hero?it must be me

Reason told her that it was impossible.

But is it so open-eyed...

"At least we can go with them."

Li Xiang patted Matthew on the shoulder: "There is more or less a care."

"Senior, I..."

"I know."

Li Xiang turned her head to the side, looking at those people whose safety was temporarily guaranteed, and a smile finally appeared on their tired faces.

She couldn't help clenching her fists.

"I know……"

... Am I really right?

big brother...

-

"what?"

Zheng Qi suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and looked towards the west.

"Lixiang...?"

Through his real eyes, Zheng Qi looked at the situation on Lixiang's side.

Accepted a group of refugees, it seems that they are preparing to go to the holy capital.

He saw Matthew's bitterness, and also saw Lixiang's self-repression.

"..."

"Master Zheng?"

The leading middle-aged man asked cautiously.

"Nothing, just keep going."

Zheng Qi turned around: "Speaking of which, where did you learn this name from?"

"A long time ago, there was a traveler who looked the same as you in the village, but that traveler only stayed for a few days and left. At that time... If you mind..."

"No, forget it, that's it."

It's better than calling an adult.

Zheng Qi rubbed the center of his eyebrows and continued to walk.

It has been almost two days since Lixiang and the others separated.

Unlike Lixiang's situation, Zheng Qi's side went smoothly unexpectedly.

There were no robbers, no beasts, and the journey went smoothly, so smoothly that people wondered if his bodyguard was unnecessary.

Of course, only Zheng Qi is qualified to think so.

After all, if he wasn't here, those flying dragons that surrounded the team hundreds of meters away like guards would immediately turn into a bloodthirsty cannibal army.

These flying dragons didn't dare to get too close to this team, because of the existence of Zheng Qi, the pure-blooded dragon aura brought by his dragon god's protection made these flying dragons terrified.

But these flying dragons gathered here because they felt Zheng Qi's breath.

Creatures with dragon's blood are delicate indeed.

The low-purity ones will approach and surrender like high-purity instincts, which seems to be an ecology of these dragon creatures.

In short, with this group of free bodyguards, it really saves a lot of trouble.

This allowed Zheng Qi and the others to advance much faster, but in about two days, they passed through the wasteland that should have been infested with bandits and monsters.

Soon, we will enter the mountainous area.

This is a good thing.

However, there is also a trouble.

(Are you still not sure what the so-called [blessing] is?)

[Not enough samples, not enough time. 】

The magic book lay on top of Zheng Qi's head, and swept the tip of Zheng Qi's nose with his tail.

[But for the time being, I can be sure that even if you use the Grip of Immortality to absorb it, there will be no problem. If you encounter similar opponents again, you can rest assured to deal with them. 】

(Okay, but speaking of which...)

After crossing a huge deep pit again, Zheng Qi couldn't help but glance at the deep pit.

Along the way, he has led these fugitives through many such deep pits.

The depth of these deep pits is difficult to say, but in terms of size, the smallest diameter is close to one kilometer.

No, it's not so much a deep pit, but a crater?

But why are there so many craters in this area?

"...how did this come about?"

Chapter 331 Chapter 31: Zheng Qi's Wilderness Cook - Survival

Hearing Zheng Qi's whisper, the face of the middle-aged man beside him was slightly gloomy.

"You are a newcomer as a traveler, so it is normal for you not to know, that is the trace left by the sanctions of the Lion King."

"Sanctions?"

Zheng Qi kept on stepping, and turned to look at the middle-aged man.

"...Speaking of which, you and those few don't know about the sanctions imposed by the Lion King."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but then he seemed to have figured something out, or he simply realized that he was powerless and chose to give up. In short, he said to Zheng Qi with a slightly relieved expression: "Sometimes, you will From the holy city, a bright light was emitted, that brilliance was like stars falling from the sky, burning the earth, people or villages, under that kind of power, they would all be wiped out in an instant... the holy city The knights called this power the [Sanction of the Lion King]."

What guided shelling?

It may not be easy for people in the thirteenth century to understand the words, but for Zheng Qi, after listening to the middle-aged man's narration, combined with the devastated land in front of him, Zheng Qi immediately reacted.

In other words, the holy capital has some kind of ultra-long-range guided powerful artillery.

[So that’s the case, then it makes sense that the concentration of magic power in this area is so high. 】

The magic tome above Zheng Qi's head opened his right eye, said so, and glanced at the light belt made by Solomon in the sky.

[It seems rough, but if the magic power possessed by the Lion King is sufficient, then this usage is indeed a good choice. 】

"..."

Zheng Qi looked at the craters again.

In other words, this is the result of the Lion King activating some kind of Noble Phantasm.

And it seems that the number of times the Lion King activated this treasure is not small, otherwise how could there be so much [evidence] left here.

(It's trickier than expected.)

Zheng Qi frowned.

Although he could indeed create similar craters independently, according to the middle-aged man, the Lion King's Noble Phantasm should have been launched directly from the Holy Capital.

In other words, that treasure can span such a long distance, from the holy capital to the remote area near the mountain.

How to locate?Accurate or not?Regardless of these factors, Zheng Qi couldn't do it with this range alone.

Judging from the traces left by this bombardment, the power is also considerable.

(It will be a strong opponent who is no less threatening than Osmandis...)

Zheng Qi made such a judgment in his heart.

He couldn't help but glanced at Lixiang again, and found that they were still heading towards the holy capital, and they hadn't encountered any new troubles yet.

"I'm very sorry, logically speaking, you saved us, we shouldn't ask for your help in such a transactional way, but please understand that we really have nowhere to go."

The middle-aged man said with a bitter expression: "There are bandits and monsters in the wilderness, but what is even more frightening is that I don't know when I will be sanctioned by the Lion King again. Being eaten by the Sun King's magical beasts... In fact, even the mountainous area we are going to enter next is only safe, there is no food to eat in this area."

When the man said the last sentence, his voice was very low to ensure that only he and Zheng Qi could hear him.

As the temporary leader of this team of fugitives, the middle-aged man's knowledge is obviously much wider than that of other people in the team.

Even those young and strong, because of their age and times, never had the opportunity to leave the village too far.

As for those old and weak women and children, let alone.

Therefore, compared to other people who, under the protection of Zheng Qi, no longer acted so frightened even though they all looked dusty, only this middle-aged man was enduring the same mentality that hadn't changed much. pressure.

It is not without reason that he was elected.

"For those wanderers who don't know the true face of the Knights of the Holy Capital, maybe they can still dream of going to the Holy Capital to be safe, but for us..."

The middle-aged man lowered his head slowly.

"Tomorrow is possible only after living through today."

"……you."

The big hand that suddenly pressed on the shoulder made the middle-aged man's low mood dissipate immediately.

Instead, panic.

Did I accidentally do something wrong? When I heard that flat voice echoing in my ears, I felt the big hands on my shoulders that seemed to be able to easily hold my entire neck in the palm of my hand at any time. The middle-aged man lowered his head. It's interesting to have such an idea.

There is no doubt that he has been afraid of Zheng Qi along the way.

Not only is he afraid of Zheng Qi's power, but he is also afraid that the compatriots he leads will be abandoned at a certain moment because he offended Zheng Qi...or even suffer even more terrible treatment.

Just when the middle-aged man tried his best to control his legs, insisted on not wanting to slump down on the ground immediately, and tried to keep his teeth from fighting against him from saying some words of begging for mercy, the flat voice continued to ring in his ears. edge rings.

"What's your name?"

"..."

It took several seconds for the middle-aged man to realize that Zheng Qi was asking his name, not his guilt.

He raised his face involuntarily, and looked at Zheng Qi in surprise.

What I saw immediately was Zheng Qi's calm face that always seemed to take everything for granted.

But this time, he saw a different emotion in this unexpectedly immature face that he could only find when he looked closely.

Swallowing, facing Zheng Qi's obsidian-like eyes, the man who gradually calmed down finally responded.

"You, you can call me Sorin, Master Zheng."

"Thorin."

Zheng Qi nodded: "Thank you."

"My mother often said that people are doing it, and the sky is watching..."

"You have done everything you can, and you will be able to survive today."

He withdrew his hand and looked towards the mountains in the distance.

In about a day, they will be able to officially enter the mountain area.

As long as you get there, if you think about it, you will meet the old man in the mountain who came to question you.

For these fugitives, as long as they can be accepted by the village sheltered by the old man in the mountain, then they can get a stable time, and they don't have to live a life of wandering like they are now.

However, for Zheng Qi...

"And a peaceful tomorrow will come."

"...Thank you, Master Zheng."

Similar words of consolation are often spoken by Sorin to other people, so even if he thinks that these words may just be comforting words of Zheng Qi's temporary interest, Sorin still feels very useful.

He always wrinkled his facial features tightly, showing a tired and reassuring smile.

Zheng Qi didn't say any more.