Alien world

Chapter 38 38. Tauren Clan

Meditation can indeed replace sleep, and Annan didn't feel sleepy when he woke up.

It's just that the price is about 50 silver coins a night.

The girl in the Morning Breeze Tavern who boasts of "elven blood" is only 6 silver coins.

Breakfast is minced meat and soft bread, and a small dish of pickles.Aunt Susan's method of handling meat is very rusty, or every process of this piece of meat from when it is cut to when it is still alive is very rusty-it can't get rid of the smell of meat at all.Fortunately, the baked bread with a slightly crispy skin and the crispy pickles washed away the greasy smell of the pork itself.

Annan gave up the idea of ​​buying a random gift to deceive Mr. Victor, and went out with a pound of bread prepared for him.If you forget to bring a gift to the old man, he won't be really angry, if you lie to him, you are asking for trouble.

Opening the library door and putting the bread in Victor's sunny corner, Annan began to clean up. From the corner of his eye, he watched Mr. Victor walk into the library on time at nine o'clock and retract into the wooden chair. The aroma of bread wafts from behind the chair—

After cleaning the library and putting the dust into the dustpan, Annan wiped his palms with a wet handkerchief, returned to the desk and opened the Warlock's Handbook.

The current progress is the "charm chapter", um... After the meditation chapter, Annan's favorite part.

[People in the world have a misunderstanding of warlocks, thinking that we always sway our exuberant emotions and bodily fluids everywhere. From red dragons to gnomes, there is no creature we reject. There are more pornographic novels featuring warlocks than mages, warriors, bards combined ... This is blatant prejudice, we are not sentimental people.Just because of our damn charm.Regardless of bloodline warlocks or awakened warlocks, they are irresistibly attractive to other races... You should have heard that elves think humans are ugly, dwarves think humans are thin, giants think humans are not as big as a juvenile giant's penis, but the charm of warlocks will remedy these problems. 】

[So, don't feel inferior about this, this is one of the advantages of warlocks standing at the apex of all professionals——]

After reading this part of the content, Annan fell into deep thought.

For the time being, Tasia and Soluman Bronzebeard did not express any forbidden feelings towards themselves.The possible exaggeration of throwing away the letter may be because Annan is not yet a qualified warlock-the magic vortex created by meditation cannot cast spells stably.

Then for the next ten days, Annan's life was stable: going back and forth between the library, the tavern, and Aunt Susan's house all day long.

It's just that there is still a long way to go before releasing the low-level summoning technique.Annan, who occasionally wants to save money, also tries to meditate in the library, or does not use magic materials, but the effect is not good, or it has no effect.

Whenever he recalls the pulling power of yesterday, he will be dragged out of meditation by the insignificant sound of flipping books, wind whistles, and sounds from outside the street.

Lindy wasn't here today, and there weren't many visitors to the library.There was a noise on the street at noon, and I don't know what happened.

In the afternoon, the elongated shadow of Mr. Victor swayed slightly.

It's tea time for Victor.Usually at this time, the old man would lean on a cane and walk slowly to the restaurant next door to buy a cup of coffee.Since Annan came... Anyway, Annan came to the restaurant next door with the 20 copper coins given by Victor.

This clean restaurant with a style similar to Breeze City opened in Pinglin Town, and it can be predicted that there are not many customers.But if you laugh at the boss for being stupid, the boss will only laugh at you for being stupid—

As the only "aristocratic" restaurant in the town, rich people will order food here, and ordinary people are also proud to have a meal here, there is no shortage of business at all.

The waiter was already familiar with Annan. This black-haired boy was special and a neighbor. He asked the chef to bring the prepared coffee, and then continued to chat with his companions: "The mayor didn't let them in, they were kicked out by the guards." .”

"A group of monsters still want to enter the town?"

In just a few words, Annan heard that a group of tauren came to Pinglin Town.

They come because of Tasia?

Annan picked up his coffee and went back to the library thinking about it.

Wandering in the sea of ​​books all afternoon, the clock rang, and Annan bounced like a goblin spring stuffed under his buttocks, rushed to the door, waited for the old Mr. Victor, who was full of disgust, to go out, and locked the door.

On the way to the tavern, he gradually completed the situation from the passers-by. For example, there was indeed a group of tauren, and they camped outside the town.Many townspeople are selling goods, and the prices are half or even twice as expensive as in the town.

When Annan rushed to the tavern, he saw Tasia who had been hiding in the cellar crowded in front of the wine table, and Soluman Bronzebeard next to him dangling his dangling legs.

"Tasia, you know?"

Tasia nodded, she was waiting for Annan.

"Are they looking for you?"

Tasia shook her head again.Tauren attaches great importance to her tribe, but she was born in human society and lost her parents.

"Their destination is the snow-capped mountains, to resist the northern demon tide...Damn arrogant human beings! Cough...I'm not talking about you."

Soluman Bronzebeard's anger was justifiable, because the humans didn't even let these keepers of their safety into town, simply because they were tauren.

At this moment, Annan saw a bundle beside Tasia.

"You want to go back to the ethnic group?"

"I hope you can allow..." Tasia half knelt down in front of Annan, but looked directly at him.

"You don't need to listen to anyone's orders anymore..." Annan shook his head lightly, a little bit reluctant but still said: "It would be better if the Tauren accepted you and lived with you there."

But in fact, it may be that humans will not accept Tasia, and the tauren will not accept her.Because Tasia is half human among tauren and half tauren among humans.

No matter which ethnic group she is in, she is an outlier.

"And you have to know that these tauren are going to the snow mountain..."

Annan didn't know much about the situation in the north of Breeze City, only that the other side of the snow mountain was the territory occupied by demons.

"You can only grow in blood and fire." Tasia stood up.

Annan also glanced at the "Bastards" borrowed by Tasia out of curiosity, and he happened to remember the words written on the title page.

"Okay then, I'll go with you." Annan said, asking Soluman Bronzebeard to ask for leave for himself and Fast.

"Wait a minute."

After coming out, Annan stopped Tasia, who wanted to go straight to the Tauren camp, and first bought two bags of 100-pound semolina with her at the market, and went outside the town.

The tauren surrounded a camp with wooden fences, and yurts were scattered among them.Some townspeople are selling carts or baskets outside the camp.

"I'm here to negotiate with them..."

Annan reminded Tasia, and approached a tauren with thick horns with her.

The tauren spotted Tasia approaching.It clenched its fist and tapped the bull's forehead under the horns.

Tasia put down the flour and did the same.

The tauren's attitude suddenly became joyful and excited.Annan guessed that this is an action that every tauren who identifies with his identity will do.

The good news is that Tasia wasn't rejected by the tauren.

But Annan may be about to lose a friend.

(End of this chapter)