Hey, King!

2021-08-12

Chapter 191 Chapter 191 Exercise
"It's so cold, I feel like I'm going to freeze ." Shiloh pinched her nose and said in a half-crying voice: "Dagon, is it necessary to freeze me like this? I want to use a spell to keep warm."

"No! You are wearing thick enough clothes and holding peat in your arms. The heater, you don’t need to waste your mana on heating.” Dagon turned his head from the driver’s seat, stared at Shiroai, and said, “You are not sick, the current cold is on the one hand because the body has not yet adapted, on the other hand, Because you have a heavy reliance on spell in your heart."

Dagon snorted, as if to rant about what happened in the past two days. "Use the spell for everything. Wash your hands, eat, get in, get out of the car... I at first thought you were exercising the spell, but then I found out that you were lazy! What you should do now is to familiarize your body as soon as possible. The environment here, let it heat up on its own. It's good for you in the long run."

Siloai's mouth is cocked to one side, her lips are fighting up and down, whispering clearly speaking ill of Dagon . Using spell to adjust the environment around the body, so that girls can give priority to beauty at all times, is one of the main reasons why she chooses to become a mage.

"I want to eat better." Shirouai tightly wrapped the quilt and made her request.

"It may not be possible to meet the prey. I haven't seen a small animal for a long time, but I found some holes that the lance poked in the ground. There should be tribes around, so be careful." Dagon asked the group of dogs Slow down a little, look back and say, "You move under the quilt to generate some heat."

"Will you rub for me?"

" Why don't you go down and run two steps!" Dagon shook his head, holding the reins with both hands, leaning slightly to keep the vehicle balanced. He never learned to drive a dog-pulled car, but his excellent body control and attitude perception ability made him grow rapidly. Shirouai can cry cold, but she has never complained about Akira once.

In the deep winter, the wind and snow are raging, and the cold rules everything. The residents of the Northland can only avoid its edge and hide as deep and thick as possible. If any tribe can find a deep underground hole with geothermal heat in it, it is tantamount to the chosen place. With such a cave as the core, a larger-scale tribe can often be formed and control a larger area, but it also means greater danger.

There are no "dominant" races in the North, and there are no racial divisions, such as the living forest of elves, the mountain range of Jiangu, or the lowland plains of humans. Various races are mixed together, gathered according to family traditions, sacrificial beliefs and production and lifestyles. According to the standards of the elves, some tribes are only "unadvanced" and "uncivilized", but there are many tribes that equate to savagery and danger.

They are dangerous to neighbors, travelers, and even themselves. It is not difficult to distinguish such tribes, just look at how many ogre live in them.

"Three ogre staring at us from the east, about more than three hundred meters. Do you see those three pan-white stones stacked together? They're right behind." The elf card was tightly clutched under the quilt, and she could alert the surroundings through the eyes of the invisible eagle.

“Is ogre fat?” Dagon asked.

"Hey! I don't want to eat that kind of thing!" Shi Luoai grinned and said, "Is there ogre in the Jiangu recipe?"

"We don't eat it either!" Dagon knew that Shirouai was deliberately teasing himself, and while cooperating to look provoked, he had to explain to her patiently. "Ogre are very greedy. If they encounter food, they will never waste it, and they will never store it. They will take every opportunity to eat themselves fat. If they are thin, they are very hungry and dangerous."

"Don't worry about how fat or thin they are, they've already rushed over anyway." Shirouai yawned, and the cold wind that kept blowing her hair always made her feel sleepy. "Could the skinny ogre run faster?"

"Maybe." Dagon lifted the head to the front right and saw three running ogre. It was a grey-green-skinned giant, about two and a half meters in height, with a pear-shaped head, almost hairless on the head, and a particularly large mouth full of shark-like teeth. The ogre has broad shoulders and long arms, which are especially useful when grabbing hands and feet to tear people apart, and are also great for wielding simple weapons like sticks. Unfortunately, their legs are relatively short, and running has never been their forte, especially when charging down hills.

"They can't catch up." Dagon shouted the dogs to run with all their strength, and at the same time added great magic power output, allowing the puppet mount to push him behind him. "Help me pay attention to the terrain around me, and be careful that ogre may set traps ahead of time."

"No need to bother—let the dog rest." Shiroai raised her hand, a pink cloud The flames soared high into the air, then shot out, arcing like a trebuchet, landing precisely on ogre's head.

Ogre shook his head, suddenly angry, and lunged at his companion. The three ogre tore and scuffled together, biting each other, as if the other was their long-awaited dinner.

Seeing that the ogre is no longer a threat, Dagon has the dog resume walking speed, which helps conserve energy. "Your spell is so useful," Dagon said. "If I had to deal with ogre, it wouldn't be so easy."

"This time you don't get enough compliments, so one point. Shiroai shook his head and said, "It's not simple to use the magic spell to my level, maybe you can't do it all your life. In addition to talent, you look at me now with ease, that's because of you It's not fair to not see what I have accumulated in the past. It's like I see you standing easily in the cold wind without mentioning your training in the martial skill."

"Well, That's right. I do what I'm good at, and you do what you're good at, and you'll be more efficient by learning from each other's strengths." As Dagon was talking, he suddenly pulled on the reins, causing the lead dog to turn. The pack of dogs led the car up the gentle slope, avoiding the apparently smoother road.

"There's a sinkhole right next to that rubble, probably dug by the ogre." Dagon used the earth move to bring a stone from the side of the road. He bent down to pick it up and threw it hard. With a loud bang, the sinkhole was triggered, and a three-meter-wide deep pit opened its hideous mouth.

"I made a mistake, I didn't notice it." Shiloai shook the elf card and said, "The Mana Eagle has sharp eyes, but poor intelligence, so he can't distinguish traps."

"So I'm still useful." Dagon wouldn't say that he discovered the pit in the ground by hearing from the ground, or that he used the same method to find prey. "Hehe, good luck, I found a litter of rabbits. Want to improve the food?"

"Yes!" Shiloh stared wide-eyed, exclaiming, "Tell me where the rabbits are. I promise to make them come out obediently, and none of them can escape!"

The four snow rabbits encountered Dagon and Shiroai really bad luck, they couldn't hide, they couldn't escape. Relying on the earth's hearing, Dagon can determine the location of the rabbit through the soil, and can also accurately describe the direction of the rabbit hole. And Hiloai poured the spell controlled by hypnosis into the hole, and wherever the pink spark cloud and mist went, the rabbits all turned into fools, walked out obediently, and even stretched out her legs to bind Dagon.

In the evening, behind a boulder sheltered from the wind, a bonfire illuminates the faces of two travelers. A nearby tree was struck by lightning, and its remains were fully utilized in the flames. A simple reflective wall surrounded by surrounding stones can restrain the heat, while the dogs are grilled on both sides to enjoy a rare rest time.

The grease dripping from the grill made the flames creak. Dagon sliced the rabbit meat with a knife and placed it on a plate, handed it to Shiloh, and placed a fork. Because Shirouai didn't want to gnaw on her bones like Dagon, she had to stay elegant. At the same time, the group of dogs who had eaten were looking at Dagon with their big shiny eyes, humming their mouths, hoping to get some more rabbit meat to eat - they didn't even wipe their saliva and didn't care about their appearance at all.

"You're not very good at craftsmanship - rabbits don't taste as good as travel cakes." Shiloh pricked the meat with a fork and chewed it hard. "I don't remember the rabbit meat being so hard that it made my face tired."

"Exercise more!" Dagon took two bites of the meat before throwing the bone to the lead dog.

"There's no way of exercising my face! Do you want me to be ugly? Turn into a big face plate, as wide as a Jiangu clansman?"

"You can't! Dagon wiped his mouth and said to Shiroai, "If you have the strength, keep vigil at night. If you don't want to keep vigil, you can just go to bed. At night, the Star Helmet will stare at the surroundings, and the wind will give warnings. You can sleep with confidence."

"My mana eagle is also looking around. It can see through the darkness and provide far better protection than the star helmet!"

"That's very good." Dagon said: "I heard There are creatures howling in the distance, no less than ten. I hope they don't get close, then I can sleep well."

"I heard it too. What is that? Wolf?"

"I don't know. I haven't been to this area, and I can even say that I lack understanding of the entire surface world." Dagon sighed, said: "Don't worry, listen to the sound, that creature is not big , I can definitely handle it. Even if you don't have the ability to cast spells, I will protect you, don't worry."

"The opposite of you. If you can't fight, I will definitely throw you, absolutely No more!"

"Oh."

"What do you mean by oh? You don't believe me, do you?"

"I just said Oh, I don't mean to believe it or not." Dagon got into his sleeping bag, put the star helmet on top of his head, and finally added a handful of wood. "Hiroai, you are very good at talking these two days. Do you feel unsafe when you are in the wild?"

"Is there?" Chilled by the cold wind, he quickly retracted into the quilt. "I've been very talkative since I was a kid. I used spell to force my big brother to listen to me talking nonsense for six hours. Lectures in the Academy are too tiring, so I don't have much to gossip about. It's a bit cold here, but I'm very relaxed, what's wrong with me talking? You also need to worry about it?"

"You can't sleep well if you talk too much." Dagon said, "Pay attention to your posture, don't stick your hands and feet out. Although the star helmet It will look at you, but it also has to pull me up so that I can make the quilt for you."

"How about you come and supervise me?"

"How can I sleep then? Ah..."

"Also..."

(end of chapter)