The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Aoduo quickly sensed that something was wrong because Dorai seemed to be in a bad mood after returning.

He didn't know what had happened, so he could only stand in front of Dorai, wagging his tail to show his confusion.

Dorai looked at Aoduo, his young face filled with the vicissitudes of a man in his forties, and sighed, saying to Aoduo, "Eat, eat today, because there won't be much to eat tomorrow. Damn Aoduo, I must discipline you."

The Hellhound Aoduo immediately understood that Dorai had probably offended the young man who often robbed him, resulting in the loss of his job?

The Hellhound immediately came up with an idea. He quickly ran to Dorai's bedside, used his claws to dig through the pillow and ragged old clothes, found the book that Dorai had been reading yesterday, and held it in front of him.

If this little thing could learn even a little bit from the book and become a warrior, he wouldn't have to worry about food and clothing.

Dorai was just grumbling a few words and didn't expect Aoduo to be able to help him. Just then, he sensed Aoduo's abnormality. It was actually holding the book he had been reading yesterday. What did this mean? This book was indeed a good book. If he could master it, he would definitely have a future. But he was about to run out of food and starve to death, so what was the use of reading this book?

Having run all the way back today, it wasn't even dark yet, so he could still read a few pages. Dorai didn't dwell on Aoduo's abnormality. He took the book from Aoduo's mouth, walked to the bed, lay down lazily, adjusted to a more comfortable position, and continued reading from where he had left off yesterday.

Nalvye, as a legendary magic warrior, had a lot of introductions in the beginning, including his abilities, achievements, way of thinking, contributions to the human race, and final achievements. Even after hundreds of years, Dorai had heard of this name. After seeing his historical achievements, he was actually a little excited.

Human War God, legendary magician, legendary magic warrior, these titles on one person's head were unimaginable. One must know that in the modern world, an empire having such a strong person was already considered remarkable. In the entire Northern Kingdom, only the legendary magician Aojia possessed this title, shouldering the most important power of the Northern Kingdom, and was the idol, dream lover, or object of pursuit for countless people.

Dorai was excited, but it was only excitement. Whether it was Nalvye or the legendary magician Aojia, they were both unattainable existences. It was enough to just look at them.

Turning to a new page, a line of words appeared on the book: Elementary Body Refining Technique.

Below was a row of words introducing the origin, creator, and historical modifications of the Elementary Body Refining Technique, but these words had already begun to blur. Dorai didn't recognize many words to begin with, and now he was completely lost.

He skipped these words and looked down.

First item: War Stance.

The book had a picture, labeled as One, which was a person sitting cross-legged on the bed, with their hands clasped in front of their chest and their legs in a strange position, crossed on the ground, looking very strange.

After carefully examining the posture, Dorai got up from the bed and carefully imitated it. He could barely do it, but his legs were very sore and numb, and he couldn't hold it for long. He played with it for a while and continued to look down, while below the picture was an introduction to the effect of this posture.

Calming the mind, focusing the heart, strengthening willpower, adjusting body posture, adjusting bone development, and other effects, while preparing for the next posture.

Dorai became interested when he saw this, and after looking at the introduction below, he realized that this was a posture that needed to be maintained for a long time, so he started doing it according to the requirements.

The movement wasn't difficult, and he could do it with a little effort, but it was difficult to maintain. Dorai did it for a while and felt his legs so numb that they were about to give out, so he relaxed.

After memorizing all the key points, he picked up the book again to look at the next posture.

The next posture was a standing posture, with the front and rear feet separated in a figure-eight shape, with the hands one in front and one behind. The front hand was a palm, and the rear hand was a fist, with the elbows hanging down, like a person standing on the ground ready to punch. However, this posture had many key points, slightly hunching the back, the fist and palm seemingly ready to strike, which was a very interesting movement.

Dorai looked at it a few times, memorized the key points, then put down the book, got up from the bed, and followed along.

The movements were not difficult, and the key points were very simple, but there was only one thing, which was that it was difficult to persist. Like the sitting posture, standing for three to five minutes made his shoulders and thighs sore.

However, this aroused Dorai's interest even more. He had been in the mine for the past few years, practicing hammering every day, and his body had already developed very well. Standing in this posture could actually make him feel tired, which obviously meant that this movement had benefits.

He stood for a while, sat for a while, and soon it was dark.

The people in the slums were very quiet. After dark, except for some people talking softly, no sound could be heard. It was very poor here, so poor that even rats and stray dogs wouldn't come, let alone thieves. Thieves would probably starve to death in the slums.

The people in the slums were very numb and rarely communicated with each other.

At nine o'clock in the evening, just as Dorai was practicing with great enthusiasm, Aoduo, who was sitting in the doghouse admiring Dorai's boxing, suddenly turned his head and stood up from the ground.

Dorai was also startled by Aoduo's movement. Seeing Aoduo looking towards the door, Dorai became vigilant. He subconsciously asked, "Someone?"

Aoduo nodded slightly, then raised his head again. It wasn't afraid of someone coming over. After absorbing the mineral veins for two days, its strength had now recovered to around level two. As long as it wasn't above level two, it could make them regret coming.

Dorai was stunned by Aoduo's human-like behavior. He carefully came to the door and pricked up his ears, listening to the movement outside.

Soon, he heard several footsteps approaching rapidly towards his side.

Dorai didn't know if the owners of these footsteps were coming towards him, because he had offended that bastard Aoduo during the day. If it was him, then it would be troublesome.

He looked at the dog Aoduo and turned his gaze to the window, and immediately had an idea.

Quietly coming to the window and opening it, Dorai first quietly jumped out, then signaled the dog Aoduo to jump out.

Aoduo naturally followed suit, jumping out from inside. Then, the man and the dog stood under the window, pricking up their ears as high as they could, listening to the movement outside, looking very comical.

The owners of those footsteps quickly came to Dorai's door. After only stopping for less than a second, Dorai heard the sound of the door being kicked open. Immediately, a fire light lit up, someone had lit a torch, and then an angry voice rang out.

"No one's here. That guy ran away."

It was Aoduo's voice.

Dorai was slightly startled, it seemed that he couldn't stay here.

Perhaps the sound of kicking the door was too loud, and the sound of doors opening rang out on the dark streets of the slums, all looking towards this side.

Dorai's home was very simple, with only a small room, a table, and the remaining bedding. Everything was clear at a glance. Not finding Dorai, Aoduo didn't want to cause more trouble. The situation in the slums was complicated. If he were to cause trouble for Dorai, no one would probably stop him. But if he were to cause trouble here, it would probably be very troublesome.