An invincible journey that begins with a different race

So let’s just write our own stuff next.

With this thought in mind, Aesop continued writing.

"After leaving the academy, I found that the outside world is different from what is described in books. It is not as rigid as words. It is full of vitality, and the way everything competes is really nostalgic. But it is the same as what is in the books. Yes, you once said that history is just the same thing repeating itself. I didn’t understand it at the time, but now I deeply understand the meaning of this sentence.”

"1000 years ago, humans defeated the powerful dragon clan for the first time through the 'Concentric Connection', and last night, I also used the 'Concentric Connection' to accomplish a similar thing, helping an orc defeat a more terrifying enemy. "

"1000 years ago, when faced with a powerful enemy that they could not defeat, human beings chose to unite and condense their strength into a rope."

"And yesterday, the men in the town also united and combined their strength into a stick."

"Although we have made huge sacrifices, we have gained more and more. Everyone is very moved, shouting, and clamoring to kill Bruz sooner or later (cross out)."

"But no matter what, we won, and I want to share this joy with you."

"1000 years ago, humans called their first victory over a giant dragon 'concentric connection to create history,' which made people very excited. But our battle last night was a bit worse, and there is still no way to call it creating history. But I don’t think it’s too much to evoke a miracle.”

"So, I also want to give the battle last night a title. I hope you like it."

"That is……"

"The huge jet calls for a miracle."

51 up up down down left and right left and right BABA

After writing the letter, Aesop wrapped it up properly, and then threw a few spells to remove the mark on it.

It wasn't over yet. He took the letter out of the room, went downstairs, and even left the town. He walked for about an hour to a wild place with no features at all.During this period, I dare not use magic to travel, otherwise it will easily leave traces of magic.

After reaching this point, Aesop took out a cluster of blue flames in his palm, lit the letter with the flame, and planned to send it to his master.

Of course, this burning letter is not meant to be burned to the Kingdom of Heaven.

After the burning, he ran away and looked back only when he reached a position he thought was safe.

The letter has been burned.

He waited for a while, and after making sure that a big hand didn't appear out of thin air at the place where the letter was burned to grab him back, he clapped his hands with relief and turned back.

As for why it is so troublesome... there is no way, his master is a real arcanist, and there are too many ways to track him.

If it weren't for the fact that at the end of the war years, various countries signed an agreement that stipulated that powerful men like arcanists could not appear in the countries of other races at will, otherwise it would be regarded as a declaration of war, Abel would have left the Kingdom of Deya long ago. Arriving uncontrollably on this continent and launching a "here comes your father" search for Aesop, Aesop won't be able to hide for long even if he wants to.

Arcanists are so annoying.

With this idea in mind, Aesop returned to the town.

It was already afternoon at this time, and the people who had been lying in the food and wine pavilion all night had also woken up, so those who should leave left, and those who should stay to eat and rest continued to eat and rest.

By the time Aesop came back, even Bruce had come back. After washing himself, he sat on the chair and sighed.

After seeing Aesop, Bruce stood up immediately, rushed to Aesop and gave him a bear hug.

"There's nothing more to say, Brother Aesop." Bruce said in a low voice, "You were really helpful yesterday. From now on, if you have any questions, just come to me."

Before Aesop could speak, Ganqiu was already beside him and said angrily: "This is the 17th time you have said this today. Are you keeping it true or not?"

"Why don't you keep the truth?" Bruce said, "As long as you helped me last night, I will remember it in my heart. If you need help with anything in the future, just ask me. I will never say a word! Including you , Ganqiu, I also felt your power last night. Although it only lasted for three seconds, it was not very useful, but I will keep it in my heart."

Gan Qiu Mao said: "Can you speak properly? What do you mean it's not useful?! What do you mean it's not useful?!"

"It's easy to use. It's really easy to use." Bruz said. "What stands out is that it is short and concise."

"You, you, you... that's more or less the same." Ganqiu nodded with satisfaction, "Condensed is the essence... By the way, don't even think about fooling me! Aesop, this guy is talking so nice now because he is afraid You ask him for money, but his money has just been shared by others, and now there is nothing left!"

Bruce was hit by a pain point, and his furry face turned red: "My gratitude to Brother Aesop is definitely not something that can be measured by money. Of course, Brother Aesop can ask for money, and I will earn it right away. If If Brother Aesop likes me, I will be your bear from now on... Oh no, don't treat me as a bear in the future... Well, I'm not a bear to begin with."

Because he shouted "My fucking bear power" so many times last night that Bruz was a little confused and he still hasn't calmed down until now.

In fact, he is not the only one who has not recovered.

Whether it was Stank, Jer, or Ganqiu who said "One, two, three, I'll be fine", their faces were all ugly, and they looked like they were dying.

"Why do I feel so tired every day?" Stank held his waist and said, "It's been many days since I've had a serious look for the Dream Demon."

"Me too." Jer slumped on the table, "It seems like I've been encountering some weird things in the past two days... I'm obviously hundreds of years old, but now I can feel fresh every day, which is really amazing. "

Stank sighed, and then seemed to remember something, and said to Brutz: "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot after you tossed me for a while, but we did have something to ask you about, and it was about Aesop. "

"Oh?" Bruce looked at Aesop curiously, "What's the matter?"

Then Stank and Jer talked about Aesop's reaction to the Dream Demon.

"Is that so, Aesop, are your demands so high?" Brutz said, "Then you will definitely reject those low-level dream monsters last night."

Aesop nodded.

Yes, those low-level dream demons, Aesop shuddered just by smelling their scent from Bruz.

"Human aesthetics, elves' magical affinity, and my sense of smell." Bruz touched his chin and said, "I have never seen someone as picky as you."

"That's why I need your advice." Stank asked, "Quickly think about it, is there anyone who meets these requirements at the same time?"

"Well... let me think about it, let me think about it." Bruz thought seriously for a while, but soon lost the battle. He lowered his head and said, "Can we talk about it in a few days? I'm not very good right now. Be willing to think about this.”

"Why?" Jer was a little puzzled, "Is that what you call post-war stress trauma syndrome? Isn't it better yet?"

Before Bruz could speak, he saw Stank sit up straight, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.

"You'd better say you're healed," Stank said. "The brothers already rushed you once last night. If you're not healed yet, they'll have to rush you again if they can't protect you."

Bruce felt his butt feel a little cold, and immediately stood up, then waved his hands repeatedly: "Okay, okay, it's done, it's absolutely smooth, there's only one small problem."

"what is the problem?"

"Ahem... Because it has been used for too long, it is now a battle-damaged version." Bruz coughed twice, "So it is not so easy to use now. You must rest for a few days, otherwise it will really break. Yes, please understand."

After hearing Brutz's explanation, Stank nodded reluctantly: "That's about right. If you say you haven't recovered yet, the brothers will really rush you again, although this may be the hardest time for the brothers to rush." once."

Before Stank finished speaking, Medoly came to his side and slapped a bill in front of him.

"It's time for you to settle down for a few days." Medoly said, "The wine money you saved here has been used up."

Stank was stunned: "Is it all used up?"

"You don't want to think about what you have done in the past two days, even sleeping here." Medoly said angrily, "Hurry up and give me the money."

"Oh, isn't it just money?"

Stank's hand scratched in his pocket, but found nothing, and then he glanced at Jer.

Jer also shook his head: "I don't have any money anymore. We haven't taken any jobs these days, and we are really spending money lavishly."

"Me too." Bruce sighed, "There were a lot of them, but they were all given out today. What a bunch of vampires."

Halfway through, Brutz noticed that Stank and Jer looked at him with very unkind eyes, and he immediately changed his words.

"It's good to suck. I just don't need it. If the brothers suck me, I will be so happy."

"So it's time to go to work." Stank stood up slowly, and then as if he remembered something, he turned to look at Aesop, "By the way, Aesop, do you want to go to work with us? Although I know You should be rich, but you just want to experience life? And, hehe, you can also experience a different style."

"Weird style?" Aesop was a little curious, "What is that?"

"For example, have you ever tried Slime Girl?"

Aesop shook his head.

"Do you want to know what it feels like?" Stank winked, "Summary in one sentence."

"Up, down, left, left, right, left, right, BABA, haha, anywhere is fine."

52 Change, change, change! ([-]-in-[-])

Aesop was very interested in Stank's description of the slime girl.

Especially the adjective about Slime Girl - "pervasive", makes me even more curious.

It's just that Stank, Jell and Brutz really have no money, and not a single person left who can hear the sound is left. Moreover, after the fierce trampling last night, no matter in terms of material things, It takes some time to recuperate both physically and mentally.The only two people who don't need to recuperate are Aesop and Ganqiu.

Aesop had nothing to say. He had received a lot of money from the caravan owner when he rescued the caravan, which was enough to squander for a while. Moreover, he only had magic power last night, and there was no physical exertion.

Ganqiu came back from the mission with Bruz (Bruz spent all his money overnight), so he naturally has money, and although he exerted some effort last night, it wasn't much, so he didn't have much physical strength. What consumption.

"Since Aesop is so curious," Stank said to Ganqiu, "then you can take Aesop to see it."

Ganqiu shook his head repeatedly, expressing his refusal: "No, no, no, I won't go looking for slime."

"why is that?"

Ganqiu originally didn't want to say anything, but he couldn't stand the crowd's repeated questioning, so he could only say: "Slime... is transparent!"

"So?" Everyone was still confused.

"Don't you understand? It's transparent." Ganqiu gestured with his hand, "Transparent, transparent!"

Everyone was still confused: "What's wrong with the transparency? Can you explain it clearly? There are no outsiders here."

Ganqiu suppressed his blush, and after being silent for a long time, he suddenly burst out: "Transparent means that when I step on it, I can see how long my gun is! Do you understand? You can't even fool me." Myself! Especially creatures like slime are very insensitive. They always ask me why I use my hands, but I’m not using my hands!”

Everyone understood immediately and fell silent, but they were not mourning for Gan Qiu, but trying desperately not to laugh out loud.

Seeing this, Ganqiu said nonchalantly: "Smile, I have been used to it for a long time. You just don't understand me. Among halflings, I am already very great. Only ignorant people can Laugh at me, and I never care..."

"Pfft..."

"You fucking dare to laugh! Stop talking and let's duel!"

After a rough and tumble, they finally calmed down under the attack of Medoly one by one with a tray.

"So where should I make money?" This time Aesop asked proactively, "I'm also quite interested in how to make money."

"Ah, it sounds like you are a kid from a wealthy family, don't you know how to make money?" Stank said lazily, leaning on his chair, "Actually, there are many ways, such as being a mercenary, such as going to the Raiders For dungeons, it mainly depends on occupation.”

"Profession?"

"Yes, your profession is a magician, just like Jerry." Stank pointed at Jerry, and then at himself, "I am a swordsman, and Ganqiu is a thief, so I go there occasionally Do some sneaky things..."

"Fart, I never pet a dog!"

"Okay, okay, it's pretty much the same anyway." Stank didn't argue with Gan Qiu.

Aesop thought for a while and asked, "Is the Dream Demon a profession?"

"A dream devil must be considered a profession, otherwise what is a dream devil...huh?" Stank was stunned, "Wait a minute, you don't want to be a dream devil, do you? A male dream devil?!"

"I just have this idea, isn't it?" Aesop said, "I have always been curious about the Dream Demon profession, and now I have come into contact with it a lot, so I also want to do it myself."

"This..." Stank scratched his head violently. He really didn't know how to follow Aesop's brain circuit. "No matter from any angle, I don't recommend you to become a dream demon, and male dream demons are very demanding. High, inexperienced like you..."

Before Stank could finish speaking, a large bag of coins hit the table with a bang.

"What's your price?" Ziteng emerged from nowhere and said excitedly, "I've got it all! You're mine tonight... Oh no, you'll be mine for the rest of your life, haha Haha, the money I have saved for so long is finally useful. Is this enough? If not, I still have more. If I can’t afford it, I will sell this store..."

Stank was a little dumbfounded: "Hey, hey, hey! Ziteng, what are you doing!"

"What for what?"

"I'm teaching Aesop, can you please stop making trouble? And if you sell your sister's food and wine kiosk like this, will your sister really not get mad?"

"Oh, the matter between me and my sister has nothing to do with you, and what can you teach Aesop?"

"Am I not teaching Aesop how to find a job that suits him and how to survive in this cruel world?" Stank said, "Now that you are out to cause trouble, how should I teach you?"

"Surviving in this cruel world is just hard for you. What does it have to do with Aesop...and it's not hard for you either." Ziteng didn't want to talk to Stank at all. She turned her head and looked at Aesop, and then Licking his lips, he said seductively, "Aesop, don't you want to be a dream demon? Then I can help you now, take my money, and then..."

Wisteria leaned down, trying to let Aesop see her non-existent spring.

"Come to my room and do whatever I ask you to do." Ziteng said softly, "Sister, I can call you Den, Dan, Lang~"

"I will do whatever you ask me to do?"

"Yes, this is the Dream Demon."

Aesop thought for a moment, then shook his head: "That won't work."

Ziteng was slightly startled: "Uh, why?"

"What if you ask me to go back to the academy." Aesop said warily, "I don't know how to go to the academy."

"...Why should I let you go back to the academy?"

"You just said that I will do whatever you ask me to do." Aesop was already wondering whether Ziteng was a spy sent by the dean. "Then what if you ask me to return to the academy?"

"...Why should I do such a boring thing?" Ziteng said, "And if you don't want to, then don't do it."

"Then who knows, by the time you ask me to sign the magic contract, it will be too late for me to regret it."

Ziteng was a little confused: "Why should I ask you to sign a magic contract?"