My Magic Age

As for me daring to speak to an orc warrior in such a blunt and unreasonable tone, Kurtz's eyes were a little straight. It was obvious that I rejected the werewolf warrior's kindness. He looked down at me in surprise. I looked very small in front of me, even I couldn't reach the top of his thighs, but I was still very proud. I stood in front of him with my hands on my hips and looked at him. Then I said to him: "Well, if you want more meatballs, you have to get them yourself." Here’s some beef, thank you for worrying about our safety.”

I looked at him without fear, and then smiled innocently at him, at least I thought my expression was innocent.

At this time, Kurtz and I both turned to look at the bonfire on the north bank. It was almost burnt out at this time. Only when the wind blew by would some of the sparks in the ashes be blown out, reflecting the nobles. They were sitting around the fire, seemingly still enjoying the last bit of warmth in the ashes of the fire.

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These young people who grew up in the greenhouse have had a smooth sailing from childhood to adulthood without any setbacks. Even if they have average talents, they are unwilling to work hard to complete their studies. When they graduate and finally have to face military service, it is a bit embarrassing. Out of the dignity of aristocratic families, they would never be willing to be a leading soldier, and they would never dare to be a leading soldier and become a warrior. As cannon fodder on the field, they finally chose to join the adventure group for experience, so they followed experienced adventurers to adventure around the world. In the process, they wanted to break through the bottleneck of cultivation, and in the end they just wanted to get a certificate from the professional union. , so that after entering the army, you will become the most junior officer, and at least your safety will be higher.

They are a bunch of extravagant and lustful children who have not grown up. After they first tasted the taste of women, they are a group of arrogant people who think that the world has stepped under their feet. Their faults are caused by themselves and the environment. , so my thoughts all along have never been to put them to death. I just hope that these people can understand that life is not easy for everyone, whether they are nobles or commoners. I think with the temperament of this White Wolf warrior, he doesn't mind killing one or two people. Regardless of whether he is a noble or not, all the truth in this wasteland will be buried under the weeds.

In addition, I don’t want to have too much contact with him. He is a strong orc, and I don’t want him to peek into any secrets of our team.

We have many secrets that cannot be known to others, such as my bloodline talent, Qige's bloodline, and the 'killing heart' in Katarina's body. If orcs are compared to bees, then Qige and Katarina are like Two drops of honey on the heart of the flower.

"Do you just want me to help you make dinner?" I asked him again. I thought this person must have something to hide, but he didn't feel like asking us directly because he had already eaten during the day. After giving us a delicious meal, naturally he couldn't wipe his face and asked us what to do. What's more, there is an orc among us. If word spreads that the white wolf tribe warriors bully the blood wolf tribe teenagers in the wilderness, this will be considered in the tribe. It's also a scandal.

"Uh, okay then! Let me introduce myself formally. My name is Camoo Liros..."

Liros put his problem straight, okay! The temperament of the orc werewolves is indeed quite upright. In fact, it is not much different from what I thought. What the orcs lack in the wilderness is not water or food, but fuel. After a long winter, the dry weeds in the wasteland have been eaten up by herbivores. Even if there are some, they are not worth collecting. How to cook food in the wasteland is a big problem, not to eat raw. No, you will get sick if you always eat raw meat. Liros took some strong tribesmen into the wilderness to hunt in order to solve the famine in the tribe and bring all the strong orcs who could eat them into the wilderness. One was to save the little food left in the tribe, and the other was to make them strong. The orcs can hunt in the wilderness and are completely self-sufficient.

The werewolves of the White Wolf tribe invaded the territory of the hyenas in the wilderness and directly killed a group of hyenas who were very territorial. Then they established a camping site belonging to the White Wolf tribe in the wasteland near the Ulutu River. On the ground, Liros can protect his people from the intrusion of powerful monsters, and can block it with one person. The impact of the one-horned buffalo herd, but there is no good way to provide the fuel necessary for the life of the orcs. This is one of the reasons why there has never been an orc tribe in the depths of the wasteland. There are other reasons, such as the frequent occurrence of high-level warcraft. Harassment, invasion by wild beasts, remote geographical location and other factors.

Only at the end did we realize that people were interested in the fire-gathering scrolls that our team used as a pile of firewood to keep warm!

"Our tribe is drinking raw water from the glacier and eating raw bison meat here. More and more people are starting to get sick. I want to bring them back to the tribe safely." Liros' eyes were firm, but a little a little bit... Tired and helpless, it seems that hunting and surviving with the tribe in the wilderness is far more troublesome than protecting the land of our ancestors!

At this time, I suddenly thought of why people in the caravan sometimes like to store the leftover meat as raw meat jerky. This may be the most fuel-saving method inherited in the wasteland. I reached into my waist bag and grabbed a fire-gathering scroll, stretched out my hand and handed it to him and asked him: "Do you want this?"

"Oh no, I actually planned to take your campfire and make a pot of hot soup!" Liros did not take the bundle of fire-gathering scrolls in my hand, but held a huge iron pot on the dragon's back with one hand. Caught it. Perhaps because of the darkness, the dark iron pot placed on the back of the dragon had been ignored by us. Until this moment, Ross grabbed the pot ear with one hand and put it on the ground. I twitched the corner of my mouth and looked at this pot. The iron pot was bigger than a wooden bathtub. I really don't know how strong he was to be able to take the iron pot off the dragon's back so easily.

Our caravan has a total of eight people with such a big iron pot, but each time it takes more than four strong men to work together to tie it to the back of Thunder Rhinoceros. I never thought that someone would just grab it with one hand. I could lift such a big iron pot easily, and then Ku and I I just watched his tall body jump directly into the cold river water. After groping in the glacier for a long time, he picked up a large pebble about half a meter in diameter and threw it directly to the shore. The pebbles fell next to us. With a bang, a big hole was made in the grass.

Liros stood in the river and dug out three pebbles. Only then did Kurtz and I understand that he was going to build a stove for this big pot!

Naturally, without saying a word, the two of us stretched out our hands to form a triangular pot stove with pebbles. Kurtz and I couldn't lift the big iron pot that Liros brought. Kurtz picked up the edge of the iron pot and looked inside. Tsk your tongue and make an exaggerated mouth gesture to me , that is the word for 'bison meat' in the orc language. I was not tall enough next to him and could not see what was in the iron pot at all. After hearing what Kurtz said, it turned out that Liros's big pot was not brought empty. Instead, it was filled with a whole pot of bison meat.

Liros walked up from the river, with water dripping all over his body and didn't care, as if he didn't know what cold was.

After he put the iron pot on the stove, I moved the palm-sized fire-gathering scroll that we originally opened and placed it at the bottom of the iron pot. Only then did I realize awkwardly that the campfire, which was originally enough for us to cook any food, was too big for this. The pot was obviously too small for a huge pot. Liros took another wooden bucket from the dragon, went directly to the river, picked up a dozen buckets of river water and poured it into the pot. Then he looked at the flames under the iron pot and scratched his head.

But this doesn’t matter to us!

I directly took out the bunch of magic scrolls in my pocket again, tore open one and placed it under the cauldron. If one is not enough for two, then three. If two are not enough, just three. Isn't it just a waste of money? No matter what, we have to take care of this eldest brother, otherwise Qige and Catalina will always be hiding in the tent and unable to get out, which is not a problem!

In fact, there are enough flames, and boiling a large pot of hot water is not a big deal. However, Liros was also very touched that our brothers spent all their money to cook broth for him. Even ordinary orcs know the value of magic scrolls. Liros Sitting next to the iron pot and staring at the pot of hot soup in a daze, Kuz and I were a little stupid. At that time, we only wanted to help him make a pot of soup, but we never thought about how he could take the pot of hot soup back. , or sit here and wait for the soup pot to cool down?

"You are the direct sons and grandsons of the great chief of the Blood Wolf Clan. How come you are squandering so many magic scrolls?" Liros frowned and looked at the magic scrolls still burning under the pot, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"When we came out of Yemen Town, we brought a lot of them with us. We planned to use them first. These things are not valuable!" Kurtz said with a simple smile. He picked out a magic scroll with a dagger and put it right under Ross's eyelids. Next, he extinguished the flames on the scroll and rolled it up with horsetail again. He has become very skilled at doing this these days, which really shocked Liros. He didn't expect that what we took out was actually A magic scroll that can be used over and over again.

Liros took a breath, and Kurtz said that the scroll that could be used repeatedly was not valuable. The more he said this, the more he wanted to guess our identities. Kuzben was telling the truth. Originally, we didn't spend anything except the cost of some magic herbs to make these scrolls ourselves, which was only a few silver coins. However, my success rate in making the scrolls was extremely high, so the cost was reduced to one silver coin. , it can be said that it is already a cabbage price. But to Liros' ears, Kurtz's words sounded like a rich man.

Liros couldn't stand listening anymore. He stood up and thought for a moment, pointed at the nobles on the other side and said to me and Kurtz: "I can see the hatred for you in their eyes. I'm going to scare these little guys." , they just drove away!”

Liros may feel a little guilty and wants to help us drive away those noble children. I was very afraid that he would start a killing spree. The fact that Ming Qian and Dai chased us in the wilderness must not be hidden from the caravan. If these nobles were allowed to die in the wilderness, Kuz and I would escape no matter what. It doesn’t matter, so I’m still worried that they will be killed by Liros. So he quickly asked: "Are you just scaring them?"

"kindness!"

Our carefully designed escape path took a turn on the first night of arrival. A warrior from the White Wolf tribe easily solved the troubles on our tails. We were finally able to escape in this area. Wandering freely in the wilderness.