Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

Eagle Tie is a species created by angels and gods, but in the literature and operas that have been handed down to the present, even in empires with a long history and comprehensive records, there are only a few words about Eagle Tie.

What Vincent can recall is probably only a few words such as "strong strength", "flying ability can go back and forth from both ends of the mainland in a short time", "human figure is extremely beautiful".

Among them, Vincent has already experienced the powerful and extremely beautiful human figure, and he will soon experience the flying ability in the future.

Vincent briefly explained his current embarrassment to the Eagle Tie, who was almost a head taller than him, and then seriously looked directly at the pair of golden vertical pupils that would make other humans feel uncomfortable. Asked Burris: "Boris, are you willing to help me?"

Burris lowered his head. He looked at Vincent. The wings stretched behind him, nearly three meters long, suddenly folded gently. They stood beside Vincent like two shields, shielding him from the cold evening wind. .

"You don't need to ask me. I will fulfill all your requirements." Burris's voice seemed hoarse and weird, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, but Vincent could hear it. The words are full of intimacy and seriousness.

"Because, I belong to you, Vincent." Boris narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a pure smile in the golden pupils.

Boris was naked from the upper body, and the curves of his strong and strong body could be seen at a glance.Burris's lower body was still wearing the white trousers that Vincent had given him before. They were originally Vincent's trousers, but when they were worn on Burris' body, they became cropped trousers.

And because of his body shape, the trousers were still very tight, and Vincent was worried that if Burris exerted too much force one day, the trousers would be torn apart.

Time to buy a suit of clothes that fit Burris.

It just so happened that after meeting Ludwig, I went to the tailor shop in the capital to have Boris custom-made.

Thinking to himself, Vincent couldn't help stretching out his hand, and brushed away his forehead hair that was blown to his eyes by the wind for Burris.

"That's not okay, Burris. I told you before, it's wrong for you to say that." Vincent pinned the too long forehead hair to Burris' ear, his voice Soft but loud: "You only belong to yourself, and your will, your soul, your heart, and your emotions are all free."

"Free?" Boris looked at Vincent blankly, repeating the words as if he couldn't understand what Vincent said to him.

"Yes, you are free. So this is a request for help between friends, will you help me?" Vincent asked again.

Although Burris didn't understand what the word meant for the time being, he liked Vincent's gentle and sparkling expression when he said the word to him.

He was brought into this colorful world by Vincent. It can be said that if there is no Vincent, there will be no Burris.

As the last eagletie remaining in this world, Boris was originally stored as an egg in a different space palace floating on the surface of the world.

And to enter this space, the only entrance is a constantly moving underground labyrinth.

Boris has been in the egg since he became conscious.

He didn't know who his parents were, and he didn't know how long he had stayed in this seemingly gorgeous and luxurious palace, but it was very empty and lonely.

As an egg that could not be cracked no matter how hard he tried, Burris learned to roll in the palace by himself, and then played with himself to pass the endless boredom and loneliness.

Boris knew he was an eagle, born king of the sky, sharpest weapon and fiercest warrior.

He is a creature created by gods and angels to defeat demons, and it is not an exaggeration to call him the Son of God.

This is written in the depths of Boris' soul, as the knowledge of Eagle Tie.

But Boris didn't know why he stayed alone in this palace.

Apart from him, there were no angels, no gods, not even other hawk companions.

Perhaps it was the long loneliness that Burris learned to think by himself.

For being an egg that can't play, can't eat, can do nothing but roll around in the flat nest.

And thinking is the best way to kill boredom.

From thinking about why I am the only one in this palace, to why I can't get out of the eggshell that protects me, and where are the angels and gods who created my own race?

Just thinking about this, time doesn't seem to be very important.

Burris thought he might keep the shape of an egg forever, and when he spent his life in this empty palace, Vincent appeared.

It was Vincent who brought Burris out of this lonely palace, and it was Vincent who baked the hard surface of the eggshell for Burris with flame and body temperature, allowing Burris to see his surroundings with his own eyes. everything of.

Therefore, for Burris, Vincent is the beginning of his connection with the world, and everything.

But after Vincent took him out of the palace, he rejected Burris's allegiance, and said that he wanted to be friends with Burris more than the master-servant contract.

"Then Vincent and I are friends?" Burris' eyes shone like gems.

"Of course, you are my very important friend." Vincent laughed. He clenched his hand into a fist and lightly tapped Burris' chest, saying solemnly.

What's going on?Boris raised his hand and held it tightly on his left chest.

At this moment, what was throbbing violently in the warm flesh and flat bones was as deafening as the rumble of thunder.

An unknown force drove the blood flowing along the blood vessels in Boris' body to speed up the flow. The excitement and excitement in his heart appeared on his body, and the huge wings that were originally folded neatly also spread out to both sides.

The stretched and erected feathers are neatly arranged on the wings, and the zigzag shape of the edges is shining coldly against the setting sun, which shows that this pair of furry and warm wings is not only as cute as it looks.

"Then Vincent! I'll take you there! Go wherever you want to go!" Boris said loudly, he hugged Vincent horizontally, the wings behind him had spread and flapped, and his feet were on the eaves tiles Also suspended half a meter high.

"Wait for Burris! Don't use this position! It's easy to fall!" Vincent hurriedly tapped Burris' chest again, asking him to put him down.

Burris pursed his lips a little aggrievedly, then fell back to the ground and put Vincent down.

Vincent stroked his short hair, which looked fluffy and soft, but was actually a bit prickly, and said softly, "It will be hard for you to hold me like that all the time, and it will be easier to change back to the original shape."

Burris looked at Vincent, responded dully, and began to bend over.

As his tall body gradually bent down, the original bronze-colored muscles stretched, and the smooth skin seemed to be in waves, and what turned and covered Burris' body were several small and compact down feathers.

Under Vincent's sight, Boris instantly turned into an eagle with sharp golden pupils.

The creature standing in front of Vincent now has a head like a goshawk, and down the white feathers is a dark red smooth and soft body wrapped in fur.His forelimbs were slender and powerful claws, as if they could easily tear apart any existence that stood in his way.

Yingtie's hind limbs are as powerful and strong as a horse's hooves, which can directly kick enemies coming from behind into the air during a battle.

Just by looking at the muscle curves of those hooves, one could tell how terrifying the strength of these legs was. Vincent believed that even the enemy would not be willing to suffer from this.

Boris turned into a beast-like eagle, staring at Vincent with piercing eyes, let out a clear whistle, and at the same time sank down, as if urging Vincent to ride him.

Vincent was kind, not to mention time was waiting for no one. He quickly climbed onto Burris' back, and then wrapped his arms around Burris' neck tightly.

"Go to the green forest and fly to the depths of the foothills in the northwest direction." Vincent leaned into Burris' ear and said.

Burris nodded, spread his wings again, and rushed into the sky.

The emerald forest is the territory of the elves, and it is also where Vincent finally broke through the underground maze and brought Boris out, and the exit of the underground maze was connected.

Vincent finally walked out of the complex and exquisite underground palace holding Boris, who had just hatched and was only the size of a leather ball, and was surrounded by elves who came after hearing the news. Several sharp arrows and magic were ready to go. .

Once Vincent made any changes, he would be directly stabbed into a hedgehog by those arrows and the magic attached to the arrows.

Vincent, who was originally a human, appeared in the territory of the elves, and it was also the center of the elves' gathering place. It was a miracle that he was able to escape unscathed.

But God seems to be particularly partial to Vincent, so Vincent not only was not imprisoned by these elves for interrogation, but even became friends with the elf queen's child.

Although most of the credit should be attributed to Boris, the eagle, but Vincent's personal charm and knowledge also made the elves let go of their prejudice against humans and regard Vincent as a guest of honor.

The medicine that Vincent purchased was also because his good friend, Elles, the next generation crown prince of the forest of green elves, fell seriously ill for some reason.

Vincent saw at a glance that it was a curse, but due to various reasons, he only told the current elf queen and Elles himself.

"In short, send the medicine to Erles first, and then go back to Roland, the capital." Vincent leaned on Boris' body, his heart following the gust of wind whistling past his ears and the approaching greenery. Forest, and more and more relaxed.

"When I see Ludwig, I have to apologize to him for making him so worried. Then I have to tell him about the things I have encountered. Perhaps the re-establishment of diplomatic relations with the elves can also be put on the agenda." Vincent pondered in his mind.

"After the establishment of diplomatic relations, the alchemy fruit produced by the elf tree of the elves can also be obtained through normal trade. And the alchemy fruit can be exchanged with the Yi tribe, and the spring water flowing from the dragon crown tree that grows on the territory of the Yi tribe. These Everything is a very valuable material.”