Since last night, old Kuru has taught me the full anti-magic, and told me that he does not know if I can do it, after all, a human learning Orc magic. I wasn't the first, but no one had ever done it before, and I was the one with the best chance.
As I sat in my tent thinking about it for half the night, I sometimes felt that old Kuru and I had gone beyond talking to a five-year-old. The average orc usually lives less than 60 years, so Orcs are very precocious, and the average Orc child will attend the bar mitzvah at the age of 12, which is equivalent to 18 human years. I don't know why old Kuru always likes to say to me those words that always make me difficult to understand, does he not understand that according to human 5-year-old children, just the ignorant cognition of the world after learning language?
Old Kuru always believed that it was the guidance of the beast God and that we met. I looked at the sudden spring rain outside the tent and felt a lot. In the corner of the tent is the old man sleeping peacefully with his bent body, the wrinkles on his face are stacked like the ravines crisscrossing the loess Plateau, I can see that he was tall and fit, and the passage of time after old age has exhausted the flesh and blood of his body, thin skin wrapped in bones, but the only constant in his heart for so many years is the belief in his heart, the heart that struggles for the prosperity and strength of the beast.
Anti-magic is a constant consumable magic skill, it's a basic magic skill that is simple enough to cast without even chanting, but it's difficult for me because I don't "stand still in time" and I can't move my magic around my body's merinans at will, which I have no control over. Without a magical awakening, I'm not even a magical apprentice, so how can I engrave the array in my body?
According to the theory of the old Kuru, when the Terran awakening magician apprentice will initially form a magic pool in the body, after learning to meditate, you can guide the magic power in the body along the meridian of the body, and finally form a preliminary cycle, the endless magic will continue to grow, slowly accumulated in the magic pool. However, as long as Terran magicians form such a magic cycle, they will never have the opportunity to learn Orc magic, because the orc magic created is against this magic cycle, their magic is from the body limbs and limbs of the collection of magic into the core, and then continue to accumulate breakthrough. I'm the only one whose body hasn't formed a magic pool yet, but who already has the magic of the fire element, and there seems to be a little possibility of learning orc magic.
I think old Kuru talked on and on for most of the night, probably not thinking that I could understand his words, and the last words that warned me, old Kuru is repeated countless times, that is, before the awakening ceremony, I have a magical constitution in the eyes of some evil wizards is a piece of sweet cheese, hiding their own natural blood, Making yourself more ordinary is the best protection.
The first thing I had to learn was how to direct the magic to the fingertips, to draw the magic array by hand. According to the methods that old Kuru had told me and the pattern of Dharma drawn on the parchment, my efforts to concentrate allowed the elements of fire burning in my body to converge on my fingers, and I felt the burning sensation of my body to be somewhat relieved. Suddenly, the faint orange light on the fingertips was bright and dark, which was extremely unstable. The orange array painted in the sky lasted less than a second before dissipating into the air.
I have no choice. The presence of a fiery spell in my body at any time will destabilize the mana I have amassed, and I will now have a hard time keeping it on my fingertips. Looking at the dawn came, the night rain did not know when it had stopped, and a white light band lit up on the eastern horizon, and then the hot sun seemed to suddenly leap up and complete the earth horizon.
I sighed darkly, it seemed that only tomorrow night can continue to study this anti-magic.
I dug out a piece of charcoal the size of a football from the woven bag outside the tent, and picked up the hammer next to it to knock it into fist-sized pieces. I squatted on the ground and threw the pieces of charcoal into the mud stove. The charcoal fire in your stove had almost burned out, only the faint spark was splashed by my fan, and the charcoal fire in the mud stove burned up again just a moment later. The black iron pot was filled with water and placed on the clay stove. This is the first thing I do every morning, and I didn't sleep all night and didn't feel the slightest bit sleepy, so I decided not to sleep any more and lifted the curtain out of the tent to breathe the fresh air after the rain.
Last night's rain had made the grass soggy and there were low puddles everywhere. Just walk around the camp, the rain-soaked grass will make the pants wet, and the only way to feel better is to put on dry leather pants.
Uncle Fred walked from the camp side of the dance company, it seems that the spirit is good, in the caravan, can find concubine in the dance company is not many, Uncle Fred is also some ability, I have never seen what his concubine actually looks like, but heard Uncle Fred bragged that it is a young and pink little lady, and is also a maid of a position under a big dance company.
"Oh, good morning, Jija!
"Good morning, Uncle Fred! I try to make myself look good, because that is the best way for every child to protect themselves, and no one hates a good child, right?
Fred hid some embarrassment, after all, being caught with the young lady of the dance company, is not allowed by the caravan master and the dance company mother, so Fred will quietly return to the caravan camp before dawn. When Fred passed me, he thought of something, and suddenly leaned over my shoulder and said to me, "Jija, the caravan will rest in the Starry Lake for a few days, and if there is nothing going on during the day, would you like to go with me to the pasture and try your luck, maybe you can meet some magic antelopes?"
"You're going to take me hunting?" I said with a little excitement.
Fred looked at me scornfully and then grunted slowly, "What are you thinking, can you ride a horse or can you pull an ironwood bow? We're just going to show the adventure group the pile. You know what I mean? Come on, I don't know what to tell your children. Pack up early and take the peeling knife I prepared for you. I will go and talk to the leader of the adventure group later."
"All right! Uncle Fred, would you like something to eat first?" I promised, and put the rest of the pot into a lump of stew with some water on the mud stove, and cut the black bread into a triangle neatly on the edge of the pot, and buckle the heavy and burned holes in the wooden pot lid.
Fred touched his stomach, glanced at the pan with a gleeful look on his face, grinned and asked me, "Leftover from yesterday?"
'Yes!
"Heard yesterday you and Kuz two boys made some pot roast, the caravan of calves almost can not get up from the kang? What good things smell so good? Uncle, I have not caught a piece of meat yet, or your boy has the heart to know to leave some leftovers for Uncle." Uncle Fred rubbed his hands, his mouth full of imperial slang made me dizzy, and there was a faint smell of vanilla on the side, the sweet kind, I thought it must be the woman's.
Soon the water in the iron pan began to get hot and began to melt the congeal-like grease of the stew in the pan, and the fragrance slowly came out. The vermiculla in the pot has been picked out by Kuz, but there is no fork and chopsticks and other tools in this world, everyone eats with a spoon, and the smallest spoon is almost as big as an egg, and it is heavy to pick up. The gradually heated pot rim will be cut neatly brown bread toasted slightly scorched, baked by the fire out of the pale wheat will lure out of the tent Kuz, although he is still asleep, but the lovely big nose slightly stirred, as if the sleepwalking Kuz, it is a little ridiculous.
The three people are sitting around the mud stove, not afraid of hot, so the hand is holding the browned brown bread, the other hand is tightly holding a large soup spoon, you scoop a spoon I will scoop a scoop of the stew in the soup pot like the clouds.
The pious orc shaman drank only a cup of hot water and ate two or three slices of dry, cold jerky every morning, and old Kuru did not eat too much in the morning, and naturally did not join me. He just told me and Kuz not to go hunting with the adventure group, especially to keep an eye on the boy Kuz, who had always wanted to go to the playground to hunt a demon antelope, but even if it was only a grass-eating antelope, but it is the lowest of the beasts, it can even use sharp horns to Pierce the skin of rhinoceros after anger.
Soon after, with the lively morning sun, I followed Uncle Fred and some of the good leather-makers of the caravan, riding in several ox-carts behind the adventure group, into the depths of the playground. Cattle is the head of the two adventure group to borrow from the dance troupe, a total of 5 ox carts with more than 20 horses behind, I had the opportunity to sit on the ox cart to carefully look at those mysterious adventure group members.
Kuz and I were squeezed into the middle of the cart, and the adults were worried that we would be thrown off the wagon, especially the weak ones. Everyone's beaming. It's one of the few opportunities to make extra money on the road. The adventure hunters would return to the grassland to hunt the valuable beasts, which would then be quickly dismembered by the skilled thin skin masters on the oxcarts, and all the valuable items would be disposed of. This batch of grassland warcraft is not only the magic antelope, but they are more. In fact, there are other more aggressive monsters, such as prairie wind Wolf, salamander and flying squirrel.
The two groups of adventurers were not exactly equal in number. One of them was a squad of six men led by a magic-hunting bowman who wore soft leather armor with fine magic-markings, but a ragged linen cloak wrapped around it made it difficult for me to see the full extent of it. A giant longbow as tall as a man was wrapped in strips of white cloth like a mummy, only the hard leather at the waist set with gold edges of the Gian pot looked extremely exquisite, and the feathers of each arrow were exposed, neat fire red. Kuz told me they were the tail feathers of the Fire Eagle, which are valuable and add some fire damage to the arrows. Seeing Kuz's drooling eyes, I think the master colonel should not want to know that a hairy orc boy has been thinking about his pot of arrows!
Their group's only ranger and I know each other well. Seven months ago, when our caravan passed through the New Siakis Mountains, the adventure group found a ground violence bear deep in the mountains. The bear had nearly killed Kuz, and Kuz stole a jar of honey from under the bear's nose. The adventure team is based on this clue to find the earth violence bear who has just entered the second level of warcraft, I did not hear them talk about the hunting, but according to the old Kuru said that almost everyone was injured, the most important is the ranger in the team Tya, the young man was beaten by the bear's claw broke a leg. Tiya's leg was badly injured, not only the thigh bone was broken, but many tendons caused lacerations and fractures, but for the herbalist elder Kuru, it was not a big deal. At that time, I was so scared that I did not know how to burst into tears, in fact, I did not want to cry, that is, how I did not resist, the thought of living in this wild world, the future will inevitably hurt myself, the bottom of my heart will be afraid. Tiya is the only one in this team who is good at the field skills of scouts and stealth, and is kind to children. I often chat with him, so I know a little about this team. The remaining four players are the warrior Qiangbach, the swordsman Duolun Lel, the water wizard Goguo, and the warrior Yuelun. Although this team is a little smaller, but all are registered in the guild successful masters, far more elite than the other team with more than half of the apprentice level team.
At this point, we have to talk about the level of this world adventure group career. Classes were initially divided into magical and warrior classes, and Warrior classes were subdivided into Shield, swordsman, bowman, Assassin, Ranger, and so on. Take the position of the bowman, the initial entry into the war school system to learn the bow and arrow department of the warrior is called the bowman apprentice, when the indicators have reached the requirements of the bowman association, after the examination can apply to the union for the bowman certificate, this certificate does not mean that after efforts, in the war college successfully graduated can get. Each war class has a very strict rank system, and there are hard indicators for each rank of bowman. Each level of the bowman has specific criteria for attack range, arrow speed, and accuracy, and the exam is very strict, and only fighters who can get a certificate are eligible to form an adventure squad.
Tya, riding a strong Guberai horse, came running in the distance and motioned to me with a short bow in his hand, and I nodded to him. He rode fast, passing our carriage like a whirlwind, and catching up with the leader of the Adventure Regiment at the head of the line, it seemed that he must have good news. Sure enough, after a quarter of an hour, the army was ordered to stop, and more than half of the men of the two adventure regiments ran out of the army and rushed in the direction of Tya's arrival, leaving only four Adventure regiments to guard the army in place.
I don't know what happened, Uncle Fred very experienced to me and Kutz said: "We are really good luck, just out of the big guy, can let two adventure team out, even if the prey is not too small, hehe, later Giga and Kutz you two give me help."
"What's so hard about peeling a skin?" Kutz said in a muffled voice.
"Hey, boy, you usually come into contact with some wild animals, how can ordinary beasts compare with warcraft, even the most elementary warcraft, to cut their leather is very difficult, there is a lot of knowledge." Fred laughed and didn't take Kuz's words seriously. Then he whispered to me, "Beasts are born with strength, even if the knife is not fast, you can cut tough skin, Jijia, you have to learn more from me, I do not dare to say that I have any superiority in this aspect of skin making, but I have some experience in cognitive texture, some days ago old Kuru suddenly wanted me to teach you two boys, I agreed." Who in this caravan doesn't owe old Kuru a debt of gratitude? But how much you can understand depends on whether you two boys use your heart."