Cultivation of Magic Continent

Chapter 2: Male male, male male, dog male male.

Jerry looked at the two in front of him warily.

The man standing in front stuck out his tongue in embarrassment under Jerry's vigilant gaze, and was about to speak, but the man in black robe behind him patted his shoulder and interrupted him before he could speak. export words.

"Give the herbs to the old man, and tell him to remember the hot spring season and bring us some wine." The man's voice was low, with an inexplicable temptation, but Jerry didn't dare to relax his vigilance. There are many tricks in the dark department. Yes, the strong breath of death on the person in front of him is so far away, Jerry can feel that he is suffocating.

The whole hall was quite dull, and even the always active fire element was no longer active under the erosion of the strong death element.

But the man in front of the Necromancer nodded without feeling anything, walked over and handed the herb in his hand to the shopkeeper, after the shopkeeper took it, he smiled mischievously, and quickly placed the shopkeeper on the table The bottle of wine was snatched.

The man jumped and ran towards the necromancer, and smiled at Jerry when he passed by him.

Jerry couldn't help being startled, and returned a smile. Looking at his figure running away, he couldn't help frowning, feeling a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was so strange.

But after the man took the wine made by the owner, he disappeared into the wind and sand outside with the necromancer, and Jerry's tense nerves relaxed.

"That child is indeed a Necromancer." Seeing that Jerry relaxed, the old shop owner couldn't help but said in deep thought: "However, the whole town is very grateful to him. If there is no such child, perhaps Raving Whispering Town will go back to 100 years ago. Like a place controlled by the undead."

Jerry was noncommittal, even though he knew that there were good and bad in the dark department, but he had some prejudices against the necromancer who manipulated the corpse of the dead and defiled the dead.

Seeing Jerry's appearance, the old shopkeeper just smiled, and said generously: "Although for outsiders like you, the necromancer may be a very hateful object, but in this place that has been controlled by the necromancer for a long time , we are more receptive to darkness."

The old shopkeeper continued to chatter, and Jerry also listened silently, slowly sorting out a train of thought.

The necromancer named Narnia was a person who didn't know where it was. He was abducted here by a necromancer. The land regains the shadow of the undead past.

And finally, on the day when the Necromancer was about to step into the top level, an ominous atmosphere of darkness permeated the entire sky, and the people in the town followed the dark atmosphere to find the hiding place of the Necromancer, but when the townspeople turned to the Necromancer When his guardian magic was at a loss, the gate of the necromancer's magic tower opened by itself.

They went in and found the necromancer dead.

And beside the dead body of the necromancer is a little boy, who is today's Narnia.

Jerry was attracted by this story, but there was no active and strange person in this story, so he couldn't help asking: "Then what about that person?"

"Which one?" The old shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "You mean little grains? That's the child Narnia picked up by himself."

Jerry frowned, feeling that the two of them should be about the same age, what kind of saying is the child he picked up by himself.

The old shopkeeper smiled mysteriously, as if he could see the question in Jerry's heart: "They are partners."

"!" Jerry's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking in his heart for a while, and he didn't know how to express all the feelings, and he barely suppressed all kinds of bitterness and incomprehensible psychology in his heart. , speaking, with a harsh tone: "You...allow same-sex together?"

The old shopkeeper sneered and took out another bottle of wine from under the counter. The fragrance smelled like a dream. The old shopkeeper took a sip before answering Jerry: "It's nothing to do with sex when two people are together. If you like it, Would you like to live together for the rest of your life? Isn’t that the same thing, allow? Our attitude has nothing to do with them, and we don’t live by looking at other people’s faces, so only you who live in comfort can look for so many things.”

Jerry hugged Reese tightly, and this was the only action that could express his inner unrest. He repeatedly thought about what the old shopkeeper said, and his face turned pale and green.

The Griffon Empire is a thoroughly religious country. The teachings of the goddess Amway spread throughout the empire. The status of the High Hierarch is almost equal to that of the King. As the backing, there will be no such thing as rebellion, so the status of the great hierarch is detached, and most of the people in charge are religious sacrifices and the replacement of the king.

Jerry has seen one side of the high priest.

When he was about to be punished for religious crimes, even though he escaped later, he still left an extremely deep memory in his heart for the Great Hierarch.

The most profound thing is that the person sealed all his magic.

The level of the Great Hierarch is the twelfth highest level of human beings, so the seal is naturally unusual, and Jerry probably has no chance to break it in his life.

Jerry stretched out his hand with a wry smile, carrying all kinds of elements not far or near, his body was so empty that he couldn't feel any magic power, as if a part of him was born with a lost feeling that was bestowed by the great leader.

And the religious crime Jerry committed was nothing more than his desire to bravely hold the same-sex hand like those two people today, regardless of the secular vision.

According to the doctrine, the crime of same-sex love should deprive all rights, that is, the special rights of magicians, knights, nobles, etc., and the freedom of civilians, which is equivalent to slaves.

When Jerry came back to his senses, the old shopkeeper had already left, leaving only a little candle still burning to illuminate the empty hall.

Jerry didn't know how to express his mentality, so he could only let him run wild in his heart. The strange thing was that the person who refused to be with him and sued him to the church became more and more blurred.

The sense of loss of losing magic is heavy on his heart.

The voice of the old shopkeeper came from upstairs, a bit empty: "Young man, remember not to let the wind and sand blow out the candle later, and Narnia is very proficient in herbs and seals."

"Maybe you can try it. He is said to be able to undo all the seals, although it's just a rumor."

Before the old shopkeeper could finish his words, Jerry ran out of the gate fiercely, carried Ruixi in his arms and disappeared into the wind and sand, and the wind and sand brought by opening the gate blew out the candle.

This time, the old shopkeeper said with some helplessness: "Young man, you are so energetic. Hey, I'm going down to light candles again."

Otherwise, how do you find it back.

The author has something to say: I know this plot is a bit bloody...but I reminded you again.

Headache, the outline of this article is too complicated and I have too many duck pears. Fortunately, the outline of the soy sauce duo is very farming, otherwise the duck pears are too big for me to eat...

The more I write, the more I want to open new pits, tragedy.

Clicking is finally about to go to 2W, and I strongly urge everyone to come and eat after being imprisoned! ! (Hello

——by1.12

Catch insects, there are two words missing, ah 囧, finally say 嘤嘤嘤 without typos.

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