Hey, King!

Chapter 127

2021-07-03

Chapter 127 Chapter 127 Can only be wrong

"hahahahaha!" Tess laughed and applauded.

“hehehehe hey!” Geros nearly choked on his pipe.

“pei pei pei bah bah!” Dagon spat out the purple water, then twisted the clothes, trying to restore its previous color.

The body of Chimera was soaked in the lake water, and the four heads floated on the water in different shades, which fully proved one thing: Chimera's head is relatively empty and more likely to float. Dagon, Gerlos, and Tess celebrated the success of the near death and the victory of the rare beast by the lake, although all three were wet, but the degree was different after all. The two swimmers had duckweed all over their bodies, which was easy to clean up. But Dagon had been soaking in the Chimera's blood for so long that his skin was stained purple.

"You look like a purple potato essence." Geros pointed at Dagon with a pipe, said with a smile: "I used to think dwarves were like potatoes, I was wrong, I mixed up the colors .”

Dagon vigorously scrubbed, tapped, and wrung his clothes in the lake water. He wasn't wearing anything, but that didn't matter, he was all purple except for the beard and scales. Went to the fire Tess had lit, put her clothes on the head-axe, and asked, "Are you injured? How are the wounds?"

"Your attempt to divert the subject It's too obvious. But thank you for your concern, we're fine." Tess covered her mouth and smiled for a while, then said, "When will your color fade? It feels like you've become another species."

"I don't know either." Dagon touched the clothes he had placed next to him, and turned his socks and shoes in the opposite direction. "Go back and try the laundry soap to see if it works, or you'll have to wait. I think this impossible is permanent. By the way, haven't you found Shiroai yet?"

"Either She's gone, or she's passed out invisibly. If it's the latter, she must have used a potion to hide the smell, and I didn't find it." Tess stuffed a few pieces from the savage forest into the fire. Wooden strips to make the flame more vigorous. "To find her, it would have to be a mage or a stalker elf ranger. I'm just an archer, and I can't help."

"Maybe I can help."

Dagon picked up With the head-hunting axe, Tess grabbed Geros' throwing knife and tried to throw it. Geros shook his head from side to side and found that there was no weapon, so he picked up the stone on the ground and took a burning log by the way. At this time, the three of them heard the voice begging for mercy: "Don't fight! Don't fight! It's me... it's me... Bond, Nassim Bond!"

A five-fingered, raised The man with his hands, wink, and wretched expression lifted his invisibility, and it turned out to be the famous cuckold and Masses Sweetheart Nassim Bond.

"Why are you here?" Geros shook the torch on Nassim's face, clearly looking for a chance to set him on fire.

"Don't! I'll explain." Nasim said, "When Dagon returned to the team to look for you, I overheard it. I think this time may be able to witness the battle of heroes and inspire my creative inspiration. , or at least know a few elf girls is not bad, so I have been invisible, hiding in the car. I mainly or for can write great works, please believe me."

"Then I The invisible guy I met was you?"

"Yeah. I'm thinking about the war soon, don't keep hiding in the car and get in the way, right? I can't fight, just get in the way. Just get in the way. When I was about to get out of the car, I accidentally scratched you." Nassim pleaded, "I'm just a passerby by the sidelines, and now I'm ready to come out and help, don't put weapons at me, okay? I can help a lot, really! "

Dagon put down his axe and asked, "Like finding Shiroai?"

"Like telling you that the clothes are on..."

The three quickly turned around, and sure enough, Dagon's clothes were burning. The clothes originally hung on the head-hunting axe fell by the fire, and there was no danger at first, but Geros smoked a firewood, causing the bonfire to collapse, and finally set some clothes on fire.

After rescue, only half of Dagon's shirt and trousers were left, and his underwear became open-crotch pants. It was really cool, but he couldn't wear it. Dagon groaned while Nassim searched for Shiroai under Tess' watch. According to the bard, he was able to enter many places by virtue of his invisibility and anti-invisibility spell.

However, a witch like Shiroai must be much more powerful than the nursing home that Nasim faces on a daily basis. How could she be found. Just as Dagon was figuring out how to use the remaining fabric of his clothes on his underwear to avoid the dilemma of Cristobal's balls, Shiroai appeared like a ghost with a puff of blue smoke.

The witch also suffered serious injuries, with contusions on her arms, thighs and face, and swelling on one side of her forehead. The pink hair was loosely draped over his shoulders and against his cheeks, covered with mud and rubble. Shirouai walked past Dagon, his eyes swept across Dagon from head to toe, and the corner of his originally resolute mouth finally showed a smile.

"You look worse than me, I'm happy."

"Who!" Dagon waved his hand, both angry and funny.

"I'm an elf, I've never been a human being." Shiloh stretched out a hand to Dagon and said, "Hold me, I'm going to the lake to wash and tidy up."

Dagon looked down and saw that Shiroai had no shoes and had many wounds on her bare feet. He took the mud demon leather boots and let her put them on.

"It seems that I have a broken bone and I don't want to wear shoes." Shiloh twitched his lips, and this sentence seemed to come out of his nose.

"That's a fart." Without thinking, Dagon picked up Shiloai directly by the waist and carried it on his shoulders, just like carrying a bucket full of mushroom and potato flour. Throughout his childhood, the filling mushroom and potato flour was the only one of his favorite things to carry on his shoulders. After that, this part basically gave way to the first hunting axe.

"Aiya!" Shi Luoai was creded out in surprise, and then laughed. She lay down on Dagon's shoulders and lowered her head, just in time to see the two-lobed purple ass swaying as she walked, so she laughed even more cheerfully.

Letting Dagon walk with him was just a small revenge, because Shiloh could have left the battlefield safely, but was stopped by Dagon, which led to the subsequent fight and injuries. Shirouai has a steel scale in his heart, in which Dagon's credit for killing Chimera has been offset by three credits and some money that has changed hands, and part of his injuries should be extra counted on Dagon's head.

Who made this dwarf always look rebellious... No, Shiroai thought about it carefully: Dagon didn't put himself in a higher position, even if his Neil surname and Gender has made him a highness. Dagon is the kind of weird guy who doesn't think anyone is more noble than him, and he is no more noble than anyone. The only thing he looks down on is the kind of person who doesn't have the ability to fart and drag his feet when he's doing the right thing.

Treat everyone as an ordinary person? What a crazy idea. However, if you are not arrogant, why are you still called a man?

"Here, by the lake, there's no blood here yet." Dagon patted Shiloh's butt and carried her to the lake. There was a branch nearby, Dagon picked it up and swept across the lake, plucking away the duckweed nearby. Although the effect is not obvious, but the intention is still there. It's a pity...

"I don't know your elves. Shouldn't the wound be healed first? Why are you in a hurry to wash your face and hair?"

Siloai shot a bolt from her fingertips Lightning, the thickness of a toothpick, knocked on Dagon's head. "Do you think everyone else is a fool and you are the smartest?"

"I'm not smart..." Dagon scratched his head and said.

"The key is that other people are not stupid, you fool!" Shirouai said: "Of course I am here to treat wounds, and washing my face and hair is a matter of course. Also, you made me angry. , I don't want to help you change the color back."

"I was wrong!" Dagon stood at attention immediately, his tone very sincere.

"hmph, do you see it? Don't you dwarves also care about how they look good?"

"It's not a question of good looks, I don't even look like Jiangu. Clansman's question. Jiangu clansman has brown, gray, black, and purple?" Dagon said, noticing that Shi Luoai's expression became more and more gloomy, so he immediately stood at attention again. , with the same sincere tone: "I was wrong!"

"Okay, it's good to know what I'm wrong." Shiloai rummaged through the cross bag at his waist, took out a wooden stick, and found that it had been Broken, sighed thrown aside. Dagon was curious to know what it was, but before eliminating the purple, he decided to keep his mouth shut.

Hiroai pulled out another vial. Although it is glass, it has a protective structure formed by silver on the outside. There were tiny glowing particles suspended in the sparkling liquid in the bottle, which Dagon had seen many times before.

The healing potion is slowly poured onto the feet, and Shiroai rubs it with her hands. At the same time, she recited a few words of incantation, extracted pure water from the lake, turned them into water balls, and slowly floated over. Dilute the healing potion in a water polo, then stick your lips to it and sip halfway.

"You drink some too." Shirouai wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and said.

"Hehe, thank you." Dagon stepped forward, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed most of it in one bite. Then he lifted his beard and called out Starhelm, and the rest was his.

"Your elf card, Summoned Beast? It's small in size and consumes little, so it can be maintained for a long time. But what is its function?"

"This is my bear lizard, not Summoned. Beast, I don't have a genie card." Dagon explained: "This time it also worked hard and rescued me from the bottom of the lake, otherwise you won't find my body. Dead, dead, forever in the bottom of the lake. "

"Actually, the corpse will produce gas, and then float up for a while, even if it's Jiangu clansman's body."

"I'm still wearing armor, the float doesn't raise."

"I'm still wearing armor. p>

"You always think you're right?"

Dagon looked down at his purple skin and stood at attention again. But before he was nodded, Xi Luoai waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, the five words 'I am forced' are almost engraved on the forehead. Don't worry, wait for me to run again. Two cycles, restore mana, and wash the color off your body. But you have one thing to do for me later."

"What?" Dagon asked with great care.

"Find a way to get Chimera's body up." Shiloai said, "I don't want to look for Count. Although Count is fascinated by me, but he also has a sorcerer under him, maybe he thinks Let's get a piece of the pie. Are your friends over there from the caravan? You ask them for help in disposing of the Chimera's body. I want the elemental spar, the horn on the snake's head, the cockscomb, the two teeth in the tiger's mouth, and Sheep's tongue, and the rest are sold to caravans at a discount and let them re-sell themselves."

"The scales and skin are very strong, and they are good things."

"It affects my spellcasting, so It’s better to change it into money. For your sake, if the money is not worth it, they can not pay in full, and you can give it to me when you arrive at the Secret Nanoris Elite Academy, anyway, I’m not in a hurry to use the money.” Luo Ai said: "Let's calculate it clearly, so that no one owes anyone."

Dagon nods and agrees.

But can the relationship between people only be measured by the fact that no one owes anyone?

(end of this chapter)

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