Chapter 240: , huh?
Chapter 239 – Huh?
Gam pulled the vine from the old elf’s hand and tore it into two pieces.
Then a solid smack in the other’s face.
“And no scolding children!”
The elf was dumbfounded by the blow and jumped to his feet, cursing:
“Do you know who I am? I’m his teacher! I’m qualified to teach him!”
Gammy urned, “You’re not teaching at all, you’re cursing him! It’s a terrible scolding!”
The old man said angrily, “That’s what you need to do with a fool to make him learn to use his head!”
Gamu: “You’re not scolding him because he’s stupid, you’re in a bad mood and want to vent! I can see that. You only scold the kid out of anger because he can’t fight back, why don’t you scold me? You have the ability to scold me!”
The old man immediately scolded, “You’re a lowly–“
Snap!
The old man’s thin body spun around in the air before landing.
He was obviously jerked sharply, “How did you hit me?”
In the end, he even had his body shattered …… and directly disappeared.
“Shut up!”
He took a step forward, and the old man hastily stepped back.
“You cursed me! Why don’t you curse anymore? Is it because you don’t dare?”
He also attempted to fight back, tearing the elf before him with his tree herder’s spells.
“It smells so good ……”
Suddenly, he felt one of them heat up.
But Lloyd couldn’t recall anything specific about it so far.
Linumu – both in and out of frame – listened quietly.
The last time he’d seen this was when he’d flayed someone with a gladiatorial spell.
How come Gam’s skull had the same effect now?
The emerald green energy was squeezed into a small, restless ball by him.
But his words couldn’t get out in time before Gamm smacked him back with his palm.
……
The bottle was incredibly hot, radiating an intense desire for this force of nature.
But the other party’s body was like a tower of iron, and those vines couldn’t even leave a trace on it.
Ganm punched again and again, and the old man was like a clay mold, being hit with cracks all over his body.
He was surprised to take it out, and found that it was a bottle containing a small piece of brown leather.
He half crouched his body and said seriously:
–Unable to awaken?
But one’s partial to awakening, and what’s with this demented look?
The will that was imprinted in the depths of his soul seemed to slowly disintegrate with it.
Ever since Linumu absorbed Gamu’s skull model, he stood still.
Heine thought twice and pulled the cork off the bottle.
Gam walked over and knuckled the other man in the face.
He looked over at Linumu, who had just gotten up from the ground:
“What are you doing? Why don’t you go ahead and confess your mistake!”
“Crap?”
Suddenly, an energy that emanated refined life force escaped from Linumu and was running towards the window.
The old man didn’t dare to meet these righteous eyes at all and glanced at Linumu one by one, trying to disturb the other’s mind with his words.
Heine reached into his pocket for the bottle, ready to fill it.
“My father said that impatient guys don’t deserve to call themselves teachers. He also said it was cowardly to leave a world full of holes to children to fix. It’s not your fault, you don’t have to blame yourself.”
“You’ve scolded me and you won’t allow me to hit you?”
He looked down, then turned toward the scowling Linumu.
Gamu reasoned.
Both Saberia and Pinko peeled out of the same kind of thing.
“What an incompetent and shameless lord!”
Heine hastily reeled it in with her senses.
Gamm was indignant.
Heine was startled.
Heine had to come up and check the ironhead elf’s injuries herself.
It was obtained from Lloyd, and Mr. Xia cared extraordinarily about it, bragging to his brothers that it was some kind of hidden quest prop class, and telling a story about it.
A strong desire emanated from it, as if to say:
He just said it wasn’t dangerous, but it couldn’t be awakened either.
Whoosh!
With a flash of red light, the mass of natural power was devoured along with the will inside.
It moved so quickly that it seemed as if the brown shards in the bottle hadn’t moved at all.
And even after it was devoured, it didn’t change in the slightest ……
“That’s it?”
Heine looked confused.
How can you not even say a thank you?
Researching fruitlessly, he had to put away the bottle.
At that moment Linumu woke up.
He had a smile on his face that Heine had not seen before, and his wrinkles stretched out in laughter. He looked more relaxed than ever.
“I am free from my chains.”
He said heartily.
“What you gave me was useful, I re-experienced the test of mind that I encountered when I was promoted, but with Gam’s help I managed to resist that will and not be captured by it.”
“It really helped?”
Heine looked at Gam in surprise.
He single-handedly knew that this guy could resist the erosion of strange beasts, but he didn’t realize that it also served this purpose ……
“Is he the one who established a connection with you so that he can help you?” Heine asked.
“No, it was his …… mind that remained in what you gave me, I think, and I can feel it’s gone, probably consumed.”
“It’s consumed, but that’s impressive enough.”
Heine staggered.
“That’s a fifth level promotion.”
“No, I’m afraid it wouldn’t have helped if it was a formal promotion.” Linumu explained, “I clearly felt that it was a weakened will implantation process, thanks to my stay in the mountains of Makara.
“Old Mr. Barry said that he was wrapped up in the hatred in the Shadows in the first place, and it was here that he felt a long-lost peace, and was able to excise his emotions later on, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to even make that decision.”
“I thought you automatically digested that will when you stayed for a long time, but it seems that you still need to use external forces.”
Heine said thoughtfully.
He walked over to Gam and heavily patted the other’s shoulder, praising him in Elvish:
“You did well!”
The method had been found, and now Gawain’s problem could be solved.
It was just that this method was more costly for Gam.
“How exactly did he help you?” Heine asked.
The wood elf looked to Gam and lamented:
“He had a good father. Taught him simple but important lessons.”
He had only heard Gamm’s story today, and it wasn’t hard to realize that the other man was a bit of a nerd.
Such mental deficiencies were common in the elves’ community, in varying degrees.
But either way, they lived with low self-esteem or cowering.
It is rare to find a fellow with such a big and sunny face as Gam.
For his part, Gam straightened his chest:
“No need to thank you, you guys saved me, it’s only right to help you!”
…
Because Gamu’s soul had been injured, Heine let him rest, and then took Linumu, who had regained his “freedom”, into the Riworld.
After a moment’s spinning, the wood elf couldn’t wait to leave the meeting room, and then was deeply shocked by the scenery in front of him.
Especially the oak tree overhead.
He stared with unblinking eyes and muttered under his breath:
“Ancestral wood ……”
“A Quirkus seedling indeed.” Heine grinned, “Dylan said you all could see it out there, I’m guessing it’s tied to metahuman affinity.”
Linumu froze, “But my meta-spiritual affinity ……”
Heine: “It’s not just you, his genin affinity sucks too.”
Linumu: “……”
Heine: “But the meta-spirit level and concentration of the entire Makara mountainous region has doubled several times from before, so even if the affinity is not high you can still perceive the meta-spirit, which facilitates the release of psionic techniques, maybe in the future you guys can learn psionic techniques as well.”
Linumu was thoughtful.
“If …… psionics is the predecessor of necromancy, and the spells of the Tree Herders are homologous to necromancy, then isn’t it possible for me to study the spells of the Tree Herders here as well?”
“Of course.” Heine nodded, “Not only is there an even greater abundance of meta-spirit and meta-materials here, but there are also the same variety of pure energies as outside, Holy Light, Shadow, Life, Wind ……”
He looked off into the distance, Tuba wondering what he was doing.
Apparently, the same was true of the earth.
The wood elf was a bit emotional, “As it turns out, I made an incredibly good choice in the first place …… Perhaps Makara is the place where it all began, and the place of salvation. If we can expand everything here outward, then the blight can be cured.”
“Who knows.”
Heine grinned.
The thought of all that hidden history gave him a pang.
Suddenly, he heard a conversation from far away.
Catch the Goat: “Remember everything I told you, and later act out what I told you, but remember to do it gradually.”
An unfamiliar voice replied:
“No problem, that said, is this NPC really as awesome as you say?”
Catching Sheep: “You’ll know when you see it.”
Crap????
Struggling to keep his expression taut, Heine watched as Catch the Sheep jumped off the trunk of Quirkus’ tree, landed on the roof of the lord’s mansion, and then jumped off the roof again, using Flight to barely stabilize himself in the air as he landed clumsily.
That wasn’t the point.
The point was that he was holding a bubble in his arms with a line of text floating on it.
[A big yellow fish]
(End of chapter)