"I never meant to look down on you, nor did I make such considerations because of overprotection."
Li Lin has responsibilities similar to those of a nanny, but when it comes to specific personal safety, the elves believe more in relying on their own strength to protect themselves. Li Lin has no objection to this and will not worry about it.
What really makes him uneasy is the problem that he will never say out loud at the moment, and will not be improved immediately if he does.
So he prepared a reason that would never be rejected or suspected of being perfunctory.
"I can't let the cattlemen take care of them and rush around in the middle of the battle, watching these four-legged guys get lost or die."[
After freezing for a few seconds, the elves who lost their sharp aura looked at Li Lin sheepishly, and then looked back at the long-haired cows who didn't care about the discussion about their own destiny and just chewed the grass. Looking at this group of leisurely and contented cows,
Guys, the sweat glands on your forehead expel cold sweat quickly from your body.
For an ordinary rural family, a cow may be their entire property. The cattle and horses are treated as family members in the farm family. If a thief is caught stealing property in the village, the most serious thing is to hang him up and beat him.
Dayton, cattle thieves were often beaten to death when caught.
It would be difficult to explain the loss of such an important animal back to the village. What's more, when a battle breaks out, the cattle that have not received special training like war horses will definitely be frightened. The frightened cattle running around have equal impact on both the enemy and us.
No one wants to see the scene where a gentle and slow herbivore turns into a terrifying high-speed killing machine and collides with it, let alone the unlucky guy who is knocked to the ground by its horns and then trampled into a puddle of mud.
Someone must look after the goods and livestock, not only to avoid losses and getting lost, but also for their own safety. Therefore, the elves must stay calmly behind Li Lin, and as for rushing to the front to fight the enemy, etc.
A reckless move - don't even think about it.
Frustrated, but the elves still accepted Li Lin's arrangement. After all, the reality was presented in front of them, and they were not allowed to put those innocent violent ideas into practice. The price of their willfulness was too heavy for them to bear.
All objections were perfectly eliminated, and the reasonable arrangements completely covered up the real problem - the issue of overly lax work style.
Generally speaking, the elf boys have accurate archery skills and strong bodies, and are excellent fighters who fight bravely. However, to the officers, these stubborn and self-willed child soldiers are an out-and-out nightmare, only inferior to military discipline.
It is better to be a border guard soldier who is relaxed and wanders around knocking down residents' doors to beg for livestock, food, and weapons. He robs everyone and wants everything.
It is expected that this group of half-grown children who have not received any military training and rely only on their tongue-catching experience and their bravery can almost be summarized as "rabble". They have a huge numerical advantage and are extremely powerful.
Maybe choose a location in advance to set up a position to ambush the opponent for direct combat? What kind of brain does the commander need to grow to agree with this crazy idea?
Li Lin has a plan to allow the elves to receive actual combat experience and accumulate combat experience at the appropriate time, but it is far from the [appropriate time]. The elves can just sit on the bench, and the rest will not be their turn.
In addition, if you are lucky enough to encounter a 30% chance of being ambushed, you won't talk too much about it. Li Lin is the type who never allows himself to be idle - he has a rigid outlook on life that requires leisure and does not allow time to be wasted.
Artificial life will not miss a great opportunity for practical experiments.
After the detailed arrangements for the return journey were given, the elves spread out to pack up the tent camp, extinguish the campfires, take away the animals, and load the goods. Everyone was so busy that they did not notice the slight stirring of the bushes in the distance, and a sneaky sound.
The figure left quickly in the opposite direction to them.
[The probability of engagement is increased from 30% to 65%, and response plan 4 is put into priority preparation.]
The life response gradually left the detection range, the amber camouflage pupils narrowed into a sinister slit, and the elegant smile rose again.
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If I could describe this room in one word, it would definitely be "a warehouse where luxury goods are stored".
Wool carpets as thick as lush grass, decorative closets, gold plates in the corners, large chairs carefully wrapped and fitted with silver foil, and oil lamps inlaid with turquoise emitting the soft smell of sesame oil.
——There are all luxurious furnishings that are valuable but lack practical value. Visitors will not only marvel at the level of luxury, but also frown at the tasteless placement and vulgar style. The owner of the house does not have time to purchase expensive supplies.
It is better to spend more time on adjusting and decorating the room itself, at least improving the lighting and ventilation, instead of using your poor taste to decorate a darkroom that is dimly lit and needs oil lamps for lighting during the day.
The attention of the owner and guests was not at all drawn to the terrible layout of the room. On one side, they were accustomed to the scenery of their home, and on the other side, they looked down on the vulgarity of the nouveau riche. The most important thing is that the intersection between the two parties,
The subject of the meeting had nothing to do with the room, it was all about business.
"I want this kid to disappear from the world."[
François Monet's huge and fat body is leaning on a huge chair that can be used as a double bed for ordinary people. The wrinkled skin that has been smeared with sesame oil reflects the slime that makes people disgusted with things like fat and butter.
There was a bright light, and the three slack chins kept shaking as he spoke in a muffled voice.
Butler Needle, who was waiting carefully on the side, hurriedly presented a sketch drawn with charcoal. The rough-edged parchment was placed on the beech table like an altar. The figures in the market were like the charcoal in the hands of a gardener who entered the art palace.
The appearance of the ordinary young man with a sneer at the corner of his mouth was clearly and accurately captured on the paper.
"Don't you want to be captured alive?"
One of the visitors, a middle-aged man with a scholarly temperament and a Mediterranean hairstyle, responded with a smile. George Diery (geetherry), who was aware of Monet's unique sexual habits and was full of disdain for this mission, couldn't help but express his old habit of sarcasm.
Appeared again.
"Oh...this face is a bit ordinary, but it's still pretty standard."
It was obviously a man's voice, but the tone was sharpened to sound like a girl. Except for Monet, everyone else felt a chill and goosebumps on their bodies.
Crescent-like sharp nails extend from the patient's slender fingers. The sharp arc tips painted with bright oil paint slowly move along the contours of the young man's face on the parchment paper. The lipstick-smeared lips are bent into obscene shapes.
smile.
"I hope this kid is still a virgin, otherwise the fun will be compromised."
Stephen Herbert Lawrence smiled charmingly, with a lot of gold dust shaking off his wrinkled face.
"Oh, no matter if he is a virgin or not, he will definitely not be after meeting you."
Diery's tone sounded like a joke, but in essence it was both mockery and protest.
"We are talking about business now. Only a stupid Albion man would involve the stinking smell of his lower body into the business at this time."
"I'm not from Albion.
"I'm not talking about you either, you fool with the surname of Albion.
"Bald guy..."
"Quiet!!!!"
Before Monet and Needle were choked to death by such a stupid argument, Alphonse de Sade, the fifth person in the room and one of the visitors, finally endured
I can't bear to jump out and end this seemingly endless quarrel that will produce no results.
"Mr. Monet, we are not interested in... the grudge between you and the target, nor do we want to know what happened. However - spending a large sum of money to hire three wandering magicians to act as killers at a time, the target is...
A child. Don’t you think this is an exaggeration? Of course, you paid the money and you have the final say.”
The old magician with wrinkles on his face was not at all attentive to his customers, and there was no hint of humility when he used honorifics. When he finally finished speaking, the displeasure on his face was as bad as if he had eaten something dirty and he needed to spit it out and rinse it immediately.
Mouth is the same.
As a patron and the owner of the house, Monet should have been annoyed by the disrespectful service attitude and jumped up and shouted loudly to protest the other party's bad attitude, but he did not make any response.
First of all, it is questionable whether that body full of grease can complete the difficult action of [jumping] without the help of others. In addition, the person in front of him is not a small merchant who can't even speak to him.
Sitting in front of me are three magicians.
Magicians enjoy many privileges that are difficult for ordinary people to access. For example, on a street, a lowly one-way magician meets a wealthy civilian businessman. The businessman must take off his hat and salute to let the one-way magician pass first. Another example is
, among the nobility, there are examples of people who were born as civilians and rose to the ranks of the nobility relying on military merit. However, most of them cannot be hereditary, and there is only one generation of knights. The titles of the middle-high-level nobility and the great nobility, who control the right to speak and govern government affairs, are entirely determined by magic.
The aristocratic family monopolizes the lineage of magicians. In Wilt, magicians and nobles are synonymous.[
Although the three magicians in front of them committed serious crimes and were deprived of their titles, they were still important figures that Monet could not afford to offend, and their somewhat outrageous attitudes were completely within the acceptable range.
He couldn't be angry, and he didn't know how to smooth things over. Monet remained subtly and awkwardly silent.
The clever butler saw the reason for his master's silence, and took a step forward to look at the face where the whip marks had not faded.
"The three of you may not know that a few days ago, this boy from Li killed Anthony Joly, the enhanced magic user we hired to maintain order and security in the market."
"Oh, I know that guy, another bald guy."
Lawrence spoke nonchalantly, insults and provocations spilling from his lips like frivolous whistles. Diery raised his eyes and glared at his companion's heavily made-up face, the blood vessels on his forehead pulsing violently under the skin, and his clenched teeth rubbed an unkind tone.
"I didn't tell you, you are so bald."
A dead bald man is a good bald man - a sarcastic hidden sting and a roll of the eyes were returned to the middle-aged Mediterranean man who was grinning and ready to bite.
"Enough!! Shut up!!!"
Sade, who no longer had any patience with his two subordinates who were like living treasures, slapped the table and shouted. The triangle magician's angry shout made the cross magicians calm down and exhale the boring and hot exhaust gas from their bodies. Sade did this
He made a "please continue" gesture.
Already getting used to the incongruous melody between the three visitors, Needle took a deep breath and emphasized the key points in a heavy tone:
"Mr. Jolly was killed by that kid using an unknown and suspicious magic."
The frivolity, anger, and arrogance all faded from the faces of the magicians. Sade, who was in a dominant position, once again looked at the young man in the sketch, lowered his tone, and spoke more powerfully:
"Tell me about the specific situation."
Although it was a bit unexpected, the magicians just adjusted their attitude from casual to cautious. It was completely a professional sensitivity, rather than being troubled by the difficulty or even planning to reconsider the deal.
There are three senior magicians with actual combat experience here. Even if the target knows some magic, he is just a chick who has not shaken off the eggshell on his butt. The possibility of losing is completely non-existent. But the cost spent in order to win
The cost must be within an affordable limit. In order to reduce that cost, it is necessary to understand and analyze the enemy's intelligence in detail, and then make the most appropriate tactical arrangements. After that, it will be a wonderful hunting game.
It will be a gorgeous festival. The poor lamb will be chased in despair, played with to satisfy the hunter's sadistic desires, and then become a good sacrifice to the underworld.
In the dim light that flickered from the oil lamp, the jackals grinned.
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Narrated small theater time:
Nidhogg: It’s time to explain again. May I ask Master Li Lin, what are the levels of magicians?
Li Lin: Magicians are divided into levels according to what kind of spells they can drive mana to form. The more complex spells they can construct, the higher the corresponding level.
Nidhogg: So what is their rank mark?
Li Lin: It's a geometric figure. The lowest-level apprentice only has a blank circular logo. After officially becoming a magician, he is awarded the initial "one"-shaped single line, and the upward levels are cross, triangle, four sides, and five points.
There are six awns, seven wings, eight directions, and the highest level is a gold-rimmed ring, which is the [Nine Rings].
Nidhogg: This concludes today’s commentary!
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