Lord of War

  Shaun walked back to the campfire.

At present, there is only a slave hunting team called Xiao En and others in the lookout area. Although it occupies a small area, there are more than a dozen bonfires. A hundred people sit around these bonfires. Basically It can be clearly divided into three small groups. The least number of people is naturally the twenty or so experienced slave trappers. However, both the bear tribe and the northern barbarians know that Sean values ​​these people, so naturally they will not trouble these slave trappers. Even if the bear people hate slave trappers, it is just that they have experienced it together. After a battle, it is considered that they have acquiesced in their companionship.

  Andre was lucky to be able to sit by a campfire with Cecilia and Dini.

  This is the center of the entire team and the safest place. Of course, it also means a symbol of power.

  But Andre also knows why he can sit here. He is no longer the age of stunned youth, so what should be done and what must be done, and what can not be touched, although the recognition of a lord can indeed give him a considerable part of the privileges, but it is accompanied by this This privilege is also a kind of danger, because capturing slaves is their business, and the danger of the wild land is the highest in the world.

   Just like the leader of the slave hunting team I met before, he didn't know when he died.

  The sadness of the rabbit and the fox is still unforgettable.

  Perhaps, I am really old. ——Andre sighed with a wry smile, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Andre shook this small tin jug gently, with some weird patterns painted on it, which looked very exquisite. Of course, the practicality is naturally not as good. The jugs like this are the most. That is about five hundred milliliters, which is not enough for an ale cup based on the normal volume of a cup in this world. This time, Sean prepared a large water bag for everyone according to Andre’s suggestion, but it was filled with high-purity spirits instead of ordinary ale or rye. Just drink it. A sip is enough.

  But Andre still brought this jug, and Sean guessed that this jug might have some history.

  Of course, he wouldn’t ask such questions. Who doesn’t have any secrets or memories?

  Sean sat next to Andre and asked, "Is it okay to drink so much wine?"

"Lord Lord, don't worry, you won't delay business." Andre smiled, "Drink some wine to warm up your body. Although it is no longer in the knife wind zone, the temperature will start to drop after the fog, and it will probably be very late in the middle of the night. It’s cold, so it’s better to take precautions first... and the mist will not disperse so quickly. It usually doesn’t start to dissipate until mid-afternoon. Only then can we continue on the road, so we can sleep a little longer."

  The fog will not dissipate until the afternoon, Xiao En is not surprised, because the evil thoughts here are too strong, this is far more terrifying than ordinary death.

  In the past, in the game, Sean’s understanding of evil thoughts and death spirits was limited to weakening the player’s combat ability, which was equivalent to a halo-like skill, but the player could not master it. But after coming to this world, through the books he read before and some exchanges with Andrew later, Xiao En came to realize that in today’s real world, things like evil thoughts and death are already to a considerable extent. The concept and judgment criteria are not just like in the game, but purely a weakening halo.

   "It's okay." Sean waved his hand indifferently. "It doesn't matter that you leave here later, but you have to be careful tonight."

"Okay." Andrei nodded, but didn't think too much. Although he hasn't left the wild land for many years, I haven't heard of any accidents in the Xiatian Rift in recent years. Generally speaking, Yan is relatively calm, so he is not too worried.

  After the night really started, the temperature was indeed as Andre said, and it began to drop by a greater degree, and everything seemed more gloomy and cold.

However, Sean knows very well that this coldness is actually due to the evil thoughts and death aura in the mist. Although the effect of expelling the evil enchantment prevents these evil auras from infiltrating, the coldness cannot. avoid. Sean guessed that there must be a function in this enchantment that is similar to defending against the undead. Otherwise, it is impossible that the ghouls and ghost fires have not appeared. You must know that to get rid of the evil is just to make the evil creatures not like it here. If they find that there are other creatures here, even if they don't like it, they can't stop them.

   "Drink some wine and warm up." Sean handed a water bag to Cecilia, but it was not water, but strong wine.

   "I'm a magician." Cecilia looked at the water bag, looking at Sean pitifully, her watery eyes blinked and looked very embarrassed.

  There is a rule in the magician’s rule, that is, never drink.

  Because the magician's spiritual power is very pure, drinking alcohol is very addictive, and long-term drinking will be corroded by alcohol and affect the magic and spiritual power, which will damage the magician's strength. And this kind of damage is permanent, even if you get rid of alcohol addiction, but if your mental ability can't be restored, then it is equivalent to completely losing the ability to be a magician.

  Therefore, whether it is an academic magician or an inheritance genre magician of the Mage Tower, there will be strict restrictions.

  Cecilia rejects alcohol, naturally because of this.

It’s just that Sean knows very well that alcohol originally had an effect on the player’s magician in the game, but if it was done only occasionally, it would naturally not have any effect. Even some liquids with alcohol can also enhance magic. The magic and spiritual power of the teacher, such as the sharp blade made by Andrew. Of course, in this world, not only the sharp-edged wine can enhance the magician's mental ability, but the remaining gadgets are very difficult to obtain, and it is temporarily impossible to obtain at Sean's current level.

"Occasionally drink a little, it's okay." Xiao En said with a smile, apparently resistant to Cecilia's cute appearance, "It's too cold here, I don't want you to get cold because of it.... Let's talk about it. Now, even if you lose the magic, will I still despise you? My family's Cecilia is not only capable of being a magician. You are not good at internal affairs and military affairs."

"But along the way, I have already drunk a lot..." Cecilia muttered, a little aggrieved, "I have already felt that my mental power is a little sluggish, and I have to purify and restore pure magic and spiritual power. , It takes a lot of time."

"Compared to you having a cold, I hope you are just mentally impaired." Sean squeezed Cecilia's face. "If you fall ill here, I will be very troubled. Besides, it’s not that I can’t afford you, no matter what Cecilia becomes in the future, I will support you.”

  Under Sean’s hard work, Cecilia finally took a sip of strong alcohol reluctantly, and coughed immediately.

  Sean smiled and patted Cecilia on the back, taking care of her, looking at her blushing face and smiling: "Does you feel warmer now?"

Cecilia nodded slightly, but returned the water bag full of spirits to Sean as if fleeing, and refused to touch it again. This action made Andre, Dini and others say it. The knowing laughter made little Cecilia even more embarrassed.

  Perhaps it was the magician. Not long after Cecilia finished drinking, she started fighting with her eyelids, and finally fell asleep slowly.

  Sean took off the cloak on his body, folded it into a soft pillow, and placed it gently on the ground so that Cecilia could sleep on it and sleep a little more comfortably. When seeing this action by Sean, Dini and Andre looked at Sean with some doubts. In such a **** of a climate, even bear people almost need to drink to warm their bodies. Taking off this cloak is not a wise choice for humans.

   "Lord Lord?" Andre said, "We don't have any extra cloaks..."

   "No need." Sean shook his head, then stood up, "You protect Cecilia, if there is any accident... Andre, would you command?"

   "Commanded several battles before." Andre nodded.

  As the leader of a slave hunting squad, how could it be possible not to direct the battle? It's just that Sean, as his lord, certainly couldn't speak so bluntly, so he explained politely.

"That's good. I'd better arrange for someone to watch the night. If there is any problem, immediately retreat to the watchtower." Xiao En thought for a while, still a little uneasy, "The tower is forty meters high, although it doesn't look big. But accommodating a hundred or so people should still be fine."

  Andre and Dini looked at each other, and finally Andre asked: "Lord, you..."

   "I'll go shopping outside." Sean grinned.

Hearing Sean’s words, Andre’s face suddenly changed: "Lord Lord, it’s not possible. The ruins area is too dangerous here, and because of the dense fog, the visibility is too low. Many people go out. I can't find the way back..."

   "It's okay, I will leave a mark." Shaun said, "And I always feel that I can find something very interesting in this foggy area."

   "I'll go with you." Dini stood up and said with a serious face.

  Sean refused without even thinking about it: "No need."

"Why?" Dini stunned, "Although the Church of Ice and Winter is not a church dedicated to fighting undead creatures, some basic magic arts still have a deterrent effect on undead creatures, and I am still a priest with a knife. , Fighting is my strong point, and if I am there, I can definitely support you better."

"I don't need assistance." Xiao En said calmly, "If I act alone, it will be more convenient and advantageous. Bringing you will only be a burden to me.... Or, you think you are better than Am I strong?"

  When asked by Sean, Dini was speechless for a while. She couldn't help but remember that when she almost stepped into the golden realm, the three of them were not easily defeated by Sean, and even she could not escape to death. But even though she knew that Sean was telling the truth at the moment, Dini still felt a bit angry.

  It's really annoying to be frank!