Alien world

Chapter 59. Chapter 59. The Goblin and the Female Mage
The petite spider lying in the narrow-angled spider web dragged its silk and slid down on the bedside table bit by bit.

Holding a wrapped insect corpse in its two forelimbs, it struggled against the night wind outside the window, climbed off the bedside table, and fell onto the pillow.

"This human being always feeds me food. He must have given me all his own food, right?" The spider sexily dragged the insect corpse to the sleeping Annan's mouth, with his limbs on his hips happily: "This is I prepared it for you..."

Annan, who was watching everything from a third-person perspective, saw at this moment that the touch made "himself" wake up, and was horrified to find the spider and insect corpses beside the pillow, screaming and waving his hands on the pillow.

The panicked spider was overturned by the airflow and huddled under the bed, shivering in fear.

Annan's searching and tossing on the bed caused the dust to fall from the bottom of the bed, and the carefully wrapped insect rolled to the helpless spider with the airflow, its eyes were filled with tears of fear, and he didn't know what he did wrong... …

In the early morning of the next day, "I" ran to the Morrowind Tavern and cried to Andrew Luna, Michael, and Soluman Bronzebeard: "There are spiders in my room."

"Don't worry about Danan." Michael said, taking out a handful of bread crumbs from his pocket with his short round hand, "Spider bait!"

"This highly poisonous bait has a fatal attraction to spiders, and putting it in front of that spider will solve the problem."

The "self" who got the bait went back to the attic and found the little spider lying in the spider web.

Seeing "self" approaching, the petite spider backed away in fear and shrank into a corner. "I" stick the bait on the spider web, and then retreat to the distance.

"Sweet food... is it for me?" The petite spider crawled to the side of the sticky bait in surprise, "Then, I forgive you once, but don't be so fierce..."

The spider's fear turned into a smile, and he held the bait to his mouth.

"Thank you, human~"

"do not want!"

So Annan woke up again at dawn.

The spider lay quietly in the narrow corner of the web.

It can be self-reliant, and there will be prey that will throw itself into the net.

Thinking of this, Annan sat up from the bed with a sigh, and closed the window to prevent dangerous predators from breaking in and eating it.Then I took out the spider bottle again...

……

After washing up, he put on his mage robe and went to the tavern.

Andrew Luna, Michael, and Soluman Bronzebeard were all at the wine table, and even their positions were the same as in the dream...

"There are spiders in my room." Annan looked around suspiciously.

"What? Just shoot him to death with a shoe," Michael said.

"Our Mr. Warlock is actually afraid of spiders." The female dwarf laughed wildly.

"No, just tell us that I have a spider." Annan skipped the topic, "Is the rat problem gone?"

"That's why I'm here." Michael pointed to the silhouette outside the window, "The carriage is right outside."

"Then let's go."

But before going out, Annan reminded Martin not to go to his attic.When he was in town, Martin even tried to feed the little spider with a piece of poultry meat.

The stable carriage drove out of Breeze City, and the bustling street scene was quickly replaced by woods.

"Do you want to go back to Pinglin Town by the way?" Michael asked.

Annan shook his head: "I just arrived in Breeze City... let's go back with Martin when he wants to go home."

At least now, when asked if Aunt Susan misses him, Martin will most likely ask: Who is Aunt Susan?

"You seem to have a good relationship with them?"

"Of course, if it wasn't for Aunt Susan's family, I'm afraid I would die on the street."

"what happened?"

"...I lost my memory, and I couldn't even speak the language at that time."

"Amnesia..." Michael thought thoughtfully, "Then how do you know you're not Levi's?"

"I knew it."

"'Memory Thread Pulling' can help you recover past memories."

"Is the weather fine today?"

Michael ignored Annan's change of topic: "It rained yesterday, and the road is not easy to walk."

It is expected to take a whole day to get to the four-way fork.Annan turned out the Warlock's Handbook, occasionally chatting with Michael, asking about the Mage Tower and secret associations.

"It is forbidden to spread inside the Mage Tower, and I am not the one who formed the association."

Annan asked about basic common sense again: "Is the mage's tower important to mages?"

"Very important. You may wish to think of the mage tower as a magic wand, or an extension of yourself. A mage tower can greatly increase the master's control over magic power. A legendary mage with a mage tower can even fight against gods."

"What about the Warlock?"

"What's the use of that thing? Warlocks don't need to learn knowledge."

"Mr. Victor said that knowledge is also useful to warlocks."

Michael felt that Annan was deceived by Victor: "Knowledge is power for a mage, but for a warlock, only your knowledge increases."

"It means that those who accept the commission to clean up the monsters will get rewards, but those who go directly to clean up the monsters will get nothing?"

"almost."

Annan's attention returned to the Warlock Handbook.There are not many pages left, and when I turn to the last page, it is a piece of scribbled notes in my personal style:

【Those who get the codex, if you are an ordinary person, please pass it on to the warlock, and you will get a generous reward.If you are a warlock, the contents of this codex should help you.If you're the goddamn bastard who killed me, I'm waiting for you in hell! 】

Putting away the sorcerer's handbook that he would read several times in the future, Annan turned to the popular novel he brought.

Most of the places and customs of these popular novels are suitable, which can effectively help Annan understand the world.

Michael meditated in the evening, only to wake up in the morning to find that Annan hadn't slept.

"are not you going to rest?"

"I'm worried that the murderer will come and attack."

Michael said helplessly: "I'm not lying to you, no one dares to attack the carriage of the mage tower."

"Usually, after saying this, you will be attacked suddenly." When he said these words, Annan was even ready to summon the blue dragon.

As time passed, nothing happened.

Michael looked at him amusedly, and Annan stopped insisting, and imitated Michael to meditate on the slightly shaking carriage.

……

In the afternoon, Annan was woken up by Michael.

They are not far from their destination.

When the carriage stopped at the goblin sign, they were greeted by a screeching, dirty-faced goblin with a spear in hand.

"What are you damn mages trying to do!"

"Hello...it's me."

Annan greeted it from the window, trying to ease the goblin's hostility.

"It's you..." The goblin's spear fell a little, then raised it again, and screamed sharply: "You and that human from the day before yesterday are in the same group!"

"I don't know what happened, but it should be a misunderstanding." Annan asked it patiently, "Can you tell me what happened?"

The clever goblin got out of the thatched hut under the tree and said to Annan: "Two days ago a female mage wanted to recruit us. My companion refused her, but she insulted the goblins and cast magic on my companion."

Annan looked at the indignant dirty-faced goblin.

To make the cowardly goblin so angry, one can imagine how arrogant that Flora was.

(End of this chapter)