Dungeons & Dragons: I was kicked out of the team by Brave

That is holy water.

Richard took out a bottle of holy water specially given to him by Mrs. Eve, which was contained in a small light-shielding test tube.

A big "0" was written in golden ink on the outer wall of the test tube, which seemed to mean a code name.

The lowest level of holy water sold by Dawn Church is "No. 9" holy water. It feels like sugar water at most. It is of no use if you drink it. It can only be used as a placebo for fun.

As the number gradually decreases, the effectiveness of the holy water will become stronger, and it can even regenerate severed limbs within an hour.

The highest holy water sold by the Church of Dawn is only the "No. 3" holy water, and it is an absolute treasure that can only be seen in the auction house and directly appears as the finale product.

In fact, the effects of "No. 3" Holy Water and "No. 4" Holy Water are similar. They are both healing potions that can grow muscles and bones out of thin air. Of course, they can also be thrown as incendiary bombs when facing cultists. There are almost no such things under Legend. There is a way to survive.

But the reason why it is more than ten times more expensive than No. 4 holy water is because it has an additional aphrodisiac effect.

In the Silver Moon Empire, the entire population is full of fanaticism and obsession with aphrodisiacs.

Some smart traders who want to sell worthless unsalable goods at high prices can try to promote the aphrodisiac effect of the goods.

Lilinu once submitted a paper to the "Empire Newspaper", which was probably to prove that mummies from the yellow sand land in the south can powerfully aphrodisiac. For a while, the Silver Moon Empire fell into a mummy craze.

The royal family and nobles repeatedly sent caravans to the Yellow Sand Kingdom in the south to steal the king's mummified ancestors. Such unethical behavior almost directly turned into a national war.

And the beginning of all this was just a random report written by Lilinu without any conscience after taking money from a mummy businessman.

It's just that she used so much force that she mistook it for real, and the mages who reviewed it were blinded by it, and it was publicized as a big discovery.

So back to the current topic, Richard looked at the "0" holy water in front of him, but he was a little afraid to open it.

He had already noticed the rarity of this bottle of potion. After all, this was what Mrs. Eve had given her numerous instructions before she left.

This holy water may be very powerful, but Richard doesn't dare to use it on Nunalia.

For people with weak constitutions, there is no doubt that tonics and poisons will disappear if they take too much.

Richard carefully pulled out the cork. The next moment, the majestic golden mist exploded directly in the entire igloo. The rich breath of life made Richard feel dizzy.

This feeling was no less shocking than the shock I felt when I had a direct conversation with the Great God Lathander.

If you want to say that Mrs. Eve personally bled the Great God Lathander and stored it in this small test tube, Richard would believe it.

Not to mention this thing being Nunalia, Richard didn't dare to touch the liquid in it directly.

He pressed the cork in time to prevent the divine power of morning light inside from evaporating further.

But the golden mist in the air that just exploded was enough to cure Nunalia's fever.

As Nunalia breathed evenly, the golden mist was inhaled into her lungs little by little, and the hotter breath was brought out through her mouth and nose. Nunalia's body temperature dropped at a speed that her body could feel.

Clintina tugged on her bright fiery red hair in disgust, and found that Nunalia was pulling her tightly, so she could only lean against her.

Because Clindina's hair was only just above her shoulders but not too long, and for fear of affecting Nunalia's rest, Clindina was forced to be very close to Nunalia, like a pair of lilies.

Clintina suddenly asked a question: "Common Richard, why do you think Nanalia allowed me to pass?"

Richard was shocked: "You...you are only considering this issue now!"

"I just don't care! Why, you, a mere commoner, want to say that I'm stupid?"

Clintina's pupils gave off a golden luster, as if there were flames burning in them. There was an obvious difference in blood purity from the side branch dark gold pupils like Nunalia: "And isn't your recent relationship very good? We are inseparable, I warn you not to do anything strange."

"Don't talk nonsense, I was forced to." Richard looked at his and Nunalia's intertwined hands, and withdrew them without leaving a trace.

Clindina continued to ask: "So why exactly? Is there any conspiracy on Nunalia's part?"

"It's inevitable to have bad thoughts. Anyway, just prevent them from showing off." Richard leaned closer to Clindina's eyes and stared at them without hesitation, "I care more about your pupils than before. It's bright, and the flames burning inside it seem to be able to burn people, which may be why you are not afraid of the cold at all."

"Who knows, maybe my bloodline will be fully awakened. I am the direct bloodline of the An family." Clindina deliberately turned her head, tried her best to cover up her pride, and said as naturally as possible, "Maybe I will finally be able to break through the ninth level. The level mark has passed, and I feel like I am already halfway to level [-]."

Richard didn't take it seriously. He took some snow water, boiled it in an iron kettle, let it cool, and gently fed it into Nunalia's mouth.

Nunalia had a look of rejection, pursed her lips and closed her teeth tightly. Richard could only say forcefully: "Drink it, you don't want to die!"

After a moment of stalemate, Nunalia reluctantly opened her pale lips and drank the water in sips. She also scolded the mages for not developing magic that could instantly cure diseases, and threatened to reduce the number of mages. Such is the budget.

Richard frowned. As a magician, he couldn't bear to hear the word "cutting funds".

So he poured Nunalia a glass of water fiercely, made her lie down more comfortably, and burned warmer firewood, which felt very relieved...

It was a relief, but Richard seemed to have no other choice.

Nunalia is like a hedgehog. Even if you can see her soft white belly, if you really want to play with it, your hands will be pricked with blood by the tightly packed and invulnerable spikes.

1 Chapter [-] The Death of the Brave

"Let's build a snowman, I want to build a Richard!" A cheerful voice echoed in the snow on the snow-covered orc trading road.

Dressed in cool clothes, the succubus ran energetically in the snow, seemingly not feeling the coldness of the wind and snow at all.

The lamb's clothing mainly focuses on self-deception. The chest of the upper body is casually wrapped with a layer of plush blanket. With the succubus's dump truck-level lights, the upper straps are firmly held up to prevent them from falling.

The lower body is simply wrapped in an ultra-short white cotton skirt, which can barely cover the middle of the legs.

The feet are sheep's hooves that are characteristic of succubus, but the lamb specially used the transformation technique to turn them into human feet, put on thick cowhide leather boots, and wrapped them tightly.

Although the areas with clothes are very thick and warm, other parts are completely exposed, and the white skin looks very shiny even in the frozen soil and snow.

But except for the lamb, everyone else was wrapped in thick wolf-skin cotton clothes and shivering with cold.

Tricos shouted: "It's cold! Are we trapped in the snowy mountains?"

Cao Taotao took out the map, fiddled with it, and said, "Based on past experience, this should be the largest no-man's land in the middle of the orc trade route, the Grand Canyon of the Wasteland and Tundra."

At the midline of the orc territory, which is the middle section of the orc trade route, the frozen landform extended by the Northland Glacier spans the north and south, forming a super large canyon dividing the east and west.

The terrain of the frozen soil canyon is extremely high, and the cold wind from the Northland Glacier blows into the canyon unimpeded, making the area near the canyon covered with snow all year round and causing harsh conditions.

Countless ice and snow monsters lurk in snowy canyons and other terrains, accurately hunting passing caravans and orcs.

Normally, without the legendary orc leader, the orcs would not approach this bitter cold land that could only produce gray tundra.

Mia wrapped her long gray-brown hair in a hat, tightened her scarf, and stood under the big rock in the leeward area and asked: "Why is the weather now colder than what those orcs said?"

"It should be the cyclical monsoon fluctuations of the great glaciers in the North. I, the old man, only know a little bit about it and can't figure it out."

Cao Taotao rubbed his head. As a bard, he has learned a lot. If you ask him some questions, he can always answer something, one, two, three.

But if you dig deeper, he will just stare blankly and discuss the topic of pure love with you.

The super-mobile lamb has already started to snowball.

She ran to the slopes of the snow-capped mountains with great interest and energy, wrapped a round snowball around her arms and tail, and began to roll it down.

However, the snowball was getting bigger and bigger and it was difficult for her to see the road ahead clearly, and the brave man who was napping was also involved.

The compacted snowballs were no longer just fluffy snowflakes, but turned into hard ice.

After the flying hero was caught in the snowball, the ice surrounding him made him unable to move. He could only moan as he was rolled down the cliff by the lamb. After hitting a big rock, he collapsed on the spot, half dead.

"Little Yang, stop playing around and rescue the brave man quickly." Mia's face turned pale with fright, "I don't want to be hunted down by the Church of Dawn at all!"

As a Dawn Warrior personally certified by Lathander, Michelle would not dare to mess around with him except for veterans like Richard.

They ran down the slope quickly. Cao Taotao relied on the huge size of the tauren to directly break the ice around the brave man, preventing him from dying of hypothermia and stiffness.

Mia asked: "Is there a fire?"

"We don't have a flame mage of the plasticity department." The little sheep pulled up his slender tail, and the love at the end of the tail ignited the devil's signature dark green flame, exuding pitiful heat, "Is this okay?"

"Of course it won't work. You are a devil, and you are in conflict with the brave man!" Miya quickly swatted away the lamb that tried to use its tail fire to grill the brave man.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Tricos tested the brave man's breath, but there was none, and said nonchalantly, "Maybe he's dead. The brave man is really fragile."

"Can you all be serious!" Mia covered her head and collapsed, moaning, "Aren't you a wood elf? Don't you know the life spell?"

Tricos shook her head and said, "But I am an orc shaman. There is no such thing as a cure for a strong orc. If it doesn't work out, I can sing funeral songs and play the suona. It's not like I can't send the brave man off."

Mia numbly said: "No matter what, find a way to start a fire!"

"I know a little about fire magic." Cao Taotao took out a "Beginner's Guide to Elementary Magic" and looked for low-level fire magic one by one.

When the team's professional configuration is not complete enough, and under harsh conditions, the versatile profession of bard can play a role.

As a profession that knows a little bit about everything but does nothing well, their biggest advantage is the [quick learning of low-level skills] brought about by their professional characteristics.

Whether it's the rogue's stealth, the swordsman's jump slash, the druid's summoned animals, or the mages' fireball, as long as the skill is not difficult to learn, the bard can quickly learn it. .

Cao Taotao casually flipped through the magic guide that each mage apprentice had, and found that some spells such as [Flame Palm], [Flame Spray], and [Summoning Fire Spirits] seemed to be difficult to learn in a short while, and he couldn't help scratching his head in distress. Scratched his head.

Mia said loudly: "You can't just turn to the first page! Isn't there a fireball spell on it?"

"Oh, it's true." Cao Taotao said in surprise, "How did you know?"

Miya said with shame: "Your guide to magic has been spread throughout the entire star world. Who doesn't know that fireball is the first spell for all mages to learn! Can you people rely on it?" Be more careful!"

Cao Taotao pointed at the spell on the page and recited it byte by byte in a jerky manner. His not too much mana was slowly mobilized, and a fireball the size of his head slowly rose from the palm of his hand.

As a sixteenth-level bard, Cao Taotao is not specialized in magic. The power and size of this fireball are only one-third of that of a mage of the same level, but it is also much stronger than the fireball of an ordinary mage apprentice. Lots of light and heat.

Cao Taotao urged: "Hurry up, my magic power can only last less than 1 minute. The wind is too strong and I can't stand it."

Mia was suddenly in trouble.

Although there was enough heat, one minute obviously couldn't soften the hero's frozen body.

Tricos said wisely: "It's better to just smash it. As a brave man, his resistance is still high."

"do not!"

Before Mia could stop him, the tauren had already poured blazing fireballs onto the brave man's face.

The flames of the explosion even melted the snow around the hero, revealing layers of gray tundra.

Chapter 141 Let me tell you, I am a thief 6!

Cuixi took out a rare musical instrument in the shape of a copper long-handled trumpet and asked, "Can we start playing the suona? And let me tell you, my funeral singing is pretty good."

Yes, they are preparing to hold a funeral for the brave man.

No one expected that the majestic warrior of the Church of the Dawn, the son of Lathander, and the savior of mankind, would die so hastily under a small fireball spell.

"I was wrong." Xiaoyang blinked her big pink love-shaped eyes and said in a low voice, "Richard will definitely be angry with me, and of course the sisters in the brothel will definitely want to tear me apart." ."

"It doesn't matter." Cao Taotao comforted, "As long as we report to the boss and Sister Aka, we can insist that he died on a stone."

Tricos nodded in agreement: "It can only be like this."

Mia was shocked.