Neris pulled off the leg of the pheasant and handed it to Salin. The steaming oil dripped down and floated in the cold air. The demon wolves did not dare to step forward, Neris threw away a few pieces of jerky, and the demon wolves then fought for jerky.

Salin opened his mouth to bite when suddenly a fierce sound of air tearing, and a weapon broke through the air and headed straight for Salin's hand.

Salin was also a little negligent. After raising the bonfire with Nelise, he no longer used his mental power to explore the surroundings. In the snow and ice, there were demon wolves patrolling around him. Salin never expected that someone would be ambushed.

However, he was not the low-level mage at the time. The air made a violent explosion when the weapon flew over, which showed how fast it was. Salin was not in a hurry, just pointed with his hand and an ice arrow appeared out of thin air, and with a soothing sound, he crashed into the incoming weapon.

Salin's magic gesture was very well controlled. The ice arrow accurately hit the back end of the weapon, crashed the flying weapon to one side, and with a bang, it sank into a towering tree.

"Nelise, you've found someone long ago?" Salin was not angry either. Even if he didn't take action, he could still intercept the weapon with Nelise's ability.

Nelise smiled. She felt that the ambush was not very dangerous, so she did not remind Salin. She also wanted to see how Salin is capable now.

The flying weapon was knocked away by an ice arrow and penetrated half into the tree, but it was a rough stone axe.

"Come out!" Salin pointed to the direction where the stone axe flew over. There was a depression there, filled with snow. The ambushed person threw the stone axe in the snow. Now he wanted to hide it but couldn't.

"Huh..."

A low voice sounded, and a savage crawled out of the depression. The man's leather jacket was extremely rough and strong, with a two-meter-long bow on his back. He looked at the savage's beard, and it was probably not cleared for several months, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Barbarian? Do you speak the common language?" Salin asked in a different language.

"Are you a magician?" The savage stood up straight, not taking off the longbow behind him. He replied, "Mels' words."

Salin pointed to the magic robe on his body and asked, "Why attack me?"

Barbarians are a general term, with complex bloodlines and not as pure as Caucasians. This group is far away from human cities and lives an extremely primitive life. Barbarians do not trade with merchants from any country, and only adventurers will occasionally encounter them. Although barbarians are not as large as Caucasian human groups, they are also wise races and can speak multiple languages. Because the priests of the barbarians died in the Third Dynasty, they have no power formed again and gradually declined.

The declining barbarians dare not attack the magicians, so Salin would ask this question.

"You... aren't people from the Holy See?"

"Holy See?" Salin was shocked, and the little pride accumulated in his heart suddenly dissipated. There were people from the Holy See here!

"I am the number one magician of Kushui County, a barbarian. You must apologize for your actions just now." Salin looked at this strong guy and used his physical strength to exert such powerful power. If the stone axe resisted with a magic shield, magicians below level three would be killed by one blow.

The big tree that is buried in the stone axe is as hard as steel. It takes great inertia to cut into weapons that deviate from the flight track.

The barbarian looked at the man and the woman and was staggering in his heart. He obviously didn't take his attacks to heart. He wanted to try again, but the older generation warned him not to provoke the magician.

The young magician was indeed very powerful. He just moved his fingers and knocked his stone axe away.

He didn't know that Salin had this ability that only practiced for many years. Salin and Rex had been using low-level magic to crack each other's attacks. The moment the stone axe flew out, Salin had calculated the trajectory of the stone axe. He just pushed it with an ice arrow behind the center of gravity of the stone axe. This was a pure skill, otherwise Salin would not have knocked a stone axe so easily.

Although the barbarian's stone axe was not exquisite, the materials surprised Salin. The axe was polished from obsidian, and the handle was wrapped with monster tendons, and only a six-sided hole was opened. Such a axe has not been used by the people of the empire for tens of thousands of years, and can only be seen in some relics.

The rough hand axe is enough to break most low-level magic shields due to material reasons.

"You want to prove that you are not from the Holy See." The barbarian thought for a while and said stubbornly.

Salin was happy and asked back: "How do I prove it?"

The barbarian was also a little dazed, and he didn't know what Salin did to prove that he was not from the Holy See.

"Master, let's talk about something with him, just grab it and ask." Neris was a little impatient. The power of this barbarian was very large, but it was still far from Shika. As for combat skills, the barbarian was obviously not as good as the Caucasians.

Neris used the Meers language, and she learned more and more languages ​​now, and it was no problem for people who disguised themselves as any country. After hearing Neris' words, the barbarian became irritable and reached out to take off his longbow from behind.

This is a compound bow. Although it is not as lethal as the alchemy crossbow, it is also very powerful at close range. Moreover, the barbarian arrows are also black keys, and it is difficult to resist any magic shield or magic.

"This is not possible." Salin flipped his hands and threw down the legs of the pheasant. The snow at the barbarian's feet formed a huge vortex, binding the barbarian's body. He took off his long bow and shouted loudly, scaring several demon wolves to escape. In this area, the barbarians were at the top of the food chain, and the demon wolves were afraid of them.

Salin's mutation bondage technique could not last long, and he didn't want to kill the barbarian, so he nodded at Naris. Naris understood and took out the rope and tied up the inactive barbarian in the past.

Salin came to the barbarian, and Neris pressed the barbarian to the ground. The barbarian suddenly became honest. He found that the woman in white fur was extremely powerful. Just pressing her on his shoulders made his muscles numb all over his body. He was pressed to the ground without rushing for a second.

"Now you are my prisoner, there is no need to apologize. I have to ask you a few things. If you don't answer, I will feed you to the devil wolf." Salin looked down at the barbarian. The barbarian's skin was not rough, but he had too many beards. His face was handsome and looked like a high-level warrior.

"First, are there people from the Holy See here?"

"yes."

"Then tell me who is from the Holy See?"

"I don't know." The barbarian answered very happily, but he was obviously not flexible.

"Master, why don't I ask?" Neris licked her lips, looking like she saw her prey.

Salin quickly waved his hand to refuse. The people who were asked by Neris were basically unable to save them. It was not a good thing for the people from the Holy See to appear nearby. It has not yet been established. If they were discovered by the Holy See, it might attract more magicians and knights of the Holy See.

The Holy See will not send people to this barren land for no reason, because there are no more intelligent life here except barbarians. If you want to preach, it is better to go to Skochenya. Although the Skochenya only believes in money, occasionally someone will fall into the arms of the Lord of Glory.

If it weren't for preaching, would the Holy See beloved of this land?

Salin has regarded the land in the north as his own pocket, and of course it is impossible to share it with the Holy See.

"What did the people in the Holy See do?" Salin thought of a more understandable question and asked the barbarians to answer.

"They are catching slaves." The barbarian answered quickly this time.

"slave?"

"Many tribe members were captured." The barbarian answered Salin's words, a little depressed. Now he is also a slave, and he is caught by a magician, and his fate is similar to being caught by the people of the Holy See.

"How many savages are there?"

"It turned out that there were several thousand people, but in the past two years there were fewer and fewer. Now there are about one hundred people."

Barbarians are different from Caucasians. Each one is a warrior, regardless of gender, age. A barbarian is an adult at the age of fourteen and can already fight against low-level monsters. What do the Holy See has captured so many barbarians? What are they used to preach to the barbarians?

"May I have your name?"

"Conan."

"Conan, I am a magician and I don't need a slave, but you offended me and need compensation. Do you agree with this?"

The barbarian Conan nodded. He tried to attack when he saw Salin wearing a long robe, like a guy from the Holy See. However, now he was caught, no matter who the other party was, he could only accept his fate. The barbarians did not believe in any gods, and did not have much persistence. When they were caught, most of them would be willing to be slaves.

"Okay, Conan, let's sign a contract." Salin said, taking out a blank scroll. The barbarian's combat power is good, although not as good as Sica and Neris, but providing some advanced equipment is much better than those pirates. Such a simple-minded person is not bad as a follower.

After finishing the scroll skillfully, Salin didn't talk nonsense and directly asked the barbarian Conan to write his name in blood on it. The scroll turned into ashes in a ball of fire, which proved that the magic took effect and the barbarians could not play any tricks.

"Nelise, let him go, bring your weapons, and we'll go back." Salin didn't want to stay here for more. The people from the Holy See were nearby. If they bumped into it, Salin was not sure. If there were deacons of Picasso and some ascetics, it would be a fierce battle.

Having seen the strange skills of the Black Deacon, Salin did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He hurried back to the camp, where there were three undead kings. Even if the God Envoy came in person, he might not be able to do anything to the three undead kings.
Chapter completed!