Mage Joan

After hearing Joan's introduction, Audrey naturally turned her eyes to the larynx's slender arms with nearly deformed arms and barbed arms and legs.

"Look at its prickly claws, it's not difficult for me to imagine what it's like to be pinched by these claws. The title of "lock throat" is really appropriate."

Audrey touched her neck.

"Fortunately, you responded fast enough. Before the Lock Throat monster attacked, he cast a spell and exchanged positions with me. Thank you very much."

Qiao An gathers the cloak with the second ring of Arcane "Transformation" and whispers: "You don't have to be so polite between friends. Let's go quickly, so as not to worry about Hailar and your brother."

"You still have to rush along with this laryngeal monster?" Audrey looked at him puzzlingly. "What use is it to keep this evil monster."

Joan looked back at the horrified throat monster, and said to Audrey: "This is the first time I have caught a living monster, and I want to study its body structure."

"Weird addiction!"

Audrey shrugged and marveled.

"But that's fine, anyway, our task includes collecting abnormal biological specimens, hoping this guy can help us earn one or two credits."

Joan nodded, dragging the throat monster and followed Audrey silently.

Not far away, he encountered Hailar and Holden who turned back to find them.

Knowing that they had just encountered an attack and had still captured the attacker, both Hailar and Holden felt incredible, and came over to look at the lock throat monster.

The four of them drilled the tunnel for a whole day and were exhausted. They simply rested in this relatively large stalactite cave, and they will continue their journey early tomorrow morning.

Hailar slashed a thick stalagmite with a sword, dug a small pit in the center of the cross section with a dagger, and used it to place Joan's "campfire rosary". Later, he recited the mantra and activated the magic contained in the rosary.

A blazing bonfire burns on this natural candlestick converted from stalagmites, and the heat emitted dissipates the moisture in the cave.

Joan, Hailar, and Zion's younger brother sat around the fire, eating hot food while boiling hot tea.

While eating, Joan still keeps his spellcasting focus, and controls the "Mage Nether Palm" to hold the lock throat monster tightly.

Chewing on the rusks, Joan meditated on how to deal with the strangeness, and soon had an idea.

Turning around by the campfire, Joan faced the throat lock monster, his face looking very dark with his back to the fire.

The laryngeal monster raised his head hard from the giant palm, and when he looked at the young mage, he could not help but shivered, fear and pleading alternately appeared on its face.

Joan looked at it expressionlessly for a few seconds, then chanted the mantra, blessed himself with 2 rings of "Higher Endoscopy" to check his physical condition.

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Detection target: Lock Throat Monster (small strange monster)

Health status: Weak

Threat level: lower

Attributes: Strength 14, Agility 16, Constitution 13, Intelligence 4, Wisdom 13, Charisma 7

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The other five attributes are all ok, but the intelligence attribute is ridiculously low, only 4 points, not much stronger than the ordinary beast.

Seeing that the lock throat monster had only this level of intelligence, Joan had to worry about its language skills and tried to communicate with it.

It took a lot of effort to verify his concerns.

The low IQ of the Throat Monster seriously hampered its ability to express language. It barely speaks a few basic lingua franca, but the pronunciation is ambiguous, and the logic is messy. It is really difficult to communicate.

Joan was not discouraged, made a spellcasting gesture, and successively cast two prophetic spells that used "ósanwé" as the initiation spell on the throated monster.

The first spell is the 2nd ring "Detect Thought".

The second spell is the 3rd "Second Mind Connection".

Using "detecting thoughts", Joan can sense the psychological activity of the larynx, so that he can understand what he thinks without thinking through language.

After this, Qiao An can use the "secondary mind connection" to build a bridge of spiritual communication between himself and the throat lock monster, and he can accurately convey his ideas to the other party without using words.

Both spells were completed successfully, and Joan immediately sensed that the throat lock was full of panic and confusion about his situation.

Joan decided to use its psychological weakness to properly intimidate and lure him, so as to achieve the purpose of tame this strange.

Thinking about it like this, Joanne picked up a piece of leftover corned beef jerky, shook the lock throat monster, and at the same time told it telepathically that it was delicious, and asked if he wanted to eat it.

The Throat Monster shook his head, but could not help grunting and swallowed.

Say no to the mouth, but the body is very honest.

Joan didn't debunk its true thoughts, drew his dagger and slammed into the dried corned beef.

First puncture a hole, then cut a deep crack.

The Throat Monster noticed his fierce movements, and the panic rose to a new height.

Joan wanted this effect.

Pull out the dagger from the beef jerky, make two strokes with the tip of the knife toward the throat monster's chest, and speak to him through telepathy.

"I want to use this sharp dagger to cut open your belly and make you an air-dried specimen. What do you think?"

Lest the larynx be unable to understand his intentions, when Joan said of the "air-dried specimen", he pointed at the piece of beef jerky with a knife, and signaled that its body would also become dry.

The laryngeal monster trembles in horror, and its teeth rattle.

Want to ask how it feels at the moment?

A thousand words into one sentence——

Panicked! !

Joan was satisfied with the intimidation effect, and then tried to lure it.

He touched the purse and took a gold coin out of it. After thinking about it, he felt a little wasted, so he put it back in the purse and replaced it with a copper coin that was equally swaying.

Joan put the coin and beef jerky together and gently pushed it to the throat monster.

"Two choices for you."

"Don't listen to me, kill you to make jerky."

"If you are obedient and obedient, you can be spared, and you can eat dried meat. This gold coin is also rewarded to you."

The lock throat looked at the coin in surprise.

It's not very clever, but at least the difference between gold and brass can't help but whisper in my heart: that is obviously a copper coin.

Joan thought it was indistinguishable, but unfortunately underestimated the monster's eyesight, withdrew the copper coins awkwardly, and replaced it with a gold coin.

"Cough...just made a mistake, this time it's real gold."

There are two ways of life and death, the throat lock monster does not need to hesitate, and decisively chooses to turn to Joan.

As long as you can get a living, even being a slave is better than being slaughtered and made into jerky.

"Very good, now answer me a question. Are there any other laryngeal monsters perching near here?"

The Throat Lock pondered for a few seconds and nodded in affirmative reply.

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