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"This thing" Angele frowned and held the body in his hands, "It's a bit troublesome to even swallow it."
His eyes emitted a faint blue light, slowly scanning the body ball in his hand. The surface of the egg-sized body was illuminated by blue light, giving off a thin layer of blue fluorescence.
A few seconds later, Angelet put away the blue light and flicked it on the body three times.
Click!
The body suddenly shrank, shrinking from the size of an egg to the size of a fingernail, and the whole body melted into a ruby ??white ring.
Angelet bounced it three more times, and the ring quickly expanded and returned to its original egg size.
Several times in a row, he stopped.
"Are there only two forms?" He carefully put the body ring on the middle finger of his left hand.
Suddenly a small white hand stretched out in front of him from behind. He was holding a black coat in his hand.
"Here, your clothes." Friela's still childish voice came from behind.
Angelet turned around and sat upright, taking over the repaired black coat. Seeing how sleepy Frila couldn't open her eyes. "If you're tired, go to sleep first."
Previously, because he was testing the body ball, he deliberately turned his back to the little guy. Now he sat upright, and the ruby-white ring on his hand was immediately seen by little Friela.
"Where did you get the ring?" Friela yawned, "No, I have to take a nap first. I've bought breakfast and put it in the same place. You can eat it yourself." She covered it His mouth got into the carriage, and the lowered gray cloth curtain "blocked Angelet's view."
Angelet also jumped out of the car, ran a few steps quickly to catch up with the car in front, lifted the white cloth from the back and got in.
There is a small cylindrical space inside the carriage, and two middle-aged men are eating pine nut cake and blue mango together.
The sound of gnawing fruit continued continuously, and purple-red mango juice continued to drip from their hands. Some purple-red juice has dried on the black wooden table below.
As soon as Angelet got in, he smelled the sour smell of fermented fruits. On the semicircular table, there is a creamy white pine nut cake on the edge of the table. There are a few brown and black pine nuts inlaid among the white, and there is a faint fragrance of eggs.
Angele sat down cross-legged, picked up the cake and took a bite. ¡°It¡¯s so dry and not moisturizing.¡±
"Not bad!" A middle-aged man who was eating laughed. "Here you go, match it." He threw over a purple mango the size of a fist.
Angelet caught it steadily and pulled the white cloth on one side to wipe it a few times. "This is the first time I've seen purple mangoes. Where do they come from?"
The man who threw the mango licked his lips. "The mango orchards in West Asia not only have purple ones, but also red ones and black ones. Purple ones are the cheapest."
The middle-aged man on the other side who had just finished chewing frowned: "Speaking of the West Asian mango orchard. I heard something happened there recently. Do you know what it was?" His accent had a strong local dialect tone, and the last one The pronunciation of the word should be added with the lingering sound of ah.
"I can tell from one look that you don't travel far often. As the saying goes, only by traveling" "The farther you travel, the farther you can travel. You can also improve your knowledge of news a lot. I know a lot about the mango orchards in West Asia, and they are closest to the Kingdom." It has something to do with the big move." The man who threw the mango spoke softly at the end.
"A relative of mine is in the Kingdom Guards. Let's get some inside information. Recently, many places in the Kingdom are deploying troops at the same time. There may be some big move."
"A big move? What big move? Has the wanted person been caught?"
"You're talking about the Fierce Shadow Murderer that the church is chasing? No, how could that guy be caught so easily! It's another matter. It seems that some count in West Asia has died, and there seems to be some changes in the heir. The surrounding lords They might attack that place." The middle-aged man who threw the mango looked like he was well-informed.
"The Fierce Shadow Murderer that the Church is chasing? The Church must be very strong, right? How come it still can't catch a murderer?" Angelet immediately became interested when he heard the news about the Church.
The middle-aged man chuckled twice: "You don't know that. Although the church is the strongest, there are still some who dare to challenge them. This Fierce Shadow Killer is one of them. Since the Wizards Alliance was defeated a long time ago , and then there was another organization from the Shadow Tower, which was specifically against the Holy Church. It was also defeated later, and this Fierce Shadow Killer was a member of the Shadow Tower at the time. "
The other person also nodded: "Anyone who has been to a bigger city knows these things. But that guy has been wanted for more than ten years and has not been caught yet. As expected, he dared to fight withA strong man who knows how to do it! "
"I still know too little. Fortunately, I met your two eldest brothers. Finally, I don't have to be embarrassed when I brag in the future." Angelet smiled and took a bite of the purple mango, which was sour. "Wizard World 570 First Meeting 1 "The sweet mango juice pours into your mouth, and the soft mango meat is like eating a banana, without getting stuck in your teeth at all. "Except for this, is there anyone who dares to go against the church?"
The man looked at Angelet carefully and felt that his temperament was a little different from ordinary people. Seeing that he wanted to ask for advice so humbly, a slightly complacent look appeared on his face.
"There are actually many people who are against the church. The remnants of the Shadow Tower are part of it. There are also many scattered wizards, and even some underground people who emerged from underground cracks. There is also the Sea Empire in the far north. That's all I know. That's all. But if you often travel to the main city of the church, you can see the church knights who are mobilized everywhere all day long. They are running around every day and are so busy. There must be a lot of things going on. How many of them are the church's troubles? I don¡¯t know. As for the situation around our area, I have a general understanding of the situation.¡±
Angelet spent the whole morning in the carriage, chatting with two middle-aged men, and got a rough idea of ??the situation here.
The Holy Church is spread all over the surrounding kingdoms, and it ranks first in strength and power. Even when the king ascends the throne, he must ask the church to crown him, and his power is extremely powerful.
In contrast, because the church is domineering and arbitrary, it has made countless enemies.
Among them, the main ones making enemies are some special groups of people with ancient bloodline and power. These people are called wizards.
It was not until noon, when the sun was dazzling, that Angelet left the carriage and returned to his oxcart.
The convoy stopped to prepare food.
Little Friela was holding a large wooden basin as she struggled to climb onto the cart. The "Wizard World" in the wooden basin was filled with Angele and her clothes. It was wet, obviously he had gone to wash his clothes.
"It's time for lunch." Friela put down the tub. Walked up to Angele and stretched out his hand.
Angelet took out two silver coins from his pocket knowingly.
¡°The afternoon portion is also included.¡±
Friela stared at the two silver coins in her hand. "Uncle, are you sending away beggars? You only have two silver coins," he said before he could finish his sentence. There was a faint noise from the car in front.
Angele and the other two stuck their heads out from the side and looked forward.
In the middle of the convoy, a group of mercenaries in dusty clothes stood on the green grass.
These mercenaries¡¯ clothes were in tatters, but their shields or swords looked exceptionally clean and bright. Some of them even wore horn leather helmets on their heads.
Several mercenaries were standing beside the convoy talking to several caravan guards. Compare mercenaries and guards. One was fully armed and cleanly dressed, the other was barely armored and had tattered clothes. Appears to be layered.
"Those mercenaries seemed to have joined the convoy the day before yesterday." Friela looked curiously and whispered, "It seems they were quarreling over the commission."
Angelet nodded: "It should be that he took the opportunity to raise the price halfway through. These businessmen are already on the road and have nothing to do before and after. At this time, raising prices is most likely to succeed."
He answered casually, but his eyes fell on a man behind the mercenary crowd.
This man¡¯s face was covered with red pustules of various sizes. Some places had broken open, and dark red pus with a thick "entertainment show" flowed out. The strange thing was that the man was holding a horn wine bag and was closing a mouthful of wine from time to time. A pair of small black eyes revealed a lazy and decadent temperament.
The man only had a gray and black metal dagger on his waist. The palm-length dagger is inconspicuous. The white clothes he wore were also ordinary long-sleeved trousers with patches everywhere.
¡°That person¡± A flash of blue light flashed in Angelet¡¯s eyes. He actually felt a faint breath of blood from this man, the breath of ancient blood.
The same blood aura as those sealed ones in the nightmare world.
"Although it's very weak, it's true. And beside him, there is" Angelet's peripheral vision instantly swept across a shadow in the woods on the right.
"Okay, stop looking." Angele patted Friela on the shoulder. "Let's take care of lunch first."
Furila rolled her eyes at him, jumped out of the car and headed towards the dining car.
Angelet himself turned over and entered the carriage, pulled the gray quilt over himself, closed his eyes and pretended to take a nap.
His mental power once again began to probe towards the bit of mural powder placed in his waist bag, trying to unlock the secret of the entrance to the microscopic world. This is his daily routine?.
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In the gray-black and blue night sky, the sickle moon is obscured by clouds, casting a little blue light.
In the middle of the continuous sea of ??black trees below, three scarlet bonfires were extinguished, with wisps of green smoke still rising.
There were three circles of carriages surrounding the bonfire in a circular formation, just like three gray and white circles surrounding the scarlet bonfire.
The sounds of breathing and snoring could be heard faintly in the gray carriage. Several mercenaries and guards who were keeping watch beside the carriage each held broad swords and iron rods and dozed against the carriage board.
¡°In the last carriage, in a dark space, two figures, one large and one small, were sleeping under the windows on the left and right sides respectively.
"Mom" The small figure suddenly started sobbing, turned over, and immediately rolled to the side of the adult figure. He moved his body unconsciously, hugged the adult's waist, and leaned against him.
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Suddenly, there was a faint sound of breaking through the air outside the carriage.
The big black figure turned slightly sideways, and gently broke away from the embrace. His face was exposed in the gap of the car window, and a faint moonlight came in, slightly illuminating the man's face. It was Angelet.
He pulled the thin quilt over Friela and squeezed the little one's cheek. Slowly and quietly climbed out of the car. (To be continued.)</dd> - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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