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It was on the opposite side of the lake, a few kilometers wide, separating the two sides completely. The scouts spread out like barbarians have not extended their search to this place, where every grass, tree, flower and bird still enjoys the gifts that nature has given them. On the shore of the lake is a towering oak grove with shady trees and some low shrubs with unknown blue wild fruits.

I was crouching on the grass by the lake, looking at the giant oak tree in front of me, which was nearly 100 meters high. There was a stone circle made of pebbles next to it, and inside the stone circle was a 'fire-gathering scroll' that was constantly burning, and next to the red bonfire was a wooden shelf made of some simple tree branches, and my clothes were hanging on the shelf, and the faint moisture was slowly evaporating.

A few white-scaled fish cut from their backs, strung on sharp wooden sticks. The sticks were stuck diagonally in the dirt next to the campfire, and the flames roasted the white-scaled fish sizzling, and the grease was dripping downward, and I turned around and brushed the sauce evenly with a small homemade brush, and the aroma immediately drifted away with a salty smell.

Smelling this tempting aroma, I felt that I hadn't eaten anything all day, and I was really hungry at the moment.

Actually, I was just thinking about how I could cut down the giant oak trees on the shore and drag them into the water. These huge logs, which are about two or three meters in diameter, are ideal for natural vessels. If there is a way to send them to the other side, the human light cavalry trapped by the lake will be able to escape with these giant trees. But I am so weak that even if I could cut down the oak trees, I would not be able to drag these huge oak trees into the lake.

I thought of a lot of ideas, such as cutting down the oak tree, so that the oak tree fell in the direction of the lake's shore. Before the oak tree fell. Place a row of small logs and clean the branches of the oak so that you can push the oak into the lake with less effort, but unfortunately even then I still can't push it, I think it would be nice if there were a few thunder rhinos at this time. Later, I even thought of finding a few boats. However, in recent years, after the barbarian wreath of the land, large tracts of land have been left unused.

Fish Lake is a suburb of El City, the original inhabitants of this place were either captured by those hunting barbarians, or forced to relocate, more than ten years ago there were still some natural villages here, but now with the continuous migration of residents to the south, the area around Fish Lake has become inaccessible, and it is not easy to find a few fishing boats. Maybe the only way to get back to El is to hurry back to the city of El. Tell the news to the council chamber and let those big names in El City find a way to rescue, maybe they already knew......

At this time, I was wearing a pair of white shorts, squatting bare-chested by the fire and touching the linen shirt on the side, and a little damp, I reached out and took a grilled white-scaled fish, and when I took a bite, it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the meat was exceptionally sweet. On the contrary, the flavor of those sauces overshadowed the umami of the white-scaled fish. Putting too much flavor in is sometimes not a good thing. This is the only fly in the ointment. However, the heat is very well controlled, thanks to the very balanced heat wave of the Flame Gathering Scroll.

As I was feasting, a child dressed in animal skins ran out of the oak grove, crouching timidly under the oak tree, his hair disheveled as if he had a bird's nest on top of his head. He swallowed quietly. I thought he must have been a little hungry, and when he saw that there was still a lot of grilled fish left, I reached out and pulled out a skewer of grilled fish and handed it to him.

He could be a kid from the surrounding village, and I think maybe he knows where to find the boat. At first, he was taken aback by my actions. Perhaps because I was a child, and seemed very friendly, and not hostile, the boy cautiously reached out and touched the grilled fish, and was scalded so hard that he was frightened and burrowed behind the oak tree.

I didn't expect him to know that the grilled fish was hot, and he looked at the direction where the boy disappeared a little stunned, and was speechless for a while.

I was about to turn around when I suddenly found a child's head peeking out from behind the oak tree, and the child was still looking at the grilled fish in my hand. I held up the grilled fish and said to him, "This one is hot, take it here!"

He looked at me blankly, as if he didn't understand. I had an idea, and tried to speak to him again in orc language, this time his eyes lit up with a look of pleasure, and it was evident that he could understand my orc language. He carefully reached out and grasped the stick as I had said, sniffed the smell of the grilled fish greedily, and then looked at me eagerly, and began to devour it.

"What's your name?" I sat beside him, and seeing that he was probably so hungry that he ate the first grilled fish in a hurry, I hurriedly handed him the second one, and took the opportunity to ask him.

He hesitated, then said two words in a vague orc language: "Tanuki!"

"Is your home near here?" I asked hurriedly.

Without hesitation, he took the grilled fish, gulped on it, and then pointed to the wide fish lake, signaling to me that it was his home, and I looked into the lake with some surprise. Then he asked, "Do you live in a lake?"

He didn't speak, he just kept nodding, his mouth was stuffed with food, and he didn't know what he was saying, his orc dialect was too strong, and he was chewing grilled fish in his mouth, so it was hard to tell what he was saying. But apparently after the two grilled fish, he had listed me as his friend, and his wariness of me had been completely removed.

"Are you an orc?" I asked.

The kid nodded, then pointed at me with some confusion, which obviously meant "Aren't you too?"

I glanced at the grass out of the corner of my eye, and then said: "They say that I have the blood of orcs and werewolves in my body, but in fact, I should be considered a human, and my friend Qige thinks that I am a new human with orc blood like her!"

His eyes brightened, and he wiped the sauce from the corners of his mouth with his cuffs, then pointed his finger at himself and nodded at me vigorously. That means to say, "Then I'm a new human too!"

The third fish he asked me for by pointing to the campfire, and I was a little hesitant to be such a big white-scaled fish. It's hard for an adult to eat three in a row, and I'm worried that he will last enough to eat, so I said, "Are you sure you can still eat and won't have a stomachache?"

He patted himself on the stomach and said it was okay.

The orc boy ate a lot of food, and he ate five grilled fish in a row before he could stretch himself back against the root of the oak tree and roll his eyes. I was worried that he had eaten badly, and I wanted him to exercise a little after eating, but no matter how I told him, he was like a lazy pig all the time, humming and chirping so much that he refused to get up.

To be honest, his orc language is also terrible, sometimes he doesn't speak, just uses his movements and expressions, but I can better understand what he is trying to say. Once mixed with his rich local orc language, it took me a long time to figure out what he meant.

When I was full, he sat with me under the tree in a daze, and I watched as the oak continued to think of a way to save the human army, and he sat with me, and when I didn't speak, he was also very quiet and in a daze. At this time, I even fantasized that there would be a Noah's Ark falling from the sky. Save the warriors of the desperate species.

I've also tried to ask the raccoon if he knows where to find the boat. But he also shook his head blankly, indicating that he didn't know.

Actually, I don't believe that. So I asked, "Didn't you say that your home is on the fish lake, and if you don't have a boat, how can you live on the fish lake?"

The orc boy didn't explain, and I didn't need to ask any further, I thought of my own way, and he looked at the sunset in the distance.

The clothes had been dried, and it was already approaching dusk. I hurriedly put on my clothes, splashed my magic fanny pack from the ground next to me and tied it around my waist, inserted the wolf's tooth dagger back into its scabbard, packed my bags and prepared to go, I was a little annoyed that I had been delayed for half a day. Otherwise, at least I can rush back to El City before dawn, and as long as I bring back the news here, maybe those warriors will still have some hope for life.

I got ready to pack up, and was about to turn around to say goodbye to the orc boy, but I found that there was a middle-aged man beside him, or it would be more appropriate to call him a middle-aged uncle, he took advantage of a pair of gray cloth tube pants, a white cotton shirt was very cleanly washed, his whole person was also very neat, the stubble on his face seemed to be shaved every day, and now he looked a little blue, his golden hair was tied into a ponytail, he and the boy sat on the stones on the shore of the lake and looked into the distance, the pale yellow sunset was about to sink into the mountains to the west in the fog like smoke。

"Look, how beautiful that view is!" As soon as the man spoke, he spoke fluent imperial Chinese, very standard, even with a little imperial capital accent, and the imperial dialect that Qige taught me had such a taste, always rapping on some special syllables.

I looked at the side of his face at this time, he looked very manly, he didn't even turn his head to look at me, but I knew that he was actually talking to me again. I asked, "Who are you?"

The man smiled and didn't answer my question, as if he was saying to himself: "There are many beautiful things in nature, we just find them, many people call these beautiful things art, just like painting, that is just copying every beautiful moment, in fact, no beauty belongs to eternity, painters freeze those beauty on the paper, we call it art, call them artists." ”

"It's like music, those beautiful melodies are the beats of nature, the musicians just select them, and those beautiful songs are art, and we call the singers artists. But everything that is beautiful is what I strive for, so you can call me an artist!" the man finally talked about himself and introduced himself to me.

I said in my heart, is there anyone more shameless than you? When you meet, you are like a charlatan and tell each other that you are an artist?

“............”

I was a little speechless, and I decisively didn't know how to pick it up, in fact, I was ready to go, and I was about to say goodbye to the orc child, when the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head, looked at me approvingly, nodded and said, "You and the raccoon dog are really the same, you are very good!"

I was a little confused, but since I had made up my mind to return to El City, I could not hesitate any longer, and then waved to the raccoon on and said, "Tanuki, I'm leaving! I'm going home!"

"You really don't know me?" the middle-aged man was as surprised as if he had seen a new continent.

I rolled my eyes upward, I really didn't have anything to say about such a narcissistic maniac, it seemed that he knew the raccoon very well, and that was fine, so I turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

I jumped back and forth on the pebbles by the lake, running straight into the distance.

The reason why I hid here for half a day was also to avoid the barbarians who were chasing me, and whenever night came, I would have a sense of security, and even if I met the barbarians at night, it would be very easy to get out.

At this time, a huge water ball suddenly appeared in front of me, obviously this is a water ball condensed by water magic, this is the lake, it has a power bonus for water magicians, it seems that this water ball is much larger than ordinary, it must be made by a magician.

"Water Gathering!"

The water balloon was obviously blocking my way, but it didn't mean to hurt me, otherwise such a huge water balloon would have hit me enough to knock me into the lake.

I looked back and was amazed to see the middle-aged man who boasted to me that he was a great artist, holding a magic wand in his hand, and it looked like the water ball that stopped in front of me looked like his, and his magic wand continued to make a graceful arc in the air, I thought his movements were a little deliberately very fancy, but the magic pattern circle drawn was very accurate.

The water balloon slowly unfolded in front of me, turning into a transparent wall of water.

This meaning is very obvious, this guy doesn't want me to go now, and he is a water magician, and his ability to control the water system far exceeds that of the previous Sister Guoguo, at least, Sister Guoguo has no way to squeeze the water balloon into a wall of water.

Then he said another word: "Ning!"

The entire wall of water instantly turned into a wall of ice, with a trace of cold breath, and fell in front of me with a slam of cold breath, and I became nervous for no reason, I thought of the evil mage Mondtroa, and this one in front of me would not be that kind of perverted mage!

However, just by looking at his proficiency in the manipulation of the water element, you know that he is a very powerful water magician.

"Your grilled fish is so delicious, obviously it must be someone who has a pursuit of beauty, you look at my work, my idea this time is from the ice flowers on the glass window on a winter morning...... Look at the relief on my ice wall......"

I was already very speechless to the middle-aged man in front of me, I didn't expect him to spend countless mana in front of me, and the purpose of erecting an ice wall was to let me see the reliefs he made on it, but when he was able to cast magic, he let the exquisite shape he wanted melt into the magic, which is a miracle in itself, and the person who created this miracle is a very unobtrusive magician, his ideal is to be an artist!

I was a little surprised to see the entire scenery of the fish lake carved on the ice wall at this time, it seems that this is also made by him temporarily, I didn't expect it to be so exquisite.

"I'm scared by my art! ”

He was a little proud, obviously not because of his superb magic, but because he was able to create reliefs on the ice wall, and then he said with some sadness: "I have always tried to carve by myself, and I don't want to use magic to create such beautiful reliefs, this sculpture obviously has no soul, a perfect sculpture has a deep meaning in every knife." After all, what was made with magic is still inferior!"

I really didn't want to listen to him continue to ramble, so I simply saw his magic ice sculpture, so I reached out and took out a green apple from my waist bag, which I picked from an apple tree halfway through, a little green, but sweet and sour, and crisp, and it was still very delicious to eat once in a while.

At this time, I took out such a fist-sized green apple, and then took out a magic carving knife from my bag, just according to the familiar scene in my memory, I carved out a delicate rose smoothly, and I was so skillful that the middle-aged man was stunned. (To be continued.) )