Chapter Twenty-Three: You're a Good Man
The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for the birds to fly.
This is the best portrayal of Gavin's mood at the moment.
The sorrow of parting is not without it, but it is diluted by a free state of mind.
It wasn't Zalanda who restrained Gavin, it was himself.
Caring too much about Zalanda's opinion, it is one thing to tie her hands and feet, on the other hand, Zalanda's aura is too powerful, obviously in the territory of the Noether family, completely like her home field, and a large number of halos have been snatched away by her.
The most important thing is that Gavin thought from the beginning that his advantage was not here, he had no idea of taking root, and his style was naturally like duckweed, going with the flow, willing to be a green leaf for Zalanda, foiling and highlighting her achievements, so that she could go more smoothly and further, and then take advantage of the relationship between the two parties to come back and pick peaches in the future.
"I'm here, just come here!" Fiddling with the campfire in front of him, Gavin said to the dark shadow in the distance.
With the sound of horses' hooves, a man and a horse slowly walked over, the figure on the war horse, thin and small, looked like a child of seven or eight years old, but when his face was revealed, no one would think so, the pointed and long ears, even more than the elves, accounted for a third of the face, the big nose, flat like an eagle's beak, a pair of scarlet eyes, in the dark night, always made people feel inexplicably revealing malice, it was the goblin warlock who Gavin had let go before.
The goblin warlock nimbly jumped off his horse and sat down next to the campfire, knowing whether it was intentional or coincidental, he was exactly five steps away from Gavin.
Gavin looked at the goblin warlock with obvious curiosity, "How dare you follow me?" Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? ”
This time, it wasn't Gavin who found the goblin warlock, but the goblin warlock who found him.
Not long after leaving the camp, the goblin warlock got rid of the pursuers behind him, after all, in terms of weight, he has a unique advantage, as long as he is not hit squarely, the human cavalry will not be able to catch up with him.
Gavin did not continue to chase after this, but changed his route and prepared to carry out his grand plan, but he did not expect that just after dawn, the goblin warlock caught up with him from behind and followed him for a whole day.
"If you want to kill me, you will kill me a long time ago, and you won't wait until now." The goblin sorcerer hung his head and replied with something that sounded familiar to Gavin.
Gavin was a little speechless for a moment, and made a somewhat vicious appearance and said, "What if I suddenly change my mind?" ”
"You won't."
"Why are you so sure?"
"You're a good guy."
The goblin warlock's last question and answer made Gavin fall silent, but he didn't expect that the first good guy card he received when he came back from rebirth was actually from a goblin.
"If you say I'm a bad person who still has the last shred of goodness, I think, if you say I'm a good person, haha...... I'm afraid you're looking at the wrong person. Gavin's words were self-deprecating with unconcealed self-deprecation.
The goblin sorcerer was silent.
Gavin asked curiously, "How did you know I would go this way?" ”
"There's only one avenue around." The goblin warlock's answer was very simple, "There are too many dangers in the wilderness, and it is safest to follow the main road." ”
"Alright! It's that the question I'm asking is too retarded. Gavin was about to turn into a curious baby reincarnated, "You're all free, why don't you go back to your tribe?" ”
There was silence again, but the goblin sorcerer's expression said it all.
Gavin found himself asking another retarded question, since he was a slave, his tribe would definitely not be able to escape, and those goblin cannon fodder outside Nott Fort were probably his people, or rather, a long time ago, his people were all consumed as cannon fodder.
"Are you sure you're really going to come with me?" Gavin asked solemnly, "I'm going to take an unusually dangerous path, and if I'm not careful, I'll be doomed, and when you know more secrets, there's no longer a chance to get out safely, unless I die, permanently." ”
"You're a good host." The goblin warlock replied with a blank face, or rather, Gavin hadn't learned to distinguish the subtle expressions of the goblin yet.
Gavin said in a tone of hatred that iron is not steel: "You are addicted to being a slave, don't you have your own dreams?" ”
The answer to him was still a dead silence.
This situation made Gavin think of a possibility, "You can't be a natural slave, right?" Grew up living in that goblin warband? ”
The goblin warlock nodded.
If that's the case, it would explain why the goblin warlock is so servile.
Because his parents were goblin slaves, he was raised like dogs from childhood to adulthood, and it was an instinct for domestic dogs to follow people.
Gavin had seen such slaves in his previous life, and when they regained their freedom, they were at a loss, at least for a short time, they could not find a purpose in life, and many like goblin warlocks would take the initiative to find a new master for themselves.
Gavin's sympathy, his previous soft-heartedness, won the goblin sorcerer's approval and made him his new master, which was completely unexpected.
Tut.
This is going to answer that sentence, should good people have good rewards?
When he first captured the goblin warlock, Gavin didn't have the idea of taking him on the road with him, but he dismissed the idea because of the risks, which were far higher than the practicality, just as a consumable in the plan.
I didn't expect to go around and around, and my dream came true.
Gavin, who had roughly figured out the details of the goblin warlock, was no longer polite, and it was another temptation to ask for extreme words.
It is basically certain that eighty percent of the goblin warlock's situation is true, or he is a top master of lying, and all lies, along with physical and psychological reactions, are rounded to the extreme, and hidden from Gavin's eyes.
The goblin warlock's previous name, after hearing it, Gavin directly asked him not to use it anymore, it was obviously not a name, but an insulting word in the goblin language, which translated into the lingua franca is little garbage.
Gavin directly helped him change his name to Vic, which translates into goblin language, which means new life.
Hearing this name, a glimmer of light flashed in the goblin warlock's eyes, indicating that he preferred this name to the original.
When Gavin asked to see his career template, Vic didn't hesitate at all, and directly went to the same tune and let Gavin retrieve it.
Gavin's focus is on Vic's six-dimensional attributes and the Warlock spell of choice.
Class Level: Level 6 Warlock
Life dice: 24
Strength 8, Constitution 10, Agility 14, Intelligence 10, Perception 8, Charisma 16
Level 0 Tricks: Detection Magic, Reading Magic, Light Dance, Poison Detection, Illusion, Repair, Stun.
One-Ring Spells: Greasy, Identification, Hypnosis, Magic Missile, Giant Magic.
Level 2 Spells: Cobweb, Invisible Vision, Transfiguration, Magic Rope.
Level 3 Spells: Fireball, Leomon Hut.
In addition to Vic's charm as a key attribute for Warlock to cast spells (used when in tune with the magic web, the higher the value, the easier it is to harmonize and the easier it is to cast spells), which is considered to be outstanding, and other attributes are quite average, especially when compared to Gavinichi.
Vic's choice of spells also hints at his family's slave origins.
All spells are biased towards supporting, attacking, and serving the race, and only when forced to do so will there be such an option.
But with a bit of autonomy, no warlock will give up the mirror technique of the second ring and the flying technique of the third ring, both of which are life-saving magic skills of the spellcasting class.