I wore it after killing the God of Light

There are no more than [-] households in the fishing village. It may be that some fishermen have not yet returned to the voyage. The streets where you can see the head at a glance are deserted, with only a few burning torches fluttering in the wind.

There is not even a candle lamp covered by glass products in this place, and it is poor and backward.

Linna's house is at the end of the street, with a total of two houses and a small courtyard. The furnishings are simple, but not broken.

Before her dependent brother fell ill, her standard of living should be decent.

But it doesn't matter now, who made Linna lucky to meet him, the most talented mage in history, just wandering around on the beach?

Let him reluctantly play the role of the devil in a bottle and fulfill her few little wishes.

——Such as treating my brother’s illness and so on.

Before entering the house, Li Mingguang heard intermittent coughing. Linna went to carry the bucket to divide the fish, so he simply squatted outside and dug a hole, preparing to bury the shackles in it.

He tried to snap off the few remaining little gems like Lina did.

After repeated attempts to no avail, the mage once again confirmed that Linna might not be a normal person at all.

He chose to give up.

Not just a few gems, he still doesn't lack this start-up capital.

... Well, anyway, he has memorized the location, and at worst, he will come back to dig again later.

Diligent and thrifty housekeeping is a good civilization!

After completely getting rid of a trouble, Li Mingguang felt much more relaxed and comfortable.

He felt empowered.

He is fine again.

The sorcerer of Essence Secondary School decided to make trouble. He planned to throw some spells like blizzard on the sea to celebrate, and by the way, avenge himself who was struggling on the sea the day before.

It's a pity that before he finished snapping his fingers excitedly, the wooden barrel filled with water stopped with a bang.

There was a lot of movement.

Li Mingguang was splashed all over his face, and his enthusiasm was also extinguished.

In this case, it is a miracle that the water in the bucket is not drained.

"Don't be lazy here - quickly pick out the live fish!" Linna herself was carrying a bucket, picking and picking the fish.

She greeted Li Mingguang with a very natural expression, as if it was only right and proper.

Li Mingguang, who had never been instructed in this way, felt like a rookie apprentice who had just started.

There's probably something wrong with the character setting.

He is the benefactor who provided Linna with money, shouldn't he be regarded as a guest of honor?

After picking up the fish for a while, Linna, who found that the boy hadn't moved at all, urged gently, "Joshua, move faster."

"The price difference between live fish and dead fish is half a copper coin."

Li Mingguang was reluctant and tried to use spells to be lazy.

"You don't remember many things now. Before you remember, you have to learn to support yourself."

Linna was very thoughtful, "Gems can be exchanged for money, but if you are targeted by someone with malicious intentions, it will be bad if you find out your identity... My brother and I definitely have no way to protect you."

For the sake of her lack of selfishness, Li Mingguang decided not to care about the offense for the time being.

He snorted softly, picked up the small broken wooden bucket and started working like Linna.

No way, who made him a magnanimous mage?

The work of picking up fish is probably similar to that of a mage apprentice handling slimy things like slug slime.

Li Mingguang had a fishy smell on his hands.

Taking advantage of Lina's inattention, he cleaned his hands with a water polo technique, and moved all the remaining live fish into the bucket.

Magic is so convenient.

Not many survived, not even a half of the fish Linna caught.

The dead fish were strung up one by one by the girl with a rope, washed and hung on the drying pole in front of the house.

With this survival rate, it's no wonder that they can make money.

"Why don't you bring a bucket when you go out to sea?" Li Mingguang squatted on the ground without image, looking at the fish spitting bubbles in the wooden bucket, expressing his incomprehension.

It's not that Linna lacks strength. When going out to sea, bring a big bucket and just put the fish in the bucket.

Linna was still drying the fish without turning her head, "The boat is small and there are not enough hands, so it can't hold a big bucket."

"So... as long as there is a big boat, it's all right?" Li Mingguang's eyes lit up, and he finally found his place of use.

"Do you want a big ship, as long as you want..."

Find a place with lush trees, he can cut out a lot of planks with a snap of his fingers, and then assemble those planks, Linna will have a big boat.

He is really a good mage who is good at listening to other people's wishes!

"Big boat... In the past, my brother and I went out to sea together, and the boat was bigger than it is now." Linna thought of something, and there was a trace of nostalgia in her eyes. "I stabilize the rudder and load the fish, and my brother fishes. The two of us can have a lot of harvest."

So the problem is still with the brother.

Li Mingguang fully understood.

"Don't worry... about your brother..." He patted his chest to reassure, but was interrupted by Linna again.

"Take a good rest today. Tomorrow, I will take you to the city. After selling the fish, I will find Uncle Som to exchange the gems. When I come back, my brother should wake up."

"I'll let you get to know each other then."

... No, wouldn't it be good to let him finish talking!It's super aggrieved, I can't say it yet, Li Mingguang is tired.

Why can Linna talk to herself like this?

Wu Wu, who was also one of them, thought so, and quietly probed the situation in the room.

It doesn't matter, he can't be the almighty lamp god, he can still be a goblin who does good deeds without leaving his name.

He had been hearing intermittent coughing before, thinking that Lina's brother was awake, and after checking himself, he found out that Lina was right.

But that's definitely not a disease.

It is a curse that continues to consume life.

Do fishermen in remote villages also suffer from the curse?Li Mingguang didn't know the situation.

But he wasn't a priest, and he didn't learn any light spells with healing ability, otherwise he might be able to help.

Curses are different from spell damage with various effects. Except for the caster, only attributes repel each other, and purification with healing power can be eliminated.

This is the Dark Continent, where can he find the light priest Ou?

Besides, except for some guy who is as keen as a dog, who can easily track down the whereabouts of the caster based on a curse that doesn't know how long it has been in the past?

Lina has finished processing the rest of the fish.

"Are you hungry? But even if you're hungry, there's nothing to eat for you today, so drink some water and bear with it."

"Today's dry food has been eaten, and it's not good to light a fire to grill fish. I will remember to buy an extra one when I go to the city tomorrow."

Li Mingguang: ...

He's going to make a fuss.

When had he been wronged like this!

Li Mingguang secretly made a note for Linna, and Li Mingguang rolled a piece of bread for himself, and at the same time vowed that when he finished his business, he must improve the mage's meal-making skills.

——The taste of bread is really bad, he should have transformed his meal making technique into a refreshment sandwich.

But he never imagined that he would have today.

"It's okay, I'm not hungry." Li Mingguang managed to force a smile, "Let's rest first."

Tomorrow, he should be able to find out from Linna what is going on with her brother's illness.Oh, and, remember to get some red medicine and pour it on her brother first.

If people die before he comes up with a solution, it's too much of a sign.

The person he wants to protect cannot be taken away even if the God of Death comes over in person.

Just so confident!

However, he dared to guarantee it like this, and he was still sure that it was impossible for the god of death to come to this small plane, and he could wander around as he wanted.

That guy should still be playing the game of tomb robbery, I hope the mechanism is enough for him to eat a few pots :)

Linna rubbed her hands on the hem of her clothes, "I've wronged you, you want to live with me, it's not good to be infected by my brother."

Curse is not contagious, what is contagious is plague.

Li Mingguang really wanted to remind her seriously, but the question turned into another question: "... live with you?"

He still wants to rub red medicine at night, and he is not used to sleeping with other people.

"Actually, we can build another room." Looking around, Li Mingguang felt that there was enough space.

Linna really wanted to ask him loudly if his mind was not clear again. Considering that her brother was still asleep, she had to lower her voice: "Even if you want to build a house, you have to wait later? What are you thinking about!"

Li Mingguang sighed, "But I want to sleep alone, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."

Lin Na stared at him, Li Mingguang was calm.

After a stalemate for a while, she still gave up first, "...Then just wait a while, I'll clean up."

Lina pulled out an old net from the house and tied both ends to a tree in the yard.He climbed up lightly.

She turned her back to Li Mingguang, and said softly, "Go to the city tomorrow, change the gems, and after buying medicine for my brother, ask the merchant if he has any old tents for sale."

"I live in a tent, so that when you leave later, the house will not be empty, and the tent can be dismantled and put on the boat."

Li Mingguang was extremely awkward.

So he still prefers to be alone, and he will not have such concerns at all.

He stepped forward and pulled off Linna's clothes, "...you go into the house, I slept during the day, and I'm not sleepy now."

"I'll see if I can remember anything first, and I'll rest later."

Lina shook her head and refused: "It's okay, I spent the night at sea, it's not cold."

It's not a question of whether it's cold or not.

Can a 300-year-old boss let a teenage girl suffer from the cold outside?

Obviously not.

"I'm not sleepy, you still have to sell fish tomorrow." Li Mingguang said dryly, "So it's better for you to rest early, and I will rest after I think about it."

"Well, so I fell asleep." Linna turned over, "You go into the house by yourself...don't mess around with my things."

She really didn't speak anymore, and her breathing gradually became slow and long.

Li Mingguang had no choice but to spread his hands, conjuring a small fire for her, and by the way, dispelled the excessive water vapor in the nearby air.

It's just a matter of lifting a finger, and it's like taking care of a child.

He entered the house, didn't go to bed, but found a clean place to sit down, and checked his lost and recovered small space.

Um?The materials are not lost...even full?

This small portable space was just opened up when he became Joshua. Even though Everdark Forest has been scooped up by him once, there will not be so much material.

The rarity is not low.

Rule out the least likely option, rule out the most likely option...the most likely one doesn't seem to rule out.

The security level of the small portable space is not high. For Mote, whose real body has come, the difficulty of cracking it is probably just moving a finger.

Li Mingguang checked it again, and found that the painted scroll inside was destroyed and tattered, making him more certain.

What he took himself was completely different from what Mote gave him!

After finally thinking about it, Li Mingguang became irritable again, and the quality of the red medicine he made also fluctuated.

Why is there no water in his mind!

Li Mingguang, who was in a bad mood, simply blamed all his mistakes on the sea.

After several blizzards, he found himself again.

In case of indecision, output more, the happiness of a mage is so simple.

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