Ride and Cut

"A piece of magical equipment that only titans can use..." Li Cha smacked his lips, "Sounds very good."

After he finished speaking, the court was quiet for a while, and no one answered, until Gang Manzi spoke.

"It's perfect, now there is only a titan missing." Gunther nodded pretendingly.

"So dear Gunther, where can we get a Titan back?" Hurt asked seriously.

"Maybe... ten thousand years ago?"

The two live treasures looked at each other and laughed wildly at the same time.

The lord didn't smile, he saw Qiqiu running to play not far away at this time, he waved and shouted "Little nigga, come here". Suddenly a black whirlwind swept across the turf, then ejected and landed on Li Cha's thigh.

"Qiqiu." The grass stick was played vigorously in Qiqiu's paws. After finishing the set, he stood upright with one foot and posed for a long time. The lord stretched out his hand and scratched it twice. He lay down giggling and began to roll around.

The little thing's claws have been getting sharper and sharper recently, and a little rubbing will pick up a thread on Li Cha's pants.

"This is the Titan." The lord grabbed Qiqiu with both hands and lifted it up, with a serious expression on his face.

Looking at Qiqiu who was blinking innocently, Gunther and Hurt, who had just stopped, laughed so hard that they fell back and forth. The degree of intensity is undoubtedly unbearable for the trachea.

"Although no one can use it as magic equipment, the value of this ring is far from that of ordinary antiquities." Hendra said that he was not sure whether it was true or not, and he could only pray in his heart that he would at least get away with it. "Maybe it also hides the alchemy technology of the Titans. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as priceless."

"Very good, even if it's a story, I have to say that you made up a good story." Li Cha waved his hand to stop Gunther's reckless impulse, "The governor's treasures, unknown treasures, secret snoopers, look—everything is a popular element, and it will definitely sell well if it is changed into a drama."

"Why don't you give him two hours to hang your fingers and calm down?" Gunther buttoned his booger, watching the excitement is no big deal.

"What is a hanging finger?" Hurt asked knowingly.

"It's just to tie two thumbs with hemp rope, tie them to a tree and hang them up." Gunther grinned honestly.

According to the ancestral experience of the barbarians, this kind of punishment is not particularly cruel at first glance, and it has no deterrent effect compared with digging eyes and cutting noses. But in fact, it is very effective. In a few hours at most, ordinary people will even clean up the bedwetting when they played with fire when they were young.

Those who can grit their teeth and resist this are really tough guys, and it is probably meaningless to use other punishments.

"I swear in the name of the God of Light, this is not a story." Hendra's eyelashes were shaking, and the gray-green pupils hidden under them were like lake water, rippled.

"Maybe, but my master is very curious, since no one else has been able to discover this secret, how did you find out?" The lord asked noncommittally.

"I have been very interested in history since I was a child, so I can see some clues from the shape. Later..."

"You're lying, you're lying." Li Cha snapped his fingers, and everyone immediately turned their attention to him, "How old are you this year? Twenty-four? That was fourteen ten years ago. Does a fourteen-year-old child who is slightly interested in history know more about history than a professional collector who is obsessed with collecting antiquities?"

"Those are what I read by accident from ancient books. Although Lord Magellan is profound, it's not surprising that he hasn't read a specific copy."

"How dare you talk stubbornly!" Gunther was furious.

"This kind of possibility does exist." The lord shook his head and laughed, laughing until Hendra's heart trembled. "But——you said before that the elemental fluctuations of that ring can hardly be sensed, so you must have been able to sense it as a child, right?"

"Yes." Hendra scratched the hair that hadn't been washed for two months, pulled out a lice, squeezed it to death and threw it away. "Titan's alchemy technology may be far beyond what is now imagined. The elements are extremely condensed, but it is difficult to sense them."

"My dear Legion Commander, please tell me why you never suspected that it was a fake?" Li Cha stopped smiling, his eyes were as sharp as two sharp knives pierced into the heart, and he stared straight at Hendra, wanting to see him thoroughly.

What Hendra said was nothing more than relying on his eyesight, but the lord was surprised that when a normal person encounters this kind of thing, even if he can make a judgment based on the shape, he should be more or less suspicious-whether it is a fake?

What's more, if you can't even capture a star or a half of elemental fluctuations, you will naturally be more inclined to identify it as a fake.

But Li Cha could feel from Hendra's words that this kind of suspicion that a normal person should have had never existed for him from the beginning to the end.

The emergence of abnormal events often means that there are deeper problems. In Li Cha's view, there are only two possibilities right now - Hendra is mentally handicapped for many years, living in his own world and can't tell the difference between south, east and north, or...he has hidden some key content and didn't say it.

"I don't want to treat you as mentally handicapped. My personal suggestion is that you'd better not treat me as one." Li Cha pressed his chest with one hand, "If you insist on going your own way, be prepared for the consequences."

Hendra was silent.

The lord waited patiently for nearly a quarter of an hour, but the only response to him was silence.

The wind blows the grass and leaves rustling, Qiqiu is pouring his buttocks to fight wits and courage with the rabbit hole in the grass nest, occasionally there is a loud eagle cry in the distance, and Li Cha's patience is gradually bottoming out.

"Gunther, push it down and cut it." He leaned back, snapped his fingers smartly, without any trace of fireworks, "It's okay to show off your cleverness in front of me, but you must be strict, and you will remember it in your next life."

When Gunther began to push and push, Hendra finally couldn't help but speak. In the face of death threats, he really couldn't remain indifferent.

With this opening, everyone was shocked—"Because I am a person favored by God."

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This world is not fair. There will always be some people who are just born and fall on the end point that others cannot reach in their lifetime.

Not only is the change of family life of secular money and power, but the same is true in the field of magic. For ordinary people, casting spells is a skill that must be studied hard, and every step is very difficult. But for another small group of people, there is no need to study or work hard. They are born with some magical abilities just like monsters.

Some sorcerers who are full of sour water call this kind of lucky one-the one favored by the gods.

As the name suggests, the lucky ones who are favored by the gods. Considering the mage's tradition of refusing to believe in the gods, it is not difficult to find that this title also contains a lot of irony and disdain.

Because the vast majority of divinely favored people can only guard their own innate spells to earn money throughout their lives.