I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages

81 Slide tackle (1)

Roger walked along the banks of the sela River and headed west for a while.

The number of underground Warthog didn’t decrease, but increased instead.

The river water in some of the rivers had overflowed, forming new tributaries or ponds.

The scene was truly shocking.

Roger looked at the upper reaches of the sela River, unable to imagine what had happened.

It was very quiet along the sela River, as if there were no living things within a few miles.

Since he couldn’t get any information with his insight, Roger didn’t dare to divine it.

After staying for a while, he could only turn back.

On his way back, he saw a tall man on the shore.

Like him, the man was carefully observing the dead pigs on the river.

Roger walked over and took the initiative to greet him.

“Good Morning,”

“Good Morning.” The man’s accent was a little stiff, and his tone was particularly formal. He didn’t seem to be a local of the manor.

He was not dressed like an ordinary adventurer, but he was also very different from merchants and farmers.

He was more like an officer of Affairs in dawn town.

“It’s shocking, right?”

The man turned around and smiled.

He had a sculpted face, a straight nose, a full forehead, and a pair of beautiful dark green eyes hidden under his deep eye sockets.

His lips were always tightly pursed, revealing a sense of determination.

Even his thin hair, which was on the verge of receding, was combed in an orderly manner, revealing an indescribable stubbornness.

Just this one glance.

Roger could vaguely guess the man’s identity.

“Indeed,” Roger looked at the dead pig on the river and gently shook his head.

this kind of thing is completely beyond my knowledge.

“It’s reasonable.” The man looked at Roger calmly and spoke as if he was reciting lines from a stage play.

“I once heard a story.”

“Under the ground of the Boneyard, there is an open World of Darkness.In the southwest corner of The Dark World, there’s a plain of mosses. The plains are filled with these underground Warthog boars.”

every winter, there will be a large number of wart pigs gathering in groups. They will run all the way towards the South.

“The Warthog horde came with a menacing and unstoppable momentum. Even the master of The Dark World, the Warthog, was killed.Even that cunning and powerful double-headed Black Dragon wouldn’t dare to directly face the violent charge of hundreds of thousands of wart boars.”

“During that period of time, all the Predators will avoid the warpath of the Warthog herd. They swept across the boundless underground Plains, all the way to the southernmost part of The Dark World.”

“There’s an underground river in the southernmost part of The Dark World called bondery. White fog often rises from the underground river, which is strange and unpredictable. The group of Warthog will rush to the bandery River one after another ... But Your Excellency, do you know that the underground Warthog can’t swim, so the first Warthog to rush in will only drown.”

“Due to the physiological structure of the Warthog, after drowning, they will quickly float up and become a small floating duckweed on the river surface that can be used as a foothold.As a result, the latecomers could step on the corpses of their companions and continue to move forward until they became a part of the floating duckweed.”

“If this goes on and on, one day, on a gentle River, the Warthog will use their own bones to build a floating bridge. Their companions would have the opportunity to reach the south of the river bank. However, things aren’t that simple.”

“There’s also a strange white fog on the bondery River. The White mist will kill all intruders without exception.”

“We still don’t know, in the Great Migration of the Warthog every year, how many lucky people have successfully stepped on the bones of their companions to reach the other side of the river that they have to reach no matter how much they have to pay.”

“We only know that the Warthog that did not succeed are all here.”

At this point.

The man fell into a long silence. He seemed to be thinking and reminiscing.

Roger was attracted by this bizarre and slightly shocking story.

The two of them stood there stiffly.

They were like two poor souls who had been hit by a human’s hold spell.

After a while.

Footsteps could be heard from not far away.

“Alan. Dominica.”

“Your Excellency must be master Roger.”

The man came back to his senses and generously extended his hand to Roger.

Roger hadn’t seen this ceremony in a long time.

He subconsciously grabbed Lan’s hands-it was a pair of thick hands, very warm, and gave people a strong sense of security.

“Just call me Roger.”

He said.

“For a martial artist who saved his Manor from the turtle disaster,’master’ is a very appropriate title,” LAN said seriously.

and on my way back to the manor, I also heard about the legend of ‘White Feather flying man’.

Roger suddenly blushed at Alan’s compliment.

He was probably too serious.

...

Roger told himself.

“Just call me Roger.”

He chose to be a reply reader.

Lan’s brows furrowed for a long time before they relaxed.

“Alright, Roger. I’m willing to make an exception for you.”

Roger heaved a sigh of relief.

When the other people in the manor called him master Roger in their local accent, he felt a simple and friendly sense of familiarity.However, in brother Lan’s serious tone, he had the illusion that a multi-level marketing master had been hung up and ridiculed repeatedly.

“Sir Alan, why are the Warthog migrating to the South?”

Roger returned to the main topic.

and if the bondery River is the upper reaches of the sela River, then the so-called ‘monster theory’ will be broken without any attack, right? ”

LAN straightened her back and her tone softened a little.

...

“At least in my opinion, the saying that there is a monster at the bottom of the river is more like nonsense.”

in the observation logs of the Liege’s residence for thirteen years, there were no traces of the appearance of monsters.

“As for the motive of the Warthog’s actions, I’m afraid only the Warthog themselves know.”

“However, we do have some immature speculations. The results of the research still require further investigation. I hope that when I return, Hayward will be able to bring me the latest hydrology data.”

Roger tactfully nodded and did not ask any more questions.

LAN had already revealed a lot of information to him when they first met.

Let’s not talk about whether it’s true or not.

These were not things that ordinary adventurers could come into contact with.

Although he was very interested in the secrets of the sela River, he also knew the limits of human communication.

The two of them chatted for a while more, talking about the local customs, weather, and food of the manor.

LAN was indeed a very smart person.

He was very gentlemanly and eloquent, and he could win the favor of others with just a few words ...

Unlike the usual rhetoric of scammers, Alan’s words always hit the key point of the topic and pointed to the root of the problem, the kind that made people feel deep respect.

For Roger, Alan’s thinking habits were very similar to his, and he didn’t seem like a native of Mystra at all.

This made him curious about the other party’s background.

After a while.

Roger led Alan and Freya, who had stopped not far away to watch, around the farm.

Although senluo farm was in ruins, its natural scenery was still pretty good.

Freya was well-prepared and had brought her own fresh food, so the three of them had a picnic near the forest in the West.

After that, they returned to Roger’s house.

The two of them chatted for the entire afternoon.

At dusk, under Freya’s repeated eye signals, Alan finally left helplessly.

..

At night.

Another guard came to visit, saying that he had brought a gift of thanks from Sir Alan.

Roger opened it and saw a note for ” White Feather flying man ” on it, which made Roger feel embarrassed.

Below it was a martial arts manual.

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[ exquisite martial arts secret book (slide kick) ]

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He saw this name.

Roger couldn’t help but have a strange expression.

“Do you want me to slide up and send them off?”

However, he still opened his aura observation skill out of habit.

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[ slide kick: the ultimate skill of pingsha sect, founder Black Tiger ]

[ description: a martial arts slide kick that contains 196 variations of moves. It has extremely powerful armor-piercing, crippling, and opportunity-seeking effects. It is the ultimate skill that Master Black Tiger has condensed from all his life’s knowledge. It is a great killing weapon in actual combat. ]

[ requirements: perception 15/at least 3 Qi openings ]

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