The people at Bingfeng Fortress all have a good impression of Feich, and they have no bad habits to be kind to others. They are full of complaints in training, but they are never lazy, and they can complete all the tasks assigned to him. The key is that they never put on any aristocratic airs and treat everyone equally. Of course, Feich also has some strange things that make people unable to understand: he often brings out some weird things for no reason.
At the beginning, there were two metal cans of Taurus printed, which contained a super sweet drink. Feiqi said that the drink was given by the Goddess of Truth, but everyone thought it was not the case. It would be fine to give blessings once or twice, but it couldn't happen all the time, right? Everyone didn't count how many cans I drank, but it was still more than two cans per person. Feiqi is not the goddess' child, and the drinks should not be snacks currently provided to children, right?
Afterwards, Feiqi went out and picked up a cat. Everyone knew at first that it was a ghost cat cub, but now they are not sure: Who has ever seen a ghost cat so smart and fly?! The weirdest thing is that even Mr. Kiplin was very secretive about this cat, and did not write the situation of this new creature into the report. If there were new creatures in the Sunset Mountains in the past, the old man would definitely record it in detail and report it in time so that other fortresses of the church could also understand the new situation.
Just when the mountain was blocked with heavy snow, Feige didn't know where to tinker with some device and kept hiding it to others. Kaile noticed this and was a little curious, but Feige had passed the enhancement ceremony and was no longer a student at the Ice Peak Fortress, so Kaile couldn't control him. He would monitor the life of the students, but he would never look for the items of "co-workers", but this did not prevent the impression of "Figele's mysterious".
Then, beside this wild stream, Feiqi took out two bags of strange things.
After one pack was opened, it was full of suspicious brown powder, which had some fragrance and itchy nose. The other pack was even more strange. It was "carved works" of vegetables, as well as small minced meat that was difficult to plug into the teeth and strange yellow pieces. However, after being thrown into the water, these things immediately began to deform and swell, and then turned into vegetables, meat and egg flowers, with very fresh colors.
"Is this true?" Tron looked curious and almost lay on the surface of the broth to observe. Then he smelled a strong fragrance that had never been seen before and emitted from the rolling stew. Just after sucking in a little, he began to secrete a large amount of saliva.
"What are you putting in it? Is this some kind of spell? There doesn't seem to be such a magical technique? Is there any?"
"This is not a spell, but if you have to say something, it has something to do with alchemy..." Feiqi found two slender wooden strips from the pile of firewood, and used them as long chopsticks to stir the stew in the pot, and helped them turn over. "This thing is guaranteed to be non-toxic and can increase the aroma and umami flavor of the food. However, this is originally fresh meat, and Titian seems to be a bit extra... Forget it, let's do it this time, just treat yourself as a war."
Tron stared at Feiqi using two wooden sticks to make various dexterous movements, and was surprised to speak. He also found two wooden sticks to learn clumsyly, and then sighed after the third time he dropped the stick: "I didn't expect that the nobles could play so many tricks..."
"Don't sigh at these things, just flip through the dried food pancakes and don't bake them. I guess this place will be well soon."
It is impossible to boil something in the wild like at home. Gently over medium and small heat for an hour, let the fragrance of bones seep out and the smell of spices inhaled - there is no time to wait. Modern life saves a lot of time without knowing it, and this time is very important in the wild. Find firewood, make fire, handle food, bury residue, lay out beds, set up traps, and maintain weapons and armor. Therefore, it is impossible for two people to wait until the meat is completely stewed. As long as it is cooked, you have to eat it. Teeth may be a little harder, but the remaining time should be used to ensure more important safety.
"Smell, it's so fragrant." Tron gnawed with a piece of bone with flesh. The bone was still very hot, and he needed to keep changing his fingers to grab it, and while he was whispering, he was burning his tongue. "I feel warm, where are you?"
"Same." Feiqi is much more elegant and calm than Tron. He uses spells to hang meat bones in the air so that it will not be hot. So he can break the dry food pancakes and dip them in the broth (instant noodle flavor). If Tron is asked to describe what aristocratic style is, he will always give this example.
Of course, if Fitch was not sitting cross-legged on the moss and also took off his shoes and roasted the soles of his feet, Tron's thoughts (misunderstandings) would be more certain. While gnawing on the meat and drinking soup, he observed Fitch's various actions. Whether it was manipulating two slender sticks to pick up the meat, or using spells instead of using both hands to hang the meat to quickly cool down. He felt that he would never learn that posture. However, he also noticed that Fitch would sometimes frown and thought he was in a bad mood, so he asked.
"Me? I'm fine. I'm just thinking about why the spell of mind can't pull out the meat in the soup. I can clearly see the location of the piece of meat through the soup noodles, but the spell seems to be separated by water. But as long as the meat is slightly exposed to the water, I can cast the spell... This is really strange. I think the spell aiming depends on the eyes..."
He was actually thinking about magic? Tron didn't learn much in this regard and couldn't say anything, so he lowered his head to eat meat. It was too troublesome to learn magic. First of all, he had to recognize words, not only the usual common words, but also the runes of the church, the higher words of Paradise Mountain, and even the words and spell runes of other races. Tron just distinguished the daily words and written words, and was still climbing the mountain called "Church Beautiful Literature". He was a little envious of Feiqi for being able to understand a lot, but he also knew that without the foundation of aristocratic education and the hard and lasting learning, Feiqi could not have made such rapid progress.
The two of them had their own thoughts, but the meal was still very comfortable. The Rock Beast, which was more than 20 kilograms, removed the hard shells on the back, and then removed the miscellaneous things that could not be eaten (I don’t know how to eat). There were seven or eight kilograms of meat. The two of them all killed all of them in one meal. The long-lost sense of fullness brought by the meat made both of them not want to move, and they just hoped to lie on the soft moss mat and have a good sleep.
However, when the night really comes, one has to sleep, the other must be awake. The sleeping person lies beside the fire, using the leeward surface formed by the rock to cover the heat. Listening to the crackling sound of firewood, charcoal burning and the low moan of the breeze, he can rest peacefully. The awake person cannot be by the fire. Looking at the bright fire will affect the eyes that observe the darkness, which cannot be called a vigil. Moreover, hiding in the dark can reduce the chance of being killed by the enemy as soon as possible.
As long as you know how to watch the night, it is safer to watch the night than to sleep. Sometimes this is the reason.
Each of them slept for about five hours, so they could set off at dawn. As they approached the territory of the Horned Winged Warcraft, they became combat outfits. For example, they changed into single-layer shoes, single-layer gloves, and weapons that were easy to move and fight, and sprinkled powder that covered the smell on their bodies.
They walked all morning, and at noon, they ate two bites of dry marching food, drank some water and then ate it. The thing was chewed with scattered mouths, and the taste was salty and fishy, ​​so it was easy for people to stop thinking about hunger. They did not stop and moved forward in the mountains all afternoon. Before they knew it, it was dusk again, and a black shadow approached from the distant sky.
It was undoubtedly a horn-winged monster. Feiqi whispered a low warning, and the two of them immediately began to hide. They quickly and quietly lay under a cliff, hiding themselves with the help of the sheep-toothed plants protruding on the rocks and observing quietly.
"Is it yours?" Feiqi took Midnight off the top of his head and held it in his arms, preventing the rocks above him from squeezing it. "I saw something under his paws, with arms and legs. Are there humans nearby?"
"Impossible..." Tron narrowed his eyes and tried to look over.
The one flying over the sky was indeed the horned monster that Tron targeted. Obviously, it had come out of the hibernating cave, completed all the flight preparations, and began to recover its physical strength through hunting. This is not good news, and the recovery of flight ability increases the difficulty of hunting. However, this also provides an opportunity: the horned monster has been hungry for a long time, so its vigilance will decrease when it finally has something to eat. Moreover, food entering the mouth does not mean that it has immediate combat effectiveness, but will be weakened. It depends on whether the two people can seize the opportunity.
When the horn-winged monster passed directly above the two people's heads, it spread its huge wings and began to glide and slow down. The two people finally saw clearly what was under its feet. In the left and right claws, there were three human children-sized creatures, all with large and bulky heads, ugly appearance, and relatively thin and lonely pitiful bodies. Their skin was yellow-green, hidden under the ragged clothes that were barely considered leather armor.
Those are three goblins, or goblins. They are called different places, but the impressions of this kind of creature are similar. In summary, they are "hate". This kind of creature is generally not strong. One-on-one, basically no match for humans of height, let alone stronger races. But they always gather together, harass villages, grab crops, and steal supplies. They rely on three things that goblins are best at: breeding in large quantities, occupying territory, changing their thighs when they see the wind, and scattering money in the tree.
"There are goblins nearby?" Tron actually asked Feiqi. Of course, Feiqi was confused. The westward direction, the worse the living environment. If you want to survive, you either need a strong and united social organization or an excellent personal strength, you don't have these two goblins. Moreover, goblins are easily popping up a lot, and they must come out to find food, and they can't hide it. But for so many years, the dragons have seen several dragons, but they have never seen a single goblin.
"Look, that goblin is going to cause trouble!"
Sure enough, a goblin was unwilling to die, so he secretly took off his shoes and took out a sharp thing like a dagger from the soles of his feet. He mustered up the courage, stared at the claws of the Horned Winged Monster, and raised the dagger high.
The horn-winged monster suddenly shook - it did not notice the goblin's movements, it should have just been installed in the air flow in the mountains - the goblin's dagger was not held firmly and suddenly lost its hand. So a sharp knife fell from the sky, accompanied by a burst of crying and a bunch of tears. The goblin on the other claws made a happy laugh, as if he had forgotten that he was still in the claws.
Feiqi was enjoying it, but unfortunately the Horned Winged Warcraft flew away. It turned around the hill ahead, flying lower and lower, and it seemed to be about to land. That direction was exactly where Tron discovered the nest last time.
The two decided to change their plans and do it directly now and no longer wait for tomorrow. There must be risks in this, but compared to facing a horn-winged monster tomorrow morning, the upcoming night is a small problem.
Chapter completed!