"Phew!"

Beuys glanced in a certain direction, turned his head and spat fiercely, lowered his voice and said to the people around him: "I really don't know what this stinky shit is doing, it's just messing around!"

Standing next to Mr. Boyce was a wounded man who had been wounded in the night raid the previous night, with his right arm still hanging from his neck. After hearing Boyce's words, he also lowered his voice and warned: "You can just scold me, but don't say it in front of him, especially in front of Jacob and Lord Rusin. ”

When Boyce heard the two names, his head couldn't help but shrink, and he looked back in the direction he had looked before, and then he withdrew his gaze and continued to say in a low voice, "Of course I know." ”

This Beuys was a young man in his early twenties, of average height, not very tall, but his muscles were strong, and he was not easy to mess with, and he did.

Among the warriors led by Donne, except for the three knights led by Donn, this Beuys is the strongest in combat, which can be seen from his body: compared with the broken arm next to him, although Beuys also has several wounds all over his body, they are only some flesh wounds, which are not injuries at all for these warriors who have been begging for food on the blade all day long.

But the counterpart to Beuys's bravery was his long tongue.

This brave warrior has a broken mouth, and he usually has to find something to talk about, but now when he encounters this kind of thing, this mouth is even more idle, and he deeply expresses Boyce's dissatisfaction with the new leader.

And Beuys was not alone in his dissatisfaction with the new team leader.

"Hey, guys. ”

A guy with two circles of white cloth wrapped around his head shrunk his head and walked over and whispered, "Do you know what he's doing?"

Beuys replied without even thinking about it, "What the hell is a slave, he has never seen anything of the world, and at a glance he knows that he has heard Lord Donn say that the closer he gets to Siam, the more dangerous it is, so he is afraid that he will not dare to go any further, so he will not leave, and now he is dragging his feet." ”

After saying that, he sneered, using this contemptuous smile to express his disdain for the new team leader.

The man with the white cloth on his head said, "He is afraid, that's for sure, but I think he doesn't just want to stay on his laurels, he also wants to persuade Master Demps to go back the way he came, otherwise why would he buy those slaves from Master Demps at such a time? Everyone knows that in this situation Kintalan is worth more than those slaves, and to buy slaves at such times is to throw the money into the water, in order to please Master Demps, and then persuade him not to venture any further?"

When Beuys heard this, he nodded and shook his head, not knowing whether he agreed or disagreed.

"That's it, but he is a slave in the end, he has never seen the world, and he thinks he will be safe when he goes back, but he doesn't know that the dragon clan is more terrible than those alien races, and only going all the way to Siam is the safest!"

The one with his arm hanging was the one who had seen the Night's Watch last night, the one who had made eye contact with Norman several times.

I don't know if it's because he looked at Norman last night, but after hearing Beuys talk about a slave for a long time, he finally couldn't help but interject: "The slave has long been extinct in the kingdom, he has only recently become a slave, and he was a commoner before." ”

Beuys didn't care, "That's a civilian, I haven't seen the world anyway." ”

The man shook his head and said nothing.

Beuys's gaze glanced at a corner of the camp, which was now surrounded by many people, commoners, slaves, and warriors, among whom Norman was surrounded in the center, and beside Norman stood the bronze knight Jacob.

Norman didn't know what he was doing, he was squatting on the ground, and there were a lot of people around him, and Boyce was not tall, so he couldn't see what was going on inside. The only thing Boyce knew was that they didn't open today.

In the past, when the Donn knight led the team, the first thing he did when he got up early in the morning was to command everyone to pack up and set off on the road, racing against time to seize every bit of time, but after the new team leader took office, he directly broke this rule of the Donn knight and announced that everyone would rest in place and rest here for a day. As for what to do in the future, whether to leave tomorrow or stay here, I didn't say, the only thing I said was that I bought several slaves from Demps.

Well, that's right, the first thing this new leader did with Lord Donn's legacy was to buy slaves from Master Demps and live a slave owner's addiction.

Doing such a thing at such a time, it is no wonder that Boyce is so unhappy with him. However, with the support of Jacob and Rusen, even if Beuys had more dissatisfaction in his heart, he did not dare to directly bombard Norman from power, at most he complained a few words in private with his colleagues here.

After the three of them were muttering here for a long time, another warrior with a white cloth wrapped around his chest squeezed out of the crowd, looked left and right, and walked quickly towards here.

After approaching the three of them, the warrior with a white cloth wrapped around his chest smiled and asked mysteriously, "Do you know what he is doing?"

The man with his arm hanging looked at him and asked, "What for?"

Beuys said directly: "Do you need to ask? It must be a lesson to those newly bought slaves that they are addicted to being masters!"

The warrior with the white cloth wrapped around his chest just shook his head, shook for a long time and didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth were getting higher and higher, and the smile seemed to be unstoppable, and it was about to overflow from his eyes.

His mysterious appearance successfully aroused the curiosity of the three of them, and Boyce couldn't help but ask, "What is he doing?"

After the three of them asked several times, the warrior with the white cloth wrapped around his chest finally gave the answer.

"He's tattooing those slaves!hahahaha......"

As soon as the words came out, the warrior with the white cloth wrapped around his chest couldn't help but laugh out loud, but he immediately realized that he was wrong—he could ignore the new leader, but he couldn't ignore the Yada. Now that Yada is still standing behind his buttocks, what would Yada think if he heard himself laughing here?

The warrior with a white cloth wrapped around his chest quickly covered his mouth, but the smile could not be contained, and little by little it jumped out of his fingers.

The other three looked at each other.

They really didn't expect the new team leader to do this, but was it so funny?

Of course they know about tattoos, but they really don't know what's so funny about tattoos.

"What's so funny about tattoos?"

Beuys was the most broken-mouthed, so he couldn't help but ask first.

"He's got a tattoo of ...... Hahaha......! Hahaha......"

The warrior with the white cloth wrapped around his chest couldn't stop laughing at the thought of it, and he couldn't stop saying a complete sentence, which made the three warriors here scratch their ears and cheeks in a hurry, wishing that they could laugh for him, so that he could say the rest of the words in their entirety.

But they didn't need to ask the warrior with the white cloth around his chest right away, because they had seen it with their own eyes.

A man walked out of the crowd over there, his head bowed, his hands tightly wrapped around his chest, and he looked like he wanted to burrow into the ground.

It was clear from his clothes that he was a slave, and the tattered clothes could not hide his body, revealing large chunks of skin.

All three eyes were on him.

They did see the tattoos of the warrior with a white cloth on his chest, one by one, covering the upper part of the slave's body, and in the intervals of those striped tattoos there were many tattoos that resembled the words of the lingua franca.

"That's it!hahahaha......"

The warrior with the white cloth wrapped around his chest could only point to the slave and say this, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Beuys, who was most anxious, was the first to step forward and block the slave's path.

"Put your hands down, stand still, and raise your head!"

Beuys shouted to the slave.

Although this slave was not Beuys's, the slave's status was the lowest, and there was a warrior in front of him, so the slave did not dare to resist, although he was very reluctant, but he could only stand obediently, put down his hand, and raised his head.

The first thing that caught Beuys's eye was the tattoo on the slave's head.

That's a lingua franca.

"Kill Your Whole Family"

Boyce had a strange look on his face, not knowing what the new leader meant by this thing. Then he continued to observe the slave, only to find that the slave had many similar tattoos on his body.

"Extraordinarily strong"

"Run fast"

"Brave"

"Wit"

......

These words are all over the upper body of this slave, so what does this mean?

Beuys asked the slave directly, and the slave's answer was jaw-dropping.

"Lord Patton says that this way we can be strong warriors and defeat the enemy......"

The slave's voice grew lower and lower as he went to the back, apparently not believing it himself. As for Beuys, the three of them burst out laughing after a long time of stunned laughter, almost out of breath, just like the brother with a white cloth wrapped around his chest.

Hahahahaha, that new team leader is really a "genius" who can come up with such a solution.

Terrible.

What else can they say besides being awesome?

Hahahahaha......

Norman didn't know what was going on, and he was still seriously tattooing the slave in front of him in the crowd.

As for why he did such a mentally retarded thing, it started last night.

......

"Lancelot. ”

When he decided to get back into the game, Norman softly called out a name he had barely been saying lately.

The impact of the Arica massacre in the group of water friends is very bad, and the group of water friends even boycotted Norman en masse, which made the popularity of the Norman live broadcast room plummet, plus Arica has not had any serious live broadcast content after the First World War, except for walking every day, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room is less, and now the prime time is less than 200,000, and in the extreme time of midnight, the number of online people is not even 100,000. And many old viewers are just habitually hanging and playing games by themselves, so the barrage is even more rare, scattered, and the once grand occasion has long since ceased to exist, and the situation looks very bleak.

But anyone can go, but the Knights Templar won't.

After Norman called out to Lancelot, it was only three or four breaths before Lancelot's voice came.

"In. ”

Norman continued to ask softly, "What is the matter with the seal on my body, can it be lifted?"

Norman believed that Lancelot could get a lot of information from his question, but Lancelot didn't ask anything, just answered his question simply: "The plan for your body is an improvement plan that we have taken from the 'unification method' in the Heart Sutra of Catching the Sea, because it is the first experimental plan, there is no precedent to compare, so for the time being, we have not dealt with it accordingly, and the only answer that can be referred to comes from the Heart Sutra itself." ”

"According to what we have cracked, the unification method is an auxiliary method for cultivating spiritual power in the Heart Sutra of Catching the Sea, and it is not sealed for the sake of sealing, and it can only be unsealed after the entire cultivation stage is over. In this case, the seal on your body will also not be able to be lifted, and the only way is to wait until the entire cultivation stage is over. ”

Norman had only tried to seal his power before, and had no idea about the principles and consequences, but now he realized what was going on in him. And it's no wonder that his spiritual power will become that strange form, and he can't even cast spells, it seems that the Knights Templar's adaptation work has not been done in place, and the optimization is not in place, and the exercise that was born from the "Heart Sutra of Catching the Sea" has played its own effect by the way, and his spiritual power has also been sealed. However, to be able to transplant the things from the "Heart Sutra of Catching the Sea" to the "Heart Sutra of the Funeral Sun", the Knights Templar is already awesome enough, and a little flaw is not concealed.

Then Norman asked, "When will that end?"

This is a question that even Lancelot can't answer.

According to the description in the Heart Sutra of Catching the Sea, the length of cultivation time of the Normalization Method is determined according to the realm of the practitioner, and the higher the spiritual power of the practitioner, the longer the time to stay in the state of Unity, but the specific length of time is not recorded in the Heart Sutra of Catching the Sea. ”

What Norman lacked most now was time, and it seemed that the path of regaining strength would not work, and the only way to see if the Knights Templar could find a good way to do it on the other path.

"Is there any way to greatly increase the combat effectiveness of ordinary people in a short period of time?"

The question seemed a bit difficult for Lancelot, and he said "Wait, please", and Norman waited, staring at the campfire outside.

It took about twenty or thirty breaths before Lancelot's voice rang out again.

According to the information in the existing database, due to the limitations of ancient spells, there is no way to greatly improve the magic ability of ordinary people in a short period of time, and there are still some ways to greatly improve the winning rate of ordinary people's fighting skills in a short period of time, and there are the following for the time being. ”

"First, take the path of potions, and use the corresponding potions to improve people's strength and speed, among which the representative products are brute ox potions, spirit monkey potions, etc. Second, take the crafting route and use sharp weapons, or even magic weapons that can activate spells, to improve the combat ability of the target object. Three ,......"