It doesn't matter what the lord is.

I asked:

"Now that you've become stronger, what are you going to do?"

Slime answered as a matter of course:

"Go and seek revenge on those guys in the sky. I worked diligently for them, and have been working for them since I was born. What happened? When I lost my usefulness, they killed me without mercy. This time, I have to kill them back. Oh, come to think of it, you are also a promising talent. When I attack the God Realm, I will appoint you as... um... the first vanguard of the death squad!... Ouch."

I patted its head and the slime shut its mouth obediently.

It lay lazily on top of my head, its shapeless body even more stretched out. I guess it will evolve once more this time, but it will only be promoted to the third level. It is still a long way from Alayya and Felita, and it is not even the main force of Yuxi City, let alone making my dream come true.

However, Yuxicheng doesn't need it yet, and it has plenty of time to get stronger. Compared to Alayya and the others, the way for slime to get stronger is the simplest, and there is no need to spend effort on training, nor is there any bottleneck period. The growth curve is very smooth, and it's all about eating.

After returning, Slime fulfilled his promise, pretended to think for a while, and said:

"Oh. I remember now. It's just ancient characters. Just take me to recognize them. Such a small matter is naturally no problem for me. Hehe."

I originally wanted to take Slime to find Felita, but after thinking carefully, Felita is the daughter of a demon and a human, and Slime is a [Weapon of the Age of Gods] that attracts the hatred of the demons. I was still a little worried about the two of them meeting, so after thinking it over, I went to take some ancient books that Felita had read recently, and then asked Slime to translate them on the spot.

"Hmm... this part, the general meaning of this part is to pray to the sun god, which is one of the magics that can make the weather clear. But the possibility of success is not high. In fact, the success rate of weather magic is not high, and it consumes a lot of magic power. This magic is the opposite of praying for rain. Generally speaking, it is used to call for the sun when the rainy days last too long and the crops cannot grow. The chant is..."

"This part. Let me take a look... Oh. This part will be very difficult. According to what you said, the magician is probably only at the fifth and a half level, right? It's better for her not to touch this magic. This magic is to transform mud into a giant. In all magic, it is easier to destroy than to shape, and magic without substance is easier than magic with substance. From this point of view, it is a very difficult magic to shape solid mud into a semi-automatic giant. Let's wait until she reaches the seventh level before learning this."

"Tell her not to read this book. This book used to be a sorcery, the Reincarnation of the Underworld. Have you heard of it? It takes more than a few lives to study the resurrection technique. Except for some people with broken brains who still believe in this knowledge, most magicians have long regarded this kind of thing as a banned book."

"That magician's annotation for this paragraph is wrong. It doesn't mean 'use the wind as a blade', but 'use it when the wind is like a blade', which means that this magic can only be used in stormy weather. Let me see... This paragraph is the magic used in ancient times when exploring the eye of a hurricane. It should not be used now."

Two tentacles stretched out from the slime's side, and it kept flipping through the books in front of it, which were almost as big as itself. After it finished flipping through one book, it turned to the next one. I wrote down what it said on a piece of paper beside it, and then clipped the paper to the corresponding page. After about half an hour, the slime had basically flipped through all the books on the table. It retracted its two tentacles and said lazily:

"I just roughly translated it. How much you can understand depends on the magician's comprehension. For something like magic, either you have an extremely high talent and can learn it by reading books, or you need to find a guide. In fact, there are almost no people in the world who can learn magic by themselves. It's not easy to get started with the basics, let alone learning these ancient books by yourself."

Slime said, lying on the ground, and said:

"I am sleepy... I am going to sleep. Please do not disturb me any more in the short term. Let's go."

It feels like this is his territory and he is the boss.

But after all, it did play a role today, which I hadn't thought much of. I picked up the translated ancient books and went back.

I don’t know if I can help Fileta, but it would be great if I could make her feel a little more relaxed.

37. Fileta's Worry

When she handed the book to Fileta, her surprise was indescribable.

Of course, the fiery gazes I received made me look away.

I explained to Fileta that a traveling merchant who knew ancient characters happened to pass by, so I paid him to help translate it. Although Fileta was a little skeptical, the fact that she could successfully decipher the characters in the ancient book undoubtedly saved her many nights of work, and she could directly study the core content of the book.

She pounced on the book as a hungry man pounces on bread.

I don't know if she can become stronger after reading these books, but looking at Fileta's happy expression, I feel that it doesn't matter if she doesn't become stronger this time. Slime is right. Most magicians have their own teachers, and magic is a product passed down from generation to generation. But Fileta has no teacher. She just keeps absorbing knowledge from books and grows step by step to the current level. This in itself can be said to be a miracle.

Fileta studied day and night in the study for two days and finished reading all the ancient books she had translated. When I saw Fileta again, I found that her mental state was not very good. The dark circles under her eyes were so thick that they looked like smoky makeup, her white hair was messy, her robe was crooked, and when she was leaning against the wall, there was a faint black mist behind her.

After seeing me, Fileta immediately staggered and fell into my arms, took a deep breath, and buried her face in my chest. I patted her back. Fileta rubbed against me for a long time before she recovered her spirit, exhaled, and said:

"Master, I... am only a little bit away from the next level."

The state of the five great perfections is on par with Alayya.

Fileta stretched out her hand, and the flame rose in her palm, swirling around, moving flexibly like a small snake, and finally disappeared quietly. In this way, she proved to me that her control over magic had greatly improved, and even a small fireball could be used in so many ways.

Fileta smiled foolishly, looking up, as if waiting for praise.

Although she was almost as tall as me, I still touched her head and let her lie on my lap on the pretext of helping her comb her hair. Then, while helping her smooth her hair, I suddenly reached out and crushed the faint black mist behind her.

When he opened his hands, a few drops of black mud-like substance dripped onto the ground.

Fileta didn't notice at all and still squinted her eyes, sticking close to me.

"Filita, did anything happen while you were reading?"

Fileta rubbed her lips with her teeth, thought for a while and said:

"No. I just feel very tired recently for some reason. My head feels a bit dizzy at night. Maybe it's because I read too much."

"When did it start?"

"Hmm... probably before. After I finished reading all the other books, I saw a book about resurrection, so I studied it for a while. But that book is difficult, I can't really understand it, and I failed after several experiments."

I touched her head:

"Don't read that book anymore."

Fileta nodded obediently.

She smiled and said:

"But as long as I'm by my master's side... I can wake up immediately... and my fatigue disappears quickly."

I smiled and said nothing.

The black mist that appeared on Fileta just now should be some kind of curse, which is likely caused by Fileta's study of these magics. Although it was not too obvious at the beginning, the curse was slowly draining away the vitality of Fileta. No wonder Slime said that it is better to avoid this kind of magic, as it does not look like a good person.

After Felita recovered her spirit, she sat down next to me and asked quietly:

"Master, do you think I can pass the sixth level?"

I was a little confused at first, but then I understood what she was saying.

Whether it is martial arts or magic, reaching the sixth level is a watershed. After the sixth level, including the sixth level, every major realm upgrade requires a tribulation. The tribulation from the fifth level to the sixth level is the tribulation of the heart. If you can't pass it, you will stop here and will never make any progress in your life. This is also one of the reasons why Heji stuck his own strength at the sixth level of perfection.

But I almost never thought about this before. Because I taught Alaya, if there is a tribulation that she can't overcome, I, as a teacher, will just find a piece of tofu and kill myself. I am not worried about Alaya at all. She only needs to consider improving her sword skills, because her heart is very firm and there is no flaw. No matter what kind of test, she can easily overcome it.

But Fileta is different.

I have no doubt that she will fail at the critical moment. The more scars a person has in their heart, the harder it will be to overcome the hurdle of "examining one's conscience".

After thinking about it, I realized that I didn't have a 100% way to help her.

Fortunately, Fileta is still at the peak of the fifth level of magic, and her realm is on par with Alaya, so it is not time for her to advance to the next level. I comforted her:

"Don't worry. I'm very good at judging people. If I say you can do it, then you can do it. Besides, if you can't do it, I can help you. Don't worry too much, just prepare well and do your best."

It was like an old father comforting his daughter who was about to take the college entrance examination.

Speaking of which, Fileta is about the same age as Heyue, both 20 years old this year. If we don't count the last life, Fileta in this life is actually three years older than me. But no matter how you look at this scene, it seems like I am older.

Is this maturity beyond one's age?

After spending the whole morning with Fileta, I changed my clothes as usual, left the City Lord's Mansion and went for a stroll on the street.

Ever since I caught Hantu ordering his lackeys to beat someone up last time, I have occasionally gone out for a walk. To put it nicely, it's a private visit, but in fact, I just eat and drink enough in the city lord's mansion, have nothing to do, and go to the city to have some fun.

It's not about helping others when you see injustice and saving people from danger, but about making those who bully others by taking advantage of their power understand one thing: don't think you're someone important just because you can walk around Yuxi City. If you're abusing your power to oppress others, you should be prepared to be slapped in the face by others.

In this world, class concepts are still deeply rooted in the mind and body. It is not uncommon for the upper class to oppress the common people. Including slavery. Although the kingdom has proposed to abolish it several times, the indenture is still a very popular item. I had a hard time getting back the indenture of He Yue, which was worth a fortune.

So I don’t plan to change anything on my own.

It’s too troublesome, and it’s unnecessary because I am the vested interest.

Isn't it hypocritical to eat the people's money and at the same time curse the world for going downhill?

However, this time when I walked around and didn't see anything interesting, and was about to go back, I bumped into someone unexpected.

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I've been a bit busy recently, so I've fallen behind on updates. I'm already coding for more updates, and I'll release a batch at once so that everyone can enjoy them. Don't worry, everything that's supposed to be there will be there~

38. People living at the bottom

There is a small river in Yuxi City.

There is a bridge over the river.

There are many homeless people living under the bridge.

But with the coming of winter, most of the homeless people are no longer willing to live under the bridge. The bridge spans east and west, and the north and south winds pass through it. In winter, it is undoubtedly a place with extremely low temperatures. People who stay under the bridge will almost immediately have their thin clothes pierced by the north wind, so this place is empty early.

But this time when I passed by, I found that the area under the bridge was unusually lively.

I walked over quietly with my hands in my pockets. When I got close, I found that three men were surrounding a person lying on the ground. One of the men said to the leader:

"Brother, will this person..."

Before Dogleg No. 1 finished speaking, Dogleg No. 2 continued:

"After all, it's cold now. It would be terrible if someone died."

The leader had a fierce look on his face. He kicked the guy lying on the ground and said fiercely:

"Hey! Are you dead? If you're not dead, get up right away!"

The thin bed sheet on the ground was lifted up, and a petite figure wearing a straw raincoat slowly climbed up. She turned her head and looked at the three big men surrounding her without saying a word. I was going to go forward to help, but the moment I saw the girl, I stopped naturally.

It's the assassin!

The assassin who sneaked into my room in the middle of the night and planned to send me to the palace with a knife!

Although it was the first time we met, I couldn't have mistaken her lifeless eyes. No wonder she had been able to hide in the city for so long. Since the homeless moved away, the bottom of the bridge was a place no one cared about. If I hadn't taken a detour and happened to pass by today, I would never have thought that there was a person hiding quietly in such a place.

So what is the situation now? Are you being threatened?

I saw that the assassin looked a little dazed, his face was red, and his eyes were blank, and I couldn't help feeling a little strange.

Dogleg No. 1 sneered and said:

"Hey, playing dead won't work on our big brother."

Dogleg No. 2 echoed:

"That's right, listen carefully, our eldest brother wants to see you about something."

The leader stood casually, looking like a big brother among the gangsters, and said:

"What's wrong? Are you sick? Do you think you don't have to pay protection fees if you're sick? Huh? Let me tell you, this piece of land belongs to our three-man gang. Do you think you can sleep here for free? Huh? You're sleeping on your mother's side. Get up quickly."

The assassin just looked at them silently.

Dogleg No. 1 came close to the eldest brother and whispered:

"No, brother, this man looks very ill."

Dogleg No. 2 also whispered:

"Yeah, brother, why do I feel like she's dying?"

The leader said in a low voice:

"Shut up, I'm asking her to get up and take a look."

The assassin looked at the three of them coldly. The leader also looked at her. After the two looked at each other for a while, the leader took the initiative to squat down, stretched out his dirty calloused hands to touch the assassin's head, then jumped back half a step and said in shock:

"What the hell is this? Whose stove has become a spirit and is here or what?"

Dogleg No.1 said:

"Brother, look at how little she is wearing, and this place is drafty, she must have caught a cold."

Dogleg No.2 said:

"But there's nothing we can do. We've allowed her to owe a few weeks' worth of protection money, but she still can't afford anything."

The three men gathered together to discuss for a while, and finally the leader made up his mind, scratched his thorny hair, put his hands in his pockets, fumbled for a long time, felt three copper coins, sighed, handed them to the hand of the dog-leg number one, and said:

"We three brothers have been through a lot of hard times, but we haven't saved much money. To be honest, I feel really sorry for you two. I was thinking that we could use this little money to buy some vegetable buns. You guys don't have to follow me, and we can all go our separate ways."

"But you can see that this girl is no more than twelve or thirteen years old. Now she has such a high fever, I think she is probably not going to make it. That's why I always say that this woman is troublesome. She has delicate skin and tender flesh, and she can't resist cold or hunger. She is just a money-loser. But who let us meet her? Buy her two buns to eat, so that she won't starve to death."

The two lackeys said:

"Brother is kind and righteous."

The leader said irritably:

"I'm a righteous man, don't brag about it. Go buy it now. Let me make a deal, if anyone steals it, I'll be the first one to beat him to death."

The two lackeys ran away timidly with the money in their hands.

I was greatly impressed when I watched from the side. I had no idea that the spiritual civilization of the Beggars' Sect had reached such a high level.

The two lackeys ran away, and the leader sat down and said to the assassin: