Because it's not too important, there's no fear of losing it!

　　If Carlos was going to use the knot to protect any important property now, then Carlos would definitely be more cautious!

　　But now it's nothing more than a pile of meat, and there's plenty of it in the Sunset Mountains, so what's there to worry about?

　　For the next few moments, Carlos and Eranster squatted down directly, with Eranster showing Carlos how to carve the most basic pattern of lines on the ground.

　　Erlangist's wrinkled, dried fingers traced the ground like ghostly drawings, skillful and smooth in a way that was actually just as beautiful; Carlos couldn't even see what they were, and even found all that bending awkward.

　　Carlos frowned as his fingers mimicked the trajectory of Erlangist's, tracing the ground in a raw and slow manner, Erlangist quickly finishing his drawing then correcting his mistakes for Carlos in a fairly harmonious picture.

　　Standing straight up watching the two of them Buffycus was abrupt and redundant, and looked away a little, and only after a few moments Buffycus felt a headache, and couldn't quite read it anyway, so he simply stopped reading.

　　And there was no use for him, a man who knew no magic, to look at it and wake up his brain, as Bufex spread his wings and flew away.

　　The direction, on the other hand, was that of the church site, and Bufex thought it would be more interesting to go and watch his son move bricks and do hard labor than to watch these two ghosting on the ground!

　　Listening to the clanging and banging sounds around him, Bufex found it very pleasing to his ears, so he closed his eyes and quietly listened to the sound of steel, a symbol of strength, and Bufex gently swayed along with the banging and banging sounds, as if he was intoxicated by them.

　　"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

　　A cry came suddenly, interfering with the enjoyment of Buffycus's rare amusement.

　　"Hmm?

　　Who's this who's so out of touch!"

　　Bufex opened his eyes and frowned as he looked around in abundance.

　　He didn't have the slightest intention of wanting to comfort or care, quite the opposite, he wanted to see which little brat, who actually worked dry enough to cry out, whether it was from the Oro Owl Clan or the Mys Ratman Clan, and when he found it, he was going to teach it a good lesson!

　　With his hands behind his back, like a foreman on patrol, Bufex looked around following the cries, and along the way all the people who were working watched Bufex walk past in front of them, and for some reason they all had a panicky feeling.

　　As he passed around a corner, Bufex finally got a good look at who it was that was making the cries, only instead of being able to lay his hands on her and teach her a lesson, he was a bit flustered and overwhelmed.

　　"Emir?

　　What's wrong with you?

　　Why are you crying?

　　Who bullied you?

　　Speak up and the big man will help you out!"

　　Bouffex said.

　　Upon hearing the voice, Emil dropped his hands that were rubbing his eyes and looked at the person in front of him with his somewhat red and swollen eyes from crying, crying even harder after seeing that it was Bufex!

　　"What's going on here?"

　　Had he become so fierce that he could scare a child to tears?

　　Bouffex fell into deep self-doubt.

　　"It's Brother Boudreaux who bullies me!

　　Woo-hoo!

　　I was having a great time looking for my brother to play with when he suddenly rushed over and broke what my grandfather had given me, and then my brother ran away!

　　What am I going to tell Grandpa now!"

　　Emil was crying while talking, the more he talked, the more he cried, there were some broken crystals beside Emil, it should be that polished magic crystal stone that was shattered by the fall.

　　"What?

　　I can't believe it's this Boudreau kid!

　　Just wait I'll get him back here and make him apologize to you!"

　　Hearing this, Bufex spread his wings in an instant and whooshed out!

　　"Hey!

　　Wait a minute!

　　I haven't told you the directions yet!"

　　Emil murmured in a low voice as he looked at Bufex who flew out.

　　"So which way did those two run, I ask?

　　!"

　　A flash of effort, Bufex is back, scurrying out Bufex realized that he was in a hurry, actually ran out in the dark, this big night without a direction how to find?

　　"They both ran that way!"

　　Emil said as he followed the direction of the finger.

　　"South?

　　Got it, I'm on that one, I'd better drop you off at your grandpa's first and tell him about it on the way."

　　Bufex was about to leap after him again, then suddenly realized it wouldn't be a good idea to leave Emil here just like that, then picked Emil up and flew over to Elenster.

　　"This one still doesn't work!

　　This one over here needs to be curved a little more, it's not curved enough, and the one below is too shallow, not deep enough!

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　　And you can't stagnate when carving, it has to be smooth, otherwise the magical energy can't circulate well, and the triangular knots have the least amount of lines, so you have to practice a few more times before you can do it!"

　　Erlangest was not a bit fawning at this moment, very serious and grave.

　　"Yes!"

　　Carlos also came on strong, drawing over and over again, and not getting bored of drawing, scratching at the ground much slower than he had been a moment before.

　　No longer striving for speed, Carlos quieted his mind and took it seriously, trying to slowly get each stroke into place, his hand much steadier.

　　"Well, it's not bad this time."

　　Elenster nodded slowly as he watched from the sidelines, this was a slight uptick.

　　This kind of learning speed is quite a block, I can't believe that someone who didn't understand the basics of boundaries just a moment ago is now able to draw magic patterns in a decent manner!

　　While Carlos was in a thick atmosphere of learning here, Bufex came and stirred his wings to roll up a wave of wind that blew the dust towards Carlos, who was earnestly drawing magical tattoos.

　　Not only did it mesmerize Carlos, but the tattoo that was only less than half painted was already out of shape.

　　"Buffycus what are you doing!"

　　Erlangst instantly jumped to his feet in anger, his own students were suddenly disturbed, of course he was angry when he was a teacher!

　　"It's a bit of an emergency!

　　Boudreau and Eberle ran together again!

　　These two little brats, they really don't stop for a moment!"

　　Bufex dropped to the ground and set Emil down securely first, then said.

　　"Hmm?

　　How?

　　I'm not surprised Boudreau ran, but how did Eberle run?

　　Emil, didn't you use what I gave you?"

　　Eranster was surprised at the sight of Emil, and even more so after hearing what Bufex had to say!

　　"I used it!

　　I put the small ball to my brother's feet, and then shook the big ball as hard as I could, and my brother couldn't move at once, and kept saying that it was so heavy on him, and I was having a good time, when my brother Boudreau rushed over to me and snatched the big ball out of my hand and dropped it on the ground, and then he pulled my brother and ran away!"

　　Emil said with a sob, tears already in his eyes.

　　"Grandpa understands, it's all because of that brat Boudreau, Grandpa will teach you a lesson about him, Emil is a good boy, Emil doesn't cry."

　　Erlangist hurriedly gathered Emil into his arms and coaxed.

The most innocent person in front of him was Carlos, he was studying properly, he didn't invite anyone or mess with anyone, it was not easy for him to get a little bit better, but it turned out to be "Now is not the time to coax the children, those two brats may have run out of the North Plains!"

　　Bouffex said.

　　"It's fine, it doesn't matter, Emil doesn't cry." Erlangist was unperturbed, it seemed to him as if the crying Emil in front of him was a little more important.

　　"Why aren't you in a hurry at all?"

　　Bufex said suspiciously.

　　"It's not like Eboue has run away once or twice, I've gotten used to it long ago, plus, I've had a way to deal with it every time, and I certainly have a way to do it this time."

　　Said Eranster as he pulled another orb out of his arms, this one identical to the one handed to Emil.

　　A point of light entered the ball at Erlangist's fingertips, and then the ball glowed with an earthy yellow color from the inside out.

　　With a flick of the wrist, this ball was thrown up and then spun rapidly around the cane, creating a circle of light around it.

　　At this moment, Eboue who was being grabbed and flown by Boudreau, a strong light suddenly lit up on his feet, and then Boudreau suddenly couldn't fly any more, and fell straight down, an emergency landing not to mention that he even almost smashed on the ground!

　　The Aurore Owl Clan and the Mythic Ratman Clan are both nocturnal races that can see in the dark even without bright light, so there's no need to have torches or magic crystal incandescent lamps or anything like that during construction.

　　In the darkness of the Northern Plains, the view from Elenst's side made the one suddenly lit up point of light in the distance stand out as being particularly blinding!

　　"It's right there, just go and get him back!

　　Get on with it."

　　Erlangist said lightly, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

　　"You have this hand did not say earlier, stepping horse cause me to worry for nothing!"

　　Bufex said with a curse, and then without any ink, he directly lifted his wings and flew in that direction.

　　At this point, Boudreau was still struggling to yank Eberle up, only to little avail.

　　"You make it hard!

　　Didn't eat or something?"

　　Ebbel said with a look of disgust.

　　"I've been trying so hard, I've used up all my milk strength and you still won't move a muscle, if you're capable of doing it yourself!"

　　Boudreaux said with a flourish.

　　"If I could hold myself up by myself, I would have done so long ago, and I wouldn't need you to go through all this trouble here!

　　Besides, how heavy can it be!"

　　Ebbel said dismissively.

　　"It's not that I'm exaggerating!

　　You don't even look like a Mythic Rat Clan at your current weight, the Mymans Mammoth Clan doesn't even weigh as much as you do!"

　　Boudreau was graphic.

　　"Consider it a compliment."

　　Hearing Boudry put himself in comparison with the strongest of the Orc clans, the Maimans Mammoth Clan, Eboure was surprisingly a bit complacent . "Compliment my ass!

　　I'm flattering you?

　　It's unbelievable that you can't understand a good rascal!"

　　Boudreau was helpless with such people who couldn't understand words.

　　While the two were playing poorly, Bufex arrived, his broad wings like dark clouds, blocking out what little moonlight there was, and a light breeze brought a slight chill.

　　"What's going on here?

　　Is it going to rain?"

　　Ebbel looked up and thought it was going to change.

　　"Yikes!"

　　This raised his head just in time to meet the protruding eagle eyes of Bufex, and Ebbel was so startled that he screamed outright!

　　"What are you ghosting about?

　　See a ghost?"

　　Boudreau said impatiently, and as soon as the words were out of his mouth, Boudreau was sent splintering to the ground by a sudden onslaught of force!

　　"Holy shit!

　　Who is it?

　　Who the hell dares to sneak up on me!"

　　Boudreau stood up covering his smacked head and screamed a curse.

　　"It's your old me!"

　　Bufex yanked Boudreaux right up to his face, the two men's protruding eyes almost pressed together.

　　"I'd say who is so strong that he's actually on par with my old man!

　　So it is you who has come!"

　　Boudreau immediately wimped out.

　　But Bufex didn't eat this at all, directly ignoring Boudreau's flattering and pleasing words.

　　With one hand, he lifted his entire body like a chicken, then reached out with the other to lift Eboue on the ground.

　　Bufex casually lifted it, and it didn't budge, and then increased the force, and the result was the same.

　　The magical energy chains on Eboure's feet were a triangular binding knot, infused with earth attribute energy at the level of Eranster's Blazing Sun Magician, and could not be moved without the same level of power.

　　"What a pain in the ass this old man, Erlangist, with all his tricks!"

　　Bufex was rather helpless, and then he used his Glory Knight level strength, the veins on his forehead slightly protruding, and after a low shout, Eboue directly left the ground completely.

　　Boudreau and Eboue were grabbed in one hand by Bufex, and then with a direct stomp on the ground, Bufex's entire body also jumped into mid-air with these two burdensome people along with him.

　　Equivalent to the sixth-order magical beast's body explosive force, it is really terrifying, if this kind of power is hit in the ordinary person's body, I am afraid that it can be directly knocked out a few thousand meters!

　　After jumping up the wings spread out instantly, and then towards the place where he came from, he quickly flew over, even with such a heavy thing, Bufex's speed was still a little dissatisfied, and even because of the fact that it was turned on at full power, it took a little less time to come back than it did in the past.

　　Buffycus once again fell from the sky, this time Carlos was prepared and used his hands to shield the magical lines he had only just drawn from the sand and dust that covered and damaged the winds, but unfortunately this time the winds were surprisingly strong!

　　Last time, he didn't use much force, but this time, he was at the level of a real Knight of Glory, and the strong wind that he brought up blew Carlos' entire body backward in a way that he couldn't stop.

　　Not to mention protecting the magical patterns on the ground, a gust of wind blew directly to the sweep clean!

　　A hurricane blew by, and then Bufex landed firmly, lifting his hand and tossing Eboule in front of Erlangist, not feeling the weight as he took off.

　　Until Eberle landed with a loud bang.

　　It took Carlos a moment to realize how heavy the Eboule was that Bufex was carrying just now, and at the same time, he could understand why the wind was so strong this time over, and was afraid that he wouldn't be able to fly at all with less wind!

　　After Eboue landed, Elanist had no intention of putting away the ball encircling his cane, and was still spinning it rapidly.

　　"This whole trip over here has given me sore, dead hands."

　　Bufex said with a slight gasp, tired is tired and Bufex doesn't hide it.

　　"The Mymans Mammoth Clan don't even look that heavy!"

　　Bouffex added, and true to their father-son heritage, Boudreaux and Bouffex were surprisingly consistent in their descriptions of Eboue!