Dragon Contract God

When this group of people was talking about Mo Le and Mo Le, Mo Le had also been observing the movements of this group of people.His magic traps actually covered the entire open space, and if this group of people dared to plot against him, he wouldn't mind launching traps to bury them all here.

Fortunately, after discussing with serious expressions for a while, the group of people did not show any changes. Only a small group of people stayed vigil, and the rest went to sleep.Moller also felt relieved a little, but he still didn't dare to sleep. He chewed on the root of a magic plant that had a refreshing effect, and spent the whole night meditating on the structure of the magic circle to pass the time, always keeping vigilant.

The group said hello and left at dawn the next day.Out of careful consideration, Moller then left the foothold, but then found a dense tree nearby and hid in the canopy to observe the situation.After a few more hours, I found that there was indeed nothing abnormal, so I quickly walked to the outskirts of the forest according to the original route.

Because he didn't sleep all night, Mo Le had to drink a bottle of mid-level recovery agent. Relying on the effect of the potion, he walked the last journey in the Erlun Forest, and finally saw a road ahead.

Excited, Moller walked along the road for several hours, and the path in the forest turned into a main road, with occasional carriages and caravans passing by.

Following the road of the caravan for more than ten miles, the two of them saw a place where human beings lived together. It was a small town made of stone, with a rock wall more than ten meters high. Strong men with weapons are guarding, but the security is not strict. Any horses and caravans that want to enter will not be intercepted, and no one will check and salute or collect tolls.

Moller entered the town holding Rex, who also had a small face, with a serious expression. The guards just looked at him curiously, and didn't say anything. After passing smoothly, the two heaved a sigh of relief. In fact, they were all very nervous. Even though they knew that the possibility of being discovered was extremely small, they couldn't help worrying about being caught.

After entering the town, it became lively. On the avenue paved with stone slabs, there were various stalls selling some crops, furs, meat, and traders driving carriages. The products attracted a large group of women and children. The people here wore simple and simple linen clothes, just like the Western society in the twelfth and thirteenth centuries in the movie.

After more than ten years of barbaric life, Mo Le, who finally entered the human society, feels very kind to everything he sees.Instead of going to the most needed hotel to stay and rest, he found a blacksmith's shop that sold weapons, bought a dagger that fit his current arm length with a gold coin, and a traveler with an iron tip wrapped stick.After coming to the human world, you need to consider the issue of not revealing your wealth. Things like sixth-level magic swords and high-level magic storage stones cannot be easily taken out.

The shopkeeper gave Moller two silver coins and thirteen copper coins—the change was also one of his purposes.Along the way, Moller saw that people who bought things used copper coins, and some even bartered directly. If you think about it with your butt, you can know how much the hundreds of gold coins he got from the adventurer's magic bag are worth. It is precious and rare. If you directly take gold or silver coins to stay in the store, it is hard to guarantee that the store owner will be murdered for money - he just has some magical powers, and he is not immortal. It is better not to cause unnecessary troubles. good.

With the small change, Moller went to the tailor's shop again, where he bought some plain clothes that fit, and clogs that fit, and even the swaddling clothes that wrapped Rex, for less than a silver coin. Replaced with normal cloth.

In this way, the completely new Moller took Rex into the largest hotel in the town.

"Brother Mole, is this the human world?"

After entering the room, Rex asked Moller with a curious face. Since coming to the town, Rex has been obediently silent, but his little hands tightly grasped Moller's skirt, The small eyes peeped nervously and curiously at the world outside the swaddling baby.

"Yes." Moller used magic powder to arrange a simple warning magic circle around the room, while answering Rex with mental strength, and then seriously warned: "Remember what I told you before you came, don't mention Our previous identities are not acceptable in any form, and spiritual communication is not acceptable!"

"Yeah!" Nervous and somewhat excited, Rex nodded earnestly with a small face, expressing that he would never disappoint Brother Mole's entrustment.

The warning magic circle was set up, and Rex, who hadn't slept all night and had been driving for two days, fell headfirst on the bed, and soon fell asleep. After doing the things, she also fell into sleep in his arms.

Moller slept all day, until the next afternoon when he was woken up by the worried hostess of the hotel. The fat middle-aged woman might have thought that he was sick or even dead. Seeing that he was finally safe and sound. When he came out to open the door, he immediately showed a relieved expression.

The hotel provides broth and baked rice cakes, each serving costs only two copper coins. Moller saw that many other residents were eating and drinking here, so he also ordered two servings. He ate one and a half for himself, and gave the other half to him. He met Rex who was very curious about human food.

In the past, the food made by Moller was seasoned by himself. It can’t be compared with the traditional food made by human beings after many years of exploration. The little fart dragon liked it very much after eating it, and hated his appetite after getting smaller. I also became smaller. I only drank half a bowl of soup and half a rice cake before I was full.

Moller, who sat at the same table with Rex, was not in the mood to enjoy delicious food, because since he entered the town, he has been listening attentively to every word the people here, hoping to deduce as much common sense as possible from the lines, When it was not necessary, he tried not to speak, and when he had to say something, he was very brief, for fear that redundant words would reveal his details, and this made everyone in the hotel feel that this young man was difficult to get along with , so no one got close to him.

After a meal, by eavesdropping on other people's conversations, Moller got a very useful piece of news - this small town called Stonewall Town is actually a kind of transit supply station, and from here, there are all kinds of roads leading in all directions. Roads can reach many places, among which there is a bustling big city called McCann City, where many caravans gather every day.

People in Stonewall Town seem to be very proud of the ten-kilometer-long rock city wall that their ancestors put a lot of effort into erecting when they first built this place 100 years ago, and it also protected this place in several subsequent wars. The town, so people named the town after this.

Since it is a transit supply station, there is a lot of foreign tourists every day, so most of the residents make a living by doing business, opening hotels or selling various supplies needed for travel, and only a small number of residents have opened up small pieces of land outside the town. Grow a crop called sword rice.Jianmi looks like gladiolus, with sharp blades shaped like a sword. The tip and blade of the sword are directed outwards, and what is protected in the core is a giant rice three feet long and thick as a wrist. There are twenty or thirty catties, and the output is not bad.

Looking at these busy people every day, Moller couldn't help but feel kind in his heart, but at the same time he had a mentality that was incompatible with them, so he was used to standing by the window of the hotel for a long time to observe, but his thoughts were always wandering. Going far away, I can't help but think about some things in my previous life.

It wasn't until Rex felt bored and wanted to go out to play, that Moller hugged the little guy and walked to the woods outside the town in an irritable mood.

Mole, who wanted to find something to do, heard from him in the town that there were a lot of small prey in the depths of the woods here, so he decided to go and see if he could hunt anything, so that the hotel cook would have extra meals— —In fact, he just needs to vent some inexplicable negative emotions.

"Hey! Black boy wants to go hunting alone again?"

"Even if you hunt a bear, your mother won't like you, you bad boy against God!"

An annoying voice came to Mo Le's ears. He looked up and saw a group of half-grown teenagers gathered together, laughing and mocking a boy who was walking into the woods with a bow on his back.The young man was dark-skinned and thin, and turned a deaf ear to other people's ridicule. He only looked up at Mo Le when he passed by him. The suppressed raging anger in those blue eyes surprised Mo Le, but he was not in a good mood. Well, he didn't care, and walked towards the other direction of the woods on his own.

"Why didn't that human cub attack?" Rex looked curiously at the back of the boy going away: "If you don't make a move when you are provoked, you will be killed as a weakling."

Moller frowned and explained: "I told you, this is not a jungle. Human society has its own rules. Some of the laws of the jungle can be used here, and some can't."

Rex thought for a while, but didn't quite understand, so he didn't want to talk about it anymore, and instead asked, "Brother Mole, where are we going?"

"Go find a secluded place and bury you!"

Brother Mole's voice was so cold, Rex sensibly shut up, nestled in his arms obediently and did not speak.

After walking around in the woods, Moller hit two gray wild birds with stones picked up from the roadside, each weighing seven to eight catties. He saw someone selling such prey at a stall in the market. It's called Gray Feather Chicken or something. It is said that the meat tastes good. I think the cook will be willing to cook them.

On the way back, Mole accidentally met the black and thin boy again, dragging a horned deer about the same size as him, with blood on his shoulder.

After killing the two innocent wild birds, Mole felt much better, so he said to the boy, "You are injured, do you need help?"

The boy looked at him warily at first, then gradually softened his back, and nodded silently.

The wound was caused by the horns of the horned deer. It was deep, but luckily it didn't hurt the artery. The boy made a bunch of herbs to stop the bleeding to block the wound, and then bandaged it with cloth strips. Moller decisively removed these things that could easily cause infection , took out a small bottle of primary hemostatic agent that he brewed by himself from the magic bag in his arms, and dropped a few drops on the wound, and the bleeding wound began to scab.

"Don't touch the water for the next two days, or it will be very troublesome if you get infected." Moller softly warned, and after thinking for a while, he said: "The horned deer is not a prey that you can deal with at your age, it's better not to be too reluctant, otherwise next time But you may not be so lucky.”

The boy glanced at him again, bowed his head and said a word of thanks in a soft voice.

"Why did brother Mole treat him? Is this the law of human society? People of the same kind should heal each other?" Rex asked without understanding. The simple little guy intuitively sensed that someone's mood had changed Well, you can continue to ask questions and harass.

"It is not necessary to save everyone, but when you see someone is injured, it is the basic code of conduct to take care of them. Of course, there are some people who don't follow such rules. For those who don't follow the rules, you don't have to obey them." Mo Le instilled his own worldview into the little fart dragon, and he didn't care about justice or injustice, as long as the little guy he brought out would not suffer in the future, and he would not have no bottom line.

After eating delicious smoked gray feather chicken in the evening, Moller welcomed an unexpected guest, a middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion and a green plaid kerchief, and brought the teenager he treated during the day to visit. A small basket of berries was put down.

"Thank you very much, sir, for taking care of Eriba during the day. This child is always worrying, and it really troubles you."

Moller says it's okay and accepts the berries.The woman laughed, and then extended an invitation: "I heard from the shop owner that the husband will be staying here for a while. If you have time, you can go to the assembly held in the auditorium at night. A kind-hearted person like you should have the opportunity to listen to the gospel."

The boy had kept his head down since he entered the room, unable to see his expression clearly, but when he heard his mother's words, he suddenly raised his head and gave Mo Le a worried look.

Mo Le noticed his expression, but agreed to the woman calmly: "If I have time, I will go."