I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages

Chapter 418: Demolition Captain (3) _1

Translator: 549690339

The little boy was unmoved and leaned his body against the ridge.

Roger noticed.

There was a hole in the mud wall below the ridge.

If he were to do anything extreme …

The child might have gotten in.

Hence, he smiled helplessly and said softly, ‘

“Trust me,” “I’m not a bad person.”

On the data bar.

[ you have successfully deceived a young child. You have acquired a new milestone:[ deceiving the old and the young ]

[ deceiving the old and the young: this is also a kind of equal treatment. ]

[ corresponding title: thousand-tongued Playboy (the clarity of your speech is increased by 100%; ]Your language talent has been greatly improved) ]

“What the f * Ck is this ‘thousand-tongued Playboy’! ” . still have to lie when. ‘m just going home …”

After settling the little boy.

With mixed feelings, Roger walked toward the two Paulownia trees. Under the hemp tree.

That ‘Roger’s cabin’ was very similar to the one in his memory.

Of course.

There were still some details that were different.

He walked around the small house.

Then, he pushed the door open.

The familiar object in front of him made his nose sour.

A turbulent memory and a strong sixth sense intertwined in his heart.

[ sixth sense: you have noticed that someone has copied your house and cleaned it regularly. The last time you cleaned it was two weeks ago. ]

Although it was no longer the small house from before.

But the things here still made him feel familiar.

People could only return to their starting point.

Only then did he suddenly realize how much memory loved to lie.

For example, Roger had never realized this before.

It turned out that the small house he had lived in for ten years was so small and cramped.

If he were to live in this house for a long time now, he would probably find it too small.

“Maybe.”

“This must be the feeling of things remaining the same, but people changing.” this house is still the same as before, but I’ve become much bigger …

Roger consoled himself.

He sat in the room quietly for a while.

The little boy’s confused voice came from outside the door. “Travelers can just barge into other people’s homes?” this is the house of Auntie tolesi’s friend. Roger’s eyelids twitched as he smiled and said,

“I’m her friend.

The little boy was stunned. “I don’t believe you!”

He said like an old man,

“The Lords have said that they will never meet their former friends again. If it wasn’t for the fact that you don’t look like a bad person, I would have gone to the garrison!”

“You can stay in the house for two days, but don’t damage anything inside!” it’s boring. I’m going to find someone else to play with .

He said.

He ran away as if he was flying.

She looked at his back as he left.

Roger thought it was quite interesting.

He didn’t chase after them.

Instead, he lay down on the bed.

The moment he laid down.

The fatigue from six or seven years of hunting rushed into his heart.

Roger lay on the bed, relaxed.

He only opened his right hand and aimed at the low-hanging beam.

He looked at the new spider web on the beam.

He listened to the insects ‘chirping.

It was as if they had returned to 16 years ago.

The next moment.

He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep.

He was sleeping very soundly.

When he woke up, it was already four days later.

The hunger in his stomach urged him to eat quickly.

Roger washed his face, adjusted his physical and mental state in an orderly manner, and then took out a piece of bread from the flannel bag to satisfy his hunger.

On the data bar.

[ integration of heaven and man: you have entered a ‘state of enlightenment’ during this sleep. Your slaughter level +0.01 ]

[ you have obtained a new specialty-bier penetration ]

[ clear spiritual altar: you will be able to learn the first new martial arts of the year in 10 minutes; ]For martial arts with high requirements, you will have the opportunity to receive a lower difficulty depending on the situation.

“It’s really good!”

After eating his fill, Roger comfortably stretched his back and took out “Golden Bell fall” with a smile on his face to complete his study.

The new talent he gained from enlightenment was indeed powerful.

But what really surprised Roger was the vitality that came from the depths of his soul!

It was as if someone had used a brush to wash away the dust and dirt in his heart.

He felt extremely spirited!

He looked at his interface.

He found that there was a new blessing on it.

Bone healing (a blessing from the depths of the soul):For the next year, you will be in a state of full energy.

Your soul is full and impeccable.

Your body is healthy and immune to all diseases. You will not feel ‘tired’ or ‘mentally tired’.

“Does this count as self-healing?”

Roger walked out of his house feeling extremely comfortable.

This blessing was quite good.

After all, physical fatigue was easy to get rid of, but mental fatigue was hard to get rid of.

It was early in the morning.

He left the house and strode to the center of the town. Finally, he stopped under the sign of the hammer and sword near the cross.

The blacksmith shop in the early morning was still filled with the sound of bellows.

There was no one in the hall.

Roger strode in.

A tired voice came from inside,

“I’m not taking any new orders.”

I have to prepare the garrison’s armor first. There might be trouble soon …

The air was filled with the smell of tung oil.

Roger coughed and said, “It’s me,” he said.

“What did you just say?”

The sound of iron being struck was too loud.

The steam had covered part of the room.

“It’s me!”

“Roger!”

“I’m back!”

Roger simply roared.

Bang! Bang!

This was the Sound of Metal objects falling to the ground..