Chapter 304

Diagon Alley, pet shop.

Orlega pointed to a cage and said to the store manager: “How much is this?”

After the store manager looked at the cage, he replied with an awkward expression: “That’s the store. The worst-tempered animal is not for sale, because it has a great probability of hurting people.”

【Pike Falcon: A special bird called the god of eagles in some parts of Asia They are also praised by Muggles as the closest existence to gods. They not only possess extremely special spirituality, but are also very fierce and arrogant by nature, and are not easy to be tamed. 】

This is the sign on the cage, the information marked.

After a casual glance at the sign, Orlega ignored the store manager’s words, looked at the very handsome spear falcon in the cage with pure black feathers, and said indifferently, “It’s okay. I want it.”

Hearing this, the store manager said with some worry: “This kind of bird is very fierce and may hurt people. I can’t sell it to you.”

Sell, of course he wants to sell it. After all, the purchase price of this spear falcon is very expensive, and everyday all needs to be fed with good fresh meat, so the cost price alone is not low.

After this thing is sold, if it hurts the little child, it will definitely be a trouble for Fang Family to come to the door when the time comes.

Especially after seeing Orlega’s appearance, temperament, and clothes, he dare not sell it.

Civilian, he still dare to get rid of it. As long as the child in front of him is not blind, he can see that the other person is absolutely extraordinary. If the wrong person or hurts the other person, the parents of the other person can do it. I can tear down my shop.

He didn’t want to take this risk for a little profit.

Bullying the soft and fearing the hard, one of the characteristics of intelligent life.

Ignoring his remarks, Orlega said casually: “It’s okay, it can’t hurt me.”

As a look party, he thinks this bird fits him quite well. Aesthetics, whether you want to be a pet or as a food, it is a very good choice.

After speaking, he stretched out his sinful hand toward the cage.

Faced with this move, the shopkeeper was shocked and wanted to stop it, but he was still a few steps away from Orlega, and for a while, he was too much.

As for the arrogant and fierce Spear Falcon, naturally he has no good impressions of Orlega’s reckless behavior.

I immediately wanted to use my strong long beak, fiercely to peck Orlega’s palm, to show this smelly brother a little bit more power.

I, very strong, will definitely be a top predator flying in the sky!

But when it raised its head, trying to give Orlega a fierce look.

It also followed Orlega’s scarlet pupils that looked like blood-stained agates.

The words that the eyes are the windows of the soul.

Although it is a bit too narrow, but in some cases, it also has its truth.

Wild beast, when judging the gap between the enemy and ourselves, in addition to body size and power, the most important factor is based on the opponent’s eyes.

After looking at each other for a second.

The wild instinct of wild beast made the spearfalcon realize where he is standing in the food chain.

I immediately realized that, as a stinky brother, there is nothing wrong with being offended, as long as he is not taken away by the other party.

After all, life is so precious, there is no need to be so wasted.

After one minute.

Looking at the quail-like spear falcon, the shopkeeper was shocked and happy and said: “It is so obedient. It seems that you must be its destined master!”

He was shocked that the Spear Falcon would be so obedient, and happy that he had successfully let go of a burden.

But there is a little unwillingness.

He tried for so long and failed to domesticate it. Orlega only took a few seconds to get it done.

So, Orlega handed the money to the shopkeeper and walked out of the pet shop with the spear falcon trembling.

It wanted to fly away, but it didn’t dare. (Pikefalcon: shopkeeper dad, save me!)

As soon as the front foot walked out of the pet shop, Orlega injected his will into the body of Pikefalcon with his hind feet, obliterating his original consciousness within the body Fall, so that it no longer fears, become a more obedient pet.

Some pets are still alive, but they are no different from dead.

At the same time.

In other places in Diagon Alley, there are other Samsara Artists busy with their own affairs.

Because this World is a mode that can fight freely, they are all hiding in the east one by one.

In their hearts, the current situation is almost the same as the Dark Forest theory. All Samsara Artists are hunters, and all Samsara Artists are also prey!

Now everyone is hiding in the dark. If anyone is exposed to the spotlight, they will immediately be under siege from all quarters.

Only the guy who has been hiding in the dark is the safest and most dangerous existence!

So all of them became dogs, and they didn’t dare to go to places with few people on the road.

Fear of being caught by someone.

It looks like a mouse hiding in front of the gutter.

He looks ashamed of seeing the light.

But in general, after all the twists and turns, everyone has successfully completed the preparatory work and prepared everything they need for admission.

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The railway station platform.

All around the station is full of students and their parents who are waiting for the train, ready to go to Hogg Woz School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

And all Samsara Artists, because they are orphans, they are not accompanied by their parents, they all look like a single figure.

In order to avoid being noticed, they are hiding in every corner at this moment.

While pretending to be looking at the scenery around, he secretly observed the situation of all around, and quietly searched for the silhouettes of other Samsara Artists.

“Forget it, everyone should be trying to hide themselves. It is not easy to find them one after another…”

In a Samsara When the Artist was thinking about things like this, he saw Orlega.

‘Ah, damn it!

This damn high sense…’

He clenched his fist unwillingly.

No need to go into details, just at the first glance at the other person, Samsara Artist feels like a toad at the bottom of the well saw a white swan.

There was a sense of gap in status instantly.

In just an instant, he was absolutely sure that Orlega was also a Samsara Artist.

After all, in the original work, if anyone can be so good, it is impossible to even show his face.

‘Damn it! I’m so sour, so uncomfortable, no, I hate…’

A huge resentment immediately emerged from his heart.

Compared with other Samsara Artists who are mixed with mice, Orlega is just and honorable standing on the platform of the railway station at this moment.

A magic wand is worn around the waist, and luggage and the like are randomly packed in a small box, managed by the spearfalcon, who is a pet and servant.

After all, as a mature running dog, he has to make sufficient contributions.

Looking at the curious little girls all around, they wanted to talk to themselves, but didn’t dare to step forward.

Orlega raised his head happily.

‘Lao Tzu’s charm value is high! ‘

As for the sour eyes of Samsara Artist, he naturally felt it.

But it’s not considered the same thing at all.

The group of scum is really low, and there is no value at all.

This is the practice world of novices, which means that everyone is experiencing their own second world, and as novices, basically all of them are bubbling out of poverty.

Even if all are killed, it is estimated that it is not worth much reward points.

There are no wild monsters that are valuable yet.

So Orlega played from the very beginning and didn’t want to bird them, just wanted to play his own stand-alone game.