[One more update, slightly late]
The sound is really nice, crisp and clean. wwW, qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo, coM It’s just that Salin didn’t know what the wild boar meant. He only saw a pink fist getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, and then there was severe pain in his eye sockets and he fainted.
Before fainting, Salin had no fear. What appeared in his heart was the bright red beating on his breasts, which seemed to control his heart. He was hit by the fist without even reacting.
"Wake up, wake up quickly." The pleasant voice sounded again. Salin tried hard to open one eye, but felt that his left eye could no longer be opened. He barely squeezed open a small crack, and everything he saw was blurry. A soft little hand was slapping him on the face, apparently intending to wake him up.
"Okay, I'm awake!" Salin struggled to move back. The girl who hit him had already put on her clothes and was staring at Salin fiercely. Salin felt relieved, there was no murderous intent in the girl's eyes. He has killed people and can feel the breath of death.
Salin sat up and signaled that he meant no harm. He looked at the girl, and the girl looked at him.
The two were about the same age, the girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the clothes she wore made Salin stunned. She was wearing a barely-cut animal skin, the hair was turned outwards, and many places had been worn smooth. The thick stitches made this animal skin suit look particularly rough, and the congealed blood stains were black and purple all over the body.
The key is that this animal skin costume has two sections, and the girl's belly is exposed in the middle. The shining white and translucent skin makes people's eyes hurt. Especially his injured eyes, Salin couldn't help but want to open them wide, but he made himself grin.
He was wearing a pair of heavy leather boots, which were obviously not of Scotia style. The soles of the boots were actually made from the soles of Warcraft's feet. The most shocking thing is the weapon carried on the girl's back. It was a huge stick, thick at the front and thin at the back, almost as high as one side of the girl's body.
The stick shone with a metallic sheen, but Salin recognized it. It was polished from the bones of a high-level monster, and its weight was terrifying. Fortunately, she hit him with her fist, Salin was thankful.
The girl is very beautiful, with dark eyebrows, white skin, and a pair of light blue eyes. She is very close to Salin in height, has a well-proportioned body shape, and a natural demeanor, as if she has forgotten that Salin is spying on her, and she is not embarrassed at all.
"My name is Salin Metatrin, what's yours?" Salin didn't know what to say, and he couldn't stare at him with big eyes.
"My name is Sika, tell me the truth, why are you hiding here and peeping?" Sika pointed at Salin's head with her slender fingers, seeming to remember what happened just now.
Salin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "This is not a bathroom. It's so cold that I hide here and peek?"
"It makes sense!" Sika was very persuasive. She felt that Salin was right, and her expression softened again. Seeing how miserable Salin's face was, Sikka took out a small bottle and handed it to Salin.
"What's this?"
"Holy water from the Holy See, treat your eyes. I'm sorry, I hit you too hard just now." Sikka said apologetically.
"It's okay, you reacted naturally." Salin forgave Sikka.
"I'm really sorry. I wanted to take a shower just now. I was afraid that you would wake up, so I punched you again..." Shika looked at Salin innocently. Salin was so angry that no wonder he couldn't open his eyes.
But... forget it, I can't just look at others in vain. Everything has to pay a price, this is true for obtaining the magic string, and it is also true for looking at beautiful women. While comforting himself in his mind, Salin opened the bottle and poured the holy water on the injured area.
"Ah!" Salin jumped in pain. He had never used holy water, but he had read in the book about the feeling of holy water treatment. It would not be burning pain, but should be warm and comfortable.
He threw the bottle on the ground and said angrily: "What are you doing?"
Sika was also stunned. She picked up the bottle and looked at the pattern on it. She muttered to herself: "It seems to be right. Just wait and see."
If there was a wall, Salin would definitely hit it with his head. This girl obviously had a short-circuit in her brain, but the thing in the bottle did have healing properties. She secretly detected it before using it, and it seemed that it was not Shika's fault.
Sikka took off the large leather bag from her lower back and looked inside. Finally, he said with certainty: "This is indeed the holy healing water of the Holy See. I spent 5 silver coins to buy it."
Salin was confused, and his eyes hurt even more. Although 5 silver coins are low-level goods, the healing effect is still there, so it shouldn't add more damage to the damage.
Unable to figure out why this was happening, Salin suddenly felt that he was stupid as hell. He took off the metal water bottle from his waist, raised his head, and poured the liquid into the wound. His eyes felt much better immediately. This was the healing water made by Salin himself.
Repairing water, a healing drug created by first-level magic, can effectively repair injuries. The results are slower than magical spells of the same level and will not leave any sequelae.
Saleen has hundreds of magic spells in his mind, but he can only learn a dozen at the moment. This repairing water has a great effect, especially in a team. The repairing water created by a senior magician combined with magic potions can even heal old injuries.
"Why did Ni come here to take a bath in this barren mountain?" Salin raised his head and let the repairing water enter his eye sockets and soak the eyeballs. He was afraid that his eyeball blood vessels would rupture, which would affect his vision for a long time.
"I don't know either. I originally wanted to go to Hall City, so I walked into the mountains."
It turned out that he was a road idiot, and Salin was even more depressed. The punch he received was so unjust. A lost person can hit himself.
"Why are you going to Hall City?" Salin saw that she dared to go into the water on such a cold day. She was probably an accomplished swordsman, even though Sika was carrying a stick. So he can't get angry either.
"It's been hard in the mountains recently. I want to be a mercenary." Sika lowered her head.
"Are you not from Skochenia?" Salin then remembered that Sika's accent was wrong. Although he spoke the common language of the mainland, the end of each sentence was more compact and the pronunciation was rapid.
"I'm Caucasian." Sikka simply sat on the ground and exposed a thigh above her boots to Salin.
"What level are you at?" Salin saw that Sikka was easy to get along with, and he was Caucasian and relatively simple, so he thought of making friends with her. He is a low-level magician and needs a powerful swordsman as a partner.
"I don't know. Anyway, the monsters near the village will run away when they see me." Sikka looked confused. Saleen was discouraged. It was normal for the swordsmen of Caucasus to not be able to distinguish their levels. It would be foolish to ask.
The Caucasus region is not affiliated with Skochenya, nor does it belong to any principality. It is a primitive state with many high mountains and is rich in high-level warriors.
Mercenary groups all like Caucasian warriors. They are strong in both distance and close combat and have team spirit. Male Caucasian warriors basically use powerful throwing axes, with an attack radius of up to one hundred meters and more damage than archers. Moreover, the Caucasus is the only place that retains the original priest profession. The attack power of combat priests is not as good as that of magicians, but their healing ability is as good as that of magicians.
"You came out and ran around without knowing the road?" Salin's eyes felt much better, but they were still swollen. Seeing that Sika's fingers were slender and crystal clear, they were harder than a hammer.
"What are you afraid of? You won't starve to death if you go the wrong way. There are more wild animals here than there. Look, I've been wandering in the mountains for more than a month and nothing happened."
Salin finally believed that beauty and intelligence do not necessarily go hand in hand. For a confused Caucasian like Shika, there is a high possibility of being deceived. It's better to start by yourself. If it's too late, it will be unthinkable.
"Come with me to Dean, there is a relatively large professional union there." Salin confuses Sika. In fact, he also read from the book that there is not even a professional union organization in Ceylon City.
"Okay, but I don't have money. If I go to the city..."
Salin was frustrated and ran away without money. Joining the mercenary group also requires money. But that's fine. Sika has no money and can't register as a mercenary, so she can follow him.
"Eating in the city is so expensive, and cannibalism is not allowed here. Oh, it's really troublesome."
"Eat people!" Salin was startled. Although the Caucasus is primitive, there are no cannibals heard of.
"I don't mean to eat just anyone I see. That's not what I meant. Well, in Caucasian language, this sentence means to eat everything the enemy has." Sika made a hitting motion with her hand. Salin understood, it was robbery. There are records of tribes robbing each other, but Salin has seen little of this kind of thing and only knows a vague outline.
"You might as well become an independent adventurer first, it will cost less." Salin told Sikka the difference between adventurers and mercenaries. After mercenaries register with the professional union, they must pay a deposit. Once the mission fails, the lost part will be deducted from the deposit. Adventurers only need to pay the registration fee, but they cannot take on some tasks of escorting items, and the tasks of escorting items are the most frequent and profitable.
This rule does not apply to magicians. Even first-level magicians do not need to pay a deposit to join the mercenary group.
"Salin, what's your profession?" Seeing Salin's knowledgeable look, Sikka asked curiously.
"I'm a magician."
"Oh, then I'm rude." Sika bent down and made an inexplicable salute. Then he explained: "When I went out, the elder reminded me that the magicians outside the mountain are as noble as the priests."
When she said this, she looked into Salin's eyes. The swollen eye sockets were shocking. Shika felt uneasy that she had beaten a person like a priest.
Both sides felt guilty, but the conversation became easier. Salin tempted Sikka to go to Dean City, which was far away from the coast and close to the border. You could cross the Saxon Principality and enter the Qin Empire at any time.
Salin calculated well. He first did some professional tasks on the border to upgrade his level, mainly to improve his combat effectiveness, so as to avoid encountering troubles like Ceylon City in the future. If you can advance to a third-level magician, you won't be afraid of Count Sufonso's pursuit. The other party can't invite a sword master to come out, right
Even if there is such a small probability event, if he goes to the Qin Yin Empire, Count Sufonso's power will not be able to affect it. In the Qin Yin Empire, sword masters were nothing but magicians everywhere.
It is said that every city in the Qin Yin Empire has a magic tower, so there are at least hundreds of magicians above level six. Although it is small compared to the hundreds of millions of Qin Yin people, and it takes hundreds of thousands of people to produce a great magician, but relying only on these great magicians, the Qin Yin Empire can stand still. Three huge empires plus a Holy See Nothing can be done.