Wizard

The Red Raven Castle is the location of the Wizard Tower of Viara, the witch who claims to rule this vast area.

This neurotic witch once sent someone to this lakeside village more than a hundred years ago to ask the porcelain people to pay the deed tax.

Although the porcelain tribes living here are very disgusted with the inexplicable witch Viara, they did not resist. Instead, in accordance with the request of the witch Viara, they paid the deed tax every ten years and made a submissive appearance in exchange for survival. Power.

But I don’t know why, the tax collection team that arrived here from Red Crow Castle three days ago was killing them. Not only did they take away all the deed taxes that would be collected two years later, they also required the porcelains to have future contracts. Pay annually, otherwise they will be expelled from here.

"Respected sir, the porcelain tribe has lived here for hundreds of years. This is not anyone's territory," the old-eyed dim, but the old man in the porcelain village didn't stammer when he told these things. "Because the time of your arrival happens to be shortly after the people from the Red Raven Castle have left, the villagers will attack you..."

Listening to the old man from the porcelain village, Raymond had already probed into their strength.

These porcelains who do not have mental power fluctuations are relatively strong in physical fitness, and the strong ones among them have slightly higher strength and agility than ordinary knights, but ordinary physiques up to 30 points will make them extremely high. Spell resistance.

"If I'm not a wizard, I've been killed by you just now," Raymond, whose face had been gloomy, was very dissatisfied with the old man's remarks. "Do you think telling a miserable story can be used as an explanation?"

"Dear sir, you broke into this small building without authorization, and you also tried to enter the basement," the elder of the porcelain village said respectfully. But the implication is implicit accusation. "This is the only place to hide in our village..."

But the elders of the porcelain village hadn't finished speaking. After an old woman behind him exclaimed, she suddenly pointed to a closet next to her and yelled, but she tried to rush over. But he was stopped by two male porcelains beside him.

Leimen frowned, he couldn't help but turn his gaze to the direction of the old woman's fingers, but when he saw what was happening, his pupils shrank and was shocked.

The young girl who was frightened and hid in the closet just now, her hands covering her mouth were still intact, but when Raymond was talking to the elder of this porcelain village. There were only **** left on her palm!

There was still some fine porcelain **** on the bloodless lips. After seeing Leimen looking at her again, the young girl who was biting only **** in her mouth made a "click" again. With a soft sound, a finger was bitten off the palm again.

Young girl in panic. There was fear in her eyes, but there was no pain on her face. Standing there as if frightened silly. And while the little mouth squirmed, he continued to put the fingerless palm into his mouth.

"What's going on!" Shocked, Raymond, with some tingling hair, turned his head and asked the elderly porcelain man. "Why would she eat her own fingers!"

"She doesn't feel pain, she will be like this after she is frightened," a helpless expression appeared on her face, and the elder of the porcelain village lowered his head and asked. "Little Audemars Piguet is a poor child. Can you allow us to deal with her?"

With his face completely sinking, Leimen turned and walked out of the room, and with one of his snap-finger porcelains in the room confined by the magic vines, the magic vines on his body immediately disappeared completely.

Faint anger gathered in his chest. But Raymond was curious about the existence of these porcelain people, so he shouted in a deep voice while walking along the corridor to the living room. "I am waiting for you outside, the matter is not over yet!"

The muffled and low-pitched screams sounded immediately behind him, and Raymond felt a little pain in his heart after sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The heart beats fiercely. Thinking of the young girl's dazed but frightened expression, Raymond felt heartbroken, because seeing the little porcelain girl just now made him think of seeing Xiaosi. The scene when Tasie.

The same wincing and timid eyes, the same thin body that seemed to be blown away by a breeze, those slender and soft hands, they disappeared when he didn't notice!

With his lips pursed, Raymond waited for a while and saw the appearance of the porcelain elder. Behind him was the cute and lovely porcelain girl who had just been kicked into the basement by him, but she But there was curiosity and doubt on his face.

"Respected sir, I am Hewlett from this village," Seeing that Raymond's expression was very heavy, the porcelain elder who bowed his head did not dare to sit down, but introduced the little girl's condition. "Thank you for your tolerance, little Audemars Piguet has no big problems..."

Hewlett's words surprised Raymond a little, and he asked before he was finished. "Can the finger that was eaten be recovered?"

"Because the proportion of damage is relatively small, it can also restore her fingers," the old Hewlett of the porcelain village, but his face was apologetic. "Because we don't need food, we don't even have equipment to entertain you..."

Keenly grasped the potential meaning in the words of old Hewlett, and the inquiring Raymond flashed in his eyes, which aroused curiosity. "Since Little Audemars Piguet’s fingers can be recovered, why are these people hiding in the basement physically impaired? Does it take time for them to recover?"

Old Hewlett, who shook his head and smiled bitterly, had sadness on his face. "The villagers hiding in the basement are hopeless to recover. They have been injured too much and it is impossible to recover by their own ability."

Speaking of this, noisy and chaotic footsteps came from the corridor behind. Soon the old porcelain woman who found Little Audemars Piguet chewing her fingers, pulled her face to restore some ruddy Little Audemars Piguet and walked out. .

A crisp sound like the knocking of porcelain came from the old woman’s mouth, and the little Audemars Piguet, who was being pulled by her, bowed her head towards Raymond as she opened her mouth, making a soft voice. Angrily said a few syllables, and then hid behind the old woman as if shy.

Raymond who followed her from the moment the little girl appeared, UU read www.uukavanshu. com's attention was on her palm.

The tender little hands were completely wrapped, and the shapes of the five fingers were also extremely obvious.

Looking at the little Audemars Piguet, who was hiding behind the old woman with his head full of curiosity, Raymond followed up with the old Hewlett in the porcelain village. "She has eaten all ten fingers, so what is wrapped in the bandage now?"

"The injured part is relatively small, so you can replace it with special porcelain powder to make her fingers condense again." Seeing Raymond questioning this, this old Hewlett patiently explained it, and at the same time, The old woman holding Little Audemars Piguet summoned her hands. "You can understand it by just looking at it."

With a hesitant expression on her face, the old porcelain woman still took the little girl Audemars Piguet and walked over and stood in front of Raymond.

After pushing the little girl Audemars Piguet directly in front of Raymond, the old woman carefully unwrapped the bandage on her palm, and showed the little girl Audemars Piguet's palm in front of Raymond.

In the bandage that was used as a fixing plate with a piece of white porcelain, the little girl’s fingers had a lot of fine slag, and the substance like clear water was used as an adhesive to make these **** adhere to the girl’s palm. together.

The expression on his face softened, and Raymond, who smiled at Little Audemars Piguet, only after the fear in her eyes disappeared, did she use her fingers to gently twist this sticky porcelain **** and place it in the palm of her hand. .

The white substance similar to porcelain powder still has a bitter taste at the tip of the nose. The liquid used as the medium is like clear water, but it is extremely viscous and transparent.

Memories like this kind of liquid substance that can be used as an adhesive. After Raymond gave the instruction to retrieve the chip, his face became stunned... (to be continued...)