The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Moreover, Aoduo did it okay; he never took everything, always leaving a few copper coins for living expenses. Otherwise, even if others didn't deal with him, the mine's people would.

When Duolai arrived at the entrance of the mine, he saw Aoduo robbing someone. Aoduo looked up and saw him, and charged over menacingly.

Seeing this, Duolai thought to himself that things were bad. Usually, he would stand still and let Aoduo rob him, but today, for some reason, he felt extremely resistant to Aoduo. Seeing Aoduo pouncing, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Duolai's eyes.

Should he give him a severe beating? But the other side had five people; he definitely couldn't win.

At this moment, he saw that only Aoduo was charging over; his four companions were still robbing others. His eyes narrowed, and a dangerous glint appeared.

Old scores and new grudges, let's settle them today.

Thinking this, he saw Aoduo coming over, relaxed his body, seemingly trembling as he waited to be robbed, but his feet formed a figure-eight stance, ready to exert force at any time.

Aoduo rushed towards Duolai, shouting as he ran, "Good, Duolai, you've even learned to hide money! You clearly had two extra copper coins yesterday, hand them over..."

He reached out, his left hand grabbing for Duolai's collar, his right hand already habitually slapping towards Duolai's face.

Already prepared to resist, how could Duolai give him the chance? Although he had been working hard all day, he still had some strength. Seeing Aoduo's stance, which clearly didn't take him seriously, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes. He squatted down slightly, dodging Aoduo's left hand, and then his long-prepared right fist struck out, from bottom to top, straight at Aoduo's face.

This time, he used almost all of his strength, and it had been planned for a long time. Almost without any accidents, everything happened according to the script. It was as if Aoduo had offered his face for this punch, hitting him directly.

Aoduo never expected Duolai to resist. He didn't even have time to react before his vision blurred, and he saw a fist landing on his face. He felt a heavy blow to his face, right in the center. The immense force sent him tumbling backward.

Bang.

Aoduo fell to the ground, unable to get up.

The surrounding people were shocked to see this. Aoduo had been beaten?

Seeing Aoduo knocked over, Duolai immediately went over and stomped on him, stomping on Aoduo's face three or four times. Soon, Aoduo's face was a mix of red and blue. After finishing, Duolai quickly left the scene, seeing that the others hadn't reacted yet.

This happened in a flash. Aoduo's companions were still beating others when Aoduo himself had already fallen to the ground. They didn't react at all. By the time they saw what happened, Duolai had already slipped away, disappearing into the crowd.

He quietly slipped back to the market. Uncle Duoduo had been waiting for a while. The uncle didn't know what had happened and went home after giving the copper coins to Duolai.

Today was the same as yesterday. Duolai bought six vegetable buns in one go and ate four himself. This feeling was so wonderful. He knew that if he wanted to keep his money safe every day, he had to think of a way to give Aoduo a severe beating so that he wouldn't dare to trouble him again.

He beat Aoduo today, so he would definitely come back for revenge tomorrow, or get his father to take revenge on him. Alas, he was still rash today, but beating Aoduo really felt good; he had settled part of his previous grudges.

Somewhat pleased, he entered the city and returned to his small dwelling.

Opening the door, the dog Aoduo stretched out his head, shamelessly sticking out his tongue and licking Duolai's hand, wagging its tail wildly, with none of the dignity of a hellhound.

At this moment, Duolai lowered his head, held the hellhound in front of him, and saw that it was indeed fine, so he was relieved. Eating that shiny stone really didn't cause any problems.

Standing at the door, Duolai thought for a while and took out the magic crystal from his pocket, holding it in his hand, preparing to give it to Aoduo. Since it liked this thing so much, he would give it more.

However, this time, he saw Aoduo looking disgusted, turning its head away.

Duolai blinked, wondering what was going on. Yesterday, it was like a hungry ghost; why was it like this today?

He was a little confused, but at this moment, Aoduo suddenly bit his clothes, pulling him to the side of the doghouse.

Aoduo was very strong; Duolai couldn't resist and was pulled to the side of the doghouse.

Only then did Duolai see that there were several books with badly torn covers next to the doghouse. Books were rare in Domon City; only nobles or wealthy merchants could read them. People like Duolai would at most study for three years before being sent back.

Duolai could read, so he could tell what was written on them. What was wrong with this dog? Why did it bring the books over? Could it be that its previous owner was a book lover?

Faced with Aoduo's unusual behavior, Duolai was puzzled.

"Where did these books come from?" Duolai asked Aoduo, pointing at the books.

At this moment, Aoduo sat in front of its simple, dilapidated doghouse, pretending not to understand, squatting obediently on the ground like any other dog, sticking out its tongue and panting, looking somewhat silly and cute. Feeling a little ashamed, it lowered its head and lay on the ground.

Duolai didn't expect Aoduo to answer; it would be strange if it could. He just felt a little inexplicable.

The latest and most complete novels are at Liu 9 Shu Ba! First release!

He picked up a book and looked at it in his hand.

Aoduo was surprised to see him pick up that particular book. It wasn't just any book; it was the one it most wanted Duolai to see: the warrior enlightenment reader, "The Legendary Path of the Narye Magic Warrior."

This book was not only an autobiography of a legendary figure, but also a basic entry-level guide for warriors. It detailed the legendary figure Narye's journey from scratch, cultivating body techniques, meditation, martial arts, and magic. It contained detailed explanations of basic magic and basic martial arts, making it very suitable for beginners.

However, this was a basic introduction for magic warriors, covering both mages and warriors. Generally speaking, a person could practice both at a low level, but at a high level, they could only choose one to strengthen, as a person's energy was limited. In the current occupational system of humans, at a low level, they were required to choose only one, either a warrior, a wizard, or something else. Only one could be chosen. This introductory reader by Narye was probably left over from hundreds of years ago. At that time, magic warriors were everywhere, unlike now, where there were either mages or warriors. People who cultivated both magic and martial arts were very rare.

These books were not stolen; they were the most garbage human books in its collection over the past few hundred years, but now it seemed that they were the best books for Duolai.

At this moment, Duolai had already seen that this book was slightly more colorful than all the other books. He could vaguely recognize a few words on the cover.

He had only attended enlightenment classes for three years and didn't know many words. To fully recognize them, he would have to buy a dictionary.

Thinking this, he felt a little strange. Had this dog become a high-level magical beast? How could it steal books?

Opening the first page, Duolai only recognized half of the words. It was difficult to read, but guessing from the context, it seemed to be introducing a person's great achievements and history. This person named Qi was very powerful and great. He only remembered that when his parents were still alive, he had learned in school textbooks that a person named Narye was very powerful. Could it be him?

If it was him, this book would be very interesting.

Duolai didn't look at the other books. They were all here anyway and wouldn't run away. He would look at this one first.