The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 207 Parting Again

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There are actually many children under the age of 10 in Green Field Village, because with the encouragement of Allen, the Green Field Tribe has never stopped mass childbirth. For example, this guy Dashan is now the father of two children, and Hua Shen He is also about to give birth to his second child.

Nearly 30 young children were brought to the square, and many of them could only cower in their mother's arms, curiously observing everything around them with their childlike eyes.

"I saw a thriving tribe."

Oscar was not too dissatisfied with the dense crowd in the square. He raised the matter himself, so he deserved to have to work harder, otherwise how could it be regarded as a reciprocal etiquette. Of course, Oscar was not surprised at all by the appearance of the lizardmen and troll cubs in the crowd.

"Thank you, Master, for your compliment."

Allen felt very relieved when he heard this. Perhaps he could understand the mood of the Bone Crusher at this moment.

"Let's get started."

After Master Oscar finished speaking, he pointed his gray-white oak staff into the sky, and the melodious Elvish language rang out from his mouth. After a while, a faint mist with the fresh smell of green plants appeared on the square. before. As the long stick was gently moved down, the mist seemed to be alive, turning into trickles from between the children's mouths and noses, and entering their bodies with their breathing.

After the children inhaled this magical mist, a touch of healthy skin appeared on their little faces.

"Let the children line up one by one."

Allen was directing from the side, and Oscar had told him some details of the test before. At this time, the tribesmen took the children around them and walked towards the green-robed elves in front of the stone castle one by one, waiting in awe.

"This kid has good strength and should be an excellent fighter in the future."

A bugbear child, accompanied by Camellia, came forward, but it was one of the children Allen felt most distressed about, Bush, the child of his late good brother Stone. Master Oscar gently stroked the child's body bones while observing the light in the child's eyes, and then made a comment.

"Oh, yes, he can inherit his father's abilities in the future."

Allen smiled and patted the little guy's head. Bush was also very close to Allen. He looked up at Allen with a silly smile, just like the stone he once was.

"Thank you Master."

Camellia slightly bent her calves, using the way of gratitude learned from Philip in a civilized world woman's way of expressing her agreement to Master Oscar, and Oscar gave Camellia a gentle smile in return.

"This child..."

The children came forward one by one, but they all became very well-behaved in front of Oscar, without any naughty childishness, as if they were born to like this handsome middle-aged elf.

"Who is this?"

Saru quietly walked aside and asked Philip, who had a good relationship with him.

"This is the distinguished guest of our clan leader, a level 15 druid from the Elf Kingdom, Master Oscar."

Phillip's eyes were filled with envy. If he had such a powerful ability, he might no longer be in this remote wilderness village.

"Oh, Druid Master Oscar, it turns out to be him, no wonder!!"

It seems that Oscar has a good reputation in the outside world. After hearing Philip's introduction, Saru looked stunned.

"How did Patriarch Allen know Master Oscar?"Saru came up again, with a gossipy look on his face.

"They actually only met once, more than a year ago..."

As the person involved, Philip was also very clear about the relationship between the elf master and Allen. When faced with Saru's questions, he told them one by one to satisfy the shadow warrior's curiosity.

"Hey, this little guy is pretty good. If you have the chance in the future, you might want to consider developing into a spell caster."

When a dwarf child was carried by his mother and brought to Master Oscar for inspection, Oscar said with a hint of surprise.

"Can a druid do it too?"

Alan asked excitedly.

"Druids, temple priests, and mages are all fine."

Oscar responded with a smile: "There are two types of talent for spellcasters in Feynman's world. One is to show a certain ability before the age of 6, such as being able to breathe in water, call the breeze, and understand the language of animals. These are all magic. There are some darlings who make rapid progress in learning related spells; but there is another category whose talents are not outstanding, but they can improve themselves through hard work and meditation."

"Although it may be more difficult for this type of spell caster to learn and cast spells, as long as they have perseverance, they are not unable to find their own path."

"However, cultivating a spell caster requires a lot of investment. The promotion of each spell caster's apprentice level is paved with countless magic potions and spell casting materials. With your tribe's current capabilities, I’m afraid it will be very difficult to cultivate a junior spell caster.”

Although Oscar was happy that Allen and his tribe had a spellcasting talent, he also told Allen about the difficulty of cultivating a spellcaster, lest Allen spend all his money to cultivate a spellcaster and lose everything. This kind of thing happens frequently in the Elf Kingdom and several other kingdoms. A family that was originally wealthy ended up in poverty because of a spellcasting talent.

"Oh, it's okay."

Allen has not yet recovered from this joy. Of course, even if he is normal at this time, I am afraid he will not have too many thoughts about Oscar's words. There is a kobold warlock next to Allen, and their tribe is not necessarily much better than Allen's tribe. Aren't they advancing normally?

However, what Allen doesn't know is that the reason why the Bone Broken Tribe has been easily caught up by the Green Field Tribe is that in addition to the fact that Allen and the humans from the Silver Silver Caravan teamed up to attack and kill half of the opponent's warriors, there is also An important factor is that Bonecrusher has spent countless capital on improving its strength over the years. Otherwise, even Allen knew about enriching the tribe's population by purchasing goblin slaves. Didn't someone as smart as Bonecrusher think of it?

After carefully keeping this little guy's talent in mind, Allen once again began to direct the remaining children to come forward to be tested.

A whole morning was spent in this enrichment. After a final test of the 28 children in the village, a large part of them were gifted in strength. Basically, the children of hobgoblins and bugbears were all in this area. advantages; but there are also a small number of children who have advantages in agility, and they should develop along the route of the flower snake in the future. However, after Allen saw a scene in his mind, he had other considerations, but the conditions were not met yet, so he has not announced it yet.

After classifying the talents of these children, and feeling a little tired from watching Oscar, Allen arranged for him to rest in his stone castle. In the afternoon, Oscar, accompanied by Allen, walked around the entire Green Lake Village.

"Your village is nice. I think highly of you. If I have a chance next time, I will come again."

In the afternoon of the same day, Master Oscar was about to say goodbye and leave. Although Allen wanted to persuade him to stay, seeing that Master was resolute, Allen could not delay his business.

"Then we've settled for that."

Allen looked solemn, as if he was making a promise to Oscar.

"I will definitely come after you have researched dozens more delicacies."

What Oscar was most satisfied with during his trip to Green Lake was naturally the food. Although his food throughout the day was mainly pasta, there was basically no duplicate of it. Each type of pasta had its own unique taste, which always made him satisfied. Oscar memories are endless.

Amid a burst of hearty laughter, green light flashed under Oscar's feet. His figure, together with the long oak staff in his hand, turned into a huge mountain eagle in front of Allen and the others. With a wave of its wings, a huge wind sound sounded. , and the mountain eagle rose from the ground and quickly disappeared on the green plain, leaving behind a group of stunned country bumpkins.

(End of this chapter)