An invincible journey starting from a different race

Aesop recalled for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

"Of course not," Jer said. "Fire dragons possess the purest fire magic. Just being around them makes you feel very comfortable. Fire dragons also love to soak in molten lava. The extremely high temperature is enough to evaporate most bacteria. So fire dragons are cleaner than many races... Otherwise, how would they dare to grill meat on the chopping board?"

"I see. Looks like our next destination is the volcano."

"Let's go tomorrow. Aesop is a magician and seems to have fire resistance... but we don't have fire resistance, so we'll really only be able to eat barbecue when we get there."

When the two of them thought about accompanying Aesop to the volcano, they would only be able to watch him laugh, and the two of them would only be able to laugh in front of the barbecue, which was really not very funny.

"Let's consider the fire dragon as a backup option." Stank suddenly looked at Medori, and then asked Aesop, "What do you think of Medori?"

Medori's eyebrows immediately raised.

Aesop replied, "I don't feel any discomfort."

"After all, Medori likes taking baths too, hahaha." Stank pressed Medori's shoulders and said with a smile, "Medori, since it's like this, why don't you consider it..."

"boom!"

The iron tray hit Stakk's face, reflecting his face. Then Stakk fell down limply, but Lim grabbed his hand and shouted, "Don't die."

"Alright, alright, let's call it a night, shall we?" a soft and mature female voice came from the kitchen. Everyone turned and saw Zita walking out slowly. "Aesop must be tired after traveling for so many days. There's no need to rush things. Dream Town is huge anyway, so you can take your time looking."

"Manager!" Medori couldn't help but say, "Why are you encouraging these guys too..."

"That's right, indeed!" Stank, his face covered in blood, suddenly stood up and winked at Jer. "Let Aesop rest for a while. It would be better if we come back to see you tomorrow."

Although it was just a glance, they were fellow travelers after all, so Jer immediately understood what Stank meant.

If they waste any more time on Aesop, their good time tonight will be wasted!

That won't work.

So Jer coughed twice and said, "Then Aesop, you should get some rest first. Stank and I will go find Bruce for you. With the combined strength of the three of us, we will definitely find your favorite nightmare tomorrow... Okay, then we'll be leaving first."

Before anyone could react, the two of them immediately slipped away, making Medori so angry that her expression changed, but the two of them didn't stop.

But before leaving, Jel looked back at Zita, and recalled the first time he met Aesop, when Aesop was holding Zita's hand.

It seems that Aesop is not against Zita.

With such a thoughtful expression, Jair and Stank left the food and wine pavilion together.

……

"You can stay in this room tonight." Soon, Zita brought Aesop to an empty room. "It's a bit simple and lacks some furniture. If you need it, I can ask Klim to buy it for you."

Aesop nodded and found that although the room was not big, it was still quite warm. The room was covered with vines with purple flowers growing on them, which looked very beautiful.

"Are you still feeling down about tonight?" Zita asked Aesop.

Aesop shook his head. "I'm not that depressed. Exploring the unknown isn't always smooth sailing. No matter what difficulties we encounter, as long as we can overcome them, that's all that matters."

Tita smiled, smiled.

At the same time, I was thinking that you were the only one who could talk about finding the nightmare in such a grand way.

"Let me introduce you to this room." Zita tried to change the subject. "First, do you see this flower? It's..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Aesop walk up to the purple flower, then reached out and pinched the petals.

In an instant, Zita's eyes widened, and then his body suddenly froze, as if he had been electrocuted.

"Hmm?" Aesop pinched the petals and looked back at Zita, a little confused, "What's wrong with this flower?"

"This flower, this flower..." Zita, whose body had completely frozen, was unable to utter the words "This flower is a part of my body." Her whole body was stiff, and after a long time, she could only stammer, "This flower is very delicate. If you do this, it will wither easily."

"That's it."

Aesop loosened his grip, and Zita breathed a sigh of relief, his extremely unnatural expression softening slightly.

Then she saw Aesop tap the petals lightly, and with a flash of azure light, the flower that had been a little wilted immediately became radiant again.

"It's okay, I know life magic." Aesop continued, "If it breaks, I can fix it and play with it again, don't worry."

The dew on the petals in the morning is so delicious

Inside Deya College, a group of instructors gathered together, and the atmosphere was deathly silent.

Among them, the face of the academy president, Abel, was the ugliest. His eyes were fixed on the crystal ball in front of him, which should have been azure blue but was now stained with a hint of crimson.

"Still haven't found him?" Kent, the professor of forbidden spells, sighed. "Abel, it seems we have to admit that Aesop has gone very far away... We've almost turned the entire capital upside down, but there's still no news of him. The Deya royal family also said that they haven't found any trace of this brat."

Professor Aiqi of Magic Theory said disdainfully, "I taught that kid half of his magic. Just from what I can think of, there are at least ten kinds of magic that can evade the soldiers' detection. How can they possibly catch Aesop with their help? Are they looking down on him or me?"

Aitch, who was originally showing off a little, noticed that Abel was looking at him as if he wanted to silence him when he was halfway through his speech. He immediately realized something and quickly lowered his head.

"Actually, I was just teaching him casually. It's all because of that brat Aesop who is so talented. It has nothing to do with me."

Abel sighed heavily, rubbing his nose in distress, and then said, "I know, I should accept reality... That brat really did get away from under my nose. I really underestimated him, even though he was the closest person to me in this academy."

As he spoke, he looked up at the other professors.

"The academy's classes have been suspended for so many days, it's almost time. We can't abandon the other students just to find him. You should all step down first, and then resume normal classes. We, the old bones, will figure out what to do next."

The other professors nodded, and then disappeared one after another in the hall, leaving only four people including Abel.

"Shouldn't I have kept him trapped for so long?" Seeing that only acquaintances were left, Abel spoke his mind, "Would it have been better if I had let him out earlier?"

"No, Abel, you're not wrong," Kent said. "Aesop's talent is truly terrifying. Even in peacetime, who knows how many people would fear his power and covet his magic. If he were released without any protection, he would most likely... no, he would definitely be murdered."

"But he's out now." Abel was silent, "and we can't find him."

"But now... at least he's able to protect himself," Kent mused. "Even if he hasn't taken the final step to becoming a true arcanist, no one in this land can threaten his life."

"But I'm still worried," Abel said. "We've been looking for him for so many days, and we've caused such a big fuss. Countless people must have seen us. Now we're not the only ones trying to find him. If our enemies find him first, then..."

"So, even if we give up on getting little Aesop back immediately, we can't just do nothing." A hint of gloom flashed in Kent's eyes. "First of all, there are only a few old men in this world who can pose a threat to little Aesop. Threaten them first."

"How do you threaten me?" Aiqi was puzzled. "We don't even know who would attack little Aesop."

"Who cares? Let's threaten them all," Kent said. "We don't need to identify who they are. If anything happens to little Aesop, we'll kill their entire family. We'll kill them one by one, forcing them to not dare to attack little Aesop. They'll even try to send him to us the moment they see him."

Abel nodded slightly. "This method is good. I like it, and I think... it will be very effective."

"That's right. After becoming an arcanist, you've scared a lot of people. Half of those who could threaten Little Aesop will be threatened by you." Kent continued, "So the key is those few people who are not threatened by you, but who will have ideas about Little Aesop."

"for example?"

"The new princess of the demon clan," Kent said, "the one with the brainless but nagging thoughts of reviving the demon clan."

"It's called Death Abia, right?"

"Yes, but she's really too clueless. She probably won't pose a threat to little Aesop," Kent mused. "But I'm afraid she might try to seduce little Aesop. After all, her breasts are really big."

The only female instructor present suddenly coughed.

"Don't interrupt, Sarah. We're discussing a serious matter." Abel said unhappily, "That demon is indeed a threat to little Aesop. I think she really wants little Aesop's body."

"I'm not coughing because of this, but because I suddenly thought of someone. I always feel that she might pose a greater threat to little Aesop."

"Who?"

"Have you forgotten?" Sarah sneered, "Our most adorable disciple learned the forbidden spell of the clone puppet and then became a nightmare girl."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the professors' expressions changed.

"Demia," Sara sighed and said, "If little Aesop falls into her hands..."

"I'm afraid there won't be even a drop left."

……

"Bang bang bang".

"Store manager?"

"Manager, are you there?"

Just as dawn broke, Medori knocked on Zita's door.

She felt a little strange. It was already this late, and the manager should have been preparing breakfast. However, she had been waiting downstairs for a long time and the manager didn't come down, so she came up to look for him.

Soon, Medori heard faint gasps coming from the house. She immediately panicked and rushed in.

"Manager, what's wrong with you?!"

After rushing into the room, Medori saw the store manager Zita lying on the bed, his face flushed and his pupils full of fatigue.

"Manager? Are you sick?!" Medori was very anxious. "Let me take you to see a doctor."

"No, no need." Zita forced a smile, "I just feel a little, uncomfortable...ah!"

Before she could finish her words, her body suddenly stiffened and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, as if she had been electrocuted. The fatigue in her eyes turned into disbelief.

"Manager!" Medori rushed over.

In the other room, Aesop stretched lazily, licked his lips, and looked at the trembling purple flower in front of him with a sense of nostalgia.

"Jer is right."

Aesop muttered to himself.

"Morning dew on petals..."

"It's so sweet."

Twenty-five fried eggs

"Ah...why haven't the food been served yet? I'm almost dying..."

"Yeah, Medori, what are you doing? Are you just waiting to get paid without doing anything...ah!"

Before Stank could finish his words, Medori's tray came crashing down, knocking Stank directly under the table.

"Two men who have already withered should stop provoking me."

Medori looked at Stank and Jer with contempt as they had fought all night and were lying like two piles of mud in the tavern early in the morning.

"You might really die if I slap you."

Stank struggled to sit up by holding onto the table, and angrily said to Medori, "You hit me so hard, who would want you in the future?"

"Heh, I don't want people like you who visit brothels." Medori made a face at Stank.

"Here we go, Stank!" Klim came out from the kitchen with two plates of fried eggs. "Breakfast is here."

When Stank and Jer heard that there was something to eat, they immediately became more energetic, as if they had a last burst of energy. But when they saw the fried eggs on the tray mixed with two indescribable abalone balls, their appetite disappeared instantly and they even felt a little nauseous.

"Klim, what is this?!"

"You call that an omelette?"

But Lim suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Um... I'm sorry, I'm really not very good at cooking. Although I have followed the tutorial posted by the store manager in the kitchen, it seems... it's still a little unsatisfactory."

Jer took a fork and poked the burnt fried egg in front of him, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't convince himself that it was a fried egg, and it was impossible for him to eat it.

"Ahhh, what happened to Zita?" Jel asked, "Why can't she do it?"

Medori glared at Jer angrily and said, "I've already told you that the manager is not feeling well. And please don't take the breakfast he makes for you for granted. We don't have breakfast here anyway!"

"Even if not, this is my request. I'm Zita's uncle," Jer said. "Go tell Zita quickly. If she doesn't get up, I'll really starve to death."

"If I can starve you all to death, that would be wonderful," Medori said, but her body turned back to the kitchen. "But watching you starve to death here would really be bad for our food and wine pavilion's reputation, so I can only do it reluctantly..."

"Try this."

Before Medori could finish her words, two more plates of fried eggs were placed on the table.

Jer and Stark, who had been depressed and almost dying, suddenly became excited because they felt the fragrance that suddenly penetrated their noses, which was completely different from the smell of Kolim's fried food that tasted like rotten fungus.

They looked down and saw it was true.

What delicious fried eggs! Especially after learning from what happened with Klim, they felt that the two in front of them were even better than the ones made by Tzita.