The Wizard World: 096 Beginning 1

Angel did not care about the act of the girl in red, standing at the window and watching the heavy rain outside. Wet water vapor splashed out of the window, and even the surface of his clothes was wet.

Oh! !!

Suddenly at the door of the mill, flapping **** and flapping sounds of wings and birds. .

A half-man tall white bird slowly falls to the door, shakes the rain on his body, and walks into the mill. This big white bird looks similar to an eagle. But the feathers are white and the pointed beak is red. That gem is translucent and brilliant red. The black eyes are very agile. If you only look at the eyes, you may be considered as human eyes.

It walked in slowly and looked around at the humans in the mill.

"I come in to shelter from rain, humans, don't you mind?" Shiratori actually spoke the standard Angmar language. The voice was smooth and powerful, like the voice of a middle-aged man.

"Of course. This is just a common place, the handsome Bailuting eagle." The girl in the red dress smiled and took the initiative. The middle-aged man and old woman behind him also stood up and saluted to it.

The two coachmen bowed in awe and bowed in salute. A look of sincerity.

Bairutin's eagle nodded, seemingly used to this respect of human beings. Turning his gaze, he fell to Angele standing beside the window.

"My family name is Gompas, you can call me Mr. Gompas. I came to Lennon City to track down an ashes, if anyone of you saw them, please tell me directly I will report truthfully to the upper levels of your kingdom. There will be great rewards. "

Angele frowned slightly.

"You're talking about a rat that's burning with fire? And where will it leave black ashes?" He said suddenly. "Does this species still exist?"

"Did you know?" Gompas' eyes were surprised. The title is also used in honorifics. Although it is one of the guardian empires of the empire, its status is equivalent to the title of Jazz, and it has a natural knight-level strength. But encountered some levels of strong. It is also necessary to show sufficient respect. This is the rule.

Anyone who can learn more about the ancient species of ashes. Either an erudite master or a knowledgeable adventurer, those who master the knowledge are always respected. Even if he is not strong, he deserves respect.

"Of course I know, I've seen records in a book." Angele nodded. "As far as I know, the Ash Rat is almost extinct a century ago because of its extremely low fertility. Why now ...?

Kombas nodded: "You are indeed very knowledgeable. This ashen rat is very helpful to the kingdom to cure the plague. I am not sure of the specifics. I just act on orders."

"That's it ... I'm sorry to disappoint you. I haven't seen it before. But I can provide you with a message. Ember rats generally like to hide in the hottest places in human settlements, such as large ones Fireplace ... "Angelle smiled.

"Is that so? This is a very good key." Gompas blinked his eyes. "Mercedes, tell me your name. If you find a goal because of this, I will remember you once again." "

"My name is Angelo, Angelo." Angelle said with a smile.

The girl in red on one side and the others can only listen on one side, and can't talk at all. They also paid homage to Anglo's erudition. And at first it was judged as two people.

Angle and Gompas spoke again. They were silent, waiting for the rain to stop.

Bairutin's Eagle is one of the recognized guardian tribes in Ram's kingdom. It is a powerful species with the noble status of the kingdom. They have the same intelligence as humans, although they are few in number. But each giant eagle has strong strength and sharp claws, enough to hunt a variety of fierce beasts. This phenomenon of coexistence of people with other species can only be seen on this continent opposite the sea. In Angele's hometown, there are only humans, and the remaining highly intelligent species have basically migrated and left. Related legends are only occasionally seen in very old books.

However, in recent years, the number of eagles in Byrontine has also started to rise rapidly. Around the kingdom. It is not surprising to see them occasionally.

With the passage of time, the rain gradually reduced.

At 10:12, it just stopped completely.

Angele patted his clothes, and the first one walked out of the mill. Behind him were the empty Baths, and the red girl and others.

Angel got on the carriage and Tom was about to leave by car.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Angell." Kombas' voice came from the side. It fluttered to the top of the carriage.

"Is there anything else?" Angelle wondered.

Kombas pulled a white feather over his sharp mouth, then threw it forward slightly.

Feather drifted slowly over Angle's head. He caught it gently.

"This is a feather of mine. Maybe I will come to ask you some questions later. This feather is a small reward."

"Thank you so much." Angele nodded, pinching the white feathers in his hand, and Kongbas quickly fluttered his wings into the sky and flew towards the distance. It soon disappeared into the distance.

Angel pinches his feathers and looks closely. They are similar to the feathers of ordinary pigeons, but they are bigger and harder. They feel a bit like white iron tree leaves. .

The pale yellow fins are connected with snow-white feathers, and they look very beautiful.

"It is said that the eagle of Byrontine can find the corresponding place and position by his own feathers. However, this effect can only last for three days." Angele passed the corresponding knowledge. This is his knowledge in the miscellaneous books he read in the college library.

"And the main purpose of this feather is to repel insects. Generally, the insects will naturally avoid the range of five or six meters of the feather. Don't worry about the natural mosquito bites or anything." Smelling underneath, there was a hint of mint aroma.

"Let's go, Tom." He put his feathers in his waist pouch, lightly.

While looking at the direction in which Gombas left, the amazed Tom immediately pulled the reins.

"Good master."

With the sound of horseshoes, the carriage slowly left the mill and headed towards the main road ... After leaving the mill, Angele and Tom continued to rush for more than ten days, staying in a small town for a day, Continue towards the northwest of the kingdom.

It's raining and the temperature is getting lower and lower along the way. The surrounding woods and meadows also became yellow and bare. More and more white stones of various sizes are appearing in the surrounding environment, and the original plains have begun to become uneven mountains.

In the beginning, you can still occasionally encounter some pedestrians, caravans, and carriages. Later, you rarely encounter other people.

After fifteen days ...

Between the snow-covered mountains, there are blue-black grand canyons. In one of the canyons, the hazy white mist is diffused, and a vague white lane is winding. A black carriage is driving on top of it. Pulled double carriage.

Oh! !!

The wagon wheel slammed against a sharp stone, making a violent shaking and noise. The two white horses hissed loudly when they were in pain. A large swarm of birds frightened in the woods on both sides. There was a rush of takeoffs and bird calls.

"What's going on?" Angele woke up from her sleep and lifted the curtain to look forward.

"Master, the wheel has been hit. You may need to change it. There is a spare one behind you. You may have to stop for a while." Tom cried.

Angele frowned, and got out of the carriage.

Sparsely sparse tall pine trees surrounded by dark green leaves, each tall and straight. The ground is full of bumpy stones, and occasionally we can see cyan grass arching out from under the stone gap. The air was also cold and dry a lot.

Angel got out of the car and felt a cool breeze on his face. The skin on his face felt a little tight.

"How much time will it take to fix it? This is already a meditation mountain. The nearest town is at least five days away. Stopping here is not a good thing."

Tom shrugs: "Master, at most an hour."

"Okay. Thanks to you this time, go back and double your monthly salary." Angele said lightly, "I'm going around. I'll shout if I have something, I can hear it."

"I see." Tom smiled, walked behind the carriage, and began to remove the spare wheels hanging behind him.

Angel felt a bit cold, and took a white coat from the car and put it on. The furry white collar completely wrapped the entire neck and felt very warm. Bringing an arrow and a dagger, he slowly entered the woods on the right.

He didn't miss any chance to increase the chip database along the way, and he left this time to see if there are any new unrecorded plant species.

Walking forward for a while, squatting down, Angele leaned against a black-skinned pine tree, watching a black umbrella-shaped mushroom at the foot of the tree. Outside the mushroom are white spots on a black background, and several yellow flying ants are crawling up and down.

Angel's squat let the ants leave quickly. The feathers of the Byrontine eagle seemed to work well.

"Foreigner, please stay away from my black mushroom, can you?" A tender voice came from above Anglie's head.

Angele looked up and saw a fluffy brown-yellow squirrel staring at him in a pine branch. The squirrel's tail has a pinch of white fur at the tip.

"This is what you planted?" asked Angele. "But you're just a squirrel. It's the first time I've seen a talking squirrel."

"Of course. This is the Kingdom of Ram's answer. A long time ago, many intelligent races migrated in, but many races didn't like to be close to the city." Jump up and down.

Slap!

It landed firmly on the edge of the black mushroom. (To be continued ... rq

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