"Master, you are scared." Carrie said in her mind as Ashu Rufate walked towards her mount.

"What am I afraid of?"

"You are afraid of being rejected by others," Carrie replied. "But, I want to tell you that you should not worry about it. You should not only be ashamed of it, but also be proud of it, because you are a creature far superior to them."

"However, it is also a smart choice to try not to expose your identity. After all, your enemy is very strong. If possible, it is better to maintain this state, but you don't have to bear any psychological pressure on it."

Carrie spoke seriously, but before Ash Rufat could answer, Mimilu spoke.

"Master, Mimilu heard that vampires are all able to...resurrect the dead? Freely control the dead?" she asked curiously.

"I have some ability in this regard." Ash Rufate replied. He tried to condense a ball of black magic energy. The magic energy was colorless and tasteless, but it could still be perceived by Mimilu. Mimilu was like encountering cold wind, and her hair stood up.

"It's not the real resurrection, but..." Ashu Rufate wanted to explain, but found that his limited magical knowledge could not explain this. "In short, it is to inject black magic energy into the corpse, and the dead can regain the power of activity."

"After that being said, Carrie." Ashu Rufat asked in his mind. "It seems that you haven't asked me to practice magic for a long time."

When pretending to be Greenskin, magic practice is indeed impossible. Because Greenskin shamans can also sense the fluctuations of magic energy, it is obviously inappropriate to practice magic at Greenskin camp. However, after leaving Greenskin's army for so long, Carrie has never asked him to do that troublesome magic practice again. You must know that Carrie had urged him very hard before.

"Because I think it's more reasonable for the master to practice combat skills." Carrie replied. "This is a conclusion drawn from your latest statistical analysis of data. For example, this time against Wentini... magic is completely ineffective. Although magic practice is also necessary, it's good for you to exercise every day."

At this time, they had returned to the side of the road, and the black Nightmare Horse was waiting for him. In addition to the Nightmare Horse, another horse—the mount of the son of the elder just now—was there, and he did not escape. This horse is not a good-bred horse, nor a war horse, but it is just a short mountain horse that is more common in the mountains. This horse is good at climbing hills and is hard-working, but in terms of strength and speed, it is far inferior to a good-bred horse, and its value is not high.

"Mimilu wants to try riding a horse, okay? Master?" Mimilu looked at the horse and suddenly made a request.

"Yes, go and try it casually." Ashu Rufat was not worried. Mimilu was very agile and would not be injured even if he jumped off the Mercedes-Benz's high-speed horse.

Mimilu suddenly jumped onto the horse's back, which scared the horse and began to run around. However, Mimilu had learned the movements of Ash Rufate's horse control, and her arms were unexpectedly powerful, so she could always ride on the horse's back and hold the reins tightly. But she could only do this.

"Master, how do Mimilu control the horses?"

"Don't grab the reins too hard, as you will frighten the horse. Relax the reins and calm the horse. Trained horses are very sensitive to the reins. Tighten, pull left, right, relax, all mean different meanings. Just take some time to get familiar with them."

Having said that, Mimilu still tightened the reins of the horse uncontrollably, causing the mount to neigh and jump, and she couldn't stop for a while.

...

This is a room with relatively dim light. The whole room, from the ceiling to the floor, as well as the tables, chairs and furniture in the room, is made of metal that easily reflects light. But the light in this room seems dim.

Someone opened the door of the room. To be specific, a piece of the wall twisted and dispersed in a spiral manner, and an entrance and exit that was enough to be accessible appeared. One person walked into the room.

"Yiran." said the person coming in. "The committee is very interested in your proposal."

"They will be very interested." The owner of the room sat in a very large metal chair covering her, with his back facing the visitor. "After all, this doesn't cost any money. Do they have any opinions?"

"No, the only question is where exactly is our lovely goal."

"I don't know." The owner of the room replied bluntly. "As expected, he left the greens and ran away alone. I took some time to search, but found nothing."

"How is Green Skin's thing?"

"It's done. Without a leader, the green skin is a ball of loose sand. It's easy to eliminate them. I just guided it a little and succeeded... It's better not to mention this matter. I have already pointed out my proposal in time. If he wants to hide it, it's very difficult to find him, and the input and output are completely unequal. So it's better to wait patiently. We just need to leave a little attention and wait for our Ashu Rufate to appear again."

With this sentence, the owner of the room tapped a button, and the whole room suddenly lit up. The chair turned around and revealed Yilan's face.

"Don't worry, I have a gut feeling that we won't wait too long."

"intuition?"

"Women's intuition." Yilan replied.

...

"Master, we are almost here!" Mimilu looked at the map happily and said to Ashu Rufat.

Of course, Mimilu's hand is the simplest, roughest map that is easy to buy in grocery stores in villages and towns. This kind of map only roughly marks important terrains such as villages, roads, forests, and mountains, but it is enough for travelers.

"Well, Mimilu learned very quickly." Ash Rufate said. On the surface, he answered casually, but in fact he was secretly surprised. Although Ash Rufate had long known that the half-beast clan had quite high intelligence, he was deeply surprised that Mimilu was able to learn human words in such a short time.

During this period, because of boredom, he began to teach Mimilu to read. As a result, he unexpectedly found that Mimilu's learning speed was beyond imagination. In such a short ten days, Mimilu had the ability to perform some preliminary readings. For example, it was not a problem for her to understand the map now, and she read a simple reading on an ordinary story book. This shows that either the half-beast clan has very high intelligence (far beyond human imagination) or Mimilu is a genius in their clan. Mimilu couldn't explain this clearly, so Ashu Rufat felt that the former was more likely.

But why did the half-beast clan with such intelligence fall to its current level? This is really worth pondering.

If the map shows them correctly, then they are not far from their destination, Mir City. And the road conditions on the main road have improved significantly, which shows that this section of the road is often maintained. Judging from this point of view, they are approaching a certain human settlement.

Mir City is a medium-sized city in the south of Ryan. Originally, it was just an insignificant small town on the southern frontier, but because Ryan later expanded his territory in the Sivania region, it became an important relay station for contact with Sivania and developed greatly. Due to the obstruction of the Blue Moon Mountains that run across the south of human land, this is the only road leading to Sivania. In other words, if Eshu Rufate wants to go to Sivania, he must pass through Mir.

Although Sivania is a wild and remote place where criminals are exiled, with plagues and order, full of bandits and thieves and various strange threats. However, as a newly opened area, Sivania has many rare specialties and resources in other places. Therefore, merchants leading to Sivania have endless streams of wealth to Mir City. Not to mention anything else, just by seeing the city wall from afar, you can clearly feel a sense of showing off by the rich family - the people of this city actually built pictures with red bricks on the city wall, and the content of the pattern is to praise war, gods and heroes.

The number of people on the road has increased significantly. Most of them are in groups, driving carriages and pulling goods, but there are also many single passengers. No one cares too much about Ashrufat and Mimiluduo. Even if some people expressed interest in Mimilu, they just took a look at it or two more.

"Master, that, what is that?!" Mimilu saw for the first time that someone used bricks to form complex but lifelike patterns on the city wall, and couldn't help but widen her eyes because of surprise. This purely show-off practice consumes a lot of financial resources, and even the Holy City Oren is not as rich as that. Of course, the size of the two cities is very different, so it is inappropriate to compare it with this.

"It's just a picture." Asu Ruffatt replied. When he saw this rare city wall, he felt a familiar feeling deep in his heart. It seemed that he had been here and had seen this thing. However, no matter how he scraped his stomach, he could only feel this hazy and vague feeling, and he could not remember the specific content.

He had been here before he went to Kalean. But this feeling was vague, but it was very strong, so Ashu Rufate thought he might have experienced something extremely important here. Maybe even when he was a human being, his hometown was here.

However, Ashu Rufat knew that he could not go back. Qin Xin washed away his memory, and he remembered nothing. He didn't even know what he looked like. And for him, losing his memory was even a good thing because he was no longer a human being.

"Why do you draw pictures on the wall? Is it useless?" Mimilu asked.

"It's useful, it means you're very rich." As Ashu Rufate stared at the pattern, a familiar feeling came again.
Chapter completed!