Wizard

Someday after a month...

There was still a splint on his leg, but Raymond, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was sheltering under a big tree. [Please remember to learn WwW in city and literature]

He was holding a book that he found from the elder Hammer, but Raymond with red dots flashed in his eyes, and his attention was not on the book.

The creature he called the "gray dwarf", after this time of getting along and side-by-side, coupled with the chip's sorting out of biological illustrations in the database and some ancient rumors, finally found the most similar record.

Durga Dwarves: A new subspecies of the Dwarves, generally belonging to the lawful evil camp.

They have an extremely powerful system, are immune to the toxins of witchcraft, and are extremely resistant to charm spells. They also have double the dark vision of hilly dwarves, but are afraid of glare.

And the chip also came to a conclusion based on the statistics in the database, that is, the biggest difference between gray dwarves and ordinary dwarves is that gray dwarves are born with huge arts and invisibility abilities, and have superb spiritual abilities.

"It seems that the dizziness that day belongs to the gray dwarf's ability to detect the soul," Raymond took a sip of the dwarf spirits in his hand, and felt the heat and excitement brought by the liquor. They also increased their vigilance. "If the willpower is not strong, maybe something will happen that day."

Sitting under the tree with a calm face, Raymond, in fact, after so long toss and turns, as Raymond's understanding of the world increases, it also makes him less believe in the words recorded in these materials.

The dark wizards in the underground world, called butchers, executioners, and barbarians, have many kind people among them, and the white wizards who have always been called orthodox wizards made Raymond feel evil.

In the gray dwarf tribe for a long time, although it seems that Raymond's legs have not healed and he needs to take medicine every day, he actually checked his physical condition ten days ago.

Although the internal injuries have not fully recovered, the musculoskeletal has been completely healed. When necessary, Raymond can free his legs at any time.

Looking at the bushes in the distance, Raymond, who stood up, drank the dwarf spirits in the cup in one sip, as if pouring hot chili water into his mouth, an instant irritation from the mouth. , Leimeng's face immediately swelled red, like a steamed crab.

Warm applause soon sounded from the side, followed by the gray dwarf who flashed out of a bush, and let out a cheerful laugh.

And the elder Hammer, who was supported by his granddaughter with a cane from a distance, seemed to be responding, and raised his hand to say hello to Raymond.

"Dare to drink our spirits like this, you are a man!" The gray dwarf who raised his hand was less than four feet tall. He laughed and approached to come and pat on Raymond's shoulder, but immediately he Knowing that the factor of height is an unavoidable problem for him.

Because Raymond stood up, his shoulders happened to be a height that the gray dwarf couldn't reach.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the gray dwarf with his beard and beard stared at Raymond with his neck held up. He soon felt discomfort, so he had to step back a few steps in a whisper, as if he was extremely depressed and took out the wine in his arms Sang, binge drinking alone.

Elder Hammer, who slowly came to Raymond, bowed his head as a salute, and then introduced him to Raymond.

It turned out that the gray dwarf who was hiding in the bushes was called Iron Head, and the tribe was responsible for foreign trade. Because there was no wizard around the tribe, the gray dwarf named Iron Head was very curious. He just returned After leaving the tribe, he concealed himself and wanted to observe Raymond up close.

Looking at the elder Hammer with beards and hairs, the calm look of Raymond is secretly slanderous. These gray dwarfs are full of beards and hairs. It is considered good to be able to see their eyes, so if you want to It is simply unrealistic to analyze their intentions through facial expressions.

The staying silent Raymond made the atmosphere a little embarrassing. The iron head, who was drinking hard liquor, quickly ran back and saluted Raymond respectfully, which was regarded as an apology.

When the gray dwarf hid quietly in the bushes, Raymond’s "Witcher’s Eye" spell had already discovered his existence, and it has not been revealed because his strength is at most the level of a knight, so it’s not right at all. Raymond poses a threat.

Since most of his body has recovered, Raymond has used his protective field in the first time, which has become his instinctive defense.

And in this gray dwarf tribe, all the members add up to more than 300 people, and Raymond observed through this period of time that these gray dwarves, who are generally at the level of apprenticeship of the second and third poles, are quite natural in nature. Simple and kind.

What's more, in the interaction with Elder Hammer, Raymond could feel their simplicity and honesty, but the only thing that made Raymond a little unbearable was that these gray dwarves didn't seem to have the habit of bathing.

"Master Raymond, because there are a number of important supplies in the tribe that need to be transported to Ram Castle, dedicated to Lord Frances who rules this land," with pleading in his tone, Elder Hammer soon expressed his future intentions. . "Because there is not enough manpower available in the tribe, I would like to implore you to **** this transportation."

With an unnoticeable playfulness on his face, Raymond's gaze turned around on Elder Hammer and Iron Head, and soon he sat back in the chair again, watching Elder Hammer waiting.

Similar to the situation of Raymond on the West Coast back then, in the sparsely populated world of fairies, not all environments have the ability to activate.

Just as the land is barren and fertile, there is the same difference in the fairy world.

Those environments with activating ability have become important strongholds for the strong and powerful, and the environment similar to the gray dwarves now lives in, but it belongs to the scope of the rule of some small lords.

"The contribution is once every twenty years. The last time was because the tribe's convoy was attacked, so this year's share needs to be doubled," the trembling elder Hammer's voice became extremely bitter. "Although Lord Frances is relatively magnanimous, if something happens this year, our tribe will have to flee only one way."

Looking at the gray dwarf mushroom house in the distance, Raymond was a little confused for a moment.

"Passenger, I'm just a passerby." He muttered silently, and when Raymond raised his head again, he asked faintly. "When will we leave?" RS

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