danger!My wives are too strong

Goblins, angels, dragons...

Creatures that only exist in fantasy continue to appear in the world, and even the ruins of a city rose overnight.

People not only found traces of prehistoric human life in this city, but also found modern facilities that they could not understand.

After a long period of research and construction, the ruins of this city have taken on a new look, and it is even called the "Church City".

And with the continuous emergence of fantasy creatures, the once blue sky has completely become a paradise for giant dragons.

It is difficult for human beings alone to contend with the giant dragon. In order to survive, human beings established the last kingdom in Europe - "Midgard".

But this is not enough. In the face of the unrivaled power of the dragon, it is only a matter of time before Midgard falls.

In order to seek a way to ensure the survival of human beings, scholars among human beings established the "Pythagorean Academy" to study the catastrophe and various weird phenomena that appeared due to the catastrophe.

——In continuous research and battles, human beings have gradually adapted to this new and sick world.

Chapter 8 thin red

Midgard, AD 991.

Mu Feng pulled his consciousness back to his body with difficulty, and slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he had already left that dark and dead space.

This is a backward and luxurious study room, the bookshelves are neatly listed with all kinds of books that Mu Feng can't understand, which makes him feel paradoxical.

Not long ago, I was in a modern society, but now I have come to a world similar to the Middle Ages...

Mu Feng obviously failed to adapt to this huge contrast.

Not long after, a large number of broken memories flooded into his brain, like a silent movie, which made Mu Feng understand his situation.

The system humanizedly arranged a suitable identity for him, so that he would not become a poor person living on the street.

Scholar of the Pythagorean Academy.

This is Mu Feng's identity in this world.

Although he is only the lowest level scholar, due to the particularity of the "Pythagoras Academy", Mu Feng is equal to some minor nobles in terms of status.

As a qualified scholar, the "Mu Feng" of this world devotes all his time to studying, so he can become a scholar of "Pythagoras Academy" at an early age.

But it is a pity that Mu Feng only accepted the language of this world and the identity and assets of scholars, but did not receive the corresponding knowledge.

Repeatedly looking at the experience of "Mu Feng" in this world, the boulder hanging in Mu Feng's heart slowly fell to the ground.

Although there are some differences in habits, generally speaking, the "Mu Feng" in this world is no different from Mu Feng himself.

Mu Feng rubbed his temples to relieve the swelling of his brain a little, then looked at the huge wooden box on the ground.

The wooden box is about three meters long and half a meter wide, and he doesn't need to open the wooden box, he already has a guess about the contents of the wooden box.

——The body of "Darkborn Sword Demon" Aatrox, the black and red giant sword.

After equipping the hero card of "Darkborn Sword Demon" Aatrox, he has a deep understanding of the black and red giant sword, as well as how to use the giant sword that is burned into his body like instinct.

It was precisely because of his almost instinctive understanding of the black and red giant sword that Mu Feng felt helpless at this time.

With his physical fitness, let alone wielding the black and red giant sword, it is very difficult to even lift the black and red giant sword.

In addition, he does not possess void energy, so he cannot use the void energy to use the power of the darkborn, unless...

Thinking of this, Mu Feng forcefully opened the lid of the wooden box, staring at the black and red giant sword in silence.

The body does not support wielding the black and red giant sword, and there is no void energy in the body, so there is only one way to use the power of the darkborn——

Accept the power of the darkin and become the "host" of the "darkin sword demon" Aatrox!

After being silent for a long time, Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, closed the wooden box in silence, then got up and left the study.

When he returned from the Pythagorean Academy, he happened to meet a mother who was selling her daughter.

Maybe it was because he couldn't bear it, or maybe it was because of other emotions, which eventually caused Mu Feng to spend nearly ten times the price to buy the girl.

Nearly ten times the price sounds extremely expensive, but in fact it is not expensive, it is only equivalent to one or two meals of aristocrats.

The girl has no name, but has a pair of thin red eyes that are as magnificent as jewels.

Therefore, Mu Feng named the girl "Bo Hong", which refers to her magnificent eyes like jewels.

......

living room.

Bo Hong followed Mu Feng's initial words and sat motionless.

It wasn't until Mu Feng left the study and came to the living room that Bo Hong relaxed a little, and turned to look at Mu Feng.

"Bo Hong?" Mu Feng called out tentatively.

Bo Hong didn't react, maybe it should be said that she didn't realize that Mu Feng was calling her.

Dazed for a few seconds, Bo Hong stood up nervously, and explained timidly: "I didn't know you were calling me..."

Recalling her mother's terrified appearance in front of Mu Feng, Bo Hong can easily guess that Mu Feng's status is very noble, at least enough to feed her.

And the price of having a full meal may be an insignificant "body".

Bo Hong learned about this while following her mother to find a buyer.

In short, no matter what needs to be paid, as long as there is enough to eat, Bo Hong will do it without hesitation.

"are you hungry?"

The moment the words came out of his mouth, Mu Feng realized that he had said something nonsense.

From the memory fragments browsed before, Mu Feng has a general understanding of this sick world.

People in the slums live forever without clothes and food. Women are even willing to sell their bodies for a piece of moldy black bread.

Being in this environment for a long time, it is impossible for Bo Hong not to be hungry.

Sure enough, when Mu Feng asked this nonsense, Bo Hong nodded cautiously, then looked at Mu Feng nervously.

Bo Hong knew very well that if she offended the nobles, she might be whipped until she was dying, and then thrown on the side of the street like a broken sack.

Mu Feng looked at Bo Hong carefully, his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, Bo Hong suddenly became nervous, pinching the worn clothes with both hands, not daring to make any sound.

It is true that she was mentally prepared, but her long experience still made her nervous subconsciously.

——It's not that she's afraid of the expected "devotion", but that she's worried that Mu Feng won't give her food.

After thinking for a long time, Mu Feng finally made up his mind and stretched out his hand to hold the tender and tender little hand.

Bo Hong retracted her palm subconsciously, but she couldn't break free from Mu Feng's palm, so she could only let Mu Feng pull herself.

Mu Feng noticed Bo Hong's movements, so he comforted her: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

After the words fell, he seemed to have thought of something, and asked, "Bo Hong, do you know how to take a bath?"

In Midgard, poor people are not eligible to bathe, and most of those who are eligible bathe in public baths, only nobles and some scholars have private baths.

And Mu Feng is one of the scholars who have a private bathroom.

"do not know."

Bo Hong replied in a weak mosquito voice, with a little fear and uneasiness remaining in her words.

Before that, she had never had the energy to pay attention to other things after living a life of starvation every day.

"alright."

Mu Feng nodded slightly, then led Bo Hong into the bathroom.

Possibly due to malnutrition, Bo Hong's body is very slender, even skinny.

While cleaning Bo Hong's body, Mu Feng found that there were many bruises on Bo Hong's body, and couldn't help asking: "These injuries are all from your mother... Are your mother's?"

"Um......"

Bo Hong quietly soaked in the bathtub, and gave a slight reply.

This was the first time she took a bath, and it was also the first time she knew that there was something more comfortable than having a full meal.

"How is it? Is it comfortable to take a bath?"

"Well! Can I take a bath in the future, in the future?"

Bo Hong was lying on the edge of the bathtub, her jewel-like eyes were full of anticipation.

"Well..."

Mu Feng paused for a moment, and then under Bo Hong's nervous and uneasy eyes, said something that made Bo Hong very happy:

"Of course, but I will only help you wash this time, and you need to wash yourself in the future."

"Thank you, honorable...scholar."

Chapter 9 Slave girl Sylvie?

As a scholar of Pythagoras Academy, Mu Feng must have a lot of savings.

Even if he bought Bo Hong at nearly ten times the price, the remaining savings would be enough for him to squander for two or three years.

For the next trip, he has a plan in mind.

Now that he bought Bohong, he naturally couldn't regard it as a prop for fun like those nobles, but planned to raise Bohong with heart.

In this sick world, if he doesn't find a goal for himself in life, Mu Feng really doesn't know how to persevere.

And after coming to this world, the system entered the standby state.

Although he can call up the system screen, he can only view the detailed information of the heroes he already owns, but cannot perform other operations.

After hesitating again and again, Mu Feng finally took the saber that he used to carry with him.

From the broken memories, we can know that although Midgard is a country where human beings live, it is actually not safe.

Thieves burn, kill and loot, fantasy creatures wreak havoc...

Among them, the raging fantasy creatures are enough to make the kingdom's army tired of dealing with it, so they can only let the thieves who burned, killed and looted in Midgard be left alone.

Occasionally, a few thieves may be captured and executed as an example to others, but the deterrent effect is minimal.

therefore.

In this environment, nobles must bring a large number of attendants when they travel to prevent thieves from attacking.

Mu Feng was only a scholar with a slightly higher status, and naturally did not have the funds to recruit a large number of attendants, so he could only carry the saber from the Pythagoras Academy for self-defense.

This saber is said to be made of keel, but it has no special abilities, and the only commendable advantage is its sharpness.

The overall color of the saber is black and white, the blade and hilt are black, and the rest is off-white carved with strange patterns.

Whether this saber is made of keel remains to be discussed, but the shape is quite beautiful, which is deeply loved by Mu Feng.

"Bo Hong, I'll take you to buy some clothes."

After all, Mu Feng didn't give Bo Hong a chance to refuse, and pulled her away from the house.

"..."

Bo Hong didn't dare to speak, she held Mu Feng's hand flattered.

This special treatment makes Bo Hong feel uneasy, but she enjoys this feeling as she has never been cared about by anyone.

Carefree shopping, beautiful and exquisite clothes, delicious and plentiful food...

Things that Bo Hong couldn't even imagine before happened one by one, which made her feel like a dream, but she knew it was not a dream.

Because the most beautiful dream she ever had was to eat a full meal...

Watching Mu Feng carefully select and buy clothes for her, even if she finally chooses the cheapest clothes, Bo Hong is still satisfied, as happy as eating honey.

But this is not over yet.

That was the first time Bo Hong entered the tavern, and also the first time she ate delicious food.

However, the manner in which she ate was neither elegant nor aesthetically pleasing, prompting undisguised laughter from all around.

Amidst these ridicules, Bo Hong stopped her ugly eating, lowered her head timidly, not daring to look at Mu Feng.

"Are you full?"