It was white and translucent, with large fingernails, trembling in the wind.
Kevin took a close sniff twice, then simply took the thing off the arrowhead and twisted it lightly with his fingertips.
Oswald cleaned up the surviving Ugin cavalry a few steps away, turned his head and saw Kevin's thoughtful look, and walked over.
"What's the matter?" He looked closely at Kevin's fingertips and asked, "What is this?"
Kevin groaned, and explained in a normal way: "It was taken from the arrowhead of Mankao in the shot. If I guessed correctly, it should be insect skin."
"..." Oswald plucked his ears, "What the hell is a worm?"
Kevin glanced at him, and put his fingertips in front of his eyes: "Bug skin. Do you know about molluscs? It's just the kind of white and fat ones that move up and down, with thin skin and big stuffing. Look carefully, You can see the knots on the skin."
Oswald: "..."
For a moment, he almost wanted to slap the heavy shield on Kevin's face.
"This should be the female worm left in the bottle, and it is estimated that the flying insects released can be controlled through it." Kevin slapped the worm skin off his hands, and looked up for a moment: "Your Majesty, why is your face so green? "
Oswald frowned and took a step back, saying coldly: "Keep your dirty hands away!"
"Oh yes, I almost forgot, you're afraid of this squishy bug." Kevin smiled very stupidly.
Oswald: "..." Do you owe it
Of course, it is impossible for him to be really afraid of a mere meat worm. He just feels sick...
But there are too many excuses and it seems very unsteady, especially in front of Kevin.
Although he is now in his early twenties and has become the ruler of the Golden Lion Kingdom, he always feels that His Excellency Kevin the bastard Fassbender still seems to be playing him like a child.
Even though he is very tall, has a strong body, and even if he is not inferior to a warrior in combat and cavalry, and still has a high status, as long as he is in front of Kevin, he will still be unable to completely shake off the shadow of the past. He minded this feeling very much, as if he had been blind for more than ten years.
In order to make himself appear more mature, Oswald swallowed back a series of sarcastic remarks, and replied lightly: "Fart your fart!"
Kevin rubbed his fingers silently, but felt that the fingertips were still a little sticky, so he raised his hand and patted Oswald's shoulder, saying earnestly: "Don't be so irritable when you are young." He took the opportunity to wipe it off. Wipe your hands.
Said, he turned and walked away.
Oswald was stunned for a moment before reacting, and then snapped suddenly: "Fassbinder, don't you want to live anymore?!"
Kevin had already waved his hands and walked away.
He passed through the re-lined Ugin iron cavalry, and walked to another part of the river bank, where seven or eight tall giant orcs were gathering together, silently filling the soil.
The giant orcs are actually a very xenophobic race, and their natural size makes it difficult for them to mix with people of other races. Therefore, people of other races cannot casually participate in many important occasions, such as funerals—
Kevin was on the edge of Ugin's iron cavalry, watching from afar the group of giant orcs who buried the pile of sand made of wheat with wet soil, while carefully avoiding the sand, while pressing the wet soil tightly.
A person as tall as a mountain is nothing more than a handful after death, occupying less than an inch of space.
Their funerals were as simple and straightforward as their personalities, and could even be considered crude.
But seeing such a group of iron-blooded men squatting on the ground, patting the dirt carefully and clumsily, there was an indescribable heaviness and sadness.
It wasn't until they recited the eulogy in low animal language and straightened up that Kevin took a few steps closer.
Xiao Zheng was holding Ben's shoulders, lowering his head and talking to him, the content of the words faintly passed into Kevin's ears: "Are you really not going back to the valley? You can go back with me, my Ann and Joe are about the same age as you , you met when you were young, I promise you will become very good friends."
Ben bowed his head, his eyes were blocked by his shaggy hair, but judging from his twitching nose, he should still be choking.
Xiao didn't rush him, but just patted his shoulder lightly, comforting him silently.
It took a while for Ben to hold back his sobs completely. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his dirty hand, raised his head and said to Xiao, "Thank you, I... I've made up my mind, I won't go back to the valley."
"Then where are you going?" Xiao asked, "Where are you going if you don't go back to the valley? Although the rainy season is coming, it's still dangerous outside."
Kevin coughed, motioned for a moment before walking over, patted the bird's nest on the other side of the class, and said: