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Chapter 49: Specialties of the Village

In an uninhabited desert, five people wearing brown and worn-out cloaks were walking on foot against the wind and sand.

"A shapeshifter? Oh, that's a very tricky monster."

Lilith shouted, maybe because of the mask and the sand, the sound would not travel very far.

"They are very intelligent and cunning monsters. You must not take them lightly. They are spies of the Demon King's army."

Greer, who was walking in front, turned back and said to Lin Chad, the demon king's clone.

"I see, then can they disguise themselves as any living thing?"

asked the devil.

"Yes! Their bodies can change at will, and even the smell and sound can be the same as the original owner."

Lilith replied, she stood behind the Demon King, very close to him. Of course, this was partly to save energy. The five of them lined up in a straight line to fight against the wind and sand.

"Have you ever heard of the story of the shapeshifter and the king?" Greer asked.

The Demon King shook his head.

"That's a fairy tale. Almost everyone has heard it when they were children. You grew up in the mountains, so you don't know. It's a well-known story." Lilith took a few breaths.

"Is it the story about a human king who was seduced by a shape-shifter who turned into a beautiful woman, and was so stupid that the shape-shifter seized power?"

Tatara, who was standing at the end of the team, suddenly said.

"That's probably what it means, but it's a true story. The prototype of the story is Gotham, the first thousand-year-old country to perish. What's different from the story is that the king of Gotham is not stupid." Greer shouted.

As he stood, it seemed like sand got into his mouth, and he coughed a few times.

So that's it. The Demon King frowned and said to himself that the monsters in this world are quite powerful. There are no such terrible creatures in his world. Although there is transformation magic, it will be easy for people to notice the use of magic on him.

trace.

The shape-shifting monster is different. It has deceived the devil's eyes. This alone is enough for the devil to admit that it is the strongest in terms of disguise.

"Then is there any way to identify it?"

shouted the devil.

"The easiest thing is to look at the blood. Although the blood of shapeshifters is red, their blood will disappear when exposed to light." Lilith shouted.

"There are also differences in the nature of magic. To put it simply, the taste of magic is different. For some creatures that are sensitive to magic, they will have a special smell that is easy to identify." Greer shouted.

"I saw the sand tower! Just hold on."

At this time, Oro, who was at the front of the team, turned around and shouted to everyone.

Lilith was overjoyed and said: "Great, let's rest in the sand tower for one night. Tomorrow we will cross the desert and reach the Sluo Empire soon. We will be safe by then."

"Let's move forward quickly."

After saying that, everyone walked towards a ruins that collapsed and was half buried in sand.



The setting sun shone through the window, dyeing the house yellow. There was only a wooden bed in the simple room, and a pale-faced Ailan was lying on the bed with her eyes closed tightly.

At this time, there were three figures surrounding the bed.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

A small white fluffy creature made a warning sound. It stood on Ailan who was covered in blood, with its fur blowing, and glared angrily at the two strangers who reached over. It was originally round, but after blowing its fur

It's really no different from a hair ball.

"Ah, this little cutie is quite fierce. I'm just helping your master. I don't know what's good or bad!"

Nona bent down and said to the little creature.

However, the little creature couldn't hear what she was saying at all. It was still in a state of furry hair, making a squeaking sound in its mouth to warn the other party, and even showing its small teeth.

"Hey, what should I do now? This little guy is too protective of his master. If he doesn't take off his dirty clothes, little Ailan may get sick." Lucia said anxiously.

"Two adults, the hot water is ready."

At this time, a plainly dressed woman came into the room carrying a basin of hot water.

"Put it here first, thank you."

Lucia took the clean towel and then said to the woman with a smile. The woman was a little panicked and quickly said: "No, no, no, this kind of trivial matter is not worth thanking Xiao Min. Xiao Min went out first. If you have anything, please don't worry."

Order."

After saying that, the woman hurriedly left the room.

Lucia sighed, turned around and asked, "What should we do now?"

Nona also sighed, and she took out her staff and said, "There is no other way, I can only let it sleep for a while."

"Hey! I heard that Poirot is very sensitive to magic. If he knew that he was under magic, he might go on a hunger strike and commit suicide..." Lucia frowned and said.

Hearing this, Noah was also in distress, and she didn't want to be hated by others.

"It's okay, Chammy."

At this moment, Ailan suddenly woke up. She reached out and touched the little guy on her belly. Its hair immediately fell down and returned to its original shape.

It seemed very excited and kept rubbing its body against its owner's hand.

"Woke up so soon!"

Nona was a little surprised.

"Are you okay? How do you feel?" Lucia asked.

Ailan pushed herself up and sat up.

"Nothing's wrong."

Suddenly, she saw a big hole in her cuff, and suddenly recalled what happened before she lost consciousness.

"Hey! Didn't I suffer..."

She frowned, and a scene emerged in her mind. She saw a man's face in a bloody scene.

Suddenly, her eyes widened.

"That guy saved me?"

Seeing her surprised expression, Nona and the two couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Yeah, I have to admit, that guy's recovery magic is really powerful. Such a serious wound can be healed in such a short time, and there are no scars." Nona said with a frown.

"By the way, please change your clothes first. Do you mind if I go through your luggage..." Lucia asked weakly.

Ailan shook her head, smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."

So, it was the red adventurer who saved me...

At this time, her mood was a little complicated.



The convoy office was very busy at this time. A dozen middle-aged men with slightly gray hair were carrying boxes into the carriage. The coachman and adventurers were still guarding the carriage. After a battle, the faces of the convoy members were tight.

I was tense, afraid of another accident.

At this time, the Demon King sitting on the side was sitting on a square stone, yawning and looking at them.

So boring.

Just as he was thinking this, Ling Yi came over with something he didn't know what it was.

"Hey, do you want to eat wheat cakes?"

With that said, he handed a piece of residual hot sesame cake to the devil.

"Thanks."

The devil was not polite and took it directly and took a bite.

Not to mention, this sesame seed cake looks very ordinary, but it is quite delicious. It has an unknown fragrance with just the right saltiness, and has a kind of autumn wheat flavor.

Okay, that was all made up by the devil, this is just an ordinary sesame seed cake.

"Is the taste good? This is a specialty of this village."

Ling Yi said with a smile.

“It’s delicious.”

The Demon King replied, keeping his eyes on the pancakes he was about to finish.

Suddenly, he heard a gentle sigh from his life.

"Thank you, I owe you two favors."

Ling Yi said deeply. The Demon King raised his head and saw him bowing to him.


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