Chapter 285 (1/2)

Sean walked back to the campfire.

At present, there is only a slave hunting team such as Sean and others in the lookout area. Although the occupied area is not large, there are more than a dozen bonfires. More than 100 people sit around these bonfires. Basically, they can be clearly divided into three small groups. The least number is naturally the more than 20 experienced slave hunters. However, both the bear people and the northern barbarians know Sean's importance to these people, so they naturally won't go to trouble with these slave hunters. Even if the bear people hate slave hunters, they just acquiesced to their companion identity after a battle.

Andre was lucky enough to sit by a campfire with Cecilia and Tina.

This is the center of the whole team and the safest place. Of course, this means a symbol of power.

But Andre also knows why he can sit here. He is no longer a green head, so what should be done and must be done, and what can not be touched. Although being appreciated by a lord can indeed give him a considerable part of privileges, it is also a danger with this privilege, because it is their duty to capture slaves, And the danger of wilderness is the highest in the world.

Just like the slave team leader I met before, I don't know when he died.

Andre still can't forget the sadness of rabbit death and fox sorrow.

Maybe I'm really old—— Andre smiled bitterly, sighed, and drank a mouthful of wine.

Andre gently shakes the tin jug, which depicts some strange patterns. It looks very exquisite. Of course, it is not as practical. A jug like this is about 500ml at most. According to the normal cup volume in the world, it is not enough for a wheat wine cup. This time, Sean prepared a large water bag for everyone according to Andre's suggestion, but it contained spirits with high purity, rather than ordinary ale and rye. Just a sip was enough.

But Andre still brought the wine pot. Sean guessed that the wine pot might have some history.

Of course, he won't ask such questions. Who doesn't have a secret or something to remember?

Sean sat next to Andre and asked, ”is it all right to drink so much?”

”Lord, don't worry. You won't delay the business.” Andre smiled, ”drink some wine to warm up your body. Although it is not in the knife wind zone, the temperature will begin to decrease after fog, and it will be cold in the middle of the night, so it's better to prevent it first And the fog doesn't disperse so fast. It usually doesn't begin to dissipate until afternoon. At that time, we can continue on the road, so we can sleep more. ”

The fog didn't dissipate until afternoon. Sean wasn't surprised, because the evil thoughts here were too strong. It was far more terrible than ordinary death.

In the past, Sean's understanding of evil thoughts and death gas in the game was limited to weakening the player's combat ability. It was a skill similar to aura, but the player couldn't master it. But after coming to this world, through the books he read before and some exchanges with Andrew later, Sean realized that in today's real world, evil thoughts and dead gas have a considerable concept and judgment standard, not just a weakening aura like in the game.

”Nothing.” Sean waved casually. ”It's not important to leave here later, but let's be careful tonight.”

”OK.” Andre nodded without thinking too much. Although he had not left the wilderness for many years, he had not heard of any accidents in the gorge Rift Valley in recent years. Generally speaking, he was relatively calm, so he was not too worried.

After the real night, the temperature really began to drop more sharply as Andre said, and everything seemed colder.

However, Sean knew that the cold was actually due to the evil thoughts and dead breath in the fog. Although the evil breath could not penetrate because of the barrier of expelling evil, the cold was inevitable. Sean guessed that there must be a function similar to resisting the dead in this enchantment. Otherwise, it is impossible that those ghouls and ghost fires have not appeared. You know, driving away evil is just to make those evil creatures dislike here. If they find that there are other creatures here, they can't stop them even if they don't like them.

”Drink some wine and warm up.” Sean handed Cecilia a water bag, but it was not water, but strong wine.

”I'm a magician.” Cecilia looked at the water bag and looked pitifully at Sean. Her watery eyes blinked and looked very embarrassed.

There is a rule in the magician's rule that he never drinks.

Because the magician's mental power is very pure, drinking is very addictive, and long-term drinking will be corroded by alcohol, which will affect the magic and mental power, which will damage the magician's strength. Moreover, this damage is permanent. Even if you get rid of alcohol addiction, if you can't recover your mental ability, you will completely lose your ability to be a magician.

Therefore, both academic magicians and magicians of the inheritance School of the mage tower will be strictly restricted.

Cecilia's rejection of alcohol is naturally the same.