Vincent turned to look at Ronan on the other side.
The horse man who reacted the most violently at the beginning actually became amiable now.
"May I ask, what exactly changed your view of me?"
Ronan raised his right arm and patted "This!"
Well, the same type as Hagrid.
After going around, Vincent found that the centaur tribe was extremely primitive.
Living in the forest, simplicity has its advantages.
In the final analysis, it was the Acromantula's fault that caused them to move in a year and a half.
Vincent turned around and stopped, "Bain, can I borrow something more?"
"Can."
Under the surprised eyes of the ponies, sections of branches turned into exquisitely designed cards.
"This is Gwent, a strategy game I designed myself."
After two games, both Bain and Ronan fell in love with it.
Vincent gave a complete set of nearly two hundred cards to the group of ponies, "I will bring you a few more sets tomorrow."
"Thank you uncle!"
When he heard this call, the muscles on his face beat wildly.
Two lifetimes combined, it is indeed the age to be an uncle.
"Stop being so playful and apologize quickly!" As soon as Bain made a serious face, the foals all hugged the Gwent cards and dispersed.
Ronan smiled and shook his head, "They are usually not so naughty. Maybe they see that you are a human."
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"Understood." Vincent looked at Hagrid, who was surrounded by them in the distance, "Can I come here often?"
"Yes, but you need the leader's consent."
He is actually quite curious about centaurs.
This species with a danger level of XXXX is not the result of hybridization, but is the same as the fishman and giant, both born from nature.
If you tell Rolf and Cedric what happened today, they will definitely be extremely envious.
After a dinner that could not be said to be sumptuous, but extremely unique, Margaret demonstrated astrology to Vincent on the open grassland.
"Burning sage and mallow can further interpret the results of stargazing."
He took a deep breath of the enchanting mixed smoke, and then looked up at the stars in the sky.
"Mars is still bright tonight—"
It's a very general, very mocking sentence.
Hagrid leaned into Vincent's ear, "I can't get a straight answer from them.
They always look up at the stars, which is very annoying."
"Uh-Hagrid-"
He completely ignored the gazes of the centaurs around him, "They are not interested in anything except things around the moon."
"Rubber Hagrid——"
Margery raised her hand lightly, "Please."
With Vincent present, the centaurs would indeed not be violent.
Unless you can't help it.
Baine and Ronan were on the left and right, followed by four centaurs.
When Hagrid saw this scene, he immediately stood up obediently.
Before he left, he glanced at Margaret rather resentfully.