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The little mercenary groaned and bent down to pull out the spiritual plant. The spiritual plant with the small blue flowers was uprooted, because he also lost a few petals with his accompanying movements.

The mercenary on the side saw the little mercenary's movements and kicked him directly, knocking the short child to the ground and unable to get up for a long time.

"Be careful, this grass is more expensive than you. If you don't act like this, I'll skin you!" The mercenary who kicked him carefully picked up the broken petals on the ground and put them in his pocket. , warned fiercely.

Without saying a word, the little mercenary climbed up from the ground with difficulty and limped away.

The mercenaries on the side were obviously used to the child's weird behavior and continued to bend down to work. The mercenary who kicked him stretched his arms and said impatiently: "I really don't understand why the boss bought this. Brat."

The little mercenary was bought by the boss of the mercenary group from a passing slave trader. He didn't have a name, so he usually just called him "hey" or "boy". This kid looks dumb, can't speak, won't fight back when hit or scolded, and eats a lot. His only advantage may be that he is thick-skinned and strong. Even the best players in the mercenary group can't compare with him. .

Sure enough, after a while, he ran back again and continued to pull weeds without saying a word. Probably because the kick just now was of some use, his movements were a little gentler, at least he didn't pull off all the petals of the spiritual plant.

The mercenaries were too lazy to pay attention to this brat and went about their own business.

The little mercenary followed the example of other mercenaries and carefully pulled out the spiritual plants with small blue flowers and put them into the uniformly distributed pockets. He threw the spiritual plants into his pocket and suddenly turned around.

It was empty except for other mercenaries.

The little mercenary lowered his head and opened his pocket. The pocket was filled with the spiritual plants he had picked earlier, and the blue petals were scattered in the pocket.

The little mercenary tilted his head, feeling puzzled.

His movements were already imitating those of others, so why were the ones he took off still so incomplete?

The little mercenary couldn't understand, so he decided to continue.

Lin Nai hid in the little mercenary's pocket. After making sure that the little mercenary continued to pick, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to put the spiritual plants that the little mercenary had thrown in into his necklace.

Lilia, who had just cast the shrinking magic, looked at Linnai through the necklace and felt helpless: "I thought you were going to pretend to be him and sneak into the mercenary group."

It turned out to be hidden in this child's pocket?

Lin Nai grinned silently, without explaining anything.

Of course you can't pretend to be this kid, this kid is the number one tool in the book.

Just as Linnai was hiding in her pocket to steal the spiritual plant thrown in by the mercenary, she keenly sensed that the water element around her was stirring.

coming.

Lin Nai carefully moved his body, using the cover of the petals to move to the mouth of the pocket. The little mercenary seemed to have noticed something was wrong, stopped what he was doing, and stared blankly at the river.

They found that the little mercenary was suddenly staring at the river without moving. Others thought he was being lazy. The mercenary closest to him immediately stretched out his hand and hit him hard on the head, and waved his fist at him viciously: "Don't be in a daze, kid. Work!”

The little mercenary didn't react after being beaten, and just continued to stare blankly at the river.

Seeing that the little mercenary who was always obedient after being beaten did not react this time, the mercenary who beat the person felt angry. When he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to teach the child a lesson, he was pulled by his companions: "Forget it, boss. He’s calling us, be careful not to get beaten if you waste this time.”

After hearing this, the mercenary put down his fist, grabbed the little mercenary's ear, deliberately raised his arm, and hung him forward.

The little mercenary grimaced in pain, but remained silent and followed him staggering forward.

Teacher Lilia frowned, but in the end she did not take action. She glanced at Linnai, who had been huddled under the petals, and decided to remain silent.

The mercenaries went all the way up the river. The spiritual plants on the bank had been swept away, and the ground was full of holes. They even dug out the seeds in the soil.

The little mercenary was taken to the place where the supplies were handed in. The mercenary stretched out his hand to him, but the little mercenary did not hand it out uncharacteristically. Instead, he held the bag in his arms like he was protecting some treasure, his green eyes filled with tears. It's vigilance.

The surrounding mercenaries rarely saw the little mercenary disobeying orders. Several tall mercenaries surrounded him. The leader reached out and grabbed the little mercenary's ears, while the other hand grabbed his pocket. However, the little mercenary was extremely strong. Even though he was beaten to a bloody head, he still protected his pocket.

Linnaeus felt a jolt and gripped the fiber tightly to prevent it from falling into the bottom of the pocket.

The end of the road was blocked by thick vines. A tall man was surrounded by a group of mercenaries. When he saw the little mercenaries being beaten, he strode forward.

The surrounding mercenaries showed awe and retreated one after another.

The leader of the mercenary group ignored his men. He just reached out and grabbed the young mercenary by the neck. With a wave of his burly arm, he smashed the young mercenary against the vines at the end of the road.

The child's body was limp and fell weakly after hitting the vines. The blood seeping from the back of the head remained on the vines, like bloody flowers.

The pocket in the little mercenary's arms rolled out, and the spiritual plants contained in it fell to the ground. Linnai lay under the petals and began to chant a spell in a low voice. The vine that was about to move away felt the call from Linnaeus and continued to stay where it was.

The leader of the mercenary group stood there and waited for a while. When he saw that the vines were motionless, he stepped forward in confusion, grabbed the little mercenary lying on the ground and smashed it against the vines.

Is there not enough blood? In the past, I only needed a little blood.

The vine did not move away as the leader of the mercenary group expected. Instead, a vine suddenly stretched out. With a sweep, the leader opened it and caught the unconscious little mercenary.

Like a signal, the surrounding trees and spiritual plants began to spread and grow. Thick vines and thorns surrounded the mercenary group, and the forest bared its fangs to the intruders.

"Boss, boss, what should we do?" The people in the mercenary group were all ordinary people who didn't know magic. They were all panicked when they saw this formation.

The leader of the mercenary group gritted his teeth. Before he could speak, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Under the strong light, the spiritual plants lost their vitality. Lin Nai felt that the concentration of the surrounding light elements was increasing, and the wood elements were driven away. .

The vines in front lost their vitality and lay limply on the ground. A figure in a white robe stood in the bright light, and the shadow hit the leader of the mercenary group on the face.

"Let's make a deal." The man spoke, his voice hoarse and dark, completely contrary to the magic he displayed, "Sell that child to me, and I will let you leave safely."