Chapter 3 Ordinary Life

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Worried that his identity as not being Celtic would be exposed, Lee Seung-ryong politely rejected the Celtic girls who took the initiative at the bonfire ball, and returned to his tent alone after the party.

The next day, Li Chenglong, who was woken up by the laughter of the bear child, stretched his waist and walked out of the tent.

Li Chenglong's tent was on a hill on the outskirts of the tribe, so he stood at the mouth of the tent and looked around the tribe without doing anything.

Thanks to his excellent physical eyesight, whether it was the women chatting and washing clothes by the river, or the tribal warriors who went out hunting in groups of three or two, or the half-sized young men who had just driven the sheep out of the tribe, the expressions on their faces and the movements of their bodies were clearly seen by Li Chenglong.

I imagined that I was one of them, married the hot girl from last night, gave birth to a bunch of children, and my own children were also running around the mountains.

Intoxicated by such a harmonious scenery and unable to extricate himself, Li Chenglong turned back to the tent to change back into a sailor suit, and then rolled up his sleeves and waved the small animals made of wood and stone in his hands, easily becoming a child's head.

Time passed in a hurry while Li Chenglong was playing with the children, and at noon, a wounded man rushed into the patriarch's tent.

It didn't take long for the adult women, the elderly, and the men who had just returned from hunting in the tribe to assemble under the leadership of the patriarch. The curious Li Chenglong brought the children over.

The patriarch, who didn't want to ask Li Chenglong for help, changed his attention when he saw the living animal clay puppets held by the big children, and invited Li Chenglong to join them to rescue the tribal warriors trapped by the wolves.

Li Chenglong feels that this is the opportunity for him to perform well, as long as he performs well, he does not have to be afraid of not being able to stay.

When he followed the team to the rescue site while pestering the patriarch's daughter.

Looking at the dead and wolf corpses scattered all over the place in front of him, and the tribal warriors who were barely forming a circle to resist the attack of the wolves. Yesterday, they were still by the campfire and commented on the girl's figure and temper with themselves, and today they are scattered on the ground.

In particular, there were a few dead heads that happened to be aimed at Li Chenglong.

The dream was shattered, and Li Chenglong, who recognized the reality all of a sudden, felt unacceptable for a while, his pupils began to disappear, and his whole eyeballs gradually turned into a red whole.

The agitated mood affected his sanity, and without using any alchemy, he simply drew his short knife and rushed towards the wolves.

Originally, I thought that Li Chenglong was a magician or a druid patriarch, but when I saw Li Chenglong so decisive, I was the first to rush to the wolves, thinking that he was a transformer druid.

Believing that the ability of the druids is enough to deal with these ordinary forest wolves without a head, in order to reduce the casualties of these women, children, old and weak, while leading everyone to stay where they are and wait for the results, they think that they will match this kid and their daughters when they go back.

Li Chenglong, who had not received even a little druid education at all, lost his mind, relied on his extraordinary body, and began to slaughter the wolves with a left fist and a right knife.

At first, it was a purposeful advance towards the middle group, but later it became a slaughter of wolves.

After killing more than 200 wolves, the wolves had spontaneously moved away from Li Chenglong, but there seemed to be some mysterious force driving these wolves to continue to attack. At this time, the warriors of the tribe had long been saved, and they had escaped from this hell on earth.

The crazy Lee Seung-ryong did not stop killing because the others were saved, but began to hunt down the timberwolves because the wolves no longer took the initiative to attack him.

Li Chenglong runs fast, even if he wants to kill wolves and chase wolves at the same time, he can always hang the wolves. With the pursuit, the last thing the patriarch saw was that Li Chenglong turned one into two, and two became three. Then there were three Li Chenglong, and after a while, they all disappeared on the spot. In fact, Li Chenglong has long been out of the patriarch's field of vision.

The patriarch felt that his perception of the world, like the people behind him, was collapsing.

Eventually, in front of a stream, the remnants of the wolves suddenly gave up their escape and frantically besieged Lee Seung-ryong. It wasn't until he stood on the small bag made of wolf corpses and couldn't see even a wolf anymore when he looked around, that Li Chenglong, who was bathed in wolf blood, gasped and stood on top of a wolf corpse, and gradually regained his senses.

Li Chenglong, who came to his senses with his head down, saw his disgusting appearance reflected in this Shura field and the red stream at first glance.

After kneeling by the stream and spitting out, Li Chenglong used alchemy to turn the land over and drown the corpses.

Lee Seung-ryong, who washed himself in the stream, found that the chain of the jewel timepiece seemed to be longer. Pursuing the things he didn't understand, Li Chenglong used leaves and branches as raw materials to repair his tattered sailor suit with a refining array, although the color of the new clothes was very strange, but Li Chenglong still chose to wear them temporarily.

Walking back along the trail of blood on the ground and scattered wolf corpses, it didn't take long for him to reach the edge of the forest.

When he walked out of the forest and saw his own masterpiece outside the forest, he threw up again.

Li Chenglong, who was healthier in Tutu, first used alchemy to open a way from his feet to the crowd in the distance. Li Chenglong, who walked to the front of the crowd, clearly felt the fear of everyone.

He didn't come any closer, just stood there, asking the patriarch if he had collected the body. After receiving an affirmative answer, he turned around, squatted, and slapped his hands on the ground, and a piece of Shura field turned into a barren slope.

The people of Bandeng, who had witnessed Li Chenglong perform two miracles in front of his eyes, fell to the ground and bowed, chanting the names of different gods.

Li Chenglong, who knew that he would never be able to integrate into such a group again, called for Baiaki, who was hovering over his head, to come down and fly towards the sky on Baiaki. Lee Seung-ryong, who rushed to Bandon by Baikia, felt like he was afraid of heights for the first time.

When the people of Bandon raised their heads, Li Chenglong had already flown into the air. Bandon's most well-informed patriarch said that he looked at Li Chenglong's back and said, "He should be riding a green dragon." ā€

In any case, Li Chenglong, who flew back, returned to the tribe before the others. Since all the tribes were out of town, the left-behind and their children were not allowed to go out in their tents.

With no one witnessing, Li Chenglong, who changed into a velvet pullover in the tent, led Ao Lie, who was carrying his luggage, and started his new journey.

When the excited Bandon people returned to the tribe, they frantically rushed to Li Chenglong's tent, hoping to grab something that the hero had used. As a result, except for a set of sailor suits scattered on the ground with a strong smell of blood, the empty tent made the Bandon people feel that they had seen another miracle.

Reasonable people suggested that it was Li Chenglong himself who came back to take it, but the soldiers who stayed behind insisted that it was impossible for them not to feel a creature the size of a dragon flying by.

In the end, it was up to the patriarch to call the shots, and the sailor suit, which had just been named Bandon Savior, was enshrined in the patriarch's tent.

As the Bandon people told the story of Bandon's savior to the merchants and bards, Lee's name began to be sung and praised among the Celts of the southwestern Emerald Isle, along with the hunter's protector or the darling of the Earth Dragon.