[Western Fantasy] The Master is above

Igor froze for a moment, tentatively raised the cup beside him, and Pudding continued to look up.The cup continued to rise, and Pudding's chin began to be parallel to his neck.When the cup was lifted again, the pudding gurgled and rolled out one by one.

"Pfft," Iger couldn't help laughing, put down the cup and picked it up by the back of his neck.

Pudding didn't dislike Eagle at this time, and when he was carried back, he still squatted obediently on the spot, wagging his tail and staring at the half glass of milk.

"You want to drink," Eagle said, tilting the glass a little.

"Mi~" Pudding's tail flicked more joyously immediately, and he softly called out to Igor, his gaze firmly glued to the gently shaking milky white liquid in the cup.

Igor hurriedly stabilized the arm that was trembling because of the smile, and stopped teasing it, and tilted the cup down a little more, bringing it to Pudding's mouth.Pudding immediately put his whole head into the mouth of the cup, and his tail was still tightly wrapped around Igor's fingers, as if he was afraid that he would take the cup away again.

After the pudding licked for a while, Igor took another sip by himself, and handed the pudding two more licks.One man and one beast harmoniously drank the remaining half glass of milk.Pudding licked the wall of the cup reluctantly in the end, and gave up after Iger turned the cup upside down and asked him to confirm it again.

He reached out and touched the fluff on Pudding's back, and this time he was not rejected, and Pudding rubbed his palm flatteringly.Half a glass of milk conquered a Dark Demon Tiger, and Iger had to sigh that the power of food is indeed infinite.Although it hurts to think that I only have a bottle of milk left, but looking at the docile pudding beside me, I still think it's worth it!

Hill didn't want to see the two foolish looks at all, and turned back to the room.Lance and Luluca had gone their separate ways long before they started dividing the milk.Lilith is only interested in meat and blood.Seeing that Igor and Pudding would take half a glass of milk each, they ran to the yard to bask in the sun in disgust.

After Hill returned to the room, he took out the memory crystal that the two were in the practice field at that time.On the road a few days ago, Igor mentioned to him the black shadow in the final purification circle. Although Igor smiled and said that it was probably his own illusion, Hill still remembered it.

Having been with Igor for so long, I naturally understand his usually rough and nervous personality, and his weird intuition on some unusual little things.After so many days in the past, he still remembered a small incident when he was in a trance, which made Hill a little concerned.

For the whole practice site, especially the last holy magic purification circle, Hill always felt that there was something strange about it.But he couldn't find any other necromancer's training grounds for comparison, so Hill could only try to find out by himself.Fortunately, those ancient magic words are also recorded in the books and materials he got from the unknown necromancer before.

But the amount of those materials is also very considerable. After Hill got them, he only covered some relatively simple books for the time being.Now that they have time, Hill can slowly start to try to research.

But looking at the shrinking image of the memory crystal around the empty room, Hill frowned—there were too few equipment, and the room was too dilapidated, and books and materials could not be put away, let alone his alchemy equipment.

Early the next morning, Hill announced that he would start to revise the planning of the house, and the irrelevant personnel left quickly—and then Igor, Lilith, and Pudding were kicked out of the house.

Looking at the wooden door that was slammed shut in front of him, Igor supported Lilith and hugged Pudding, shrugged his shoulders, turned around and walked towards the street innocently.

Without the three that would cause trouble, Hill asked Luluka and Lance what they meant, and then began to direct a large number of skeletons to completely repair the house.

Afraid of attracting other people's attention, the exterior has not been changed, and the interior of the room, from the ceiling to the walls and floors, was almost completely replaced by Hill.When Igor came back with Pudding and Lilith, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong house.

"I thought you turned the door into a teleportation array just now." Igor put the things he bought on the table in piles, "Remember to tell me in advance next time, otherwise one day I really went to the wrong door and thought it was You redecorated the house again." After half a day, Hill's family has been desolate to the present warm and exquisite, even if Hill is not a magician, he will definitely be urged by those nobles.

Iger went out for a long time, and the big wooden table was replaced after the things he bought piled up again.Hill frowned and pulled out a black and white thing from a pile of messy things, "What are you wearing?"

Eagle snatched the little black apron trimmed with white lace, "No! I gave it to the biscuit."

Hilton's face darkened.

Iger turned around to look for it, got up and grabbed a little skeleton who was still running around in the living room.Tie the little apron on the skull two or three times, and touched the forehead of the little skull who was still in a daze, "Look, how suitable and cute!"

Luluka and Lance came in from the yard. Luluka happened to see Iger's precise grasp of the little skull and his skillful movement of tying the apron, and she also sighed: "How did you recognize it from so many identical skeletons?" of?"

Lance: "..." Shouldn't the focus be on the weird taste of wearing a lace apron to a skeleton?

Hill didn't want to talk to him at all at this time, "You bought a bunch of these things after you went out for half a day?"

"No, I went to the mercenary union to register our mercenary squad." Igor dug out four round metal badges from a pile of debris on the table, and handed them to Hill and the others by name.

When Hill saw the string of small words "Muffin Mercenary Squad" above his name, he wasn't surprised at all—Igor was going alone, and he had long been prepared that he would take such a name.

Compared with large mercenary regiments, the formation requirements of a mercenary squad are very simple. You only need to meet the requirements of a minimum of three people, simply fill in the basic information such as the name, age, and occupation of the team members, and then have a squad name, and you can Registration is successful.Mercenary is a chaotic profession with a high degree of freedom. Even the information filled in is just a simple process, and no one cares about the authenticity.The most valuable thing about a mercenary team is not a certain member, but the task completion rate of the entire team.

Iger also brought back a bunch of low-level task lists from the task hall.Everyone is here at this time, so we can screen some together.

There are all kinds of low-level tasks, such as finding people, hunting, guarding, and beating people...

"Hmm... Help guard the warehouse, collect pig skins, and find the lost Katy rabbit?" Luluka opened one of the pages and read casually.

"Who is going to help him find that kind of stupid rabbit." Lilith jumped off Eagle's head, ran to Luluka's hand, and turned to the previous page with a twig, "I think the task of collecting pig skin is good. .Do they just want the skin and not the meat?"

Iger: "That's a good question, if it is, we'll take it."

"Aww!" Pudding, who had been playing with a tattered black leather notebook on the table, also agreed in agreement.

Hill raised his eyebrows, and suddenly reached out to pick up the notebook.Pudding wasn't angry either, he stumbled to Hill's side and flicked his tail.

Touching the top of Pudding's head soothingly, Hill quickly flipped through the notes twice.Finally, his eyes stopped on a signature with a strange font on the first page.

"Where did this come from?"

"Oh? Ah, the market area on the east side of the city. When I bought fruit juice and milk for pudding, the boss used it as a table foot. The pudding insisted on chewing and playing, so I found a stone and exchanged it with the boss. .”

"Yeah." Hill pinched Pudding's pointed ears appreciatively, "It's much more useful than Igor, and the things I finally got back aren't all sundries."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, it's still short today.Yesterday I was really tired and paralyzed + continued to catch a cold, and died early again at night. I wanted to get up early to type, but when I opened my eyes, it was already almost eight o'clock! [tears streaming down the face

Today, I must refrain from lying down, and try to write a thick and long story to compensate everyone.The pace of the last few chapters has indeed slowed down a bit, and the next chapter will start to speed up the progress and refresh the copy.

By the way, how about changing the update time to 10:[-] in the future?In this way, after the stupid author is accidentally killed, there is time for first aid. At [-] o'clock, it may be too late, and everyone will refresh the otl for nothing

Finally, once again, I would like to thank the little angel Fei Molu for the mines, okay?