God's family

"Ah... I finally came back alive..." After being doused with water, the "person" seemed to be a little bit more energetic at last, and his dark blue eyes were crystal clear—this was probably the only part of his body that he could see ——Full of emotion, he asked in a hoarse voice, his tone was gentle and gentle, not annoying, "Excuse me, can you give me some more water?"

The mercenaries looked at "him" silently, as if judging the situation. After a long time, a mercenary standing in front of Lola finally couldn't resist the eager eyes, silently untied the water bottle from his waist, and handed it to him. past.

This time, the opponent's actions were not as eager as they were at the beginning, or maybe he also knew that if he moved too quickly, he would disturb the vigilant mercenaries, and perhaps his life would be in danger.So, he just bowed his head slightly, reluctantly bowed his body as a courtesy, then stretched out his hands gently, and respectfully took the water bottle from the mercenary's hand.

The expressions on everyone's faces are even weirder. If you don't look at the appearance, the behavior of the "people" can be called elegant, but once they are paired with such an appearance... Everyone in the world judges people's hearts by their appearance.

Not surprisingly, the pot of water was poured on the body by the "man" again.With some regret, he shook it a few times with a little reluctance, until he was sure that no more water could be poured out, then the "man" returned the kettle to the previous mercenary, showing a somewhat embarrassing expression that seemed to be a smile , "Excuse me...can you give me some more water?" However, before the mercenaries could react, the "man" changed his words again, turned his dark blue eyes, and was still sitting on the ground in a daze. Laura, "This lady looks like a water mage, right? I feel really sorry for wasting your drinking water. Please give me one or two water spells. I think it will be enough."

Seeing that "person" talking to herself, Laura realized that she was still sitting on the ground with a little gaffe, and quickly stood up, patted the dirt on her clothes, with a strange expression on her face, "Who the hell are you?"

"Me? I'm just a bard." The "man" pulled his dry and wrinkled skin, showing a horrifying smile, and then he moved so stiffly that he lifted up his own dirt that was spread on the ground. Xi's blue clothes, revealing the delicate golden lyre under the clothes.

……travelling poet……?

Everyone just felt that the explosion of thunder was ringing in their ears one after another, making them overwhelmed, and kept silent with their own thoughts. Even though the mercenaries were well-informed, they couldn't figure out what was going on right now—there were So weird, ugly and husky-voiced bard?

Finally, under the expectant eyes of the "bard", Laura made a move. She turned her head to look at Edgar, took a deep breath after receiving his nod, turned to the bard, and then raised her hand , Throwing a primary auxiliary water spell, Water Curtain, in the past.

The water curtain that surrounded the bard seemed to be absorbed by the man, and quickly penetrated into his skin. What surprised everyone was that after the water curtain was completely absorbed into the man's body, the body that was originally dry His skin seemed to stretch a little, at least it wasn't as scary as dry cracked leather at first—of course, this didn't rule out that everyone was getting used to his weird appearance.

When the moisture around him disappeared, the bard finally moved his body and stood up with his lyre in his arms.His figure was tall and slender, and he was about the same size as the tall and strong Edgar, but he was so thin that he seemed to have only a skeleton left, making him look extremely uncomfortable.The skinny "skeleton" leaned towards Lola with graceful movements, "Thank you, Ms. Mage, but this little moisture still seems a bit insufficient. Excuse me, can I..."

The bard's voice was still hoarse, not at all pleasant as it should be, but the apology and helplessness in his tone were genuine, making one not feel bad.Laura has also recovered from the initial panic. In fact, she is not a timid woman. It was just that she was not mentally prepared at the beginning, and then suddenly frightened, which made her lose her composure. At this moment, she has fully accepted bard She had returned to her usual gentleness and politeness from the appearance set by the poet, and after saying "Please don't be so polite" with a smile, she cast the spell again.

As the bard absorbs more and more water into his body, he plumps up at a speed visible to the naked eye under everyone's gaze, just like the dry bread that mercenaries often eat in bad situations, absorbed After getting water, it swelled rapidly, from dry and hard to loose and soft.

The dry skin absorbed enough water and became smooth and delicate, and the tightly wrinkled parts gradually stretched out as the "flesh" expanded, changing from an ugly skeleton to a shape that a real human should have—— Of course, at this moment, absolutely no one will think that he is an ordinary "human being".

Although Laura is a very good middle-level water-type spell, she can't support the continuous use of water-type spells.After the four water curtains were cast, she stopped. After all, the mercenary group is still in danger. It is impossible for her to completely consume her mana on a strange "person", but she must retain enough strength. In case there will be a sudden attack next time.

Everyone understands the reason why Lola stopped, probably even the bard, so even though he still doesn't seem to get enough water, he doesn't ask again, but just looks at Lola helplessly, with the expression that he knows it's impossible but The appearance of still waiting for the pie to fall from the sky is simply very soft-hearted.

Involuntarily, Laura avoided the sight of the bard, but turned to Roger for help—except for her, only Roger knew water spells.

Roger was a little helpless, but he would not refuse Lola's help. After all, he currently had enough mana, and there were still a few bottles of potions in his bag to replenish spells. Using more water spells was of no use to him other than improving his proficiency. The big disadvantage is, of course, the most important thing is that any man probably cannot refuse the silent request of a beautiful and gentle woman like Lola.

Walking out from behind Laycent, looking at the bard who could basically see his handsome face, Roger swung Lola's spare staff that he borrowed temporarily.Each wand has its own unique attributes. Although it does not mean that spells with different attributes cannot be used, spells with the same attribute are more effective.On the surface, Roger's identity is a junior fire mage, and his usual spells are also fire spells. The staff is naturally of the fire attribute, and Lola is a water spell, so the spare staff is also water.

Because of the wand, and because the casting methods of water spells and fire spells are slightly different, Roger has always been a little unaccustomed to it. Until these days, he has been using water attribute wands and practicing water spells. Gradually adapting to the identity of a water mage, I don't want to use fireball just by waving my staff.

The rescuer changed from Lola to Roger, and the bard finally waited for the pie falling from the sky, and his grateful eyes moved to Roger, with some doubts.After all, mages of a certain attribute generally have the aura of the same attribute around them. The bard probably felt the warm moisture around Lola before asking her for help. It's just that Roger's spells are mixed, so naturally he can't cultivate them. The pure breath of magic elements.

After another four low-level water spells, the bard who had completely recovered his true colors finally let out a long breath, expressing that he was already very healthy, and then he straightened his still tattered blue robe, deeply He gave a salute to everyone.

The bard with a grateful smile is extremely bright, even a beauty like Lola can't help being a bit inferior by his side, the silky light blue long hair is extremely long, almost reaching to the ankle, and the fingers holding the lyre are slender and fair, Perfect with almost no blemishes, his skin is as creamy, and his facial features are as exquisite as those of elves, but Theodore is more handsome, while the bard's face is gentle and soft, if it is not the skinny face at the beginning People have observed his skeleton at the time, and based on that face alone, many people probably think that he is a woman—well, there are probably very few women with such a height.

It's a pity that such a beautiful woman stood "slim and graceful" in front of everyone, but everyone's hearts were calm, and they didn't feel any emotion at all. After all, they had seen his terrifying appearance before, which was so terrifying that it would make people have nightmares. Everything about her beauty and good looks are just floating clouds, floating clouds.

"I feel so tired... probably I will never love again in my life." Roger turned his head and covered his face, uttering everyone's heart at this moment.

So beautiful to such an extent, but after being shriveled, everyone feels that once they meet a beauty in the future, they will involuntarily think of what happened today. No matter how beautiful that person is, who else can be so beautiful Go for it, bastard!

Unaware of the disillusionment of the crowd at this moment, the bard blinked his eyes in a daze, his voice was soft and ethereal, and it seemed that even if he was just speaking normally, it was like an obsessive ballad, "Are you tired? I'm really sorry, I didn't expect that I...would be short of water to that extent." After a pause, he exhaled with lingering fear, "Thank God for allowing me to meet you, otherwise I would probably die here..."

"If you don't move and just lie on the ground, I think anyone will think that you have been dead for several years." Edgar was a little speechless, and motioned to Roger and others who were closer to the bard to move back. Withdrew, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "What the hell are you?"

The corners of the mercenaries couldn't help but twitch when they heard that their boss had neatly classified the other party into the category of "person" and directly classified it as "thing".Although the atmosphere at this time seems brisk, and the conversation with the bard is also friendly, no one will relax their vigilance, regardless of whether they themselves are always in danger, even if it is an ordinary to the extreme road encounter, encountering Such a weird existence is definitely not something that can make people relax their vigilance.

"Please believe me, I don't mean anything malicious, I'm just an ordinary bard on a trip who was in trouble and was kindly rescued by you." The bard replied sincerely, the so-called beauty has such benefits , even if the previous terrifying appearance is still vivid, but looking at his expression and listening to his voice at this moment, it is involuntarily convincing.

Of course, the mercenaries who are used to the days of licking blood with knife-edge are not good, no matter how much the bard confuses people, they can't shake their will.

"Do you think that just based on what you just came here, people will think that you are just an 'ordinary traveling bard'?" Edgar raised his eyebrows, with a bit of ridicule in his tone.

"...Because I didn't appear in front of you as an ordinary person, it proves that what I told you is not a lie, isn't it?" The bard was silent for a moment, and then smiled again. Obviously, he His brain turned quickly, and he was not an unreasonable person, "I am not a human being, I am a foreign race, you should know it too. If you want to look at it from the perspective of gaining your trust, I pretend to be a human being, and then use this appearance To confuse you, shouldn't it be more effective?"

"Hey~? You are quite eloquent!" Edgar looked up and down the bard, seemed slightly interested, but quickly put this interest aside, "Forget it, I don't care if you are innocent The foreign race is still a guy with ulterior motives, in short, we saved you, and we don't plan to ask you for any reward, you go your way, we go ours, just break up like this!"

With that said, Edgar gestured to the mercenaries again, turned and left, and the bard didn't say much, but bowed his head and respectfully let everyone go first.

The mercenaries did not stop, and quickly walked past the bard, and they were slightly relieved when his figure disappeared behind him.

"Alien race? What kind of alien race is that guy?" After the crisis, the mercenaries became active again, exchanging their views on the incident with each other excitedly.

"What kind of alien race can it be? It must not be an elf, otherwise Theodore should recognize it. Judging by its height, it must not be a dwarf, judging by its IQ, it must not be an orc, and it must not be a winged man without wings. The rest are demons and sea tribes That's it, just his dry appearance..." Edgar whistled, with great interest, "Hey! This is the first time I've met the Sea Clan!"

"Didn't it mean that the sea people can't leave the sea? And it's said that they all have webs and scales. Why didn't you see it just now?" Laura asked suspiciously, "But he should have the breath of water on him, so I It will feel more intimate.”

"Who knows, the Sea Clan has always been mysterious, Biyi people seldom appear, maybe the low-level Sea Clan is what we rumored, and that guy is higher, so he can become a human, and he can also leave the sea?" Degas shrugged his shoulders and replied indifferently, "In short, as long as he doesn't trouble us, who cares what he is?"

The mercenaries burst into laughter, saying that since that thing is from the sea race, not human beings, their love for beauty can finally be clung together. After all, what they plan to find is a human woman. As for the alien race, who cares about his dry What's it like after that?

"Okay, you guys keep your voice down! The Sea Clan is not a good character to get along with, especially the bards of the Sea Clan!" Seeing the mercenaries laughing and laughing together, Edgar was quite helpless. He raised his voice, "Haven't you heard of a siren who uses singing to confuse people's minds? If you let that guy know what you are talking about, be careful and eat you all!"

Immediately, everyone couldn't help but shuddered, thinking of the beautiful voice of the bard just now, they had to agree that Edgar's words were not just random words.

Quickly breaking away from the excitement of watching the Sea Clan, the mercenaries returned to their previous cautiousness——the Sea Clan and the like, as long as they don't get involved, it has nothing to do with them, and they already have a Trouble, it's better to be cautious, and it's better not to provoke anything else.