Wearing the Rags Chapter 6

"Is the Sterling Silver really sleeping?" the fighting birdman asked, his tone becoming urgent.

The big man said: "Yes, it is being spread throughout the Red Dragon territory. A few days ago, the Sterling Silver and the Red Dragon fought for the Andor Swamp at the border of the territory. They fought for three days and three nights, leveling the Peia Mountains. Both sides suffered losses. Now they are all back." The castle dungeon is dormant."

"Little Mouse" couldn't help but nod. They are natives who live on the edge of the Sterling Silver's territory. When the two lords fought a few days ago, the roar shook the earth, magic rioted, the sea of     fire spread to the sky, and a large area of     Andor Swamp was burned. , the sky was red late at night, and they were so scared that they didn't even dare to come out of the cave.

It was when their food reserves were depleted that they were forced to go to a remote forest far away from the Andor swamps to look for food. Only then did they discover this elven ruin hut that had lost food.

The eyes of others became hot, and "Peng Peng" and the grumpy birdman, who were still at war with each other, suddenly began to look longingly in their eyes.

"The Sterling Silver is really dormant!"

"I heard that the red dragon tore one of the Sterling Silver's arms, and the Sterling Silver tore off half of the red dragon's wings. They won't wake up until the White Wind Season!"

This is great!

No one could conceal their excitement when thinking about the Sterling Silver territory and the rich magic stone veins in the northern wilderness.

Byron finally understood. It turned out that they were mainly here for the magic stone.

But what is the White Wind Season?

Byron was confused and didn't dare to ask.

On the other hand, the new big guy's attention has been on Byron. He recognized the wrong person and extended an invitation to Byron: "If you are willing to come together, the magic stone I mined can be shared equally with you."

Others also looked at Byron.

They stared at Byron and began to wonder if Byron was deceiving them by saying he was not an elf.

Byron felt uncomfortable being stared at. Although I don’t know what the magic stone is and what its purpose is, what does it have to do with him?

Are you kidding me, stealing mines while the Sterling Silver is sleeping?

What if the Sterling Silver wakes up?

Byron quickly refused.

Only by obeying the law can you save your life.

He's not an elf, he doesn't know any magic, he doesn't have any attribute blessings, he's just a squishy human who doesn't even have a novice gift pack!

Byron: "No, no, no, you misunderstood. I am really not an elf. Really, I am a human. I fell through that gap. They all saw it!"

The big man looked at everyone, and everyone in the room nodded.

"I don't know what the Philosopher's Stone is, and I'm not interested in it." Byron quickly clarified the relationship and explained that he was not their competitor. "I fell here accidentally, and I won't tell anyone about the relationship between Sterling Silver and News about the Sorcerer's Stone, I just want to go back to my hometown. Do you know how I can return to my hometown?"

Seeing that everyone was doubtful and didn't respond, Byron whispered more chips: "I seem to know how to deliver food here. As long as it helps me get home, I can provide food for everyone every day."

Long Tail: "I've only heard of things falling from gaps in space, but never of things falling out."

Birdman: "Well...I haven't heard of it either..."

Big man: "Well, I seem to have heard of it."

Byron's eyes revealed longing.

Big Man: "There is a different world creature called "human" that is very similar to elves. Where have I heard of "human"?"

Crowd: "???"

Are they talking about the same topic?

After hearing this, Byron stood up suddenly and said anxiously: "Human?! Have you heard of people? When? Was it more than six years ago? Did they also fall here?"

The big man recalled slowly and spoke even more slowly. He said slowly and vaguely: "When... is it the fifty harvest season or the eighty harvest season... Well... ...It seems to be the dead leaf season..."

Byron's heart felt cold when he heard him muttering.

Even though the seasons here are different from those on Earth, "fifty" and "eighty" should not correspond to six or seven years ago.

"I can't remember clearly. It seems to be during the white wind season, when a group of thin feet gathered together to hide from the snow... But it's not here. This is the first time I've come to Sterling Silver since Felix inherited the territory. territory."

Byron refused to give up: "Well, what about everyone? Six or seven years ago...well, more than two thousand days ago, have any of you seen a human who looks like me? The male is half a head taller than me. There was also a woman who came to me, a woman who was sick."

Everyone shook their heads.

Long Tail: "This is my first time seeing a living elf, oh, no, a human."

"Little Mouse": "Me too, I thought the elves had completely left the Wilderness of Beren."

"Of course I left! There are not many elven ruins and huts left."

The natives were talking.

Byron listened left and right, his head gradually drooping again.

He raised his head again and slowly clenched his fists.

No matter what, at least he had some news.

There are humans in this world.

There are people like him in this world.

More than six years ago, my parents suddenly and mysteriously disappeared. They disappeared so cleanly and completely without a trace that they might have just fallen into this world!

That's why they couldn't contact him and didn't contact him for so many years.

Byron bit his lip, he didn't want to leave.

As long as there is a little hope, he will keep looking.

He urgently wanted to know what kind of world this was and how he could find his parents.

Byron tried to calm down.

Now that he has nothing to live on, he probably can't survive for a few days on his own. How can he get others to take him to find his parents?

cell phone!

Byron was excited.

This seems to be a magical world without technology, so mobile phones must be rare enough.

He hurriedly touched his body, but his phone was not in his pocket.

how come!

His trouser pockets were deep and he didn't feel his phone fall out.

Could it be that gust of wind just now?

Byron lowered his head and looked around.

The four-eyed cat-faced woman stood next to him at some point, "What are you looking for?"

Byron was startled, but he still had the courage to describe it, "It's such a big square thin box, so thick."

After hearing this, the four-eyed cat-faced woman looked around for him and took out a luminous stone from her pocket and gave it to him, "I'll lend it to you."

"Thank you." Byron carefully took the luminous stone, and the warm light like a candle glowed in his palm.

"You know magic!" The four-eyed cat-faced woman smiled.

"What?" Byron was startled.

"The glowing stone lights up."

Byron lowered his head.

"This one needs to absorb magic power to shine." The four-eyed cat-faced woman walked around Byron, sniffing around him, "Magic is also learned in your hometown?"

Byron was confused, his face was confused and his mind was blank.

When did he learn magic?

Why didn't he know?

etc.

Since he can do magic...

Byron held the luminous stone and asked curiously: "Am I powerful?"

The four-eyed cat-faced woman looked at him strangely, huddled in the corner with her fingers, and hugged the two small black balls on the wooden table, "Is she similar to him?"

Byron had no idea, was it powerful or not?

"How about...them?"

He pointed carefully at the birdman, "Peng Peng", who was still arguing with others about whether there were elves in the wilderness forest.

Catwoman was startled and started laughing wildly.

The four eyes on her face suddenly jumped into a ball.

Byron no longer humiliates himself, he understands.

He smiled at the four-eyed cat-faced woman, holding the luminous stone and bending down to look for it.

Byron searched for it and came to the two-mouthed little black ball hugging the table.

For a moment, they looked at each other awkwardly.

Byron said sarcastically: "I'm sorry, have you ever seen a small square box, so big and thick..."

The black man with two mouths suddenly whispered: "You'd better stay away from the Multi-Eyed Clan."

Byron was startled: "What?"

"Stay away from the Multi-Eye Clan."

Byron was shocked, moved closer, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

Two-mouthed black ball: "Eating magical creatures can replenish magic."

After that, he quietly moved the table so that it could completely block the sight of the four-eyed cat-faced woman.

Byron's hair was about to explode, "What? Then, then you?"

Two-mouthed black ball: "The meat of our short-billed people is very hard and not tasty. They find it smelly, but you smell good."

Byron: ...

Should he have eaten that dinner?

Byron couldn't help but move closer to the short mouth of the two mouths, and what he smelled was clearly the smell of gra**.

Byron was not in the mood to look for his cell phone anymore. He lingered beside the short mouth and couldn't help but quietly observe other people. He became wary. Everyone seemed to be secretly looking at him and wanting to eat him.

Byron walked around the room in fear and pretended to linger for a long time before he had the courage to return the luminous stone to the four-eyed cat-faced girl.

"Aren't you looking for it?"

Byron shook his head, his voice trembling, "Thank you."

"Do you want to sit here?" The four-eyed cat-faced woman pointed to the wooden pillar beside her.

Byron shook his head like a rattle, shrank into the shadow of a corner, and then moved closer to the short mouth.

After he finished observing, except for the "squirrel monkey" on the roof and the "little mouse" huddled in another corner, they were the weakest in the whole room.

Byron really couldn't think of a way to escape, so he couldn't help but come back and ask the two-mouthed black group for advice: "Hello, my name is Byron."

The short-mouthed man hesitated for a while, then finally spoke: "Hello, I am Jasper from the short-mouthed tribe."

Byron: "Can you teach me how to survive?"

Jasper whispered from behind the table, "Do you have a cave?"

Byron whispered: "No."

"There are no clansmen?"

"No."

"Then don't leave the elf hut."

Byron also remembered what the big man said before he came in, and asked expectantly: "As long as I don't go out, they can't eat me?"

Hack: "The hut left by the elf is only for pa**ing adventurers to spend the night. In order to protect the hut, we agreed not to fight inside. If you and her are alone, she will eat you."

Byron: ...

Isn’t that in vain?

As long as the other party doesn't leave and is more patient with him, he still can't escape.

He silently observed the four-eyed cat-faced woman's toned and beautiful legs, her smooth, wild lines. Not to mention him, even the world sprint champion might not be able to escape from her feet.

Byron broke into a cold sweat, "Is there no other way?"

Jasper was silent.

Byron also fell silent.

The cabin was quieter in the second half of the night than in the first half. The fearless big guys were either sleeping or chatting about which direction was rich in magic stone mines, while the weak little creatures each found a corner and huddled aside, not knowing whether they were asleep or awake, quietly. Silently reduce your presence.

Changwei, who had previously taken the initiative to strike up a conversation with Byron, leaned next to the big man and listened with interest to his chat with the shorter birdman. He didn't know whether he loved listening to gossip or was also interested in the magic stone veins.

Byron was very sleepy, but didn't dare to sleep.

Tired and energetic, he was in a daze.

Especially the four-eyed cat-faced woman. Her four eyes took turns to rest, and one of them would always be open and look at him from time to time. The sight made Byron mentally weak and her heartbeat abnormal.

Seeing the sky outside the window starting to get brighter.

Byron was a little panicked.

He moved his numb legs nervously and accidentally kicked the wooden table. Jasper looked up at him and Byron apologized quickly.

However, Jasper didn't seem to be sleeping either, and he was very awake and gave Byron advice: "Go to Mr. Thinfoot and ask him to accept you as a pet."

"What?!"

"Adult Slenderfoots are very strong. They can get enough magic stones and magic plants by themselves. They can also hunt wilderness monsters on their own. They don't need to eat small magic tribes like us with low magic power. Moreover, they are longevity tribes and like "Keep a beautiful little pet," Jasper said, looking at Byron with envy, admiration, and love in the way that cat lovers see cats, dog lovers see dogs, and humans see giant pandas, "You are so cute, Ask him and he will nourish you."

Byron: "............"

How is he cute? !

Why do you still have to sell your appearance here? ! !

Jasper's tone was sour: "You go with him to find the magic stone veins, and maybe he will give you the magic stone."

When he said this, Byron understood who "Mr. Thin Legs" was.

He focused his eyes on the opponent's thighs, which were comparable to elephant legs, and he really couldn't understand why they were called thin legs.

This Mr. Thin-footed man has wings and is undoubtedly an avian beastman.

The height is estimated to be nearly three meters tall. Based on Byron's common sense, the last time he saw a creature of this size was a giraffe.

Let him make a pet for such a creature?

Byron's tangled expression was distorted.

Jasper urged him: "He will leave at daybreak."

Byron scratched his head and struggled, trying to convince himself that he could bend and stretch.

"Is he really not going to eat me?"

"The Thinfoots are some of the mildest-tempered of the flying magical creatures."

Byron exhaled heavily and stood up slowly, holding on to the wooden wall.

The four-eyed cat-faced woman sleeping on the wooden pier suddenly opened her four eyes, raised her head and looked straight in the direction of Byron.

In the hut, other creatures also looked at Byron.

Byron walked step by step towards the big man and the door.

The long-tailed, slightly shorter birdman and "Pumbaa", and even the little creatures huddled in the corner for the night, all stared at him with interest.

Every step Byron took was like walking on thin ice, "Slowly..."

The light suddenly changed.

Byron stepped on the floor tiles of his home.

"Um?!!"

At the same time, in the elf cabin in another world, everyone stood up together, no longer sleeping, and stared in shock at the place where Byron disappeared.

Disappeared?

It disappeared instantly!

They looked at each other in disbelief.

Space gaps in their world are not uncommon, and there are powerful races that can master some space magic, but other things have always fallen here. This is the first time I have seen a living person transformed.

Wow, exciting!