I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

Rachel was more stubborn than Roger expected.

Even if Cindy tried to dissuade her, she insisted on getting up.

The two sides stalemate for a while.

In the end, the dragon priest helped her out.

Seeing Rachel's bare feet, struggling to walk with Cindy's support, Roger felt a little embarrassed.

But he knew that Rachel was right, this war had nothing to do with him.

From a rational point of view.

He has no reason to be involved.

Leaving early is the right way to go.

...

The Wyvern wasn't too far away.

Especially the Mishasi in Rachel's mouth, it is lying on the canopy of the big banyan tree in the center of Longya Village.

Upon hearing Rachel's call, the three-meter-long dragon beast jumped and cheered.

She waved her wings vigorously, and came to Rachel with gusts of cool wind.

The rest of the flying dragon beasts also surrounded them.

But they didn't dare to approach Rachel like Mishas did.

"Their injuries..."

At this time, Rachel was surprised to find that the wounds of the several flying dragon beasts that had been shot in the abdomen had also been perfectly bandaged.

"Who handled it?" she asked.

Cindy nods reluctantly at Roger.

Roger nodded slightly:

"Easy to do."

Rachel's eyes widened.

It was the first time Roger saw such a rich expression on her face:

"How is that possible? How did they allow you to come near?"

Roger explained naturally:

"I have some skills in communicating with animals."

In fact.

His "Domesticated Animals" has 49 points, which is enough to communicate and comfort the wounded Wyvern.

It is not difficult to bandage their wounds.

With this skill, Roger has the ability to subdue one or two animals to become his fighting partner.

It's just that he hasn't found a suitable candidate.

In Tongma Town, what he faced all day long was either the magic explosion frog or the red tide zombies and other undead creatures.

You can't bring two frogs with you, can you?

It's outrageous.

And like Rachel's flying dragon beast, Roger actually likes it better.

But he is also very clear that although the flying dragon beast is a sub-dragon species that has degenerated for several generations, it is not available to ordinary people.

This requires great opportunity.

Moreover, flying dragon beasts live in groups, and once domesticated, they often form a large group.

When the time comes, as soon as you open your eyes every day, the food for these screaming guys will be the top priority.

That's why Rachel led the flying dragon beasts to the depths of the swamp to look for food every once in a while.

For Roger, the process itself was fraught with danger.

In the mysterious and vast swamp, the identities of hunter and prey may change at any time.

...

In the open space outside the medical house.

Rachel gently stroked Mishas' slender neck, and whispered in her ear for a while.

The gentle look she showed when facing Wyvermon was pleasing to the eye.

Even the dull expression became richer.

"I've already negotiated with Mishas."

"She agreed."

"From here [biquge www.xbqg5200.co] to Paramount, it takes 2 days one way, are you ready?"

Finally, Rachel patted Mishas on the back and looked at Roger.

Judging from the color of her pale lips, this stubborn short man was almost unable to hold on.

"I'm fine."

Roger stepped forward and evenly hung large and small luggage under Mishas's ribs on both sides.

The latter resisted slightly uncomfortably.

Under Rachel's reassurance, he gave up resentfully.

"Go up."

At Rachel's urging, Roger turned into Drake.

"I left some hemostatic ointment in the house, which may help you in the future."

Before leaving, he said to Cindy.

Cindy nodded with complicated eyes:

"Bon Voyage."

"Go, Mishas, ​​come back early!"

Rachel let go of Mishas's reins.

Hurrah!

The flying dragon waved its huge wings, setting off gusts of wind on the flat ground, and the hunchback carried Roger upwards rapidly.

The surrounding scenes are all going backwards.

The field of vision becomes extremely wide.

It didn't take long for Roger to get used to this whirling feeling.

Mishas flew around the big banyan tree twice.

Then reluctantly flew south.

...

"Good luck to them too."

Sitting firmly on Mishas' back, Roger silently prayed in his heart.

Over the past few days, he has developed a good impression of Longya Village.

That's why he left those ointments, hoping to help them tide over their difficulties.

He learned from Eric that there was no other healer in the village except the old woman named Angelica.

These ointments will surely come in handy if there is a war.

It was the only thing Roger could do.

There is endless wind in my ears.

Mishas gradually lowered the flying altitude.

it `s just normal.

Flying dragon beasts are not even sub-dragons.

In order to make up for the lack of endurance, they adopt more gliding mode when flying.

It is now sunset, and there is already a heavy fog on the swamp.

Misha was flying very fast.

It flew out of Huangshi Island in the blink of an eye.

Roger is admiring the beauty of the sunset in the swamp.

Suddenly, an inexplicable warning came to my heart.

call!

A menacing crossbow bolt flew past his ear, pierced to a higher place in the sky, and fell powerlessly downward after two or three seconds.

If Roger hadn't lowered his head in time, the arrow might have hit his temple!

Mishas under her crotch let out a piercing cry.

Her mood was very unstable, it seemed to be rage, and it seemed to be fear.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several more crossbow arrows shot from below.

Mishas managed to dodge it barely, but never dared to fly forward, only dared to keep raising the altitude and hovering in place.

"Dwarf?"

Roger squinted.

With the help of the Qi Watching Technique, he could see clearly those guys who were lying on the branches of the big trees and shooting at him.

...

"Marsh Gray Dwarf LV12 Life 200 Defense 9"

"Trait 1: Rough Stone Skin LV3"

"Rough stone skin: The gray dwarves of the marsh have very rough skin, and most of the area is covered by a layer of skin that is as hard as rock, which gives them extremely strong immunity, especially physical damage."

"Trait 2: Good use of crossbow bolts LV1"

"Using crossbows well: Gray dwarves have always been good at forging and practical weapons, among which crossbows are the most important. They can skillfully use this long-range weapon, and they hit +2 when using crossbows to hit the air."

...

"Is it so severely polluted and distorted by magic power?"

"This can no longer be regarded as an intelligent race?"

What shocked Roger the most about these marsh gray dwarves was not their attributes, but their terrifying figure and appearance!

Every gray dwarf had a fist-sized tumor on its face or neck.

These tumors smelt of decaying magic.

compared to fat sarcomas.

Their faces are so thin that they are skinny, and their protruding eye sockets and cheekbones give them the appearance of skeletons.

Roger didn't see a shred of reason in their eyes.

He tried throwing a Guilty Mark in the past.

The result showed that the judgment was successful.

This means that in the Xiayin template, these gray dwarves are no longer considered intelligent creatures.

It belongs to the category of monsters!

"Mishas, ​​good boy, fly lower, don't be afraid."

While comforting the Wyvern, Roger took out Zi Ying.

These gray dwarves use short crossbows, which have a faster rate of fire and greater power, but a shorter range.

If it weren't for the fact that the flying dragon beast couldn't fly too high, he could completely ignore their harassment.

But not now.

They must be disposed of.

Under Roger's reassurance, Mishas lowered his altitude, and dodged several scattered shots from the gray dwarves.

Roger seized the opportunity and shot an arrow.

Howling clusters of arrows pierced the fog of the swamp.

Straightforwardly, it pierced the eye socket of a gray dwarf!

"Good luck."

Roger breathed a sigh of relief. Since entering the swamp, his archery has improved a little.

He is going to get rid of these gray dwarves before going on the road, which can be regarded as helping Rachel to avenge her hatred.

Just at this moment.

The data bar is quietly refreshed.

...

"You killed a marsh gray dwarf"

"You got 10 XP"

"Your 'Toughness' has been slightly increased."

...

"What, toughness value?"

Roger's look at the gray dwarf instantly went wrong.

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