Warlord of Chaos

Moxinke got up yawning when the dawn was coming. He felt a bit tired since he had practiced sword art for the whole day yesterday and stayed up too late last night. Anyway, no one would teach him any technique of fighting, all he could do was to intensify practice on his own since he had now mastered the basic skills of it. Moxinke had always considered himself as a man of perseverance. Others might judge him as stupid, aggressiveor reckless, but he would be pissed off if they judged him as lazy.

Suddenly, a rich, delicious smell filled his nostrils when he stepped out of the wooden shed. He looked around and saw Han Jin sitting by the bonfire, engrossed in eating something. Moxinke went to Han Jin with a smirk on his face. He sat down and reached out one of his hands, intending to get the barbecued meat on the wooden trivet.

But before he could touch the it, a strip of rattan was lashed on his hand. Moxinke was caught off guard since he was still not completely awake and the speed of the whip was so fast.

He slewed his head and looked angrily at theSunier, who attacked him, but only to find that she was even more angry than him. She twitched her lips, hinting him tolook at Han Jin.

This time, Moxinkenoticed something different of Han Jin. He was dumbfounded for a while and moved to the front of Han Jin to see him more clearly.

The whole face of the prophet exuded a kind of brilliance which was out of description. Excitement, agitation, happiness, satisfaction, as well as many other indescribable expressions crept on this face, as if he was a gold-digging businessman who saw mountains of gold, or a lothario who got the most beautiful woman on earth.

Han Jin had many reasons to be excited like this. As Sunier had said yesterday, the magic crystal they’d got from the bear of Earth was almost ten times the price of what they’d harvested from this woods, and the energy he absorbed from the bear’s meat was also far beyond all he had accumulated since he came to this world. If it had to be compared with something from his former world, then the energy he’d got was equal to that he could absorb from an old, centurial mountain ginseng!

Han Jin concentrated all his attention on and devoted every effort to his great cause of energy absorption and didn’t see whathad happened to Sunier and Moxinke at all. All he could see and feel at this momentwas energy.

“This is for you, Moxinke.” Michelle came with a basket made of rattan on his arm.

Moxinke stood up and sat aside. He reached out his hand and took the basket. There were only roasted wild eggs in it, the shells of which were all cracked with ashes on them. Moxinke didn’t mindit at all. He took out one, peeled it, and threw it into his mouth.

At this time, Cessacioun went out of the wooden shed. He also sat directly next to Han Jin. Since Han Jin released magic to help them in cultivation, their attitudes toward him had all changed dramatically,and they would cotton up to him from time to time.

“Do youeager for a thrashing? If not, come and sit with me.” Moxinkesaid with a skin-deep smile.

“Huh? Why thrash me??” Cessacioun was puzzled. Thanks to his good temper, otherwise he would have jumped up and roared like Moxinke:”This is my seat! Who dares to thrash me?”

“Don’t blame me for not warning you!” Moxinke’s smile turned trickier and trickier. He was by no means a badass, otherwise, he could just sit there as if nothing would happen, and laughed at Cessacioun after this ignorant man got a thrashing.

Sunier kicked Cessacioun lightly with her tiptoe. He looked back at her and understood her hint in her eyes immediately, and stood up, sat down beside Moxinke.

“I have told you to come and sit with me just now, but you didn’t listen. Why do you come now? If you really have guts, why not go back andsit beside him!” Moxinke gloated and jeered, he somehow regretted his warning for Cessacioun.

“I don’t want to talk to you.”Cessaciounsaid and picked up a wild egg.

Moxinke was a person who even couldn’t get over a day without arguing others for the sake of arguing. He was going to talk back, but suddenly saw something moving on the ground. He cried surprisingly: “The little thing … …it’s really alive?”

They all looked at the direction Moxinkepointed to and saw the calf lying on a clump of hay, stretching its four limbs. Though it still couldn’t stand or eat, it was getting better judged by its wounds.

“Well, the magic released by Raphael … is amazing.”Sunier said in a low voice.

Moxinke and Cessacioungazed at each other eye to eye and then turned around to Han Jin simultaneously. Sunier was right, he was an amazing guy!

Miss Keeley and Steelberg were also waken up by the noise outside and got out of the wooden shed. They were both dragged aside without exception.

Han Jin enjoyed the barbecued meat alone, while the others had to share a basket of wild eggs together. This would, more or less, make some of them feel unfair. But both Moxinke and Cessacioun were smart persons. They knew Sunier had her reason to arrange like this and they didn’t complain about it anymore. Miss Keeley felt lucky to have something to eat since she was the least contributive one among all of them. As for Steelberg… even if he was required to give his own food to Han Jin, he would do it willingly, not to mention seeing Han Jin eat meat exclusively while he just had wild eggs.

When Han Jin wiped out all the meat, the others had begun their chatfor a long time. Moxinkestood up immediately when he saw Han Jin coming to them with normal expression and pointed to himself smilingly.

It had already became a procedure, rather than mere tacit understanding, after repetition for over a month. Han Jin drew a charm of spirit refreshment easily and waved his hand:”Go!” He said.

The charm turned into a white light and permeated into the position betweenMoxinke’s eyebrows. “It’s strange… Why I feel so refreshed today?” Moxinke asked wondrously.

“Because I’m in a good mood today.”Han Jin smiled.

Moxinke was speechless. He dared not to argue with Han Jin anymore. It was no good for him to piss Han Jin off. Whoknew what this prophet would do for revenge. A true man should know when to yield and when not. Moxinke was fully aware of this.He still need the help from Han Jin to continue his cultivation, unless he would become a swordsaint one day, and that day was still too far away…

“Noneed for me.” Cessacioun waved his hand smilingly when he saw Han Jin staring at him:”I figured out a few key questions last night, and I’ll try it to see if I can open the space in the ring.”

“Are you sure of this?” Han Jin asked eagerly. The space ring was of great importance to him for that some paper charms couldn’t be stored for a long time and could only be used right after they were made. But space ring could solve this problem, which had been proved through experiment by him and Sunier.

“I suppose so.” Cessacioun replied.

A smile crept on Han Jin’s face. Cessacioun was a modest, even conservative man. He would not promise others anything easily unless he was sure to keep his promise.

“So you’ve got great gains.”Suniersaid with her voice lowered.

“Well…” Han Jin paused: “It is a surprise.”