Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

Razor and the Witch-king, VII

Razor and the Witch-king, VII

The blood dragon screamed in pain, then stretched out its claws to grab him.Razor drew it immediately and retreated.The blade was pulled out, and the red and green pus splashed. The razor looked down and saw that the blade had been corroded to a large circle, and turned into a broken piece of iron.

At this time, the blood dragon flapped its wings vigorously, and it flew straight towards the sky.When Razor looked up, he saw that the blood dragon was flying towards the blade of the Seven Faced God.

But the blood dragon went up, but he couldn't go back.Razor had no choice but to shout to the top: "Nateway! The blood dragon is going up, find a way to get me back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, red mist fell from the sky.Netway manipulated Hong Mist into a big hand, and that hand hooked its fingers towards him, signaling him to sit up.So he flew back to the original leaf with this hand, and halfway through the flight, he saw the blood dragon landed on that leaf first.Then came the scream of the Faceless Ranger and the roar of Netway from above.Immediately, the shape of the red mist's big hand under his feet began to collapse and become soft.Razor was not far away from the leaf at this moment, and he immediately jumped onto the leaf.

As soon as the razor went up, he saw the blood dragon raised its neck and was about to spray venom at Netway and the others.Razor shouted: "Be careful! Stay away from it!" The Faceless Ranger ran the fastest, and then Esritre also hid in the building at the end of the leaves, but Netwig stayed put.

Razor wanted to tell Nightaway to run, but then he saw the calmness on the woman's face, so he swallowed the words back.

Razor knew this woman, she was erotic and nasty, but she wasn't stupid.So at this moment Razor was staring at Netwig, wondering what she was going to do.

At this time, the blood dragon spewed out a large mouthful of venom, and the red and black viscous liquid shot towards Netway.At the same time, the red mist on Netway's body filled up, and the mist quickly swirled around her body, wrapping her in the center—the red mist turned into a tornado, and she was the eye of the storm.

The moment the venom touched the whirlwind, it was swept into the sky, and the whirlwind turned into a venom storm, whistling and hovering in the air.Razor dodged behind a statue in a splatter of poisonous rain.At the same time, he saw the seven-faced god spit out a huge bubble, which wrapped it and protected it from the poisonous rain.

Then the tornado slanted, and it reversed direction, suddenly changing from vertical to horizontal.Just like a drill bit, it stabbed towards the blood dragon.The blood dragon flapped its wings and tried to escape but it was too late.

The storm struck, and the venom hit the blood dragon head and face.Traumatized and razor-damaged runes on its bones, the monster was no longer immune to the dreadful venom.Its body melted in the poison, screaming loudly but to no avail.Then Netway turned the red mist into five spikes as thick as tree stumps, "Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang", the spikes pierced the blood dragon's hands, feet and body, firmly nailing it to the ground.

After doing all this, Netway's whole body's clothes became tattered, and her ten fingers were dripping with blood.Apparently she had overused her strength and was no longer able to support her former body shape.

The blood dragon struggled violently, and the five spikes shook and loosened, shaking the entire leaf under their feet.Plasma and venom splashed everywhere, igniting the ground, and the seven-faced god opened the bubble barrier and said to them: "Come to me!"

Razor thought to himself: What did you do so early?The stupid god!

The Faceless Ranger was the first to run into the blisters. He asked the Seven-faced God, "Can this thing resist venom?" He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his clothes.

"Yes." The fish face nodded.

The Faceless Ranger started lathering himself quickly, and Razor guessed what he was up to, so he lathered himself too.At this time, the faceless man pressed his prosthetic limb and said, "There is no need for one more person to take risks, you stay here to protect others."

Razor glanced at Isrit and the injured orc, and at Natway whose hands were trembling, then he nodded to the Faceless Ranger and said, "Take care."

"En." The Faceless Ranger rushed out of the protective circle of the Seven-Faced God.

The faceless man was moving through venom and flame the fastest Razor had ever seen.Neither the Smiley Cat, the Hound, Netwig, nor Razor himself could compare with this faceless man.He is recognized as the strongest of the Four Rangers. In all fairness, his strength, courage and wisdom are beyond ordinary people.

The Faceless Man came to the Blood Dragon in a blink of an eye. He ran quickly and circled the Blood Dragon—the red fire, green poison and black smoke blocked Razor's sight, and he only vaguely saw the Faceless Ranger. One sword after another was stabbed on the blood dragon.And that crazy dragon has turned into a stupid pig at this moment, its head and claws can't keep up with the speed of the faceless ranger, it slaps the ranger's shadow, bites off the ranger's clothes, but it just can't touch the ranger body of.

After the Faceless Ranger made two turns around it, the blood dragon couldn't lift its limbs; when he made a third turn, the monster stopped struggling completely.The huge ominous demon was paralyzed in a pool of blood and venom, with only the strength left to breathe.

Razor couldn't fully see the Faceless Ranger's attack, but he figured that the Ranger severed the tendons in the blood dragon's limbs and severed its spine.The Faceless Ranger's knife is sharper than a razor's weapon, and what he cannot do, the Ranger can.

Gradually, the breath of the blood dragon disappeared.Everyone didn't dare to act rashly, so they continued to wait.People remained vigilant until the blood dragon's body stopped convulsing and turned into a pool of rotten flesh.The tree spirit gods and the tall and thin elves climbed the leaves, and some were floating in the sky on the magical leaves.Everyone looked around the dead body and talked in low voices, but no one dared to come up.

After a while, the Faceless Ranger walked over to have a look, and then said to everyone: "Well, it's dead already!"

Razor breathed a sigh of relief, taking this opportunity, he quickly replaced his prosthetics and blades, and then took off the tattered coat.Netway sat down beside him, a mixture of blood and sweat oozing from her forehead, and she tried to fix her clothes with the red mist, but after a few tries her fingers started to bleed and she gave up.

Isrit asked the tree elf to heal the wounds of the two orcs in a blunt ancient language, and the kind tree elf immediately made a stretcher out of vines and leaves, and carried the two away.Next, the God of Seven Faces directed people to put out the fire, rescue the wounded, and move the corpse...

Razor said to the God of Seven Faces: "You must deal with the corpse of the fierce demon as soon as possible, its blood will pollute this place."

The Seven-faced God replied: "Well, we will save the soul of the fierce demon." Then it let out a long howl, and people all looked towards it.Then it spoke some words to its people in the language of the tree elves.Razor couldn't understand, so Esriette translated it for Razor, saying: "The demigod said that he wants to save the souls of the dead and let the fierce demons go to heaven."

"This treatment is really high." Razor sneered, can anything go to heaven?

Razor and the Witch-king, [-]

Razor and the Witch-king, [-]

After that, the Seven-faced God awakened most of the treants and gave them an order to start cleaning the battlefield.The flames of the blood dragon destroyed many leaves, and the fire spread everywhere, requiring the tree elves to rescue all of them.

Razor and others also needed healing, and a few female elves with white flowers and white skirts arranged for them.They came to a flower field in the upper part of Pantoras.There are small clear ponds with water lilies, fluorescent mushrooms and butterflies.It was already night, and the dome over the pond was also lit up with stars and moons.Estelle looked at the stars and moon above her head, and said, "It's just like the real thing."

The white-clothed tree elves couldn't understand their language, and Isrit couldn't fully understand the ancient elf language, so they used body language and movements to communicate with them.The two fairies undressed and dived into the water, and beckoned them to do the same.The elves seem to be telling them: "The water has healing properties."

Isrit and Razor said: "It is said that the medicinal liquid of the tree elves has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Teacher Gerrit has a little diluted medicinal liquid, which should be given to my husband."

"She's used it on me a little too, and it's been pretty good." But it won't grow back my severed arm, thought Razor.

The elf once again motioned for them to take a medicinal bath.But there are men and women here, and it is against the rules for everyone to bathe together.Isrit explained to them in an old saying, and seeing her embarrassed appearance, she should be talking about things like "there are differences between men and women, customs and etiquette".

Tree elves do not have human reproductive organs, they pollinate and mate like flowers.They also don't regard the flowers on their bodies as shameful private parts, so the elves have no concept of being ashamed of being naked.So Isrit explained to them for a long time before letting them know what "gender, etiquette and shame" is.After that, the tree elves used magic to weave a steam wall to divide the venue into two, with men on the left and women on the right.

But as a woman, Natway doesn't mind this kind of thing.She said to Razor: "I think the habit of the tree elves is very good. Why do people wear clothes? Northerners just need to keep out the cold. It's so hot in the south. If you go out for a run in July, the sweat you shed can wipe away the cold." You drown yourself. Why wear clothes at a time like this?"

Razor didn't know how to answer her, so he said, "Go to the right and don't pester me."

Netway spread her hands and went to the pool on the right to soak.Razor replaced the prosthetic, took off his coat, and went to the pool on the left.He didn't take off all his clothes, replaced one hand with a prosthetic, and carried a knife in the other.

The lake is very shallow, and you can stick your head out when standing in it; the water temperature is close to that of a human body, making it very comfortable to soak in.Within a few minutes, the wound on Razor's body began to heat up and itch, which he thought was a sign of tissue repair.Gradually, the muscles and joints of the body relaxed, and a hot current flowed through the blood vessels, which was very comfortable.He leaned against a water lily in the pond, softer and larger than any he had ever seen, like a limp hand supporting him.He realized that this thing is for people to rely on.

A female elf was walking towards him, and Razor realized that the water level in the pond was just right for the elf, just up to his chest.The girl is very beautiful even from a human point of view, her skin is smooth, her eyes are round like peach blossoms—her body color is also the same as the peach blossoms that have just bloomed, pale pink.

She must be a beauty among elves, Razor thought.

The elf came and held out his hand to him.Razor picked up the knife vigilantly and asked her, "What are you doing?"

The elf took three steps back in fright, and then said in a very bad human language: "I, you, clean, massage, I, work." She gestured as she spoke, looking very flustered.

Razor quickly understood what the elf meant, but he didn't like letting strange women touch his body, so he refused.The elf curtseyed and turned to leave.Razor suddenly thought: Do elves have whores?How do they feel about this kind of thing?

At this time, he saw a lot of bubbles rising up in the water, and he was stunned for a moment, thinking: Is there any underground gas?Just as he was thinking this, Netway got out of the water.

"Need a human service? My boy." She tossed her hair, water dripping on Razor's face.

"Go back!" Razor pointed his right knife at the steam wall, "Get away from me, you bitch!"

Every time he said that, Knightway wouldn't listen.Laughing, the woman jumped on him and pushed him under the water.Razor wanted to push the bitch away, but the knife in his hand hadn't been removed, and he didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting her.He was pushed to the bottom of the pool just like that, and at this moment Netway's voice sounded in his mind: "Relax, breathe."

How to breathe underwater?But Netway said so, and he did so subconsciously.So the cool liquid poured into the nasal cavity and windpipe, but he didn't feel choking at all, just like usual, he could even smell the fragrance of flowers and plants in the forest.

Razor lay flat underwater, and Netwig floated above him like a mermaid.He looked at the woman's face, saw her hair floating in the water, and the pale moonlight shattered in the water.

Netway's fingers were on his forehead, and the voice was transmitted directly into his mind, "Take off your clothes, it's too uncomfortable."

This is silent language, and Razor also learned it from Dara Kasha.So he put the prosthetic leg of his left hand on Netway's forehead and said, "This is not at home, Netway."

"We have no home." Netway held his hand and rubbed his palm with her cheek, but the palm was fake, and the razor didn't feel it. "Not now, nor in the future." She unbuttoned the razor's close-fitting armor , and then the two bodies stick together. "Don't you want me?" she whispered in Razor's ear.

How could he not want it?Knightway is mature and sexy, with slender legs, soft waist, and poisonous eyes.But the razor had been hurt by a woman, and that little scar on his back throbbed at night—along with his heart, with his non-existent fingers.

"I don't want it." He said duplicity.

"But I want it," said Knightway. "I want your body, and your soul—why don't you like me, Fassnut?"

"What you said..." Razor couldn't meet her eyes, because Netway's gaze was as hot as a flame, as sincere as the sun, and he couldn't bear that gaze, "I still want to ask you, what do you like about me?" A little? Why do you have to pester me?"

She smiled and said, "I like everything about you, I like everything about you."

"But I don't have all," said Razor. "I'm not whole. I don't have hands."

Razor and the Witch-king, IX

Razor and the Witch-king, IX

Netway was stunned for a moment, and then said to him, "Why are you still struggling with this kind of thing? You can use your mind to control metal now, what else do you need your hands for?"

Razor fell silent for a moment, the air bubbles rose with his breath, and Netwig's long hair floated in the water like living red coral.

"Then I'm disabled too, and people without arms are ugly," he continued.

"I don't deny that you are really ugly without your hands. But you are more handsome than anyone else when you put on two knives, and you are so handsome." Netway's laughter came into Razor's mind, and her eyebrows He also bent up, "What else do you want to say?"

Razor thought for a while, and said, "I... I have the blood of the devil in my body, I am not a normal person."

"It's as if I'm a normal person." Netway gently kissed his cheek, "We share the same blood, we can understand each other, and we can be perfectly combined. I can even do it for you... She touched her lower abdomen, "I have never used this organ in my body, I only keep it for you."

Razor is not afraid of others hurting him, but afraid of others being kind to him.Once others treat him well, he immediately softens his heart. "Nateway, I...we can wait until we leave here to discuss these things in the long term, now is not the time to talk about feelings." He said, "And we haven't won yet, I will only like women who are stronger than me. "

"I thought so at first, but I realized we didn't have that much time, Nat." Knightway used the new title, "We've been dancing on knives, hunting monsters, fighting wars, and All kinds of intrigues make up our lives. Maybe one of us will die some day, and we may not have a safe life in this life-have fun while you are there, Nat." She kissed it.

Razor didn't know how to refute her, so he kissed her.Natway's body entangled with the trend, Razor kissed her, and at the same time, she heard Natway's voice in his mind: "Nat, you just need to lie down, you are too tired, let me do the rest do it."

But Razor didn't like to be ridden by a woman like a horse, and he sat up, propping himself up on his severed limbs, and kissed Netway's face and neck.Netway showed a moan-like expression of joy, and spit out many bubbles from her mouth.

Then he asked Netwig to lie down, and with the help of buoyancy, the two found a comfortable position.The only time he did this kind of thing was in the Temple of the Worm Queen a few months ago, and the woman next to him was not Natway, but another...

He doesn't want to recall the past, and now he only loves the woman in front of him.

Carpe Diem.

So they completed their first communion in the water, and they were very tired, so they floated up from the bottom of the water not long after.The moment he left the water, Razor saw a pair of eyes staring at him——Isrit was already fully dressed and sitting on the shore, looking at them with a smile on his face.There was also a female elf sitting next to her. The elf looked at the razor with innocent eyes like a child.

Razor was speechless in embarrassment, and turned his head again, only to see that Netwig had disintegrated into a red mist and disappeared.

"Ah... Ma'am, you..." He looked around, "You wash it so fast." After saying this, he felt even more embarrassed, and his face was so numb that it seemed to fall off.

At this moment, Isrit said: "I asked the tree elf to prepare clean clothes for you." She changed the subject naturally, "Fasnat, your previous clothes were taken by the maids for washing, Here are all your personal belongings. I haven't touched any of them, so you can check them."

"I trust you, ma'am."

Estherite nodded her head and turned around, leaving room for him to change clothes.The female elf was still looking at him, and Esriette motioned her to turn her back. The female elf laughed, as if she thought human customs were very funny.

Razor dressed quickly like a girl who has been raped, and the elf sneaked a few glances at him in the process.

After the matter was over, Estherite said to him: "The elf also prepared a resting place for us, and Miss Meyer will take you to your residence in a while." Speaking of Miss Meyer—that is, the one with the long hair The peach-eyed pink elf curtseyed to Razor.Return the razor.

Yisriette continued: "After that, the elves invited us to participate in the sacrificial ceremony later. They said that we are the saviors, and they should thank us well."

Razor shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, ma'am, I have something else to ask you."

Estelle was stunned for a moment, and said, "Let's save those for later."

Razor realized she knew something, but would not say it. "No! Ma'am! I have something to confirm with you."

Isrit said in a low voice, "I...I think it's still..."

Razor interrupted her: "I met Dreyer, and he told me something."

"What? You met Dreyer, you mean the housekeeper?" Isrit stared in surprise, "Isn't he exiled? Where did you see him, in prison?"

"He is already the mayor of Rotten Flesh Beach, and he is also the number one rich man..." Razor waved his arms, "Let's not talk about him now, and I will slowly tell you about this person in the future. What I want to ask now is, Hai What happened to Vin Ambleside?"

The expression on Estelle's face immediately turned cold, her eyes widened in panic, and her gaze lowered. "Go to bed first, Fasnat, I'll tell you tomorrow morning." She was almost talking while looking at the razor's feet.

Razor's bad premonition intensified, and he stepped forward to question Isrit, saying, "What's going on? Madame, have you heard any news?"

"I……"

Razor stared at her, and said, "I heard from Dreyer that Bear Mountain fell, and Lord Haven has... died."

Hearing this, Isrit's body trembled, which made Razor feel that he had gone too far.But he desperately needs to know the answer, he needs to know what happened to Bear Mountain.

Isrit shook her head at him, her eyes had become moist, "Please don't ask, Fasnat, please!" She almost cried.

Razor was dumb for a moment, and after a while he asked: "Are all the rumors true?"

"Master Gerritta said that he went to investigate, but...but..." She bit her lips tightly, "Bear Mountain City has indeed fallen, and the things about my husband... are probably true."

Razor felt a heavy hammer in his heart - he would not cry, and if there were tears, they would be evaporated by the anger in his heart.He just wants to ask a question now:

"Who did it?"

Razor and the Witch-King, X

Razor and the Witch-King, X

Isrit pondered for a while, and said to him: "I heard that the Sea God Cult united the rebels. They rebelled at Bear Mountain, captured the castle, and..." She sniffed and did not continue, "I only know So many."

Razor memorized those names silently, and then he asked: "How did this happen? How is the Bayland now, and how does the Duke deal with it?"

Yisruite said: "I heard that the little trident is busy with the war in the north, maybe he can't care about the matter of Bear Mountain."

Hearing this, Razor thought in his mind: Bear Mountain is located at Antler Pass, which is an important military site in the Gulf. If something happens to Bear Mountain, the Duke of the Gulf cannot ignore it.