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The witch hunting operation lasted for hundreds of years. People said that witches "confused people with their bewitching appearance and harmed people with their evil skills", which almost drove this race to extinction.
As the son of a witch, Samuel is also doomed.
"The base price of the purple witch's eye is 10,000 gold coins. Unfortunately, the blood is not pure and the right eye is an ordinary eyeball... Maybe 'rare male witch' will be a good gimmick."
Samuel is handcuffed in the basement and will be put up for auction at dawn.
However, that night, the despicable wealthy businessman died first under the sword of an uninvited guest.
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"The head is handed in, the bounty is obtained... Huh? Why is there still a... Little slave here?"
The tall man stepped across the blood-stained carpet and swung his sword to cut off the chain around Samuel's neck.
"Rare purple eyes... But you are not on the list given by my employer. Let's go."
Everyone hated the witch clan, but the man in front of them was different.
Samuel, fed up with living in hiding, mustered up the courage to seek refuge with a man.
The man just needs a right-hand assistant to be qualified to take on high-level tasks and earn more bounties.
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Half a month later, the assistant qualification assessment was held.
Either carrying a big sword on their back or holding a wand, everyone was fully armed. Only Samuel was uneasy holding the small dagger given to him by the man.
The blood is not pure, and even the gender is wrong.
The only thing Samuel had to do with witches was his androgynous beauty, and he had never used any magic, let alone refining medicine or divination.
To spend two days in the dangerous mountains, all he could do seemed to be to find a place to hide and save his life.
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No one told Samuel that there was a dragon's lair here. If you don't want to cause death, don't wake up the sleeping dragon.
In order to avoid the terrifying monster, he accidentally broke into a warm and dry cave.
Before he could light the fire, a pair of golden vertical pupils lit up in the darkness.
The next second, the cloak was stepped on by giant claws, the roar of the dragon was deafening, and the hot dragon breath made people breathless...
Tonight, everyone knew that someone had overestimated his ability and went to the dragon's lair to seek death.
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As the sun rose the next day, Samuel reported to the registration office with all four limbs intact.
The registrar's eyes widened: "Where did you get the dragon scales?"
"I..." Samuel touched his nose guiltily and decided to hide the fact that the dragon was as docile as a cat in front of him. After all, he didn't know the specific reason, "I picked it up."
Isn't it possible that the dragon also chooses dishes based on his face?
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The Beauty in Distress × The Loyal Dog and the Honest Suffering
Food guide:
Shuang Jie is about four or five years old, with a different body shape, and is favored by others.
Weak attack, clay cat sculpture, sensitive and lacking love, working hard to grow
A decent person with extremely stable emotions. The more you love, the more restrained you are. But if you really lose it, you will go crazy.
If you have a love rival, please watch the honest man vs. The perverted macho style head-turner
The dragon is not Shou, they are a family of three (bushi
Slow heat, private facilities like mountains
Extreme attacks are controlled with caution, and the palms and backs of your hands are all flesh.
Intention: There are actually many people who love you in this world
Reader comments
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Congratulations on finishing, I haven't seen such a beautiful article in a long time!
Very well written article