"That's right!"
Aladdin took a deep puff from his pipe and blew out a fist-shaped smoke ring. His expression was very rich as he said in a deep voice, "At that time, there were twenty terrifying ogres surrounding me. Their arms were as thick as my waist, and they were holding huge spiked maces in their hands. When they swung their maces, the sound of the wind was very frightening. If I was careless, my head would have been smashed by them."
He held the pipe and gestured the size of the spiked maces. He even pretended to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead. Suddenly, he lowered his voice and said, "The situation at that time was very dangerous. I tried my best to dodge their attacks, and a few of them just brushed past my clothes. But thank Lady Luck, these slow guys didn't hit me at all. Instead, I used my short sword to cut their thighs. … I found a wooden barrel in front of me … So I ran with all my might … "
"This difficult battle lasted for a long time! … Finally, these heavy guys couldn't take it anymore and I knocked them down one by one. … Yes. After that, I calmly left the ogre's nest. … … "
It had to be said that his storytelling skills were very good.
Although Søren knew that he was bragging, he couldn't help but feel that it was very interesting. Even Gloria who was beside him leaned over and listened with interest.
With the thickness of the fat on the ogres' bodies, it was already good enough that the two short swords in his hands could cut through the fat layer.
Twenty ogres, after deducting the fat, were at most four or five. Perhaps because of their small size, the halfling liked to use exaggerated metaphors to describe himself. Vivian who was beside him listened very seriously. The little girl liked to listen to stories, especially when the halfling was about the same height as her. It was very immersive to listen to stories. Stories about halflings were very popular among human children because they could imagine themselves as halflings in battle.
Time passed quickly like this.
Perhaps it was because of the lively halfling, the journey was much more cheerful. From time to time, he would tell stories of his adventures to Vivian. Although the content of the stories was exaggerated, it was obvious that he had been to a lot of places and encountered a lot of difficult characters. Søren couldn't determine his profession level, but it seemed that Aladdin should be a Grade 3 Rogue, and he seemed to be good at making mechanisms and alchemy. He also gave Vivian several exquisite gadgets.
They were all made with alchemy and mechanical techniques.
The little girl received more and more gifts. The guards of the caravan gave her quite a lot, and so did Gloria. Even Gloria's mother, who was mean and unscrupulous to Søren, also gave her some small gifts. Now, the little girl had a special multi-dimensional bag, which was filled with all the gifts she had received.
In the evening.
Søren untied the horses and let them graze while he began to prepare dinner.
Aladdin volunteered to let them have a taste of the food made by a gourmet who traveled around the world. Søren missed the food made by the Halfling. He looked at Vivian's longing expression and immediately nodded in agreement. There was a river next to the foothold. The Halfling quickly took out a few sticks from the bag and assembled a fishing rod in the blink of an eye. He first set up a campfire, took out a small pot and put water in it. He also took out some mushrooms and spices.
"I picked this up in the woods today. I've tasted it, and it's delicious."
Aladdin poured some fine salt into the pot, then took the fishing rod and walked to the river. He said as he walked: "Wait for me for a while. When the soup is boiling, I'll catch the fish. I'm a fishing master in my hometown."
Vivian curiously followed him, and Gloria also came to the side with great interest.
Aladdin looked at the little girl beside him and smiled: "Do you want to give it a try? I have a fishing rod here! "
"Okay." Vivian quickly nodded her little head.
So, the Halfling took out a few more sticks, reassembled a fishing rod, and handed it to the little girl. Vivian held the fishing rod with her little white hands, and imitated Aladdin's action of throwing the bait into the river.
The Halfling looked back at the campfire, then sat by the river and continued to brag: "In my hometown, the Shire, there's a fishing competition every autumn. The first place gets a very good prize. Basically, as long as I'm in my hometown, I'll definitely be the champion of the fishing competition. So when those guys heard that I was going on a trip, they were immediately overjoyed. They were eager to win this year's fishing competition. "
Søren didn't know how many times the Halfling bragged that he was the champion of the fishing competition.
He probably won the fishing competition before, but it was hard to say whether he was the champion every year. Moreover, the fishing competition was part of the Halfling's autumn celebration. Every Halfling Village would hold such a competition.
The Halfling Aladdin was still talking about his most glorious achievements and how many fish he had caught. Vivian's fishing float moved a little. The little girl excitedly held the fishing rod and whispered: "Sister Gloria! Come here quickly! The fish took the bait! "
Gloria didn't seem to have fished much. She walked behind her with great interest and whispered: "Don't worry, wait for a while. It hasn't taken the bait yet."
The noble Northern Witch naturally didn't prepare food by herself. If she needed to eat fish, someone would definitely send it to her immediately.
"Don't worry."
Aladdin looked over and was immediately surprised: "Lucky little girl, slow down. It looks like a big fish."
Søren was preparing to roast the fish over the fire.
Suddenly, Vivian's yelling came from the river. Her little body was dragged forward by the fishing rod. Gloria, who was next to her, immediately reached out and hugged her. Then, both of them began to yell. The Halfling on the side also shouted, saying something like, "Slow down! Slow down! Slow down! Slow down!" Søren looked over with a smile, then slowly walked over. Vivian's cute little face was flushed red, and her breathing was a little messy. She was holding a 30-centimeter long fish tightly with both hands. She raised the fish in front of Søren and said excitedly: "Brother, look! Vivian caught a big fish! "
The fish was probably close to 12 pounds.
Such a big fish had a lot of strength in the water. It wasn't easy to catch it, and the fishing line would break if you didn't control it well. Søren glanced at Gloria next to him. After seeing the smile on her face, he immediately understood that she had used the Magician's Hand. Otherwise, it would be impossible to catch it without some skill. (Generally, it was difficult to catch fish that weighed more than 5 pounds.)
Søren reached out and touched her little head. He took the fish and said: "Vivian, good job! It's up to you today! "
The little girl nodded happily. Her little face was full of joy.
She was always easy to satisfy. As long as it was something interesting, it could make her happy for a long time.
Søren pulled out his dagger and cut open the fish's belly. On the other side, Vivian was still fishing very seriously. She whispered softly, hoping that the fish would take the bait quickly. She didn't know if she was particularly lucky, but she actually caught a second fish immediately. On the other hand, Aladdin, who had been bragging for a long time, didn't even take the bait. When the little girl caught the third fish, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore.
He put down the fishing rod and jumped into the river. After a while, there was no trace of him. Then his head popped out with a big fish in his hand. He raised it high towards Vivian and laughed: "I caught it! I caught it! "
The two people present were a little speechless.
They didn't have much to eat. The Halfling put away the fishing rod. Seeing the little girl's unsatisfied look, he simply gave her the other fishing rod.
Then he began to prepare dinner, taking out bags of seasonings from his pocket.
Some of them were used to make fish soup, and some were used to grill fish. Søren even smelled a fragrance similar to cumin. The Halfling was a race that was best at cooking. Many rare seasonings were only available in their hands. It had to be said that his cooking was really good. This meal should be the most delicious meal Søren had ever eaten since he came to this world. Vivian's little belly was bulging, and Gloria also tasted a lot. It seemed that his title as a gourmet was not a bluff. His cooking skills were definitely at the level of a master.
It was the third day of the trip.
Søren met a Halfling gourmet. His destination was the mountain fortress, and he was going to try the Iron Dwarves' Blazing Fire Wine.
They would travel together to Autumnfall, and then part ways.
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