Jonas's behavior made Lu Zhengkang doubt his character at a certain moment.
It is difficult to live in this magical world, especially after looking at history, every intelligent person can clearly realize that civilization is regressing. From the mythical era to the post-magical era, the Fourth Age has become a very dull period.
, maybe in a few epochs, people will completely forget the huge potential of individual power, and everyone will live a mediocre life, and start to rely on the warmth of collective clinging to live in this cold world.
However, it is precisely because of the intervention of supernatural forces such as magic, demons, and the Holy Spirit that people are particularly open to abnormal events.
The Brighton boy is a coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death. If nothing unexpected happens, this will be his character in the future. However, he has shown surprising adaptability and resistance to pressure.
Lu Zhengkang touched the cool mane on his face and thought to himself, maybe this is a talent that can be developed.
The troll patted his belly and felt hungry. No matter what thoughts he had, he should put them aside first. Eating was a serious matter. There were a few pounds of potatoes, some cabbage, a few rotten tomatoes, and half a piece of cheese in the barrel.
, there are several bags of coarse sea salt and a large number of smoked meat cubes in the wooden box, as well as six bags of coarse wheat flour.
There was food and fire, Lu Zhengkang rubbed his hands, and the aroma of almost a civilized society lingered on the tip of his nose!
But the problem is there is no pot.
Lu Zhengkang was really shocked now. There was everything in this place, even toilet buckets, but why was there no pot?
Do those dead people like to eat grilled food?
The troll sighed, picked up ten huge potatoes with his fingers, spread them on the embers next to the campfire, and placed the tomatoes next to the fire. Then, he placed the orc's two-handed sword on the fire, which was about the width of a palm.
As an iron plate.
The meal was prepared slowly. Halfway through, the aroma wafted away. The Brighton boy changed his pants without exposing himself, with a satisfied smile on his face. The old man's pants were too big for him, like a long skirt.
Normally, he would show off for a few times, then sneak up on Lu Zhengkang.
The troll heard the dragging footsteps and turned to look at him. Jonas tiptoed, and when he saw Lu Zhengkang's three scary black eyes, he immediately didn't dare to move. Then he lost his center of gravity, stumbled, and then his pants slipped.
He fell down, then tripped over his pants, and landed on his face with his bare buttocks at Lu Zhengkang's feet.
"..."
The troll sighed again and picked him up by his collar. He now suspected that this Brighton kid was neurotic rather than simply having a big heart.
Language once again became a barrier to communication. The troll's lips flipped twice, but in the end he was unable to say even a single sentence. Lu Zhengkang sighed again and put Jonas down.
The boy covered his nose with one hand and clutched the waistband of his trousers with the other, his face flushed with shame.
Lu Zhengkang sat down, patted the ground beside him, and motioned for Jonas to sit down. The Brighton boy's shame came and went even faster, and he immediately sat down next to Lu Zhengkang, deliberately staying very close.
, looking like two good brothers.
Jonas seems to be born with a lovable temperament, like the protagonist of a comedy show. He is optimistic, lively and neurotic, fearful of life and death, but bold. He is a Brightonian with standards that are even beyond the standards.
Lu Zhengkang picked up a cooked potato with his fingernails and handed it to Jonas. He took it naturally, put it in his arms, held it with his clothes, and kept blowing on the hot potato. In the dim room, the faint sound
In the firelight, the boy couldn't help but smile, like a quiet afternoon in the woods, with flames dancing on his brown pupils, flashing with a cunning meaning.
The wolves began to rest. There was no cold wind in the warm room, and the large stone windows allowed the air to circulate very comfortably. Except for the slight chill that secretly chilled the bones, everything was comfortable.
The Trolls and Bretons began to enjoy the food.
Great eating has a natural sense of ritual and can encompass everything about home, family affection and warmth.
The boy was chewing potatoes while looking at the trolls around him.
It's glowing!
Yes, although it is weak, it is indeed shining. It is as clean as the stars and the moon, as fine as the water waves, its hair is soft and dense, and its posture is calm and peaceful. If you don't witness its killing with your own eyes, how can you regard it as a terrifying beast?
"Mr. Troll, are you wise?"
"..." Lu Zhengkang's sharp fangs tore off the barbecued meat. Since he had no molars, he had to swallow it whole, but he couldn't enjoy the taste of saliva mixed with the aroma of meat.
"Mr. Troll, let me teach you how to speak! If you don't want to, just shake your head... Ha, you really want me to teach you how to speak! After I teach you, we can have a heart-to-heart talk. You must have a lot of great things.
My experience includes killing giant bears, sword cats, and even tree spirits..."
Lu Zhengkang ate in silence.
Three whole hours.
After Lu Zhengkang had eaten his fill, he went to the door to dig out two mouthfuls of fresh snow and drank it. He was followed by Jonas the whole time. Now he had begun to teach him the language. He would often point to an object, then say a word, and then finish.
I just stared at the troll closely and when I saw it was silent, I changed my words and said something else.
Lu Zhengkang listened carefully. Although there was not much to learn in the scope of activities, thanks to Jonas's amazing amount of nonsense, he had learned many nouns and could understand a little bit of what the Brighton boy said.
content.
For example, words such as troll, sword, leather armor, snow, snowfield, plain, and mountain were all emphasized repeatedly and confirmed.
The next days will have to be spent like this.
In his free time in the afternoon, Lu Zhengkang practiced swordsmanship for a while. As a martial arts master, even though he specializes in palm skills, he also knows many swordsmanship. When the time is right, he has integrated all the martial arts in the world into his heart. Although many martial arts
I haven't really practiced it, but the moves are familiar.
Without inner energy, it is impossible to use sword energy, but with the troll's physical strength, it will not be a problem to defeat the enemy and kill generals.
The magic energy system is different from inner energy and soul energy, and past experiences can only serve as a reference. However, Lu Zhengkang plans to explore the linkage between magic energy, spirit, and body.
The giant's sword dance was elegant and poetic, and the boy watched mesmerizedly, as if he was watching an ape flying in the air, while the sword was like a bird in the palm of his hand. The two were harmonious but different, and the movement and stillness were suitable.
Jonas felt that everything he saw in front of him was a miracle gifted by fate and the Holy Spirit. He couldn't help but get excited and wanted to learn how to practice swordsmanship like Lu Zhengkang, but he was still too young, only four feet tall and thin.
, could not master the iron sword, so he sneaked away to pick up branches in the woods.
The troll watched the boy's every move. He kept moving and didn't pay much attention to his whereabouts.
Not long after, a scream and several wolf howls came from the woods, and the boy stumbled out, followed by two direwolves chasing after him, but they were the same male wolves that had previously confronted the pack over the walrus carcass.
They are coming to beat the autumn wind again.
The wolves heard the sound and came from the shack, but it was the troll who moved faster.
Lu Zhengkang rushed to Jonas' side in three or two steps. The moment he tripped over his pants, he swung his sword and slashed through the boy's hair. The tip of the sword trembled slightly and two brilliance flashed out.
Two male wolves were stabbed into the skull by the tip of the sword and died on the spot.
Jonas didn't mean to be afraid at all, he just rushed over and hugged the troll's thigh tightly, "Ah ah ah! You came to save me! Hahaha, I only know!" He was very happy, "You can teach me
How to fight? You were so handsome just now!"
Lu Zhengkang glanced at the branch in the boy's hand. It was simply a dead branch. Not to mention being used as a wooden sword, it would break even if it was swung a little faster.
A cub without common sense cannot survive in Skyrim.