Ride and Cut

"There can be no such gods in the world." Nehru scratched his head and muttered.

　　 "I mean what." Richard shouted impatiently, "For knowledge, or life, please choose Dream Chaser Nehru!"

　　 "I choose..." The kobold shaman suddenly got stuck.

　　 Mingming is still breathing fresh air, but he seems to have become a drowning man, his face is full of incomparable struggle and entanglement, it is obvious that this dilemma has caused him to fall into extreme hesitation.

　　 He opened his mouth several times, but did not make a sound several times. Lord Lord's casual jokes seemed to him a real question of life and death.

　　 Richard did not urge him, and continued to nibble on the shredded beef.

　　 "Snip some eggs in while marinating the meat." He felt that the meat was a bit firewood, so he raised his hand at the cook.

　　 A few halflings immediately seemed to hear an oracle, and they looked surprised and rushed to write them down. The people of Gaoshanbao have a blind worship of their lord, and these halfling chefs are no exception.

　　 "Then...then I'll choose to live, there is nothing better than being alive." Nehru made the final choice, his face drooping instantly.

　　 "Cut~" The idle guys who watched the excitement rushed away and went back to continue to eat Hesai.

　　 I thought that Nehru would be able to shine for a long time, but if he didn't think about it, he still couldn't escape the fear of life and death. It was extremely embarrassing.

　　 Richard threw the wooden sticks on the ground and patted his hands lightly.

　　 To be honest, he was quite surprised. You must know that if you are afraid of death, Nehru is the least guaranteed magister. For him, seeking knowledge is still life, and he has to weigh so much pain before he can make a choice, which already speaks for itself.

　　 He originally believed that this product would definitely not even hesitate at all, so that life should be the priority.

　　 "I didn't expect that shamans would care about elemental mysteries." In the eyes of Richard or most human beings, shamans are pragmatists.

　　 That is to say, it can be used, and I don’t care about it. The element is a complete tool for them.

　　 "In the wilderness, the inheritance of shamans is not easy." After making the choice, Nehru's eyes became very hollow. The elemental mystery discarded in the hypothesis seemed to make him really lost his soul. "The talent required to learn witchcraft is very scarce among the wild races."

　　 "In fact, human beings are the same. No matter how hard they work, it is impossible for most people to master even the lowest level magic." Richard knew this after chatting with Du Peng this afternoon.

　　 It turns out that the crippled apprentices who can't be promoted for a lifetime are better than most people in terms of talent.

"But after all, human wizards can still wander around, and as long as it takes a little effort, they can always find apprentices." Nehru distinguished. "For the shaman, the choice is usually only a few tribes around. Can you find a qualified heir? It depends on luck."

　　 "That's true." Richard nodded.

　　 "Even if some shamans can make breakthroughs occasionally, as long as they can't be passed down, everything is equivalent to useless work." The kobold spread his hands, "so the upper limit of the entire wizard system is always difficult to increase."

"It's not that the shaman doesn't care about the mystery of the element, but it is very difficult for us to understand what an element is through scattered inheritance." Nehru looked a little confused, "But sometimes I will be unwilling and unwilling. As a mediocre shaman like this, he is gradually dying."

　　 "Then you want to go to death right away?" Gunther at the same table listened for a while, without thinking about it, and said casually.

　　 Nehru glanced at the heavy battle axe he placed beside his leg, said nothing, and quietly shrank his head and rolled his eyes.

　　 "I have a suggestion given by the magister himself, do you want to listen." A sly fox smile appeared at the corner of Richard's mouth.

　　 It is a pity that Nehru didn't notice it. He thought that this smile represented encouragement, and he suddenly felt his spirit: "Yes!"

　　 "My lord, my talent is very good." This guy immediately hugged Richard's thigh and didn't let go. "I only got half of the notebook back then, and I learned several spells by myself!"

　　 "Reversibility is unreliable at all, can't you fly solo if your wings are hard?" Lord Lord was not moved at all.

　　 "I'm wronged, my lord!" Nehru suddenly began to cry out, "My loyalty to you is like a river flowing."

　　 "It's freezing time now."

　　 "The gods in the sky can witness!"

　　 just raised three fingers, suddenly there was a thunderous thunder in the distance. Nehru was so scared that he quickly retracted his hands, his small eyes twirling around in his sockets.

"Don't expect to blind me. To tell you the truth, the probability of you blinding me on this issue is lower than the probability of winning by breaking your wrist." Lord Lord took a bite of the freshly baked chicken wings, "I occasionally Will deceive people, but I never lie to you, believe it or not."

　　 Nehru was silent,

　　 "The wings are not bad, let's have a few more strings, I haven't eaten yet." Richard yelled to the halfling cook.

"me……"

　　Before I waited for the Kobold to come out, the sky actually started to float with sporadic light rain, and it fell on the body and it was bitterly cold.

　　 "Forget it~www.readwn.com~ I'll talk tomorrow." Richard took the lead and rushed into the post tube.

　　…………

　　 Lord Lord slept very late that night, because a certain kobold shaman must have insomnia.

　　 From time to time, he popped up with a Nehru entry application, which often did not last long and disappeared quickly. Wait for a while, and it will pop out again to repeat the last process...

　　 appeared and disappeared time and time again, showing how a certain kobold's heart is, how difficult it is to make up his mind.

　　 just bounced for a while, Richard was annoyed and fell asleep in a daze in the middle of the night. As a result, when he got up the next morning, he looked at it, good fellow, and kept repeating and repeating it, and his brain hurts.

　　 "Don't worry, come here." The lord beckoned to Nehru who was wandering back and forth in the yard.

　　 "I will tell you directly, the advice given by the master is-eat well, sleep well, and calm down." He was already annoyed by this stuff.

　　 "That's it?" Nehru thought dangerously.

　　 He felt that Gaoshanbao Tunjun was making fun of him, and now he saw it. How could this kind of nonsense be the suggestion of the magister, that is the highest order mage standing at the top of the pyramid!

　　 "That's it." Richard pointed at the courtyard door with an impatient look, "Quickly get out of my field of vision."

　　 "I'm going to get out of here." The kobold's face was overjoyed.

　　 "But don't blame me for not telling you, you think the price of avoidance is actually the gift that you missed." Richard's words seemed to contain some meanings that Nehru could not understand for the time being.

　　 The latter can't even hear it anyway.