Rogge's mind didn't stop there, he was full of interest in the unknown power, and in an instant he thought of the inadequacy of the magician.

"Isn't the mage's body very weak?!"

Without the aura quenching body, Rogge couldn't imagine how fragile the mage's body was, and it couldn't even compare to the physical strength he had before he cultivated. Rogge felt like he could make ten tears with one punch!

Monroe glanced at him and continued: "It's true that mages are not good at close combat, but it's not easy for a martial artist to forcibly break through the protection of magic......"

"What's more, most powerful mages can make magic scrolls, which is a very headache for high-level martial artists!" "The magic scroll greatly relieves the pressure of mages when facing martial artists.

Monroe pondered for a moment and said, "Just like you martial artists can flexibly use their true qi and enrich their attack methods by practicing combat skills, and even have a large increase in strength; ”

Monroe looked at her with a warning in her eyes and reminded, "Unless you have to, you must not provoke a high-level mage. The spellcasters are often cultivated from a young age, and their families are extraordinary, and they are basically escorted by two or three attendant warriors around them. ”

Seeing Rogge looking at her, Monroe pouted, "Of course I'm an exception, I was picked up by you, otherwise how could a noble magician be a maid for a warrior." ”

Monroe kicked him again and said, "So you'd better not tell others about me being a maid, if my mentor finds out, I'll have to trouble you!"

Monroe had a cute ferocity on her face, like a kitten pretending to do bad things. Rogge inevitably lost his mind for another moment, and hurriedly shook his head to bring himself back to his senses.

Monroe found out what he was like, and proudly raised her rosy little mouth, and was slightly happy in her heart, this wood-like Rogge made her doubt herself a little, it seems that Miss Ben's charm is still not reduced by half!

Proud but a little flustered at the same time, she never cared if she was attractive to a man! This was the first time Monroe was proud of her charm, although she didn't hate this feeling of caring, but she was still a little nervous.

Rogge couldn't help but feel strange when he saw Monroe's jade spirit gradually turn red, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Monroe glanced at him and said angrily: "It's okay, do you have anything else to ask?"

Rogge didn't dwell on it either, "Is there anything else besides magicians and warriors...... Huh?" he didn't know what to say, and his vocabulary was a little lacking.

"You mean other ways of cultivating?" Monroe knew what he was going to ask, and Rog nodded hurriedly.

"Of course there is," Monroe shook her head when she said yes, and then said, "But if you ask what it is, I don't know, the world is not as big as you and I can imagine, there are all kinds of strange ways to practice." ”

Although martial artists and magicians are the mainstream of cultivation, there are really many other niche cultivation methods. However, Monroe, who often stays in the school club and rarely travels, has heard of it, but has not really seen it.

Rogge's eyes were full of curiosity, urging her to continue.

"My mentor once met a young lich and took great difficulty to kill him. ”

"Lich?" Rogge was a little surprised, these two words were not good words, they gave people an eerie feeling.

Monroe nodded and said, "To a certain extent, lich demons are no longer considered alive, their cultivation methods are similar to those of magicians, but what they absorb is the qi of the necromancy, and after cultivating to the fullest, they can be transformed into necromancy, almost immortal and immortal." ”

Her mentor made this inference after slaying the lich who had a shallow cultivation and found part of the lich's inheritance.

"Immortal and immortal?!" Rogge's eyes widened, which was completely beyond his cognition and subverted his worldview. In the low-level martial arts world at the top of the high ranks, he has no concept of immortality and immortality.

"That's right......" The fat man didn't know when he woke up, and interjected at this time: "I also heard the mentor talk about it, fortunately, that lich can't cultivate the law, and there is no danger in dealing with it, otherwise when that kind of monster cultivates to a great extent, I don't know how many creatures will be ruined!"

Rogge smashed his mouth, thinking deeply, this kind of immortal monster is better to die early, and you know that it is not a good bird when you hear the name.

Several of them lacked experience and did not have much knowledge, so they did not dwell on this topic and discussed other ways of practice.

"I heard that there are a small number of people in the east who practice Qimen Dunjia, and they can also do wind and rain. It's a pity that I haven't seen it. The fat man said that there was a man from the East in his sect who had talked to him.

"And demon beasts," Monroe said with a familiar word from Rogge, "It is rumored that there are many demon beasts in the depths of the 100,000 Great Mountains, and they are high-level existences." ”

"Above the high rank?" Rogge suddenly cheered up and hurriedly asked, "Isn't the high-level martial artist really not the top of cultivation?"

This time, it was the fat man who answered, and the fat man who was a warrior had more right to speak, and the fat man shook his head and said:

"Of course not, when you get to the school, you can understand that the first lesson is that there is never an end to cultivation, where does it come from. ”

The fat man scoffed at Rogge's statement, "The knowledge you learned in the barracks is all whitewashed by the military, so that they can better control their cultivation resources!"

"But even the mentor of the academy has never seen a high-level existence, so don't get your hopes up too much. The fat man struck, he had seen too many people full of enthusiasm, but he couldn't even climb the peak of a high-level martial artist.

Rogge was really a little disappointed, he still wanted to see the demeanor of those super-level powerhouses, but he hadn't even seen the tutors of the academy.

Monroe glanced at the fat man and said to Rogge: "If you go to the club, you can find a chance to ask the president, if there is anyone else in the club who knows, then it must be him!"

The fat man also nodded abruptly when he heard this, he didn't expect this layer just now, he was still very confident in the president......

It was getting darker and darker, and when the captain of the guard heard that the conversation in the carriage had come to an end for the time being, he knocked on the window of the carriage, and when he saw the fat man sticking out his head, he said respectfully:

"Little lord, it's about to get dark, and it's inconvenient to travel at night, let's go to the post station in front of us to rest for one night, and then hurry tomorrow morning!"

Pei Enmai has served in the Thorn Prince's family for many years, and knows the character of the little lord very well, and knows that he is approachable and has no arrogance, so he has no scruples in his words.

The post station that the chief guard had spoken of was not very far away, and before Rogge had finished his cup of tea, the carriage stopped.

The three of them got out of the carriage, and a slightly simple post station came into view, although it was simple, but it could also shelter from the wind and rain, and it was naturally not a problem to spend the night. Rogge, who sleeps in a military tent all year round, is even somewhat satisfied, which is much better than his leaky tent!

Squeak –

Some of the dilapidated wooden doors made a screeching sound, and the guys who had been stationed here all the year round poked their heads out and were startled at the movement in front of them.

With a few cavalry guards and a luxurious carriage, the young man naturally knew that it was a distinguished guest who had come to the door! Seeing the waist card shown by the chief of the guard, Pei Enmai was even more at a loss, doing people to make a living, he knew a lot more about the high-level of the Garno Kingdom than ordinary people, and he knew what kind of behemoth the Duke of Thorns was.

Rogge stepped through the courtyard gate, his brow furrowed slightly, and in an instant he returned to normal. Even Monroe, who was beside him, didn't notice his momentary strangeness.

The guy in front of him led the way respectfully, and Rogge looked at him quietly, his eyes a little meaningful.

After all, it is a small post station, and there are only three rooms for people to live in, and in the eyes of the fat man, the senior sister and Rogge occupy one room, and he is deeply impressed by the senior sister's sentence "This is my man"!

Pei Enmai and the others did not dare to overcome, the fat man was alone, and the rest were crowded together in one room.

Rogge blinked, and gave the fat man a thumbs up in his heart.

Monroe's face was expressionless, not like a dissatisfied look, Rog couldn't guess what she was thinking, you know, Monroe was very resistant to living in a military tent with him before.