"Bow and arrow as a weapon, but the power is so weak...... It shouldn't be other wizard apprentices, but if so, are they the indigenous creatures of this world?"

Roger scanned the direction the arrow was coming from, but found nothing.

"Do you hide your figure...... Something ...... interesting."

Spreading his spiritual power in the direction where the arrow came, Roger didn't have much patience and searched directly and rudely.

After a while, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "I found you." ”

Hmmm-

Roger's form abruptly vanished into place.

Despite the lack of blood, Roger's strength was already extremely fast, especially the pair of boots he was now stepping on, which was one of the three top-level imitation alchemy witchcraft that he had ordered with a lot of money.

Although it is not advanced, its role should not be underestimated, after inputting mental power, it can increase Roger's speed by fifty percent, you know, this is not a small number. If you can increase your movement speed by 50% in battle, it can play a decisive role in the battle situation.

Of course, now Roger is not fighting with anyone, but since the mental power consumed by the boots is not an exaggeration, he did not save such a little mental power, and directly activated the effect of the boots.

With the addition of boots, Roger seemed to really incarnate into a gust of wind in an instant.

More than a hundred meters away from Roger's original location, a humanoid creature about a meter tall was hiding in the treetops behind a large tree, panting nervously.

The humanoid creature has a dark green exterior and a closed flower bone on top of its head, which doesn't seem to be very lethal. However, it was now holding a bow in its hand that matched its size, and it was carrying several objects similar to the arrows that had been crushed by Roger earlier.

Needless to say, this little guy is the creature that attacked Roger before.

Seeing that it had not moved for a long time, it quietly turned around again, and nodded into the distance.

But all I saw was the two-headed serpent still bound in place, and the creature that looked similar to it, but was one size bigger than it, was gone...... Just as the little creature was in some doubts, something suddenly tapped it twice on the shoulder from behind.

"Hi. Hello. ”

Roger smiled kindly at the little guy in front of him.

But the little humanoid green guy in front of him didn't seem to appreciate it very much, and the moment he turned around and saw him, he showed an extremely frightened expression, and his mouth was still chattering.

Roger was sure. He didn't understand a word of what the little guy was saying.

"Isn't it a language barrier......" Roger frowned.

Seeing that the little guy suddenly took out an extremely compact dagger from behind him, and rushed towards him as if shouting to give him courage, Roger shook his head helplessly.

His right hand instantly entered a state of blood, and he grasped the pocket dagger that the little guy stabbed over.

The metal dagger wasn't an alchemical witchcraft, it was just an ordinary metal weapon. Roger held it in his hand, and after a while, it began to emit white smoke and melt continuously.

The little fellow was so frightened at this scene that he threw away his pocket dagger, and continued to croak in horror as he stepped back, which made Roger a little irritated to listen.

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

The languages used in the nine main worlds of wizards are all wizards' lingua franca, and even the small dimensional world where he was born, as well as the small dimensional world that was invaded by parasitic species, were ruled by the wizarding world many years ago, and all of them used the wizarding lingua franca, so there was no communication problem.

But this world is a new world. It's not surprising that the creatures born in it have developed their own language, but it makes his head a little bigger.

"Roger, you know how to speak, have you forgotten?" Ash reminded.

"That's right...... How to forget it. Roger's eyes lit up.

Language proficiency is one of the few level 0 spells that Roger learned when he first came into contact with spells, and like dust removal and illumination, they are all spells that can be practiced without any elemental induction.

But because he had never used it, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

After Xiao Ash reminded him. He remembered that there was such a wonderful spell.

As the name suggests, language proficiency means that you can master another language in a short period of time, but the mental power of the target of the spell must be lower than your own, such as when you cast this spell on ordinary people. The success rate is almost 100 percent, and if you cast this spell on a wizard of the same rank or higher, the success rate is almost zero.

Although the little guy in front of him has much greater strength than ordinary humans in the wizarding world, Roger can sense that this little guy's life level is not yet up to low-level life.

In other words, this little guy is just a strong ordinary person.

Use language literacy for it. It's no problem at all.

As soon as he thought of it, Roger immediately released a language mastery at the little guy.

With the strength of his current standing at the peak of a mid-level wizard apprentice to cast a level 0 spell, the speed was already equivalent to a second shot, and in the next moment, Roger felt that a part of his spiritual power was uncontrollably enveloped in the little guy's body.

At the same time, a lot of new information appeared in Roger's mind.

When that small part of uncontrolled mental power returned, Roger could already clearly understand what the little guy was saying.

"Abba, Eminem, where are you, woo woo woo ......"

As soon as he understood what the little guy was shouting, Roger's head grew, because judging from the content of the little guy's words, he must also be a child in his tribe.

And his current behavior looks like bullying a child, no matter how you look at it.

The dignified knight, the first mid-level wizard apprentice of the Fifth Main World, actually bullied a child and cried, this is not a glorious thing.

"Little one...... I, no, bad guy, don't be afraid. ”

Having just finished using the language mastery, Roger had no problem understanding the language of the little green guy, but he still stammered a little, and could only jump out word by word.

The little green guy suddenly heard the familiar language and froze for a moment, but after looking at Roger's appearance, he cried again: "Abba, Eminem, come and save me...... Woowoowoo......"

When Roger saw this scene, he immediately felt that 10,000 grass and mud horses were galloping through his heart......

Just as he was about to speak again to comfort the little green fellow, he suddenly felt the ground shake, and after a few moments, the tremor continued to grow louder.

"Something is coming again!"

Roger's face changed slightly, and he looked behind him.

But I only saw a huge rod at least seven or eight meters long and two or three meters wide roaring towards me! )