Ryan turned his back and walked towards Barrett who was lying on the ground. The sound of Vivian's hurried footsteps came from behind him. After a while, there was another rustling sound. Ryan knew That was Vivian putting on her tights, and the almost perfect female body of Vivian that he had seen not long ago appeared in front of his eyes. Ryan sighed slightly and used his powerful The mental power forcefully expels the image of Vivian in his mind.
"It seems that becoming a magician has such benefits." Ryan said mockingly in his heart: "But it is estimated that nine out of ten men do not want to do this. Is this because magicians have become more and more popular over the years? The reason why there are so few.”
After Ryan said this in his mind, he found it funny when he thought about it. If he really wanted to become a powerful magician, I'm afraid money, status, and women would all come to his doorstep, and these are what most people spend their entire lives on. Pursuit, if this is the case, then how can people refuse to become a magician
However, the actual situation now is: I am afraid that 70% of the 10,000 adventurers are warriors, and the other 20% are probably archers and thieves. Among the remaining 1,000 people, there are rangers, priests, animal trainers, etc. There are countless of them. It would be great to have 5 real magicians.
Ryan has also had adventure experience for several years. In his opinion, the scarcity of magicians should be because the threshold for learning magic is too high and it is difficult for ordinary people to access it. Perhaps this is why the great mage Melen formulated the magician It was probably because of the training plan. It was a pity that the plan failed in the end, but Mellen's hard work was not in vain. At least 200 years later, this plan still trained a Ryan under the auspices of Mr. Delanai.
These not very coherent thoughts flashed through Ryan's head quickly, and he quickly walked to Barrett's side. The thief he had only been with for a few days had turned into a corpse, and his chest was poisoned. The wound penetrated by the manticore had begun to rot, and a strong stench assaulted his nostrils, making Ryan frown slightly.
Ryan took out a towel from his body and gently drew a miniature magic circle with his hand, gathering some of the free water elements in the air to form a fist-sized water ball. Then he soaked the towel and covered it. After cutting his nose and mouth, Ryan squatted down, picked up a branch and gently fiddled with Barrett's wound, even though he knew that the poison on the manticore's tail could take away a person's health in an instant. Life, but Ryan still has the idea of a contingency in his mind. It is a pity that he is not a priest, otherwise he would have started to release spells to save Barrett.
After carefully examining Barrett's wound, Ryan shook his head. Not to mention the poison, just such a wound directly piercing a person's chest is enough to kill him. Now recalling the situation just now, It is estimated that this thief wanted to launch a sneak attack from behind, but unfortunately he underestimated the ability of the Manticore Lion. Instead, he launched a sneak attack against him and killed him with one blow.
"Well, although you didn't have any good intentions in joining my team, you still helped me a lot. Without you, I would have suffered a lot while venturing in the wilderness." Wei came from behind Ryan. Hearing Vivian's voice, he stood up, turned around, and saw that Vivian had put on her leather armor neatly. After seeing Ryan's clear eyes, the latter blushed slightly, but still asked Ryan in a low voice. Said: "Can you help me bury him?"
Ryan nodded and began to look around, preparing to find a better habitat for Barrett. Who knew that Vivian's voice sounded again: "Don't bother, no matter how deep we bury, we will still be buried." If it’s dug out by wild beasts, it’s better to use the most common destination for adventurers.”
"The most common destination." Ryan asked,
"Well, let's dig a pit, cremate Barrett's body and then bury it in it. This will save his soul from being corroded after death." Vivian said casually: "This custom actually started 200 years ago. , It is said that at that time, the lichs of the Undead Legion could use secret methods to resurrect the dead. In order to prevent their dead relatives and friends from becoming tools of these bones, people used this method to bury their relatives."
"Okay then." Ryan nodded. He had vaguely heard similar rumors, and the poison from the manticore on Barrett's body was the best way to purify it with flames.
Vivian pulled out her long sword and started digging half-kneeling on the spot. Since it was near a water source, the land was not very hard. Vivian's long sword quickly dug out a shallow pit, but it was It is precisely because there are forests and water sources here that Vivian encountered tree roots as she dug further. These trees may be decades or even hundreds of years old. Their roots are intertwined, making it difficult even with a long sword. Cut off, Vivian's excavation progress began to slow down,
Ryan took out a dagger, cut off a branch as thick as an arm from the tree, and joined in the digging. The two of them worked for a while before they dug out a branch that could accommodate Barrett to lie in. In the deep pit, Ryan used a few branches to push Barrett's body into it, and then recited a magic spell of fireball.
Vivian watched Barrett's body gradually disappear in the flames, and suddenly murmured to herself: "Fire can indeed purify everything."
After Barrett's body turned to ashes, Ryan pushed some branches through some soil to cover the deep pit, then tied two branches of similar thickness across each other and inserted them in front of Barrett's grave.
After Ryan finished doing this, he turned to Vivian and said, "Do you want to engrave something?"
Vivian looked at the slightly white sky, shook her head and said, "What's the point? The sun rises and sets every day, but who cares if what rises today was yesterday's, even if you are a legend He is such a great hero, and a few people will remember his name hundreds of years later."
Ryan said: "Vivian, you seem to be very pessimistic now."
Vivian sighed and answered the question: "Let's go see the prey."
Ryan then remembered the manticore that was frozen into an ice sculpture, and thought of another member of Vivian's team, the shooter Owen. He said to Vivian: "Ah, where is Owen, why didn't I see it? he."
Vivian stopped Ryan from looking around and said to Ryan in very straightforward words: "You can't find him. I can make a bet with you. The bet can be anything. After what happened last night, I have always been stingy and human. He is mean and will definitely worry about your revenge, maybe he is far away from here now."
"Retaliation." Ryan asked in confusion: "Why should I take revenge on him? He didn't offend me."