Chapter 49: Dirty Words Are the Essence of Language

The blood threads spread on the ground, spreading out like a spider web.

Some extended to the distance,

and some gathered under the nearby lacquer tree.

Horn walked to the lacquer tree with blood threads spreading at the root, split it, and the trunk was surging with blood. Then he walked to the lacquer tree without blood threads at the root, split it, and the trunk was just ordinary wood.

"So it was these blood threads that caused the trouble."

"Those that can absorb blood threads will become blood lacquer trees, and those that cannot absorb blood threads will become ordinary lacquer trees?"

Horn was still studying the illusory blood threads on the tar land, and suddenly thought: "The coal balls can distinguish between blood lacquer trees and ordinary lacquer trees. Could it be that the little guys can also see blood threads?"

Horn couldn't help but look at the "strongest monsters" in the distance.

A fierce quarrel broke out between the little coal balls.

They gathered together and cleared a field. Many little coal balls waved their arms like boxers. Then two little coal balls walked to the empty field and started a boxing match under the attention of everyone.

A boxing match about who plays the singing game.

The little coal balls waved their black arms and punched their opponents' furry bodies, just like punching into cotton. Sometimes their arms were too short to even reach their opponents.

The boxing match that originally looked "regular" soon turned into an "undiscriminate fighting competition" because of the little coal balls' own strength.

After rounds of competition,

a little coal ball holding a branch won. It stood on the stage, waving its hands, and several "weapon" branches left by previous opponents were stuck in its hair.

"Yeah~~~"

The champion coal ball cheered,

and the little coal balls in the audience made a "whoosh~~~" cheer.

This made the champion coal ball very unhappy. He said some strange onomatopoeias, as if warning his companions: "What are you looking at? Come up and fight if you are unhappy."

The other coal balls couldn't beat him, so they just booed.

At this time, Horn came over and slapped them with his limbs. The little coal balls jumped around like elastic balls. "Still playing here, hurry up and work, don't you feel nervous!!"

I was really speechless about this group of little followers.

They just play all day long.

I used to rely on the little coal balls to help find the blood lacquer tree. Now that I have [Hemophilia Frenzy], I can find the location of the blood lacquer tree by using the direction of the blood threads. The little coal balls only have one last role left, which is to sing in the magic circle.

It's almost time.

Sugar Tree Man Soran has recovered. Today is the day to officially start language teaching.

Sauron drew the magic circle early.

Horn came to the magic circle.

The little coal ball was excited when he saw this scene. A large group of them came over. The coal ball, who had just won the "Undifferentiated Fighting Competition", stood in the middle of the magic circle consciously, looking at the spider demon boss expectantly.

"Why are you looking at me?" Horn saw through the little follower's thoughts and complained: "Wait until the lacquer tree man is ready, then you can go up. How is your voice?"

The last time the coal ball sang was very bad.

The good communication atmosphere was made very awkward.

"It's time to start." Soran began to chant the spell. Although his tree body had not recovered to its best condition, he was not qualified to negotiate conditions when dealing with demons.

He didn't think a spider demon really had the patience to learn knowledge. He had to hurry up. If he dragged it for too long, the spider demon might change its mind and swallow him in one bite.

When the light came on, the pattern of the magic circle became complete, and the "beautiful voice" of the small coal ball in the center of the magic circle slowly floated out.

A new round of making friends through singing officially began.

It must be said that the voice of this little coal ball is really unpleasant. Except for being able to fight better among the coal ball group, it is really useless.

Sauron: "Sir Spider Demon, Sauron is ready. Regarding the Hermetic language, let's start with..."

Horn interrupted him: "Wait a moment."

Then he pointed to the roots of a blood lacquer tree not far from the ground and said: "You are a lacquer tree, right? Can you see the blood line on the ground where the blood lacquer tree is?"

Sauron was stunned and said truthfully: "Blood line? Sauron doesn't understand what Sir Spider Demon means. In my eyes, there is only black matter on the ground of that tree, and I don't see the so-called blood line."

Horn fell into deep thought, muttering in his heart: "It seems that the blood line of the tar land can only be seen by blood thirst."

Seeing the silence of the spider demon, Sauron said cautiously: "Sir Spider Demon, we can start teaching Have you learned it? The duration of the chanting array is limited, so we should make good use of the teaching time. "

The spider demon Horn came back to his senses: "Oh, let's start."

"Okay." Soran breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had said something wrong again.

If it was just teaching,

Soran was still a little confident, after all, he was a wandering poet before, "Sir Spider Demon, let's start by memorizing the 150 pronunciations of Hermetic language. Soran has summarized the rules between each pronunciation. Soran is confident that we can learn the pronunciations within half a year and communicate fluently within a year. "

"What? !"

Horn couldn't believe that it would take so long to learn a language.

Doesn't that mean that he would have to wander around with this lacquer tree man for a year?

I also planned to eat the lacquer tree man after learning the language and getting information about this world.

A year is too long,

Horn asked if there was a faster way,

Sauron tactfully said that he was a professional. He had used the same method to teach the children of nobles in the empire before, and his method had been improved and was very useful.

After the explanation,

Sauron thought: "Demons are demons, they are all impatient guys. Not to mention whether this spider demon can pronounce all the pronunciations, it is estimated that it has the patience to learn. It is unknown. We still have to find a way to stabilize this demon first."

Thinking wildly in his mind,

the spider demon also fell into a brief silence.

Sauron couldn't help but whispered: "Master Spider Demon? Master Spider Demon? Can we start teaching?"

"I think so." Horn thought for a while and said, "Your method doesn't work. I don't want to learn syllables."

Sauron was anxious: "Don't learn syllables? How can I learn Hermetic without learning syllables? Do I have to ask the Spider Demon Pavilion to teach me? Spare my life, don't eat me, Sauron is still useful, Sauron has been to many places, and knows many secrets of this land. "

"Why are you so nervous?" Horn said calmly: "I didn't say I won't learn it at all. I have other ways to get started quickly. As for other things, I will talk about it after I learn Hermes. "

"Get started quickly? What do you mean?"

"Don't ask too many questions, just teach according to the ideas of this spider demon. You'd better not play tricks on me, or I will eat you if you dare to make trouble!"

"Then what do you want to learn, Mr. Spider Demon?"

"Teach me all the dirty words in Hermes first."

"Ah? !"