Chapter 121 (1/2)

Rolle rode the little bear back to the village, and then let the little donkey take the little bear and the baby cat to play.

”Remember not to eat the neighbor's crops. Pick me some sweethearts.”

He specially warned.

The little donkey nodded.

The baby cat and the little bear showed a pair of speechless eyes.

Then, Rolle turned out a short wooden sword from the basement of his home and planned to practice the sword at will and keep it in shape.

Speaking of this wooden sword, she used it when she was very young to practice basic fencing, but it didn't take long. She changed it into an iron sword with a sheath when she was about 7 years old.

The wooden sword has no scabbard, so it can't show its sword spirit. Rolle can only dance two sets at will. The action is very slow, like doing old-age radio gymnastics.

After moving freely, he took another book that had not been swallowed by his left hand, lay down on the bench and read it.

This is a book explaining the ”third civil war”. The war took place more than 300 years ago. It is considered to be the most tragic, longest and crucial battle between the Empire and the barbarians.

Both sides have invested nearly ten million combat power and fought for five years. Both sides have suffered heavy losses. Five level 10 demigods have fallen, and the following saints and legends have suffered heavy casualties.

Finally, the Empire won the most crucial decisive battle and wiped out the enemy's main force with its advantages in extraordinary fields.

It was also through this battle that the Empire established its strong position among several major forces.

A illusionist named trenwell was particularly active in this battle. He repeatedly used illusions to interfere with the judgment of the main force of the barbarians, allowing the Empire to complete the encirclement that was theoretically impossible.

Later, he was crowned with the top title of ”miracle illusionist” and became famous all over the world.

”The magician of miracles sounds fascinating. I don't know what level his magic can reach? Confuse the false with the true? Or is it like the one in eye hegemony that makes people never wake up?”

Raul murmured, looking forward to this great hero in history.

”But these are people 300 years ago. Now I'm afraid the ashes have melted?”

He smiled again and looked up at the sky. It was almost noon.

Then he went to the entrance of the village and saw that the reserved game had not been brought.

”This bear express is not very good?”

He murmured, ran to find the fat man and asked him how a bear should eat better?

At this time, the little bear was having a good time in the village. The little donkey generously gave him a carrot, and then told him what he had seen outside.

The little milk cat stood on the little donkey's head and danced for a while. She used body language to describe the situation at that time. How wonderful and dangerous it was, and how intelligent she and the little donkey were to deal with that situation.

With big round eyes, the little bear was stunned. He forgot to chew the carrots.

There were chickens and ducks raised by other villagers, rhubarb dogs, old sows and so on. They all surrounded the little donkey and listened very carefully. They also made several excited calls from time to time, like cheering.

The story didn't come to an end until the bear father and mother rushed to the village with rabbits, pheasants, honey, mushrooms, bamboo shoots and other game in their mouths before the meal.

But the little bear's playfulness is a little heavy. Obviously, he hears his parents roaring at the entrance of the village, but he still refuses to go.