My Magic Age

When I first saw the alloy bow, I was attracted by its soft and smooth appearance. This is a metal short bow. Its back is very wide and thick. The closer you look to the edges on both sides, the narrower and longer the bow arms are, and there is an exaggerated arc. I think this is forged from refined black iron mixed with other metals. It is like a crescent moon. The whole bow is polished into fine sand patterns, which makes the whole bow look particularly black and non-reflective. For assassins lurking in the dark, there must not be any reflective points on the whole bow. This is very important.

There is a simple magic pattern array engraved on the bow of this alloy bow. I have never seen such a strange magic pattern structure in the sheepskin scroll of old Kuru. Kuz was stunned. This alloy bow was maintained as if it was brand new, and it was a magic weapon with a magic pattern array.

Kuz took it from Old Man Su and held it carefully in his hand. When Kuz held the alloy bow, I clearly saw the strange magic pattern array emit a faint green light, which disappeared in an instant, and there was a very crisp "click". But I found strangely that the people around, including Qi Ge, did not seem to find any abnormality, and seemed to be waiting for Kuz to test the arrow. Kuz seemed to have noticed something, looked at his left hand suspiciously, and looked up at me again.

I blinked at him very obscurely. We still have this little tacit understanding. His eyes were suddenly full of smiles, knowing that the wonderful state he just felt was not wrong, not an illusion. Old Man Su was not in a hurry to hand Kuz the feather arrow, but introduced it to us: "This bow is actually a magic weapon, but it is a little special. I have never found it different from other alloy bows, although it has a magic pattern array engraved on the back of the bow."

Maybe because we saw the clues of the previous two bows, Old Man Su told us the defects of this alloy bow after taking out this bow, so as not to make us think he was not honest. I was a little surprised. The magic pattern array of this bow was obviously activated by Kuz, so how could Old Man Su not see it?

"So the price of this alloy bow, I will charge you according to the price of ordinary alloy bows." Old Man Su sighed softly, and I could see that he was really reluctant. He pulled out a feather arrow from the quiver and handed it to Kuz, then turned and stood aside. Kuz's archery posture was very standard, and his accuracy was enough, and he easily hit the center of the bull's eye.

Sure enough, he could easily pull open this alloy bow, and the strength and range of the bow were even better than the ironwood bow. I don't think Kuzla's ironwood bow would be so easy. Seeing Kuz's very happy expression, I said to Katarina calmly: "Katrina, you try it too!"

Katrina took the alloy bow from Kuz's hand and looked at me blankly with her beautiful red eyes. Although she didn't understand what I wanted to do, she still picked up a feather arrow as I said, and then said a little embarrassedly: "I haven't used a bow before, I don't know if I can pull it open."

In fact, there is no need to pull it open. When this alloy bow was transferred to Katarina's hand, the magic pattern array on the alloy bow did not react at all, as if Katarina was holding an ordinary alloy bow. I took it with some curiosity. The moment I held it in my hand, I felt the strong magic elements surging from the magic pattern array on the back of the bow, emitting a dazzling green light, which scared me.

But the others still looked at me as if they didn't notice the dazzling light that the alloy bow had just emitted, not even Kuz. They were a little confused about my nervous retreat after taking the bow. But at this time, Qi Ge looked at me a little suspiciously. Of course, I couldn't explain to her what happened here. I found that the alloy bow in my hand was not as heavy as I imagined, but very light. Moreover, the alloy bow itself had a force supporting me. I felt more powerful than usual.

I suddenly thought that this should be the power of magic, or more accurately, the power that triggered the magic pattern array.

I didn't test shoot because I felt that I couldn't pull it open.

I looked up and asked Old Man Su: "How much does this bow cost?"

Old Man Su didn't expect that I would be the one who decided to buy the bow. He thought it would be Kuz or the red-haired beauty next to him. After a trace of surprise appeared on his face, he immediately calmed down and thought for a while and said: "Although no one except my father has ever believed that the magic pattern array on this bow is real, it is undeniable that this is an excellent alloy bow. I guess these magic patterns may be damaged. If we find a skilled inscriptionist, it may be able to be repaired. My father once told me that the ability of this array is: speed stimulation, which has a certain increase in archery speed. At least the metal plate engraved with the magic array on this bow is red copper, so my price is three gold coins."

If for a magic weapon, three gold coins are obviously not expensive, but for Old Man Su, this bow is more like an ordinary weapon inlaid with rare magic metal plates, so it is a bit inflated based on the value of magic materials plus ordinary bows and arrows.

In fact, I actually wanted to agree immediately and buy it.

Kuz was a little hesitant. After all, if this bow could only be bought with three golds, then its value would be twenty times more expensive than the ordinary Neti bow. The little orc had probably never spent so much money before, and he looked at me hesitantly.

I hesitated again and again, but I didn't make up my mind to bargain. I thought for a long time before I said to Old Man Su: "Plus three bowstrings made of thunder rhinoceros tendons and a pot of finely forged cone-head feather arrows."

Old Man Su's eyes flickered, and it seemed that this also made him feel distressed, but he still said: "Okay."

After saying this, I felt that the old man was instantly piled up, and the spirit in his body was completely dissipated. He asked the orc girl Sukamio to go downstairs to get the bowstring and quiver, and he sat on the chair in a daze, rubbing the three glittering gold coins in his palms, with an indescribable desolation.

Kuz stood beside me and happily wrapped the alloy bow with oilcloth, but refused to take the heavy wooden box. He just carried it on his back with great care, hugged me and said excitedly: "Jia, alloy bow, I actually have an alloy bow!"

I asked Old Man Su: "Do you have the fangs of wind wolves? We also want to make two wind wolf tooth arrows."

Old Man Su looked behind Kuz, and finally sighed and shook his head and said: "In winter, the sheep in the wasteland have to hide in the valleys of the mountains on the northern foot of the plateau to spend the winter. Only in spring will they go to the wasteland to eat grass. Those magic wolves will also migrate to the mountains with the magic antelopes. The teeth of wind magic wolves are not so easy to get. I see that you are of extraordinary status. I should say something that should not be said. Remember not to show your money and weapons after going out. Now the wasteland is not just eating people with magic beasts!"

Kuz and I were both startled and looked at each other very tacitly.

I thought of something else, so I asked Old Man Su if he had a crossbow. Old Man Su smiled bitterly and said, "That thing is even more valuable. I can't even make an alloy bow here, so where can I find that thing? But you can try your luck at the auction house. We hold some small auctions privately in Yemen Town every month. Every time, there will be some rare treasures and rare materials. If you are lucky, you may be able to come across them."

When I walked out of the crossbow shop, it was already getting dark.

We were not in the mood to visit the free market, so we quickly walked through the town through the alleys with few people. When we passed the well on the west side of the town, the orc women who were washing clothes by the well at noon had disappeared. Instead, some half-grown children gathered by the well to draw water. They worked together to bring water up from the well. Because the well was too deep and the bucket was too big, one person could not bring up the whole bucket of water in one breath, so there were usually two children standing by the well, pulling the rope alternately, while the other children were playing with stones by the well, and curiously watching us pass by.

Facing the setting sun in the west, I squinted my eyes and saw an old man with a hunched body sitting on a stone at the gate of the camp. A gust of southwest wind blew over, raising a cloud of dust, and the old man's figure was looming in the sand. In the afterglow of the setting sun and the flying yellow sand, his figure looked particularly thin.

The southeast trade winds in spring brought a lot of water vapor from the endless sea. The cumulonimbus clouds in the sky and the dust on the dry surface of the wasteland on the northern foot of the Pai Plateau were mixed together by the strong wind, making the whole sky chaotic. Except for the ground under my feet, the rest of the place was dim. The scorching sun hanging in the west was like an egg yolk. When the strong wind blew on my face, I could clearly feel the fine sand hitting my face and making it numb and itchy. The dust was blown into the collar and cuffs by the wind and mixed with the sweat on my body, forming a trail of dirt.

Qi Ge and Katarina were obviously afraid of seeing Old Kuru, and they separated from us outside the camp and went to the caravan alone.

Kuz and I walked straight to Old Kuru.

This is why I have been staying in the caravan. There is the person I am most familiar with here. He will bring me warmth and security. He is an old orc, and people like him. Old Kuru. When Old Kuru saw Kuz and I return safely, his dry and turbid face finally showed vivid colors. He stood up from the stone and walked back with his hands behind his back until we approached. The two of us hurriedly followed him. The wind and sand were so strong that it was almost impossible to speak. Everyone in the caravan hid in the tent. Only the night watchmen who were responsible for vigilance wrapped themselves like mummies, then put on thick blankets and squatted in several watchtowers in the camp.

Walking into Old Kuru's tent, Old Kuru sat next to the steaming mud stove, his body covered with dust, as if a handful of dust would fall off his body if he moved.

"I heard from the people in the camp that you two had a conflict with the noble children of the Star Adventure Group, and that the youngest child stabbed one of them and ran away in the chaos. I was worried that those people would ambush you outside the camp, so I waited for you there. It seems that they have no intention of making a big deal. After all, this is the territory of the orcs. But before entering the wilderness, it is not a good thing to make enemies with the adventure group." Old Kuru opened the leather shawl on his body, shook off the sand on his body, raised his head and looked at me with wise eyes.

Kuz stood up bravely and said stubbornly: "It's not our fault."

I stepped forward and looked up at the old Kuru who was getting older and older. I found that the closer he was to home, the faster he aged. The wrinkles on his forehead were deeper than the gullies on the Loess Plateau. I lowered my head and sighed, saying: "I stabbed the boy who provoked me with a dagger. Some troubles can't be avoided even if I want to. I will take care of it."

Old Kuru slowly lowered his eyelids and said, "I heard from Leipas that the Star Adventure Group plans to leave the caravan tomorrow and go into the North Foothills Wasteland to hunt alone, but because a member was injured, the plan was postponed for one day. I think they may not hunt honestly in the wasteland. Those children are spoiled. As long as the seeds of hatred are planted in their hearts, the seeds will continue to take root and sprout in their hearts, and they will do whatever it takes. I just want to remind you two that if you meet them in the wasteland, it is not shameful to run away. If I were you today, Jia, I would stab him with a dagger when I let him go. Since there is no way to resolve the hatred, the easiest way is to end it directly."

I thought Old Kuru would scold me for fighting. When I was a child, I was always punished by my parents for fighting. They said that I was disobedient and made trouble all day long, which made the family restless. My father had to go around to apologize for me. He always taught me how to get along with other children, be polite and modest to the younger ones, and respect the older ones. But at that time, I didn't understand a thing. I was bullied by older children all day long, and I had to give in to the ignorant children. What was the point of doing this? Is it my greatest achievement to be called a naughty child by my neighbors? After growing up, I read a story about wolf totem, which talked about the nature of sheep and wolf. At that time, I was thinking that I was probably just a sheep that only knew how to eat grass, milk and produce wool! So who is the wolf?

And when I got here, I suddenly found that my outlook on life was completely overturned. Old Kuru actually thought that my heart was not cruel enough, leaving me with troubles, which might cause trouble for the trip to the wilderness in a few days. Why can't I be like a wolf and bite the prey to death when I stare at them. I stared at Old Kuru with wide eyes and felt that what he said to me really made sense.

After a while, Old Kuru asked me, "What do you think of the beast tribe after you went to the free market in Yemen Town today?"

"..." I didn't know how to answer for a while.