only when her eyes turn to Norman, will there be a brief tenderness and spirit in her eyes.

Norman's gaze wandered through the crowd around him—a long-standing habit that led him to subconsciously scan the Templars' environmental data whenever he went to a new place—and when he inadvertently swept over Harriet beside him, his gaze froze slightly, and his eyes were filled with apology and guilt.

According to the Templar Order's diagnosis, Harriet was suffering from a disease called "uremia", and the cause of the illness was him.

Norman had informed the Knights Templar of his hypothesis two days earlier after thinking that the oscillations might be related to the subject's magic, but the Knights Templar had already thought of it. They didn't mention it for another reason.

"The results of the experiment are indeed very likely to be related to whether the subject has a magic line, but we are not in a position to improve this point at this point at this point. It took a while for you to have an incomparably good foundation to produce magic, and the time it takes to put it on this woman who doesn't know the ancient language will increase exponentially, and then the dragons have already arrived, and there are preliminary results, and at that time, with your status in the dragons, we can find another individual with more precise variable control as our experimental subject, so it doesn't make any sense to think about this. ”

Norman's desire to study the oscillations was urgent, and he proposed another possibility: "Can't we find a way to make her magical?"

He even thought of a possible solution in an instant: "For example, directly inject magic into her body?"

His inspiration came from the Dragon of Dawn.

When he was in Fei Lengcui, the Dragon of Dawn had directly injected magic into his body, and it was that incident that further broadened his understanding of magic power, and now he has such a whimsical idea. However, the Templars were more thoughtful than he was, and Norman thought of it, and they thought of it, and they disagreed: "Based on the data analysis you've received, there's only an 18.2% chance that this method will succeed, and there's a 61.1% chance that it will cause physical harm to the subject." ”

Although the Knights Templar considered this solution to be unlikely, Norman was never willing to give up, and although the chances were low, he tried it anyway. As for Harriet, there was no difficulty at all, and Norman just made the woman who was intoxicated with love obediently agree to the experiment with just two sweet words - but for her, who did not know magic, it was not an experiment, but just a sweet act between lovers, just like Norman had been smearing various patterns representing their love on her body a few days ago.

The process of the experiment went smoothly.

The battle with the Dragons of Dawn gave Norman a far better understanding of how magic works than the average mage, so after two attempts, he managed to channel his magic out of his body and into Harriet's body, but the results were very bad.

Although he had tried his best to control his mana output, he only output the total amount of mana from 1 side, but it was this 1 side's mana that caused great damage to Harriet's body.

Norman wanted to stop and take back Harriet's magic when he sensed something was wrong, but it was too late. After inflicting typhoid fever on Harriet's body, the magic power he put into Harriet's body was also consumed, and he couldn't get it back at all.

After the failure of the experiment, the consequences of the failure of the experiment were also revealed.

Harriet's face was ugly at first, and then she was in a trance, and her urine output decreased, and her lower body was swollen and other conditions appeared one after another in the past two days. According to the Templar Order's diagnosis of her manifestations, she had kidney failure, and in just two days she had gone through several rough stages of uremia.

"We have never seen this kind of healing, such as shortening the neck of a normal patient for several years to two days, and the damage of magic to the body can be seen. It can also be seen how dangerous you were in the battle between the Dragon of Dawn and you in the first place."

Now that the results of the experiment have been produced, Lancelot has no regrets about the result, after all, it was already within the range of their predictions, but Norman did not know what to do with it, especially every time Harriet looked at him.

Like at this moment.

Harriet looked at him again, her eyes gentle and full of affection, but more of pain.

She's obviously very uncomfortable right now.

This made Norman a little dazed for a moment.

According to Lancelot, the woman had up to five days to live

Norman didn't kill anyone, but most of the people he killed were in trouble and in a hostile position, and he didn't kill innocent people, and under some of his large-scale spells, it wasn't that no innocent people had been killed, but he had never encountered such a ridicule as he is now: the woman in front of him, just because she liked him, was going to die because of his selfish desires, and after obvious physical discomfort, she still loved him so deeply, and did not blame him at all.

Didn't Harriet know how bad her health was? No, she knew better than anyone how bad her own health was.

Didn't Harriet know that it was all because of the man in front of her? No, even if she was a three-year-old, she could guess that her current poor health was caused by Norman's "touch" two days ago.

But she didn't complain, she didn't have the slightest hatred, she still loved the man in front of her so deeply.

That's why Norman rarely felt guilty, he had never been in such a situation, such a person. He even thought that Harriet would feel much better if he could scold him and hate him now, but she just looked at him stupidly and spoke to him gently.

In the face of all this, Norman didn't know what to do, so he could only put aside this chaotic mood for the time being, glanced ahead, and asked, "Uncle Angus, do you know anything about Arica?"

Angus said loudly: "Of course you can be regarded as asking the right person, in the entire tribe, when it comes to understanding Arica, there is no one who can compare to me!"

Norman said, "Can you take us to the biggest tavern here?"

As soon as he heard that he was going to the tavern, Angus's eyes immediately lit up, "Then let's go quickly!" After speaking, he took a big step forward, walked at the front of the line, and became a pioneer.

During this period of time in the tribe, in addition to Norman's name of "love saint", the name of Norman and several of them as "bold" has long spread throughout the tribe, and its masterpiece is that these guys are willing to spend a gold nugget to buy V in the tavern, according to Norman's temperament, naturally they must be treated, so Angus will be so active.

The inhabitants of Arica are all the elite of the savannah, not only among the warriors, but also among the winemakers.

"I went to the 'Eagle' tavern once when I was twenty-one years old, and I still remember the taste of the wine there, which you will definitely love when you love Barton"

Angus was babbling as he opened the way in front of him, but there was something strange in his voice that Norman's ears could hear as soon as he heard it—it was probably a sound anomaly caused by the compression of air in his mouth after mixing a large amount of saliva.

Arica is indeed not big, it is rotten than Cárdenas, after entering the city, he only walked two streets, and came to the eagle tavern that Angus said, but it took a lot of time: because Christmas Day is still coming in two days, and the great migration of the steppe peoples, now Arica is not only full of grassland tribes outside, but there are more people in the city, and the streets are not wide, so the dense crowd has long filled Arica, and Norman and their journey is really difficult.

There are more people outside, and more people inside the tavern.

As a well-known tavern in Arica, although it is still daytime, the Eagle Tavern has long been crowded with people, not only is it full, but even the place where it stands is tight, many people just stand there holding wine glasses and drinking, and even the guy who delivers food is extremely difficult to walk in it. The crowding also makes it extremely hot here, and I can't help but sweat on my head after standing for a while.

In such a place, it is difficult to even close the door of the tavern as soon as it is opened, and it is even more difficult to squeeze in, but that is for ordinary people.

After Qin Hao saw this situation, he consciously came to the front of the team, and forced a way out of the way—this was a piece of cake for the dragon clan—Zhang Han was on the side of the team, helping to push the crowd aside.

"Ao!"

"Don't squeeze!"

"Who touched my ass!"

Under the crowding of the two dragons, the people in the tavern in their path shouted one after another, and the already noisy tavern became even more noisy, but it could not hinder Norman's progress, and soon came to a table.

The table was already full, but under the temptation of a gold nugget, the men immediately gave up their seats, and Norman and the others sat down one after another, and even Atsumi Xi got a seat.

The people of the Eagle Tavern had apparently anticipated the excitement of Christmas Day, and the gap between tables was very small to allow for more tables to be placed in the tavern, which also facilitated communication between the guests at different tables. Norman, for example, became acquainted with the guests at the next table after just a glass of wine, and under Norman's deliberate guidance, the conversation between them also turned to what Norman wanted to know.

"The Church is now on a nationwide search for that Norman, and it is said that the old and dizzy guy who promoted Norman and called him a saint was the first to be implicated and exiled to the prairie!"