Chapter 12 Son of the Soul
“Yeats, what happened just now? Why were the trees next to the camp blown down?”
“Snow Owl has learned the second-level spell, the strong wind spell. ”
“Ah? ”
Although Yeats said it lightly.
But in just one night, Snow Owl successfully learned the second-level spell, which greatly shocked Gray and Furkas.
For a time, Snow Owl’s combat power ranking in the team soared, no longer lower than Carrot!
After all, Carrot has been pulling the cart for almost a week, and he can still kill a group of skeleton monsters alone. If he is full of energy, he will be as close to the second ring.
The carriage set off again.
“Yesterday the knight said that there was a caravan stationed nearby, right?” Yeats said.
I plan to update Gray's weapons, and also see if there are any enchanted equipment suitable for me.
“Yes, we are heading there.” said Forkas.
"Let's go on our way after lunch."
Set up camp and prepare to light a fire.
Gray is looking forward to today’s lunch.
Although the Demon Flame Sheep is a magical beast, it looks like it can be eaten.
However.
When she saw Yeats taking out the ingredients, Gray said in a daze:
“Aren’t we eating mutton? What are we doing with a sheep head?”
Magic Flame Sheep It is as big as an ox, with two curved black antelope horns on its head, its eyeballs protrude, and its shape is weird and ugly.
Yeats patted its head and explained:
"I was afraid of damaging the Magic Flame Sheep's fur and affecting the sale price, so I made a sheep head. It was very big and had a head. The demon flame sheep head is enough for the main dish."
Gray's expression was complicated.
“But this sheep head looks so scary. Will you really not have nightmares if you eat it?”
Last night, when Gray was dreaming, he dreamed of a group of crawling claws. Jumping around, trying to drag myself off the bed!
Just looking at the head of the Demon Flame Sheep is more terrifying than the creeping claws.
Will you go to hell if you eat this? !
"Don't worry, when I cook it, it won't be scary anymore." Yeats said.
increasingly skewed.
[Stewed Demonic Flame Sheep Head: Two stars. It is made from magic flame sheep head and supplemented with wild herbs. It has a unique shape and mellow gum. After consumption, the power of spells in the second ring will be increased. 】
Gray looked at the demon flame sheep head in front of her.
A weird and ugly sheep head was placed on the top of the barrel, with its protruding mouth revealing jagged teeth. The eyes were still open, and the black eyeballs were like a goat demon that would not rest in peace.
Gray: "..."
It has become scarier, okay!
Fokas is used to seeing wind and waves, and he can’t help but feel his Adam’s apple rolling at this moment.
"Master, do we really want to eat this?"
"Wait while I pour on the secret pepper and salt."
Yeats used a spoon to stir a bowl of hot oil and spices in a bowl Mixed black liquid.
After stirring, hold the bowl of spice dipping sauce high above the head of the demon flame sheep and slowly pour it over.
"Soul Son——"
Meanwhile, Yeats whispers devilishly.
“Jogoa!”
Gray:? ? ?
Is Jogoa the name of an evil god? !
The sheep's head dipped in hot oil makes a sizzling sound.
Gray swallowed hard.
I... will never eat... such a hellish creature!
Yeats took off a piece of skin from the top of the sheep's head, and it was so hot that he shouted: "Hurry up, Gray, open your mouth quickly."
"I——"
Gray opened her mouth.
However, it was really hard to refuse the food that Yeats put to his mouth with his own hands.
Before Gray came back to her senses, the fragrant and soft sheepskin had been sucked into her mouth.
Her eyes widened in horror, and then she slowly froze.
"How does it taste?" Yeats asked.
“Well...it’s not bad, not bad.”
Gray said with a confused look on his face.
"Isn't that delicious?" Yeats also took a piece of sheepskin for himself and blew it into his mouth.
The aroma of fat is combined with the aroma of sauce, stimulated by heat, making it delicious and mellow.
Yeats's eyes were slightly bright and he greeted: "Furkas, snowy owl, you two also have a try."
Not long after, the sheepskin had been eaten away.
Yeats broke open the sheep's head again in front of everyone.
Crack——
The silver-haired boy broke open the skull of the demon flame sheep head with his bare hands, his hands covered with sauce.
Gray's expression became quite exciting.
This is the first time to see such a bold side of Yeats!
After Yeats dismantled it like a butcher dismantling a cow, only the bones were left in the whole sheep head, and the meat was divided into everyone's bowls.
Gray looked at the mutton in the bowl, her resistance was greatly reduced, she picked up a piece of meat, chewed it, and whispered:
"It turns out that sheep head tastes like this...it's not bad." "Master, what is the son of the soul you mentioned just now?" Phokas was still surprised.
"It's a magic formula that makes sheep's head delicious." Yeats said casually.
"It sounds even weirder..." Phokas muttered.
Yeats smiled.
Not at all.
Is there really a soul son named Joegoa in this world?
……
After eating and drinking, we set off again.
The carriage is close to where the traveling caravan is stationed.
“I saw their camp.” Gray made a lookout gesture with his hands, “There is also a dwarf guard, and his equipment looks very high-end.”
The dwarf guard was fully armed. Wearing metal armor and carrying a war hammer at his waist, he looked well-trained.
After questioning the purpose of his visit, he waved his hand to let the pass go.
"You can discuss it directly with our host." The dwarf said in a loud voice, "She is in the main tent, you can just go directly there."
"Where is the carriage parked?" Phocas asked.
"Stop wherever you like, we don't have that much care here."
After the dwarf finished speaking, he ignored Yeats and others.
"Except for drinking too much, dwarves have always been very indifferent to humans." Gray whispered.
"I heard that all dwarves are masters of blacksmithing?" Yeats said.
"That's true, but the hiring fee for a dwarf blacksmith is quite scary, so don't expect it at Morning Frost Ridge for the time being..."
Soon, Yeats met the owner of Starlight Trading Company and called himself Lena Starlight is an Ys woman.
The biggest feature of the Yisu tribe is their animal ears. Their appearance is more human-like, and some are also accompanied by tails, animal hair and other physical features.
"To put it simply, she is the beast-eared girl." Yeats thought to himself.
Lena is about 1.75 meters tall, with red hair, two wolf-like ears, wearing bear fur armor, healthy wheat complexion and ridged muscle lines. In her previous life, she was a sports black-skinned woman. beauty.
“It turns out there are distinguished guests.” Lena smiled slightly, with a shrewd businessman’s eyes, “I wonder what goods you plan to buy?”
Lena looked at the silver-haired one of the three. As a young man, he is well-dressed and has a good temperament.
There was also an owl dozing with its eyes closed on her shoulder. It was like a rare magic pet, which made Lena pay more attention to it.
Yeats said: "Can we exchange things for things here?"
"Of course, what are you going to give in exchange?"
"The materials of the Demon Flame Sheep, including the small pieces of magic crystal it accompanies."
Lena's eyes flickered slightly and said: " What do you plan to exchange? Weapons, armor, scrolls, we can always find goods that satisfy you."
"I want to see the enchanted weapons you have here"
Ye Zhi said. : "There are also cold-resistant seeds, regardless of variety, the more the better."
Lena nodded and said: "Please follow me to the warehouse."
Outside the tent, the noise was loud.
“Come on!”
“You two haven’t had enough to eat!”
In the camp, the caravan guards formed a large circle, and a warg was fighting with Another giant vulture fights.
The warg is a huge, ferocious beast of great value. For example, if orcs, goblins and other races can conquer wargs, they can become high-level arms "warg cavalry".
The giant vulture relied on its flight advantage and was in a stalemate with the warg, but its injuries were increasing and its cry was hoarse.
Yeats looked at it curiously, and Lena's voice came from beside him.
"Are you interested in fighting beasts?"
As a life player, Yeats had little interest in this PVP mode and shook his head.
"I see that you have contracted a demon pet, that's why you ask this question." Lena put her hands on her hips and said, "Actually, we also have a lot of feed suitable for demon pets here, all made by specialized gourmets. "
Lena smiled and said: "Or, you can also participate in the beast fighting meeting organized by ourselves in our camp. No matter you lose or win, we will provide you with a certain discount, and you will get gold coins if you win. Reward."
Hearing this, Yeats glanced at the ferocious warg and quickly understood Lena's intention.
Participating in a battle of beasts, it's okay if you win, but if you lose, you will have to treat your demon pet, and then the doctor in the camp will be able to charge a fee.
He is quite business-minded.
I am indeed short of money, but if the bird is injured, it won't be worth it...
While Yeats was weighing the matter, the warg had already swooped down to grab the giant vulture, pinned it to the ground, and opened its bloody mouth.
The trainer of the giant vulture quickly gave up. At the same moment, the warg looked up to the sky and howled, showing off his victory.
"Roar——"
The sound was so loud that it woke up the snowy owl on its shoulder. It had been studying all night last night and finally fell asleep. Now there were signs of fried hair.
The snowy owl looked angry and asked Yeats for a tassel.
"Gu! (╬￣Van￣)"
Let me kill this dog that disturbs people's sleep!
Yeats: "..."
Are you still angry to get up? !
(End of this chapter)