The sea is wide for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly. This is the best portrayal of Gavin's mood at the moment. There is sadness of parting, but it is diluted by the free state of mind. It is not Zaranda who restricts Gavin, but himself. On the one hand, he cares too much about Zaranda's opinion, which restricts his hands and feet. On the other hand, Zaranda's aura is too strong. It is obviously in the territory of the Nott family, which is completely like her home court. A lot of halo has been taken away by her. The most important thing is that Gavin believed from the beginning that his advantage is not here. He has no idea of taking root. His style of behavior is naturally like duckweed, drifting with the flow. He is willing to be a green leaf for Zaranda, to set off and highlight her achievements, so that she can go more smoothly and go further. If there is a chance in the future, he will use the relationship between the two sides to come back and pick peaches. "Since you are following, come over!" Gavin said to the black shadow in the distance after fiddling with the bonfire in front of him. As the sound of horse hooves sounded, a man and a horse slowly walked over. The figure on the warhorse was thin and small, looking like a child of seven or eight years old, but when his face was revealed, no one would think so. The pointed and long ears, even larger than those of an elf, took up a third of his face. His big nose was flat and curved like an eagle's beak. His pair of scarlet eyes always made people feel malicious in the dark night. It was the goblin warlock that Gavin had let go before. The goblin warlock jumped off the warhorse flexibly and sat down next to the campfire. It was not known whether it was intentional or coincidental that he was exactly five steps away from Gavin. Gavin looked at the goblin warlock with an obvious curiosity that could not be concealed: "How dare you follow me? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you to silence you?"
This time, it was not Gavin who found the goblin warlock, but the goblin warlock who found him. Not long after leaving the camp, the goblin warlock got rid of the pursuers behind him. After all, he had a unique advantage in weight. As long as he was not hit head-on, human cavalry could not catch up with him. After Gavin confirmed this, he did not continue to chase, but changed his route and prepared to implement his grand plan. Unexpectedly, just after dawn, the goblin warlock caught up with him from behind and followed him for a whole day. "If you want to kill me to silence me, you would have killed me long ago, not wait until now." The goblin warlock hung his head and answered him with a sentence that sounded very familiar to Gavin. Gavin was a little speechless for a moment, and said with a bit of viciousness: "What if I suddenly change my mind?" "You won't." "Why are you so sure?" "You are a good person." The last question and answer of the goblin warlock made Gavin fall into silence. He didn't expect that the first good person card he received after his rebirth was from a goblin. "If you say that I am a bad person who still retains the last bit of kindness, I admit it. If you say that I am a good person, haha... I'm afraid you have seen the wrong person." There was an unconcealed self-mockery in Gavin's words. The goblin warlock remained silent. Gavin asked curiously again, "How do you know I will take this road?" "There is only one road around." The goblin warlock gave a very simple answer, "There are too many dangers in the wilderness, and it is safest to walk along the road." "Okay! My question was too stupid." Gavin was about to become a reincarnated curious baby, "You are free, why don't you return to your tribe?" There was another silent silence, but the goblin warlock's expression explained everything. Gavin found that he asked another stupid question. Since he became a slave, his tribe would definitely not be able to escape. The goblin cannon fodder outside the Nott Castle was probably his people, or in other words, a long time ago, all his people were used as cannon fodder. "Are you sure you really want to go with me?" Gavin asked solemnly, "I will be walking on an unusual and dangerous road. If you are not careful, you will be doomed. When you know more secrets, you will no longer have the opportunity to retreat safely, unless you die, permanent death." "You are a good master." The goblin warlock replied expressionlessly, or Gavin has not yet learned to distinguish the goblin's subtle expressions. Gavin said in a tone of regret: "You are addicted to being a slave. Don't you have your own dreams?"
The answer to him was still dead silence. This situation made Gavin think of a possibility, "You are not born a slave, right? You have lived in that big goblin warband since childhood?" The goblin warlock nodded. If this is the case, it is easy to explain why the goblin warlock is so servile. Because his parents are goblin slaves, he was raised like a dog since childhood. It is an instinct for a family dog to follow people. Gavin had seen such slaves in his previous life. When they regained their freedom, they were at a loss. At least in the short term, they could not find a goal in life. Many of them, like the goblin warlock, would take the initiative to find a new master for themselves. Gavin, out of sympathy, was merciful and soft-hearted, and actually won the recognition of the goblin warlock, who regarded him as his new master. This was completely beyond his expectations. Tsk. Does this prove the saying that good people should be rewarded? When Gavin first captured the goblin warlock, he did not have the idea of taking him with him on the road, but considering the risk, which was far greater than the practicality, he gave up the idea and just kept him as a consumable in the plan. Unexpectedly, after many twists and turns, his dream came true. Gavin, who had roughly understood the details of the goblin warlock, was no longer polite and asked questions with extreme rhetoric. It was basically certain that the goblin warlock's situation was 80% true, or he was a top liar who made all the lies, including physiological and psychological reactions, to the extreme to deceive Gavin's eyes. After hearing the goblin warlock's previous name, Gavin directly asked him not to use it anymore. It was obviously not a name, but an insulting word in the goblin language, which translated into the common language was little garbage. Gavin directly helped him change his name to Vic, which translated into the goblin language means new life. Hearing this name, a glimmer of light flashed in the goblin warlock's dull eyes, showing that he liked this name more than the original one. When Gavin asked to see his career template, Vic did not hesitate at all and directly synchronized with the magic network and let Gavin call it. Gavin's focus was Vic's six-dimensional attributes and the warlock spell he chose. Occupational level: 6th level warlock Hit dice: 24 Strength 8, Constitution 10, Agility 14, Intelligence 10, Perception 8, Charisma 16 0th level cantrips: detect magic, read magic, dancing lights, detect poison, ghost sound, repair, daze. First level spells: grease, identify, hypnotize, magic missile, giantization. Second level spells: web, see invisibility, polymorph, magic rope. Third level spells: fireball, Leomon's hut. Except for Charisma, which is the key attribute for warlock spellcasting (used when attuning with the magic web, the higher the value, the easier it is to attuned, and the easier it is to cast spells), which is relatively outstanding, Vic's other attributes are quite average, especially compared with Gavin. Vic's spell selection also hints at his origin as a slave. All spells tend to be auxiliary, offensive, and serve the tribe. Only when forced to do so will he make such a choice.
As long as there is a little autonomy, no warlock will give up the second-level Mirror Image and the third-level Flying spells. Both spells are life-saving skills for the spellcasting profession.