Sword and Magic and Taxi

　　 From Nebo Town to the south, after about two days of Deer City, you will arrive at Wato Town, a human town on the edge of the "Misty Marsh". There is also the terminal of civilization, because starting from the town of Wato, the three directions, south, east, and west are wilderness. In other words, it is the kind of dangerous place that can kill people.

　　 Zhao Mai heard Green's introduction to the relevant situation, but he couldn't form an intuitive impression before watching it with his own eyes. Now following the Paladins and walking along the post road, it doesn't seem dangerous, but it feels like an outing.

　　The long shadow of the tree dragged on the grass, the fallen leaves covered the feet, and the breeze was blowing. Zhao Mai was walking on the grass some distance to the left of the mainland, right next to Harou'er. They were advancing in a slanted line, keeping their distance and keeping alert.

The straight road under 　　 stretched for several miles, and only when one side of the forest invaded it, I had to turn a small bend. The forest beside the road is still a healthy forest, managed by the dense forest ranger. Zhao Mai looked closely and found several paths leading to the depths of the dense forest, winding, deep and secret. Legend has it that the road leads to the legendary Beech Hall, a secret treasure house of the lost woodland elves.

　　 Walking on the road SH Rouer looked at Zhao Mai’s situation from time to time to see if he could keep going. She could see that this druid didn't have much experience in riding horses, and would be tortured along the way. Sore thighs, frayed skin, and severe pain in the pelvis due to bumps, these are painful experiences that novices can't get around. From Zhao Mai's expression, she knew that this was happening. But the druid gritted his teeth, barely said a word, and persevered.

　　 I still remember that when I was a child, I did not suffer from this crime less when riding a horse. How did I come here? Hajol recalled the tears and the experience of complaining secretly to the goddess and then being soothed by a soft voice. She still remembered the pale yellow brick walls of the castle, the blue dome, and her mother who always lay on the windowsill and looked far away.

　　 What his father looks like is a bit vague, Haruer only remembers that he is a mage, as if he knows everything. He stayed in the tall and enclosed mage tower all day, studying magic with a group of strange-looking friends. Apart from magic, the father rarely talks about other things, and he spends less time with his mother and himself. Especially after learning that he would become a paladin instead of a mage, he never smiled at her again. When his mother died of illness in loneliness, the temple of the goddess Aomedai became his real home.

　　 "Mike, why do you want to be a druid?" Harou asked suddenly.

　　 "In order to treat my father's disease, I have to choose to become a druid." Zhao Mai spoke while sucking a cold breath from his teeth. You don't need to look at him to know that the skin on the inner thigh must have been worn out, and sweat flowed into the wound, producing a particularly sour sting.

　　 "Why don't you go to the temple for help? Paladins like us, in addition to performing tasks outside, will have some spells to get rid of diseases and soothe the pain." She said as she approached Zhao Mai. Accompanied by low-pitched prayers, the palms radiating holy light stroked Zhao Mai's body, and the positive energy from the goddess penetrated into Zhao Mai's body, and his wounds soon healed.

"There is no priest in the temple near my house who can get rid of diseases, so I can only travel a long way and come here to learn from the druids. Fortunately, I was lucky before, and I got the anti-disease medicine and my father's body stabilized. So I I rushed back to study, but the evil monsters of Ramashtu attacked the community and caused the current situation."

"Oh, you must have been blessed to be able to achieve your wish." Harouer was a little envious. Her mother prayed, but she failed to meet her dying wish. Her father did not rush to see her for the last time. The deepest pain in Harou's heart. "Hey, Mike, we must be able to defeat the evil priest and restore the peace of the farmer's forest."

"Of course, it will be hurt sometimes, but its powerful recovery and balance ability will surely win the final victory." Zhao Mai said: "Harouer, are you female sacred horses receiving the same as male sacred horses? training?"

　　 "Yes, it's basically the same. Some martial arts or fighting skills are slightly different, after all, the location of the burden is different between men and women." Harouer looked at Zhao Mai, "Why ask this?"

　　 "Can I study with you?"

　　 "Uh, in what way?"

"Basic martial arts, the use of a one-handed spear and shield." Zhao Mai clutched the saddle tightly. He slumped and almost fell: "Oh, maybe there is riding. I need to learn too much. Maybe you can teach me two hands while resting."

　　 "No problem, I am happy to help you." Harouer said: "But I will ask you questions about gods, powers, and beliefs. You can't avoid them."

"I don't think it is a good thing to talk about gods too much. It is better for us to focus on the mortal world." Zhao Mai thought for a while and said to Harou, "Why not, let me tell you some interesting stories. , The good priest and the evil wizard. Do you want to hear?"

　　 Harou bit his lip and nodded.

　　 Zhao Mai accidentally touched Harou's inner weakness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and unconsciously told the story of an adapted version of the male wizard in black and the female priest in white. They kept advancing along the road, and the damp southwest wind blew from the swamp through the treetops, and the remaining leaves also murmured. A black cloud covered the sky, and dusk came earlier than usual. The whole road was slowly shrouded in twilight, and only the northern sky still kept a layer of light.

　　 A big tree fell in the middle of the road, and the huge branch fell in two. A female knight named Haidée stepped forward and found that the trunk was already empty. This was the real cause of its fall. The two knights bound the trunk with ropes, rode horses to pull it aside, and cleared the way. At the same time, everyone else was cautiously vigilant.

　　 "You are all warmhearted." Zhao Mai praised.

　　 Overcoming the obstacles, a group of people walked until it was dark. At this time, the south is completely invisible, only the sky in the north is still shining with stars. Fortunately, the direction of the wind changed, the violent and restless north wind blew away the dark clouds, and the sky was again covered with brilliant stars. For some reason, the previously uneasy feeling gradually disappeared, and the surrounding natural force became peaceful again. Six women, one man and a dog got off their horses and prepared to camp on the spot.

　　 Zhao Mai's thigh root had a wound once again, but he declined Harou's holy therapy this time. "I can recover slowly. This process is also a process of letting the skin adapt. The positive energy of the sacred healing is very strong. It will also remove the cocoon while healing the wound. I will still suffer in the future."

"Alright, anyway, you can treat yourself." Harouer smiled slightly and began to check the security work in the camp~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all here~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.