my age of magic

Chapter 110 111. The Redemption of Disaster

A few years later, a story was widely circulated in the orc world. This is a history that witnessed the long-lasting friendship between the human race and the orc race.

At that time, Hoofing, who had become the Great Elder of the Centaur Clan, once wrote to me, remembering the life and death disasters he had experienced during the trip to the wilderness when he was young, and mentioned Qige, saying that many orcs thought that an orc wolf at that time The young man of the race led three young men and girls of the human race to ride the Yagui beast to rescue the poor orcs who were suffering in the wasteland. The lives of a family of orcs.

...beautiful dividing line...

Our hearts were actually very contradictory at the time, because after the four of us were ransacked by this small team of ligers and robbers, although we gained a lot, most of the frost scrolls we relied on were consumed. The lady told us that the scrolls used to attack the robbers are all strengthened with the first-level potion ice grass worth more than a hundred gold. Ordinary frost scrolls can frostbite the legs of horses, which is already very good, which makes us expand rapidly. My heart immediately turned cold.

Ordinary frost scroll!This thing is also very good, it is used when hunting.

Without the saltwater pond, without the old and weak magic antelope, what else can we people hunt?In the wilderness, trying to keep the adult magic antelope with bows and arrows alone is tantamount to nonsense.Their running speed can be said to be in the top three among all the first-level monsters in the entire wasteland, and they are timid by nature, and will run away when there is any trouble. The only weakness is that they have a very strong curiosity and encounter unusual things. I always want to find out. There is a saying in the wasteland: Curiosity kills a magic antelope.

The traps made of ordinary frost scrolls are still very effective in hunting the devil antelope.

But for us who have experienced a bloody battle, we have a deep understanding of how powerful the hunters in the wasteland are, so the more we fight, the more timid we become. Without the enhanced frost scroll protection, we really want to avoid everyone in the wasteland. The harvest of this trip to the wilderness has far exceeded our imagination, and Kurz and I have already started discussing that finding a shortcut to return to Gludin Town is the most important thing.

Especially at this time, our team had better not be in the limelight, carrying the fire-focusing scroll and salt, for other orcs, these are the most precious treasures in the wasteland, we dare not easily take the fire-focusing scroll we have Sending it to others is worried that some powerful hunters will have evil intentions, but we don't want to see these poor people suffer. This is our contradictory thinking.

In particular, Kuz could not see the suffering of the poor and ordinary hunters on the wasteland. They even came to the wasteland for adventures just to fill their stomachs. However, in the absence of fuel and salt, the orcs had a hard time To maintain combat power, the lack of salt is fatal, and it will make the body in a state of collapse.Drinking unboiled water for a long time will cause parasites in the body, and disease in severe cases. In this wasteland, disease is almost equal to death. Not every good hunter knows herbal medicine.

After every struggle, when I meet and see the really pitiful orc hunters, I still can’t help throwing out the scrolls in the backpack, and casually check out some that we can use from their packages. These poor orcs In the group of hunters, few people can independently hunt the magic antelope. If we can't find the most needed magic antelope skin, we will pick some useful magic herbs. This is the happiest moment for Miss Qi.

Simply, in the end we can only disguise our small team as a small caravan. I, Qige, and Katerina are all humans. In the wasteland, it is not uncommon for human caravans to come to buy leather, animal tendons, and magic herbs. It makes sense, Kurtz became the guide of our small team, but our original intention was to use this identity to cover up our true identities, protect ourselves, and try our best to help the poor orcs on the grassland. In this way, we are exchanging goods Sometimes, I always pretended to be a novice who didn't know much about it. Sometimes, even a basket of sweet potatoes was exchanged for a scroll of focusing fire, just because the little boy in the orc family had diarrhea for several days. When we saw his sallow face and deeply sunken eye sockets, we couldn't care about any principles.

Miss Qi is a potion master. For magicians who study potions, one thing is necessary, that is, they all need to be proficient in herbalism, so the soup that Miss Qi carefully prepared is not difficult to revive the werewolf boy. Parents thanked desperately at that time, the setting sun slanted, we only left a long shadow.

...beautiful dividing line...

We followed the Ulutu River to the southwest for nine days. The Ulutu River turned southward at this place, split a deep valley between the mountains of Yelian Mountains, and passed through the Yelian Mountains and passed through Gludin Town. , and finally at the Baipu Cliff on the westernmost side of the Pai Plateau, it turns into hundreds of tributaries directly from the thousand-meter-high peak, forming several waterfalls and merging into the Benma River that surrounds the mountains at the western foot of the Pai Plateau.

This road is also a shortcut to cross the Yelian Mountains and reach Gludin Town.It's just that the ancient plank road is not too wide, and even Yagui Beast can barely pass on the plank road.Generally, caravans with thunder rhinoceros would not choose this route, and it would not work at all, but many orc hunters prefer to take this route, selling leather and herbs from the northern foot wasteland to Gluding Town.Our team also chose this road, going back to Gludin Town.

In the past few days, after that heavy rain on the wasteland, the grass has grown wildly, and the entire wasteland has become a sea of ​​green.Standing on a high hill and looking far away, when the wind blows, you can see waves of emerald green waves rising and falling, which is very spectacular.

At night, when we camped on the high hills, Kurtz's face became very ugly. He had just made a small circle around the outside with the alloy bow on his back, and brought back a gray goose. It looked like this big goose He is very fat. Normally, he would brag to me triumphantly. He is so good at archery that he can even shoot down wild geese flying in the sky. But he didn’t tonight. He just plucked his hair silently, saying He refused to say anything.

Katerina, on the other hand, seemed a little uneasy, and her eyes would always look into the distance suspiciously, but at dusk like this, even if there was a beast lurking in the knee-high weeds, it would be difficult for us to find it.It was quiet all around. Before setting up the temporary stove, I put a fire-focusing scroll under the iron pot, filled the pot with water, and Katerina put all the yellow sheep and mutton left over from hunting at noon into the pot He sat beside me and said to me in a low voice: "Jia, I always feel that I'm not very strong in my heart, I'm always flustered and scared!"

These days, after going through a battle, Katerina seldom shows timidity. At noon, she held the dagger alone, chased after the yellow sheep with her strange "flash step", and cut the yellow sheep with a single knife. Throat, kill.It's kind of weird that she's now telling me she's scared for no reason.

I guess this kind of danger does not come from wild beasts. An upright guy like Kuz will never tolerate wild beasts lurking beside us. His survival instinct can make him feel the breath of wild beasts easily. He had a gloomy face, but he was just silently cooking the goose. I realized that this was not a good thing. It might be that what we were most worried about had happened.

The only explanation is that someone is following us secretly!And these people make Kurz can only hide and sulk.

"Az!" I looked up at him. Sometimes between us brothers, he understood what I meant without saying anything. This little orc who seemed a bit simple and honest was actually very delicate in his heart.

"Hmph! It's because they don't know what's good and what's wrong. If they dare to come over, I'll handle it!" When Kurz spoke, there was some hatred and anger, but there was also a lot of helplessness and reluctance.His eyes were fixed on the distant grass in the dusk, one hand was clenched into a fist, and I noticed that his legs were shaking constantly.

I guess at such a life-threatening situation, Kurz still can't bear to do it, and only the group of orcs who were about to starve to death that we helped during the day.These orcs come from the same orc tribe, and they are attached to the small werewolf tribe of the blood wolf clan in Gludin Town. They are located on the edge of a remote death swamp. Seeking a living on the Lulu Wasteland is a very helpless move.But this is not the worst. This small wolf tribe has only about 200 people, but two-thirds of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. The young and strong werewolves participated in the battle against the gray dwarves last year. The men in their tribe They were not very lucky. Those soldiers were besieged in a battle, and almost all died. When they came to the northern foot wasteland, only the chief of the tribe was a soldier. In the whole tribe, except for the women and children, only some teeth were lost. old werewolf.

I remember when we saw a group of werewolf children and wolf women squatting on the grass digging sweet grass roots, my heart was very sour.On the northern foot wasteland where monsters are rampant, a group of children my age are just squatting in the grass, digging some grass roots for food.The older children will take care of the younger ones. Those wolf women didn’t even have leather armor on them. They just wore the simplest sheepskin skirts like leather tubes. They were a group of poor aborigines. Why do almost no group of people come to the wasteland to discuss life?

We stopped Yagui Beast and asked the wolf girl who was sitting next to her. She looked about my age, but her body was very thin, her face was sallow, and she only wrapped her waist with very simple suede yellow sheepskin , weaving insects with a blade of grass, and taking care of a group of werewolf children aged five or six, I went to ask her: Why do you dig grass roots here to eat?
She told us: The chief of their tribe was bitten by wind wolves when he was leading a group of wilderness wind wolves to hunt the day before yesterday, and the rest of the men ran back, unable to hunt large wild animals. The children and women of the Li tribe have to dig wild vegetables, otherwise everyone will starve to death.This tribe is a distant relative of the blood wolf tribe where Kurtz belongs, so we didn't think too much about it at the time, so we gave them most of the bacon floss we carried, but we didn't expect that at night, this group of werewolves would follow us to the camp. Come on.

(End of this chapter)