The Wizard World: 071 Settlement 2
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"It's definitely not an ordinary person who can retreat under the attack of the Black Scarf Assassin, and I also smell mysterious." The other whispered, he took off his helmet and showed a pale blue face. His ears look like fins, his skin is pale blue, and his eyes are white pupils. Obviously not human.
"Your sea tribe is most sensitive to mysterious breath. Since you said so, is this the person that Shalin's snake provokes this time ..." The other person didn't finish, but the tone was faint A hint of fear and awe.
"Should be. The smell I smelled when I was a kid 13 years ago, I still remember it now." The man of the Hai ethnic group nodded surely, his face was dignified, "It is best not to anger this adult .. .This is my suggestion. "
"I will report to Lord City Guard."
"After so many years, mysterious atmosphere finally appeared again." Haizu stood up, "Let ’s go, there are a few other points that need to be cleared up, you take people back to report."
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A dark place on the back of the house.
Angel leaned against the wall, listening to the sound of the guard's evacuation, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"It's actually a race like the Hai ethnic group, and it's a little troublesome." He frowned slightly. "But it seems to kill those people, and there is no drastic action on the part of the city guards. And listening to the content of the two people seems to be very awesome about the power of the wizard."
Collecting your thoughts, Angele lightly, walked along the alley, and quickly returned to the original store following the previous route.
The alley is empty, there is no one, and there are those footprints left just now.
The two horses that have been **** have been taken away by an unknown thief, but fortunately, Angele has been with him.
Entering the store door, Angele turned around, untied the bow and arrow, the quiver, and the package from the body, put it in the store, then locked the door and left the alley.
He got a lot of change from those stupid people. Now he has stolen everything, and he has to buy some food on the street.
I randomly found a pie shop nearby.
The glass door is open outside this pie shop, and there are a lot of guests in and out. On the outside of the copper nameplate is: Daelin's Pie House.
Angel strode behind the hilt of the cross sword and strode in.
A row of white counters and seven or eight sets of tables and chairs are placed in the shop. The environment is fairly clean and tidy. At the counter, two or three shop assistants were busy handing over the finished pie to the customers in line.
The meaty scent of the pie and the scent of green onion mixed with the oily smell of pancakes permeated the air. Angele took a deep breath and walked down to the empty table and sat down.
The shop is not crowded. Several little boys and girls are greeting guests.
As soon as Angele sat down, a little girl came over and wiped her hands on the white apron. "What would you like, brother?"
"What do you have here?"
"Our signature here is meat onion pie, and sesame sweet bread, fried bread rolls, vegetable pie." The little girl said clearly the name of the dish.
"I want a scallion pie. How much is it?" Angelle asked.
"Just two silver coins."
Pick out two silver coins from the skin and place them on the little girl's hands.
After waiting for ten minutes, Angel's pie was delivered.
The fried minced meat and green shallots look particularly tender on the golden brown pasta. On the table, a tangy, scorching aroma slammed into my face.
Angele took a knife and fork to cut out a piece and put it in his mouth. The crispy crust, hot softness and pie meat, diced meat and green onion mixed together, both chewing, but not fragrant. The savory taste is just right.
A few bites ate a large piece of pie, and Angele called for another, and after eating quickly, he finally got up.
Go to the counter. At this point, there were fewer guests, and after meal time, the natural passenger flow decreased.
"Excuse me, do you have any needs?" A clerk came over and asked.
"I need your shop to send me pies at designated locations every day. Money is not a problem. Can I?" asked Anglia.
"Sure, we have this service."
"Also give me one glass of milk and one fruit drink for each meal."
After twenty minutes.
Resolving the problem of daily meals, Angelo left the pie shop and returned to her shop.
Close the shop door and start daily essential meditation.
Everything in the store was evacuated, and Angele didn't care. He sat on his knees on the ground and started meditating. For the Cavaliers, if it is not a particularly harsh environment, it will not have much impact.
The last wound infection, he suspected that it might be the problem of the black needle. Otherwise, how can he get sick easily because of his cavalier physique? However, the chip does not have information on black needles, and he has no clue about the analysis. He must use various materials and materials experiments, and perform a series of experiments such as pH, heat treatment, freezing treatment, chemical reaction, etc. First-hand data.
After meditating for about an hour, I re-formed the previously used vertigo and mental force modeling and stored it in the chip. Angele was then ready to go out.
The shop also needs to buy beds, living utensils, furniture, and some daily consumables, as well as clothes and boots that need to be replaced.
Fortunately, the aristocratic voucher was not lost, otherwise Anglia could not buy any clothes other than gray.
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Angele stayed in the store for the next ten days. Every day, besides eating, drinking and sleeping, it was meditation. Occasionally stroll around the neighbourhood and buy small things in life. Then came back soon to learn a lot about the chip. In addition, he also began to study the secret method on the sheepskin roll. The secret method that makes him and the chip invisible is definitely a good thing.
The tired hand he has completely mastered the basic version, and the advanced improvement of the chip also needs to consume a lot of mental energy at one time, which is not what he can afford now. So I can only take it slowly step by step.
Soon, this peaceful life was interrupted.
咚咚咚.
A rhythmic knocking sound came in at the shop door.
Angele is practicing his sword, wiped the sweat from his face, and walked over to open the door.
A ten-year-old girl with a pony tail is standing at the door holding a black metal food container. She was wearing a slightly dirty white polka-dot apron. Wearing a white headband.
"Mr. Angele, your pie is here," the little girl said respectfully.
"Let's put it on the table." Angele turned and walked to the backyard with his sword, ready to continue practicing basic swordsmanship.
The shop is connected to a small yard, which is very spacious behind. There is also a water well, which is more than enough for one person to move.
Angel listed cross swords, slashing, slanting, and slashing. The three basic movements are repeated continuously, because of the rapid speed, the sword body is snoring in the air, and the silver traces are faintly connected into a triangle.
"You haven't left yet?" Angele suddenly closed his sword, and slammed back into the waist scabbard, turning to look at the courtyard.
The little girl is poking her head out of the crack of the door, watching with admiration and longing for his sword practice. The little girl's face turned pale when she saw Anglige seeing her peek.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry!" She stepped out quickly and bent over to salute, "Master Angel, I was only curious when I heard the voice ..."
Angel glanced at the little girl.
He's ten years old, his height is normal, he's thin, he looks a little malnourished. These days, he is responsible for delivering his diet. The little girl was respectful and cautious every time. She is a serious girl.
Angele likes and appreciates serious people. If you treat anything and anyone seriously, you will certainly be able to achieve good results in this world.
Looking at the little girl's sincerity. Angell walked slowly.
"Don't be too busy apologizing, I didn't blame you, do you like swordsmanship so much?" he asked.
The little girl was tense, stopped to salute, and nodded quickly.
"Yes, I'm really just curious .... Please forgive me!" She bent down hard.
Angel looked at her lightly. During this time, the secret method of the Sarin snake that he studied has finally made a breakthrough, so he is in a good mood today.
"Your luck is good, I'm in a good mood today. What's your name?"
The little girl quickly answered, "Tia, my name is Tia."
"When you send something later, I allow you to watch while I practice the sword." Angle saw the envy and desire of Tia for swordsmanship. The obsessive expression was not formed once or twice, but she had longed for it long ago.
He is not a big and noble man who is hypocritical and boring. Even a little basic sword skill training must be hidden. For those who are sincere, he does not hesitate to give others a chance to change their destiny.
Tia's face suddenly showed an extremely surprised expression. For a moment, she forgot to thank Angele and stayed there.
"Okay, watch my movements." Angele didn't care, walked back to the yard and started to point out the precautions for Tia's basic training. Although these things are the most basic things, they have also been summed up by countless people.
If something goes wrong, the action is not standard, the posture is wrong, it is likely that in the near future, this mistake will be magnified into a fatal weakness. In addition, it may cause wrist joint dislocation and bone fracture, inaccurate posture and movement, and will bring a huge joint burden to the trainer. In severe cases, it is likely to become disabled.
This world is different from the earth. All weapons must be stronger than the earth. Whether it is a sword or bow and arrow, the materials used are much heavier and stronger, and the power is naturally greater.
After all, a person who can make a fifty-pound sword can never give him a twenty-pound cross sword. This can only be a constraint on combat power. As a result, the burden on training is a lot heavier.
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