The first rays of the morning sun shone on the plains.
Søren drove the carriage forward. The road became a lot bumpy, so they didn't move very fast.
Vivian sat in front of the long table in the carriage, sitting upright with her legs crossed. There was a mirror in front of her, and Gloria was behind her, combing her hair. Speaking of which, Søren wasn't a good brother. There were a lot of things that the little girl took care of herself, and he didn't have the energy to pay attention to so many trivial things. Gloria's appearance seemed to make up for this emptiness. She seemed to be playing the role of a mother. With a gentle smile on her face, she carefully combed the little girl's hair into a beautiful ponytail.
"It's done."
Gloria tied the long hair with a pink hair band, picked up the mirror and looked in front of Vivian. She smiled and said: "It's very beautiful. Our Vivian looks like a little princess. "
The little girl smiled sweetly. She looked in front of the mirror, stroked the hair band lovingly, and thanked Gloria behind her: "Thank you, sister Gloria. It's really beautiful. "
After that, the little girl rolled her big eyes and whispered: "I don't want to be a princess, or I'll be taken away by the dragon."
Pfft.
Gloria couldn't help but laugh. She reached out and stroked the little girl's long hair, and said helplessly: "Naughty."
Søren was chewing the jerky in his mouth. When he heard the sound behind him, he couldn't help but smile. He looked back at the two of them, and then continued to drive the carriage forward. Perhaps because of what happened yesterday, their relationship had become a lot closer. The Northern Witch in front of him was really different from the ones Søren had seen before. The more he interacted with her, the more he found her shining points. She was beautiful, elegant, and gentle. When she spoke, her eyes could affect one's mood. She was really a good woman.
Perhaps the arrogance at the beginning was just a disguise. After all, everyone wore a mask on their face.
Take Søren for example. Most of the time, he appeared cold and distant. This was to prevent others from observing his emotions and thoughts. Another example would be Vivian. Most of the time, she was a well-behaved little girl in the eyes of others, but in fact, she was also a little mischievous. This was something that even the priestess who was close to her did not notice. Only Søren, who was closest to her, and Gloria, who was in front of her, could tell that the little girl could be very mischievous at times.
This was a very good thing.
The mischievous Vivian was better than the well-behaved Vivian, because Søren had always been worried that she was too well-behaved and would not be able to adapt.
If she really was the Divine Child, then it would be a fatal thing.
One's soul could remain pure, but one's thoughts could not be pure. Pure people would find it difficult to survive in this dangerous world.
A large herd of wild goats could be seen in the distance. There were many wild beasts like this in the wilderness. They did not have powerful abilities, and could only rely on the herd to survive and protect themselves. Usually, a small number of ferocious leaders would be born from these goats. They were stronger than the rest of the herd, and had a Creature Level of three to five. Sometimes, they would even dare to fight with wolves. This was very similar to humans. In humans, the strong protected the weak and maintained the space for them to survive.
The leader of the goats discovered the carriage in the distance. It let out a low cry, and its thick horns nudged the lambs beside it, driving them into the plains. The leader of the goats enjoyed the most beautiful green grass. In order to ensure that the strongest offspring had the most mates, they were also responsible for protecting them when they encountered danger. When they could not fight back, they would find the most effective way to escape, and the rest of the herd would follow them.
They were under the protection of the Druil.
If it was only a small-scale hunt for survival, the Druil would not interfere. However, if it was a large-scale hunt, the Druil would appear with their anger. They stubbornly maintained the balance of nature. If there were too many goats, they would also mercilessly kill some of them to ensure that the green grass would not be eaten clean.
Paladins were annoying, and so were the Druil.
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Vivian sat in the carriage and read. The little girl was more sensible than before.
The speed at which she absorbed knowledge surprised both of them. Vivian had already read one-third of the books that Gloria carried with her. One had to know that there were hundreds of books as thick as bricks, and they were filled with dense professional knowledge. Although she had only memorized it for now, as long as she was given some time, she would definitely become a knowledgeable Spell Caster. Knowledge was more important to a spellcaster than spell slots. The more powerful a spellcaster was, the more knowledge they needed.
The wilderness was much calmer than before.
Most of the monsters had voluntarily migrated to this area, and they would not dare to come close for a long time.
However, there were still some scattered kobolds and goblins. These creatures were basically everywhere, and the Whiterun Guards did not have the time to deal with them. At most, a new nest of them would be born next year. In the afternoon, Søren met a traveler. The traveler belonged to a race that was relatively rare in the South. It was also a very popular race.
It was a halfling.
He was very small, only about one meter tall. He wore child-sized clothes and had two short swords at his waist. Although they were swords, they looked more like daggers to Søren. The Halfling did not have a lot of fur on his body, especially on his feet and the back of his hands. He probably weighed only about 30 to 40 pounds. He used a strong rope to hold the two goblins. From time to time, he would kick them a few times, driving the two little monsters in the wilderness forward.
When he saw the carriage in the distance, he immediately jumped up in excitement and waved at Søren. "Hey! Can you give me a ride? "
Gloria poked her head out to take a look, then naturally sat back down.
The little girl looked at him and giggled as she gestured at his height. She then whispered into Søren's ear, "Big brother! Look! It's a halfling! He's really only a little taller than Vivian. "
It was a very small and inconspicuous halfling.
If they were in a place with dense weeds, they would not have been able to see him if he did not jump up.
"You guys are lucky." The halfling untied the rope and kicked the two goblins. They immediately ran away. He put away the rope and whispered, "How dare you steal my food. You won't be so lucky next time."
Søren slowed down the carriage slightly, and the halfling jumped up. He was very agile. He stroked the horse's back with his hand, then stepped on the thin rope and sat next to Søren. He smiled and said, "Thank you so much. I've been walking in the wilderness alone for many days. Finally, I can take a break. "
Halflings were the best rogues. They were even more talented than Søren when it came to stealth. If they did not wear shoes, they would have an innate 20 points of stealth. They would not be able to hear any footsteps.
"Hello, esteemed witch."
"Hello, beautiful little girl."
The halfling had good eyesight. He smiled and said hello, then looked at Søren who was sitting next to him and introduced himself, "Hello fellow traveler, my name is Aladdin. Aladdin – Tobacco – Norodom. I'm a rogue and a gourmet who has traveled around the world."
"Nice to meet you."
Søren did not answer, but the corner of his mouth twitched when he heard the name.
Vivian was very curious. She walked up to the halfling and pinched his baby face. Aladdin was not angry. He smiled and let her touch him. He blinked and said, "Little girl, is this the first time you've seen a halfling? This is what I look like. I'm about the same height as you. "
Halflings had good tempers. They were a race that was easy to produce good people.
They were favored by many gods, and they were a race that greatly respected the gods. Even if the gods were weak, the Halflings would still show their respect to them. They were the number one foodies in the world. They were also the race with the most gourmets. Many of the curious halflings would try all the delicacies in the world before traveling. Most of the time, it was easy for them to gain the favor of other races. If they encountered bad people, they could easily escape with their skills.
They were a race that was favored by the goddess of luck.
Among all intelligent creatures, halflings were the only race with a natural bonus of luck. If a halfling was blessed by the gods, they would have an additional ability called [Hero's Luck], which gave them a bonus of 1 point in any situation. This race was often seen in many epic legends. They were the best companions of epic protagonists and were very willing to help those they recognized.
However, they were very weak and relied more on their agility in battle.
Quite a large number of halflings did not even have 10 points of strength. The average strength of a halfling was only 8 points. A common halfling with 12 points of strength was already very high.
There were not many halflings. Most of them were active in the Shire and Mrodor area. The population was at most a few hundred thousand, and they had not expanded for thousands of years.
They were protected by the [Halfling Guardian Goddess], Yoltanka. She was an ancient powerful god, and the halflings had been living under her protection for countless years. They were very curious, but they had no intention of fighting for supremacy. If no one disturbed them, these little halflings were born to be optimistic. They liked to grow tobacco, brew liquor, and pursue good food.
That's right.
They also liked to brag!
They especially liked to sit down with a pipe in their mouth, take a deep puff, and then start bragging to others.
So when Aladdin took out his pipe and took out the special tobacco from his pocket, Søren knew that he was going to brag to Vivian.
He had seen this scene more than once.
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