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Moglock was still recalling the snake he ate last night.

It was a 'little' snake with a length of only two meters and a light blue ring pattern all over its body. It was caught by the Nord named "Barritt" who was walking at the front of the line.

At that time, the snake was hanging upside down in a purple-blue vine hanging from a fir tree. It was well hidden, and Moglock didn't find it at all. But the Nord walked over and pulled it out of the vine.

The man grabbed the snake's head tightly with his left hand and let it hiss threateningly. The little snake used its body to wrap around the Nord's sturdy arm, but when the Nord's left hand exerted a little force, the snake drooped down and remained motionless.

This is a human with good eyes, a very strong body, and his cooking skills are very good, which is especially important. Moglock glanced at the Nord at the front and swallowed quietly.

Of course, this action does not mean that the ogre Moglock has "unreasonable thoughts" about the Nord. He doesn't eat human flesh, although Moglock has eaten it, but he doesn't like it. Going back 10,000 steps, even if human flesh is delicious, he will not eat it, because Master Barron does not allow it.

Moglock will never do anything that Baron Mage does not allow! He's good, he's going to be a good ogre! Because good ogres win rewards and bad ogres get punished. Moglock doesn't like punishment, no, it should be said that he is extremely afraid of the punishment of the Baron mage. Even now, when he thinks of those punishments, he still shudders from the depths of his soul.

Moglock drools because of the snake meat meal last night. Yes, the snake meat of about two meters can only be regarded as a small meal for Moglock, who eats a lot.

The snake meat roasted by the Nords is well cooked. It tastes more chewy than beef, and more delicious than clams. If you chew it carefully, you can taste a little sweetness. Ogres like it very much.

He also liked the stewed snails two days ago. This strange forest was like a food warehouse full of surprises to Moglock. As long as you pay attention, it seems to be full of delicious food everywhere.

"How long will we have to chase the frost worm?" The ogre heard Estelle asking the Nord.

"Hopefully before dinner," the Nord replied. He used 'hope' instead of 'should' or 'sure'. This shows that he is not sure about it either.

"The frost worm in winter doesn't sleep. It hunts and feeds all the time, and only takes a short rest during the period." The Nord continued, "But judging from the traces, we shouldn't be too far from it."

Moglock didn't care about the things they said, anyway, when he found the bug, he would knock it out with a hammer, and that's it. He just needs to control the strength and don't kill the bug at once, after all, the mission requires living.

In fact, it would be a good thing if the frost worm was really killed. Moglock is a very smart ogre with a mind of his own. If the frost worm is "accidentally" killed, the body of the frost worm will certainly not be wasted, and the Nords will turn the worm into delicious food.

Moglock had eaten crickets, scorpions, ants, chubby bee pupae, and a shrimp-like, nutty mealworm, but he had never eaten a frostworm. What does this big bug smell like? He really wanted to know.

The ogre glanced sideways at the dwarf Mapra sitting on his shoulders, and found that this little man was also in a daze, which was very rare.

The big ogre and the little gnome have a very good relationship. They rarely speak in the team, or they don't like to express their opinions very much. They just need to do their job well, and it is natural for Mage Will and Estelle to worry about those miscellaneous things.

In the past, the work of vigilance and exploration in the "dirty novel" team was done by this little dwarf on Moglock's shoulders. The little guy's big round eyes always scanned the surroundings vigilantly, like a squirrel. But now, the Nords do all these jobs well, and are strong adventurers.

Just like Erlund, he is a very reliable person.

Thinking of Elend, I couldn't help but make the ogre feel a little sad, so much so that even his longing for delicious food dropped a little. Erend is also a Nord, and unlike this Nord named Barrett, who often has a serious face, Erend always likes to laugh. That laughter always reminded Moglock of frogs in blisters on rainy days as a kid—noisy, but delightful, because that meant spring and good food.

Thinking of delicious food, the ogre's mood is much better. He stared wide-eyed, observing his surroundings carefully like a Nord. However, his observation is judging what can be eaten and what needs to be processed before eating.

Frogs can be eaten, while snails can only be eaten after processing. Moglock often ate frogs when he was a child, and he likes this kind of "small snack" that can jump. At that time, he was only half a head larger than the dwarf in front of him, and he lived in an ogre clan called 'Rockmaul'. In Moglock's limited childhood memories, he vaguely remembered that the head of the Rockmaul clan was an ogre wizard with two heads open, and he could cast spells like a wizard. But the wizard patriarch seems to only have 1 or 2 spells, and every time he casts it, he can only cast it again after many days.

The patriarch is a grumpy ogre, and the two heads on his shoulders are always quarreling with each other. When Moglock was a child, he sometimes thought that if he wanted to stop quarreling, it was very simple. Wouldn't it be better to cut off one of the heads. These big ogres are too stupid.

The ogre Moglock has shown extraordinary 'intelligence' since he was a child, and is often proud of it!

But before Moglock told his patriarch about this brilliant idea, the entire ogre clan was wiped out by a group of humans who rode on horses and put themselves in iron jars. And the patriarch with two heads was also pointed by a human mage who was with him, and he chopped off both of his own heads.

This is similar to the brilliant idea that Moglock came up with, except that the number of cuts is slightly larger.

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Moglock survived because he was young. He was captured as a slave and sold to the circus. After many times, he came to the city floating in the sky.

Moglock later learned that the reason why the Rockmaul clan was wiped out was that they attacked a small human village in the distance and caught some humans for winter food. In fact, Moglock also got a little human meat at the time. He tasted it, but UU Reading www.uukanshu.com didn't like the taste, at least not as delicious as frogs, let alone snake meat and clams.

"What do we need to pay attention to in the battle with the frost worm?" The half-elf's voice reached the ogre's ears again.

It has nothing to do with me, Moglock subconsciously ignored those words, ready to continue thinking about the more 'important' things about food. But he suddenly forced himself to focus back on those words.

It's his job to do things related to combat, and it's related to him.

"Actually, I haven't really fought against frostworms." The Nord said, "If the female lizard is still there, maybe we can ask 'her'." The Nord said a little joke with a serious expression . Mage Will and the half-elf bowed their lips in admiration.

"Although I haven't really fought it, I still know a little about how the frost worm fights." The Nord said confidently, "The frost worm's body can produce a very strong cold, and it will be very cold to anyone who gets close to it. Creatures deal damage; it also, like the winter wolf, exhales a cone of cold air; the pair of giant jaws with sharp teeth at the front of the head is its main attack method, be very careful, except for our big ogres ." The Nord pointed to Moglock, "I don't think anyone can resist."

"In addition, there is a special sarcoma on the head of the frost worm. During the battle, the sarcoma will emit a strange vibrato, shocking the enemy of the frost worm from the mind, causing it to be in a trance and stay still. Then he died under the attack of the giant jaw." The Nord looked at the little dwarf on Moglock's shoulder, "To avoid accidents, we'd better destroy that vibrato sarcoid as soon as possible..."

"Leave it to me!" Moglock answered in a flat voice when he heard the little friend on his shoulder.

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