Fairy’s Box

Whenever the two cloven-hoofed creatures were complaining, but at the same time they were extremely diligent in learning the language, Yale would always say something lightly in his heart—stupid cloven-hoofed species!

The knight is trying to speak human words again, and of course has a far-sighted goal, that is, magic! Although Dou Qi can't be used, he still has the sun mark on his body. As long as he can recover to the level of chanting spells, it should be no problem to cast spells.

However, Yale had little research on spells, and only mastered very superficial primary spells - disintegration, fusion, shaping, light spirit, and fireball. Comes with an advanced exorcism spell that requires items, and black magic that requires a lot of materials.

Among them, the only thing that can be played is the fireball technique... a typical case of how to hate when the book is used up!

He closed his eyes every day to recuperate, and it was also a kind of shallow meditation training, the kind of apprentice-level. It is used to increase mental power secondly, mainly to concentrate energy, to introduce the mana in the sun mark into the body, and the fighting qi will slowly digest it.

Although the efficiency is not as good as the usual Dou Qi exercise, it appears to be more gentle, and the Dou Qi exercise has a limit, but this slow absorption can continue to be constant. In contrast, just exercising on your own is less than usual.

Yale sighed to himself that a treasure like the Sun Mark was really dusty on his body. In exchange for being a scholar mage, just relying on the gradually improved physique of high-quality mana, you can support an archmage within two years.

The meditation continued until midnight, and he was awakened by the primitive agitation of his body's instincts. Facing the gray night sky, he couldn't help but let out a loud and distant wolf howl.

The reverberation of the wolf's howl was still reverberating, and Yale stared at the night sky in a daze. He couldn't remember the number of times he had done it.

The knight suddenly realized that his group's time may be running out. Beasts are beasts after all. This is a new body, forcing the soul to adapt!

How long can the animal instinct that has evolved over thousands of years be resisted with willpower...

With the willpower of the three, it may not be a problem to maintain the personality, but the influence of the animal body on the human spirit will be a subtle change. Maybe in a few months, under the influence of animal nature, he will become a wolf with the memory of Yale.

For them, this is undoubtedly a **** worse than death.

The knight pondered the nature of human beings like a philosopher, and did not start looking for mice until he was starving. Because of their rampant slaughter, the breeding mice seem to be in short supply and harder to find.

A canine with two cloven-hoofed hoofs chased after the high wall until dawn, only to catch five abominable rodents.

Laurie and Carla left the mouse to him, and with a calm attitude, they walked slowly to the far away banana grove, picking up some half-yellow dead leaves to eat - young leaves are considered forbidden by mammoths. , they can't eat.

Faced with five dead mice, Yale could hardly swallow, the weight of which was too heavy. In the end, he ate two, and the rest were buried. Anyway, the weather turned colder, so it wouldn't rot for the time being.

Like a miser, the black wolf crouched down cautiously around the place where the three dead mice were buried. In the past, even when he was poor, he couldn't imagine that he would attach so much importance to a few mice.

In the distance, an iron-clawed bear seemed to smell the food, and ran over aggressively, as if planning to grab it. Yalei immediately became irritable, how could he give the special ration that his companions starved to save to you, you bastard!

After this period of adaptation, it seems that Longwei is no longer effective, and whoever is afraid of me in melee fights!

The Iron Claw Bear didn't pay attention to a mere wolf at all, and roared provocatively. Seeing that the other party was ignorant, he rushed over aggressively.

boom! A reindeer suddenly sprang out halfway and turned the iron-clawed bear somersault. Before the thing could turn over, the wild boar ran over from the other side, and a pair of fangs pierced deeply into its waist.

"Ow!" Iron Claw Bear's painful roar spread throughout the entire high wall like thunder, and no one paid any attention to it.

The three knights formed an iron triangle, and they stared at the pained Iron Claw Bear and stood in a stalemate. They know very well that bears are the endorsement of thick skin and thick meat, and the iron claw bear is the best among them. This mere injury may not even pierce the fat layer.

At the top of the high wall, a loud roar suddenly came: "Wang!!"

The Iron Claw Bear was so frightened that he slammed on the ground, shivering with his tail between his fingers, and the three even thought they had hallucinations and regarded the dragon's roar as a dog's bark.

Yale raised his head and saw at the top of the high wall, there was a tall, tall man with a proud expression. He raised his hand and dropped a big fluffy cat.

It's probably the newcomer who was the scourge of the rotten witch. Judging from the appearance of that big cat dying, it is estimated that it has been tortured for a long time, and it will definitely fall to death if it falls like this!

The knight slammed into the ground with four claws, sprinted towards the position where the big cat fell, then jumped up vigorously, and pushed his head against it, all as a buffer.

Laurie and Cara left behind the iron-clawed bear, who had been cowardly in a ball, and also followed, to determine where the big cat would land, and the two rolled over on the ground as a meat pad.

With a plop, the big cat bounced on the two of them and fell to the ground unhurt.

Carla fiddled with the big cat with the giant horn branch, and said in inarticulate, "I've never seen such a big cat in my life."

"It's probably some kind of lynx. With such long hair, it must be an animal that lives in the cold zone." Yale said thoughtfully, resting his chin on his paws.

"Don't be ashamed of the two of you if you don't understand." Laurie gave both of them a look of contempt, and said in a muffled voice, "This big cat's scientific name is lynx. Long hair hanging down the sides."

"Look." The wild boar pointed at the big cat's ear with its front hoof: "There are black tufts on the tips of the ears, it's definitely a lynx!"

"Oh! I've been taught!" The black wolf and the reindeer threw their bodies to the ground.

Idiots, three idiots!

Lynx rolled his eyes weakly, stretched out his claws and scratched on the ground a few times: "I'm Charlene!"

The two cloven-hoofed hoofs and a canine were struck by lightning, and after a moment of hesitation, they moved closer and surrounded the cat in the middle.

At that moment of hesitation, they were carefully considering whether this big cat might be a fake. But in the blink of an eye, it was relieved. In the eyes of the witch queen, they were just meat on the chopping block, and they didn't need to spend so much thought.

"Charlene! It's great that you're still alive." The reindeer kept rubbing her front hooves happily.

"Miss Charlene! Did that dead witch hurt you like this!" The wild boar spun around angrily, desperately trying to find Fiona.

Yale's heart, which had been hanging for a while, finally let go. He suddenly seemed to have remembered something, and ran to the place where he had been.

"Eat some." The black wolf moved the mouse to Charlene with its nose.

Lynx's big eyes suddenly filled with tears, she wanted to cry, but when she opened her mouth, there was a mournful roar.