With a plop, Morrisons threw the little boar on his shoulder to the ground. He looked at Han Jin and said, "Is it enough? Shall I take a look around? "
"Such a big boar. It must be at least 50 kilograms, right? It should be enough for us to eat. What's the point of taking a look around? "Sassoux laughed.
Stillberg had already set up the firewood. He reached into his pocket and said, "Young Master, this is bad! We left in a hurry and didn't bring any fire. "
"There's a Magician here. Why would we need fire?" Morrisons curled his lips.
Sassoux laughed. Without any movement, a ball of fire the size of a fist appeared in his palm. It landed on the firewood, and the fire burned fiercely.
"You … you're really a Magician?" Stillberg stuttered. His eyes were full of reverence.
"What's there to be surprised about?" Sassoux laughed. "You'll know when you get to the Beitman. There are many Magicians like me."
"Mr. Sassoux, can I learn magic?"
"You … it's hard to say. I'm just a Magician. I'm not qualified to appraise others. If you really want to learn magic, you should go to the Magic Academy."
"Oh …" Stillberg replied dispiritedly. He knew very well that it was impossible. Even if he went to the Magic Academy one day, he would take care of the Young Master in the name of a servant.
Moxinke stretched out his foot and flipped the boar over like a wooden stick, exposing its grey belly. Moxinke stabbed down with his huge sword. The seemingly not sharp sword easily pierced into the boar's throat. Then, Moxinke waved his hand and cut open the boar's belly. "Bang!" Moxinke waved his hand and cut the boar's belly in half.
Han Jin had been paying attention to Morrisons's movements, and Morrisons was playing the role of a butcher. The greatsword in his hand danced casually, and his movements were agile and swift. He had a good grasp of his strength, and with just a few light flicks, he was able to clean out the wild boar's innards.
Under the fire, the aroma of the meat gradually spread out. The few of them chatted as they waited. Seeing that it was about time, Morrisons grabbed half of the thigh and started chewing. Stillberg was stunned. He reached out and grabbed a big piece of meat, but he was no match for Morrisons. Before he could put the meat into his mouth, he suddenly screamed and threw the meat to the ground. Then, he blew on his fingers.
"What are you fighting for?" Sassoux asked in confusion.
"Hmph … hmph …" Morrisons snorted a few times, but his tone was strange. It was hard to tell if he was mocking or criticizing himself.
Steelberg reluctantly grabbed a branch and pierced it into the meat. Then he held the meat and hid aside, eating it in small bites.
"I really don't understand you guys …" Sassoux shook his head. "You guys eat first. I'm going to meditate."
Morrisons and Stillberg looked at Sassoux sympathetically, but they did not remind him. Only those who had experienced it themselves knew how scary reality was. In the past few days, the two of them had more or less understood Han Jin. They believed that Han Jin's appetite was limitless. He did not eat all day because he was afraid that he would not have enough money to spend, not because he could not eat!
When it came to eating, Han Jin was never shy. Currently, he could only absorb energy from food, and energy was the foundation of everything. Without energy, he could not do anything.
Han Jin grabbed half of a thigh and put it to his mouth. His movements seemed elegant, but in reality, the speed at which he ate the food was several times faster than Morrisons. Morrisons needed to chew before swallowing the food. This kind of action was superfluous for Han Jin. If his body was big enough, he could even swallow the wild boar whole. His unimaginable digestive ability provided him with a strong guarantee. He could only starve to death, but he would not be stuffed to death.
Feeling traces of energy entering his body was the happiest moment for Han Jin. Every bit of energy added to his body was a bit more satisfaction, a bit more security, and a bit more hope.
When Stillberg was full and leaned against a tree to stretch, Han Jin had already eaten half of the wild boar. When he finished his meditation and slowly walked back, he saw a bonfire burning. The bonfire was empty, but the ground was full of bones.
"No way …" This knowledgeable bard couldn't believe his eyes at this moment.
"Hehe … Hehe …" Morrisons laughed gloatingly.
"Haha …" Stillberg laughed too.
"That's for you." Han Jin pointed at half of the wild boar's head on a leaf with a happy smile on his face. He had a reason to be happy. A few pieces of bread could provide him less than a dollar of energy, and meat could provide much more energy than bread. After eating this wild boar, his body was filled with hundreds of dollars of energy. How could he not be happy? In the past, when he was looking for food in the forest, he did not dare to go too deep because he did not know much about the magical beasts. This time, it was all thanks to Morrisons.
"You …" Cessacioun was about to say something when an annoying noise came from afar. The source of the noise was approaching at a very fast speed. Cessacioun's face changed greatly. "Oh no! It's the Black Crows! "
"You guys go first. Sassoux and I will stay!" Morrisons shouted in a low voice.
"Stillberg, leave now!"
"Young master, what about you?"
"I'll stay." Han Jin was not a reckless person, but sometimes, he had to face what he had to face, or at least face it together with his companions. There would always be someone stronger than him. Unless he could reach the highest position, there would always be danger. If he ran into danger and avoided it, he might have to rely on others for protection for the rest of his life. His self-esteem would not allow him to do that. Besides, the danger was not clear yet. Since Morrisons was in a fighting stance, it meant that there was room for him to maneuver around. This was also a chance for him to prove his strength and compare the difference between them. Why should he leave?
"Young master, if you don't leave, I won't leave either!" Stillberg gritted his teeth.
"It's too late. Don't make a sound." Sassoux said in a low voice. He waved his hand, and a ball of soil floated up from the ground and buried the bonfire. Then, he began to chant a spell in a low voice. A faint circle of light enveloped them all.
Han Jin suddenly realized that their shadows had disappeared. What kind of magic was this? Han Jin could not help but open his eyes wide.
The noise was getting closer and closer. Han Jin and the others could clearly see a very agile figure jumping around in the branches and leaves. Behind the figure and above it, there were thousands of crows cawing and chasing after it. It was like a living dark cloud. Although one or a few crows would fall every time the figure turned around, there were just too many of them.
"Help? Or not? "Morrisons said in a very low voice.
The silhouette suddenly paused and looked in that direction. It seemed like he had heard voices, but in that short moment, the circling black crows had already cut off his escape route. They surrounded him firmly on a large tree and started to attack him madly.
The figure was an archer, but at this moment, shooting arrows was meaningless. He leaned against the tree trunk and used his longbow to block with all his might. Although the crows could only attack with their sharp beaks and claws, they had the advantage in numbers. The figure blocked left and right and gradually fell into a disadvantage. It was only a matter of time before he was defeated.
Sassoux chanted a few spells in a low voice and suddenly walked out of the light. He waved his hand, and a green net-like object with a diameter of more than 30 meters appeared out of thin air. It covered most of the crows and the figure.
The crows were affected by the spell and their flying speed suddenly slowed down. Then, they fell down like raindrops. In the blink of an eye, they formed a 'mountain of crows' on the ground. The crows that were lucky enough to escape the spell screeched and changed their direction, approaching Sassoux from all angles.
Morrisons University shouted and blocked Sassoux's path. His body was enveloped in a white light, and the greatsword in his hand was dazzling.
Morrisons was very tall, which could easily give people the illusion that he was a warrior who relied on brute force. In fact, his speed was very fast. With his height and long arms, and the rare greatsword, he set up an insurmountable sword array in front of Sassoux. Every crow that crashed into it was instantly crushed by the sword array, leaving behind only black feathers that fluttered like snowflakes.
Han Jin's expression was serious. He heard from Morrisons that there was a huge difference in strength between a swordsman and a fighter. Only by mastering a fighting technique could one become a fighter, and fighting techniques could maximize the power of one's combat power. If Morrisons was not being modest, and there were warriors like him everywhere, then it would be too chilling. The power of a fighter was beyond Han Jin's reach. He did not even dare to think about becoming a swordsman or a sacred swordsman. This world was a different kind of cultivation world! The super strong men mentioned by Moxinke were not inferior to the Immortals in the world of cultivation.
Sassoux began to chant again. Han Jin could feel the air, or something in the air, trembling violently. Then, a ten-meter wide fireball appeared on the 'mountain of crows' and swallowed all the crows in the fire.
The remaining hundreds of crows lost their courage to continue fighting. They screeched and flew into the sky, but Sassoux and Morrisons did not let down their guard. They scanned the forest.
The figure jumped down from the tree and said in a clear voice, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Sassoux smiled. "Are you alone?"
"Yes." The figure walked closer and finally stopped three meters away from Morrisons. "My name is Sunier. I'm a treasure hunter."
"I'm Morrisons. I'm a high-grade swordsman. He's Sassoux. He's a warlock." Morrisons replied. He did not hastily extend his hand to show his friendliness. Everyone could tell that the figure was a woman.
Sunier's gaze fell on Han Jin. Han Jin's temperament was the most outstanding. In terms of appearance, Han Jin was also the most handsome among them. Naturally, he would attract the attention of others.
Morrisons rolled his eyes and quickly introduced, "This is Raphael, a prophet and a hereditary baron."
"What?" Sunier exclaimed. Even Cessacioun turned around abruptly and looked at Han Jin with a surprised and doubtful look.
"Nice to meet you." Han Jin smiled and nodded.
Han Jin knew that Morrisons was a scheming person. He must have his reasons for introducing himself, so Han Jin did not refute.
"It's an honor to meet you." Sunier bowed.
Han Jin was a little surprised. Sunier was able to maintain her composure in front of Morrisons and Sassoux, who had saved her life. However, she had to bow in front of him. Obviously, the prophet's status was very high. However, he did not know how to respond. He could not just say, "Rise." In the end, he could only maintain his warm smile and nod.
"The Tarasha Mountains are just ahead of us. How dare you come here alone? You're quite brave. "Sassoux smiled.
"I didn't expect to meet those annoying black crows." Sunier paused. "Where are you going?"
"We're going to the Beitman," Sassoux replied.
"That's great. Can you let me go with you?"
Sassoux was about to say something, but he closed his mouth and turned to look at Han Jin. Sunier was also looking at Han Jin when she asked. Her identity as a prophet had caused some subtle changes.
"No problem." Han Jin answered without hesitation.
"Thank you so much." Sunier smiled. Her voice was very pleasant to the ears.
What a pity! The same thought flashed through the minds of Han Jin and the others at the same time. Sunier was wearing a tight soft armor. Her body curves were extremely attractive, especially her legs, which were straight and slender. Although the texture and color of her skin couldn't be seen, the beauty of the streamlined shape was enough to make people gasp in admiration. Sunier also had a head of smooth golden hair, which fluttered in the wind like silk. She was very beautiful. However, her face was covered with layers of scale-like things. There were even bumps on them. She didn't even look like a human being. If Sunier was graded from the back, she would at least score ninety-nine. However, when one looked at her from the front, she gave off a horrible feeling.
"We should leave immediately. If there are soldiers from Black Raven City, we'll be in trouble," Sassoux said softly.
"Yes." Han Jin nodded. Suddenly, he felt a very weak energy fluctuation. He turned around and saw something under the tree that was emitting a faint light.
Han Jin hurried over. The glowing things were some fingernail-sized stones. He picked one up from the ground and observed it carefully.
"Those are magic crystals of the black crows. They're useless," Morrisons said.
Han Jin almost cursed. Useless? Each magic crystal contained at least a hundred dollars' worth of energy. How could they be useless?! If he and Steelberg were alone at this moment, he would definitely shout wildly to vent the excitement in his heart.
Han Jin barely controlled his emotions and said in a low voice, "Stillberg, pick up these magic crystals and put them away."
"Yes, young master." Stillberg didn't care whether they were useful or not. As long as it was the young master's order, he would do it.
Morrisons and the others looked at each other. However, since Han Jin had already made up his mind, they couldn't say anything. Anyway, it wouldn't take too long.
"Morrisons, where can I buy these magic crystals?" Han Jin asked slowly. Since they were useless, it meant that these magic crystals were very cheap. This was the fastest way for him to reach the top!
"You can't buy them anywhere. No one will collect this kind of garbage." Morrisons shook his head.
Garbage? Han Jin took a deep breath. He didn't want to explain. He had heard from Morrisons that there were magic crystals in the bodies of low-level holy animals. However, Sassoux had burned nearly a thousand black crows to death. There were at least two or three hundred magic crystals on the ground, which added up to nearly thirty thousand dollars' worth of energy. It was enough for him to complete the Foundation Establishment. How could he not be overjoyed?!
Thousands of words turned into a sigh in Han Jin's mouth. "I … I like this forest!"
(If you have recommendations, please give me a few tickets. I can't catch up with him no matter how hard I try. I'm so depressed …)
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