Netheril’s Brilliance

　　 "Your... donkey cart, how many years hasn't been washed?" Punk was sitting on the edge of the donkey cart almost holding his breath!

　　 "If you have a car, you don't need it, that's wrong. Is it possible that the hypocritical Master Master was born from the spice pile." Kane was sitting cross-legged in a donkey cart chewing on the reserve of dried meat, while riding a gun hung on the rail that he could reach.

Now the two travellers are far away from the village of Mork and are already on their way to Knoh City. Punk is too lazy to quarrel with this guy. He is now practicing a spell of prophecy. He wants to avoid dangers such as the undead as much as possible. .

　　 The two set off at dawn. At this time, the smaller sun "Mira" had already penetrated most of the horizon, while the larger sun "Chicasa" was still below the horizon.

It takes about five days to cross the small wasteland. The Baron has packed the necessary supplies in a linen bag and placed it on a wooden cart that has grown fungus, and then under the somewhat speechless eyes of punk and the helpless eyes of Kane Moved out a...little donkey!

Baron 　　 seemed a little embarrassed, but he still smiled and said, "The red-eared donkey, a specialty of Camos Kingdom, is hardworking and obedient."

　　 Although horses as one of the "weapons" of ordinary people's warfare in Faerun are the most expensive of all livestock, nobles like barons who are so poor that they don't even have a horse are still very rare.

Punk observed the donkey at that time, but he saw a pinch of red hair on the tip of the little donkey's ears, which made it look a little more cute. The little donkey used his hoof to plan the soil, showing a spirit of energy. Look, but punk still feels that this broken car and a cute donkey don't look like a combination that can pass through the wasteland.

And now the punk, who has been sitting in the donkey cart, began to sincerely believe that the original 80% of the donkey who can't pass the wasteland will be punk himself, because the strange smell from this donkey makes people think that it is a walking dung pile. Instead of a donkey, punk almost has the urge to give him a secondary catapult.

　　 But if you don’t have a donkey, you have to walk "nomads" to Konora. So punk had to ignore the strange smell in the car as much as possible.

　　 Kane is very nervous, sitting in the cart, even if his head is facing the **** of the donkey, he indifferently chews on the dried meat.

　　 "I said... I thought I would eat (your mage)... "Guru", you don't like to talk so much..." Kane swallowed the meat in his mouth and poured a big mouthful of ale.

　　Punk didn't even look at him. He sat on the side of the cart to put himself upwind as much as possible, and then took out a parchment map given by the baron from his robe pocket.

　　 The parchment paper has been yellowed and curled because it is a bit old, and it shows the rough terrain of the Kingdom of Camos. The Kingdom of Camos is just a small kingdom. You can see that this small wasteland is located on the border of the kingdom’s territory, next to the Bealen Mountains to the west, and the more than 30 villages in the village of Mok are located in the mountains and wastelands. At the junction, and at the end of the small wasteland is a river named Bebeiro River, and Konola City is built beside the river.

　　 In the end, punk came to the conclusion that such "uninhabited" border wasteland is most suitable for some evil elements to plan evil plans to establish evil bases.

　　 But punk just wants to hide away. He doesn't have the power of the trainee level now. Whether the purpose of the evil organization is to destroy the world or rob children's lollipops, he can't control it.

Kane did not show any concern about these things. After having a boring discussion with punk, he turned his attention to the elimination of jerky and ale. Seeing his posture of tearing jerky is like having an enemy with jerky. same. Punk has already noticed that this knight is also a guy who "sweeps his own door, no matter how frosty others are." It is a neutral lawful at most in terms of the camp, but from his words and deeds and "chivalry" Looking indifferently, Punk thought he was a neutral mess.

　　 "Hey!" Kane turned over and jumped out of the donkey cart, and the little donkey snorted in surprise. He made a stretch and jumped to follow the donkey cart.

　　 At this time, punk is releasing an apprentice-level spell on the map—perceive the way forward. The effect of the spell is to detect whether there is danger on the way forward, but the information is relatively vague.

The information obtained by the spell was presented in Punk’s mind. Punk’s pupils tightened. He quickly replenished enough energy for the "Lesser Mage Armor". Such bonus spells generally have an effective time of about 20 minutes. (Note: The stack of the same bonus spells generally does not exceed three, otherwise the spell energy is prone to conflict, but punk generally recharges the spells on the body every ten minutes to keep the spell effective time as long as possible. Now he is charging again in less than ten minutes because the prediction shows that there is a "threatening big guy" on the road ahead, but he doesn't know how far away it is.

　　 "Hey, Kane, my prophecy spell has found a big guy, we may have to change course." While punk spoke to remind Kane, he closed his eyes and carefully sensed the ambiguous information predicted in order to obtain more information.

　　 "Did you say that the big guy has flushed skin, is more than three meters tall, and has a sharp horn on his head". Kane asked in a somewhat weird tone.

"The apprentice-level prophecy is a little fuzzy for me...", Punk opened his eyes and raised his head. He was a little dazed. Relying on the extraordinary vision brought by the second-level ranger class level, punk clearly saw the distance seven or eight hundred meters away. An ogre was roaring happily to find food.

　　 "…………I can tell you now, yes."

　　 "Damn! What kind of prophecy are you!" Kane was obviously dissatisfied with punk's "after-the-fly" predictions.

But punk didn't argue with him. He recalled the information about ogres. This brutal but human-eating monster has thick skin that is quite resistant to magic~www.readwn.com~ the strange power of crushing rocks easily, Nearly the vitality of limb regeneration and a...stupid brain. Generally, ogres can have three professional levels of warriors when they grow up, and their natural strength and thick skin make them possess no less than the pinnacle of apprentice level, that is, the strength of fourth-level warriors, although it is difficult to have it due to low IQ What a big development, but it can be said to be a tricky enemy in the apprenticeship stage.

　　 And now some intuitive hunting ogres have clearly discovered the "delicious snacks" in the distance. It is carrying a big wooden stick that is as tall as one person and walking aggressively towards Punk and Kane.

　　 "I said whether we should start doing it or doing it, anyway, let Lao Tzu just leave it, drop it, donkey, tzu, I will be super-unhappy if we run away." Kane shook the lance in his hand, and tapped the side of the lance with his palmar fingers "Dangdang". In his words, he emphasized the words "drop the donkey."

If there is no donkey who is good at driving on the grass, the time to walk out of the wasteland will be doubled. Punk knows this fact well, so he has no plans to abandon the donkey, but...punk glanced at Kane and thought: " Can't this guy stop talking so roundly?"!

　　Punk didn't have any superfluous expressions, he just put the map back into his robe pocket calmly, then lifted the staff in the cart, and finally jumped out of the donkey cart lightly.

"Since you want to fight, you can draw away the monster, at least stay away from your "little lover donkey"," Punk blessed himself with a "lower swift spell" after he said it, and moved towards the right side of the ogre's route. Fang rushed away.

　　 "Damn"! Kane fiercely raised a **** to Punk's back, and then strode to follow.