Although he knew it would never taste too bad, Surdak still didn’t have the courage to taste it.

He put the glass on the table and rubbed his forehead thoughtfully before saying, "What can I say … there is a big lake in front of my house. In winter, there will be a thick layer of ice on the lake. When it is coldest in winter, a hole in the lake ice will catch fish in the lake. When I was a child, I was afraid of falling into this ice hole. Once I fell into the cold lake, I would not only be frozen, but I would probably not find an exit from the ice hole. Even if I could swim, I could stick ice on it. This is my fear in my heart."
Lance didn’t expect Surdak’s fear to be this. What’s so terrible about this …
Surdak smiled shyly and said, "I remember when the craftsman’s sword cut through the ice, even this fear was overcome."
Lance suddenly had a strange idea in his heart.’ It seems that it is not without benefits to know a little truth when I was a child.’
Surdak certainly wouldn’t say that he dreamed of the family business in middle school, but vaguely said, "There were some nightmares later, some roots can’t be regarded as hidden fears, and some of them may be some memories of me …"
In fact, he was not married in his previous life, and he didn’t even have a girlfriend when he was drinking with friends. When talking about life, it’s not terrible to be a pick-up man. I’m afraid it would be terrible if I didn’t even have a son, which would make people feel desperate …
For these imaginary things, even in the dream, Surdak can clearly tell that this is not true. He smiled and said to Lance, "Of course, I have experienced some imaginary things, but it is not a dragon or an ancient giant. Perhaps the shadow fear root doesn’t understand those so-called hidden fears. Maybe the root is not a fear before a diaosi …"
Didn’t you die when you were old and be reborn?
That’s nothing to be afraid of
Surdak said frankly to Lance, "When I finally face life and death, I simply don’t care about that form of death."
"…" Lance heard Surdak’s words, which was also a bit of a language. According to what he could understand, "Yes, you can perceive that the sacred attribute elements have the holy light, and even if they die, they will naturally enter the kingdom of God …"
So Lance found that Surdak had such potential and tried to persuade him, "By the way, do you want to consider the benefits enjoyed by the peripheral members of the magic union law enforcement group?"
Surdak rubbed his forehead naively and said, "Please, I just joined the guard camp last month."
"I know I hope you can seriously consider it again-after all, our law enforcement regiment is much better than the guard camp" Lance …
Chapter 355 Leg injury
It’s quiet inside the carriage again.
I can’t say that Sudakrans changed the subject and said, "Baron Grenfill will be put on trial on Monday and may be sent to the guillotine or the stake. The nobles hope to send him to the guillotine to make him die decently, but the magic union advocates that sending the stake can completely remove his demon mark …"
Surdak thought that Baron Grenfill might be rescued by the trusted Dark Red Knight if he had him.
One-third of the Korean pine forest outside Hailanza belongs to the Baroness of Grenfill. These territories are destined to be confiscated. The forest farm has been stared at by many nobles in Hailanza, and if the division has already been concluded, Karl lamented that he could not get a piece of this forest scene.
The magician Lance went on to say, "Eleven children of Baron Grenfill were not born with Margaret (Mrs. Grenfill). It is said that their fate will not change now that they have been tortured by Margaret at home. Fortunately, the younger ones will be sent to the Bena City War College to study, and the older ones may face being sent to the plane battlefield to participate in the cruel plane war, and may be incorporated into the infantry regiment as cannon fodder."
Speaking of cannon fodder, Surdak remembered Mo Yunling’s death in the 57th Heavyweight Infantry Regiment, and felt that his chest was like a stone.
"By the way, how is your leg?" Lance looked at Surdak’s right leg and asked him.
After being injured by a fireball in the cave of Surdak’s right leg, it didn’t heal as quickly as his wound, but there were signs of ulceration at the edge. In the past few days, Surdak has been treating his leg injury with holy light every morning and evening, but the wound has not improved.
"Sometimes it hurts, and it feels like I hurt my tendon. Fortunately, it won’t affect my walking at ordinary times." Surdak patted the leg bandage with a so-called face.
Lance thoughtfully said to Surdak, "I know a magical scholar who is proficient in magical biology and human anatomy and occasionally treats some strange patients. If I have time, I can take you to visit him."
Surdak has his own plans. He hesitated and said to Lance, "Wait and see. I think it can recover slowly. If the injury will continue to deteriorate, it is not too late to visit the magician."
"Come to me when you need to see the wizard." Lance nodded.
At this time, the carriage drove to the magic shops in the long street near the magic union, and Surdak planned to sell all the magic materials, magic scrolls and potions obtained from the black wizard. Anyway, there is no place to keep himself.
The two men had a barbecue at a restaurant opposite the magic union, and then parted ways in front of the restaurant.
This Gensoul duck is even more convinced that Lance is coming to chat with himself. The main reason is to understand how he really grams those sources of fear in his heart.
Even they, wizards with strong spirit, can’t escape from the control of shadow fear, but a knight who just joined the guard camp can get rid of his fear. This is probably because the senior wizards in the magic union haven’t figured things out.
Surdak glanced at the dazzling sun in the sky and planned to walk back to Knight College, which is not too far away from Knight College.
……
Walk into the dormitory building and climb the stairs through the dimly lit corridor. In an instant, the right leg came again with a sharp pain. Surdak stumbled and almost fell.
That leg wound will come from time to time, which is unbearable. The pain is like burning one’s soul. Surdak stairs took a sigh of relief before stumbling to climb the wooden stairs. A group of 13-year-old trainee knights came face to face. They were having a heated discussion about the competition in the knight training ground. After learning equestrian, these energetic young people will go to the knight training ground to practice equestrian if they have the opportunity.
They just walked face to face in Surdak, and the first trainee knight saw Surdak walking a little hard and asked enthusiastically, "Does Surdak need help?"
Surdak waved his hand and said to the trainee knight, "No, I’m fine."
He still has some fine sweat on his forehead, which doesn’t look like nothing.
When the group of young trainee knights saw that Surdak refused everyone, Surdak waved and walked out of the dormitory together.
"The clerk knight seems to have an old injury, which looks like a recurrence …"
"No wonder he never took part in physical training classes. He probably returned to Hailanza from the plane battlefield because he had some ways to heal his old wounds!"
"I think his legs and feet are not flexible, and it is likely that he has suffered a leg injury …"
A group of young trainee knights believed that they had found the real answer to Surdak’s not taking part in physical training classes, and they went further and further as they walked.
Surdak climbed the third floor and the pain in his leg disappeared. He pushed the bedroom door to his wooden bed and sat down to take off his linen trousers. A thick layer of gauze was wrapped around the outside of his right leg and tibia. At this time, the gauze was stained with blood oozing from the inside.
He carefully exposed the gauze layer by layer to reveal the gold coin-sized wound on the outside of the tibia. At this time, the wound had festered into a blood hole. Surdak gritted his teeth and scraped off the erosion area near the wound. Instead of healing, the wound seemed to be a little bigger than before.
He meditated quietly on the bed with his eyes closed for a while, and his whole body was radiant with a layer of pale gold light. The sacred breath in the node kept flowing with his body, and his hand was filled with more sacred breath. He put his hand on the right leg wound and saw that the flesh and blood near the wound were full of vitality. Several flesh and blood wanted to converge together, but there was a strange breath left in the wound to prevent the leg wound from healing.
Surdak’s forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat. After reaching out and wiping it, he decided to try the last method.
He hesitated for a moment before the bedroom door was locked from the inside and the curtain was pulled. Only then did he pull out four pottery bowls from his magic pocket, light a deep and remote blue flame, recite spells in the temporary altar and start the sacrifice ceremony.
The statue of a double-sided four-armed fiend emerged.
This time he went to the face of God and took out a sand wolf’s head and put it at his feet.
Then there appeared three symbols in front of Surdak, which represented "Blessing Body", "Blessing Shield" and "Real Eye". Surdak skillfully chose "Blessing Body" and habitually touched the magic symbol "Blessing Shield". He stopped in the middle of his hand. He thought that even if he chose "Blessing Shield", the gain effect would not be finished.
This sand wolf head can increase its holdings of two effects. Surdak hesitated to touch his hand to the first Theory of Three Represents’ real eye’ symbol.
Two beams full of sacred breath fell from the sky, bringing strength increase and strong restoring force to Suldak’s body, which healed his right leg wound.
At the same time, with the ability brought by’ real eyes’, Surdak’s wound has a strange gray breath that constantly rejects the restoring power brought by’ God Blessed Body’.
There is a stalemate between the two forces at the wound of his leg. Obviously, the restoring force of "God Blessed Body" cooperates with the holy light in the body to occupy the gray breath. His leg wound heals a little slowly. Surdak finally breathed a sigh of relief and wrapped the wound hemostatic bandage with kindness. It was calculated that the effect of "God Blessed Body" would last for less than two days, and the leg injury in this period would heal.
During this short period, Risurdak also had the ability of "real eyes". His understanding of "real eyes" was limited to the fact that when peeling, he could see the inner layer of fur, which allowed him to peel off the leather perfectly and let him see the hidden life magic pattern of the hidden body of Warcraft. Unfortunately, he didn’t have the peelable leather at hand, so he could look around the room in the state of "real eyes".
He put away the sacrificial ceremony objects, and a flash of light came into his mind and he pulled out a magic scroll from his magic pocket.
This magic scroll in his hand is rolled into a tube. At this moment, Surdak’s eyes present a completely different picture at ordinary times. The layers of magic symbols are aggregated together to form the mysterious magic pattern. The force of the scroll is constantly flowing slowly in the magic pattern. He holds the scroll in his hand and feels like holding a light blue magic beam that is more than a foot long.
Unfortunately, he doesn’t know anything about magic, and he can’t see what this scroll really has.
When he took out the second magic scroll, he finally found that there are some qualitative differences between the two scrolls, that is, there are still some differences in the mana attributes contained in these scrolls. These differences show different colors in his eyes, such as the first magic scroll with a light blue halo, Suldak can feel the faint water element breath, while the second scroll shows the orange magic beam, which is the warm and restless fire element breath, and the magic power contained in the scroll is much higher than that of the first one.
I didn’t expect’ real eyes’ to give myself this ability. This Gensoul duck was pleasantly surprised in my heart.
He got a total of thirteen magic scrolls from the black magician’s magic pocket, and then he took them all out of his magic pocket and laid his bed neatly.
Then thirteen short magic beams appeared in front of his eyes, and these magic beams were divided into three colors. There were four scrolls with light blue water flavor, and six scrolls were full of shadow flavor. This scroll surface contained magic power several times stronger than those of water scrolls, and three scrolls had fire flavor.