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"Hey, stupid guy over there, are you practicing spellcasting?"

Lolita asked with a playful smile, and saw the young man look at him in panic.

He was not tall, and his thin body looked a little malnourished. She has medium-long yellow hair and acne on her face. If it is described, it is the kind of honest person who is introverted at first glance and is not very good at dealing with people.

Indeed, after he looked at this side in a panic, he quickly blushed and subconsciously hid the hands that had just cast the spell behind him. Because of the practice of fireball technique, his palms were a little burnt yellow, and there were blisters in some places.

Perhaps he felt that his performance was too weak, and after a while, as if he wanted to prove himself, he asked in a slightly weak tone, "You, who are you? Why do you peek at me casting spells?" ”

"You call it spellcasting, too?" Lolita laughed unceremoniously, "I've never seen a mage blister his hands when he casts a fireball, not only does he have no protection at all, but even the casting gestures are ridiculously wrong!"

The young mage even turned red this time, "You, you talk nonsense! I just didn't grasp the key ......."

He shut up.

Because Lolita quickly cast a fireball spell, the fireball was red and white, which obviously had a deep understanding of this spell.

"You...... Also a mage?" the young man stammered, his face flushed as if it were about to drip blood, but with an indescribable excitement.

It's like a traveler who has been in the desert for days without water, and suddenly sees the frenzy of an oasis.

They soon sparked communicating with each other, and through a brief introduction, the three girls learned that the young man named Milton was a wild mage.

Wild mage, as the name suggests, is a mage without an orthodox lineage. Most of them learned some spells because of some chances, or had a brief study experience in a certain academy, and some even picked up the spell books of their ancestors.

If Vivien and Lolita had been dropped out of Icewind Castle Academy, they would have been wild mages.

Because of the lack of orthodox inheritance, the wild mage not only does not know how to cast spells silently, cast spells without materials, and other secret techniques, but also the spells he learns are completely unsystematic. It's no wonder that the spell models they learned were all cobbled together on the black market or other situations, not only was the system chaotic and the combat was disorganized, but the models they learned even had a lot of mistakes and omissions.

For example, the fireball spell that Milton is practicing has a deformation in the casting position, and in addition, the spell model is slightly different from what Charlotte taught. It's those differences that make Vivien and Lolita's fireball more stable, fast, and efficient.

This is the difference between an orthodox mage with a lineage and a wild mage. And the faction inherited by Vivien and Lolita is one of the top in the entire multiverse, and the gap between them and Milton is worlds apart.

When he learns that Vivien and Lolita are mages from Icewind Castle, Milton looks envious. He soon blushed and stammered to the two of them for advice on how to use the fireball technique, and when the two women refused on the grounds that they were looking for food, he quickly offered to share the food he had hunted with them, and cooked for them a delicious barbecue.

Vivien and Lolita were a little hesitant, after all, they didn't have a teacher, and although it was not taboo to teach others spell models, it was somewhat taboo.

"How good is your baked food?" but they forgot that there was a half-teacher, half-friend foodie Lori next to them.

Milton wondered why the two Icewind Mages were traveling with a silver-haired Lori (several of them had not changed their appearance in a no-man's land), but he also seized the opportunity to boast.

"I have been traveling in the wild for many years and have a lot of culinary experience. I can guarantee that my roasted rabbit meat is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and you can eat it to your tongue!"

Elle swallowed and looked at Vivien, "I don't think it's a big deal to just point out his spell mistakes." ”

In this way, Vivien and Lolita patiently taught Milton about the mistakes in casting spells and the errors in the spell model. There is a saying that mortals are good teachers, and this is vividly reflected in Lolita.

But if Van Milton didn't understand it correctly, or made a wrong gesture, she picked up a branch and slammed it on the other person's head. But Milton's talent was actually very extraordinary, and after a while, Lolita could only throw down the branch and watch Milton's eyes glow with orange fireballs.

"Your fireball skills are simply weak. Lolita was a little hesitant about not being able to keep knocking on her head.

However, Vivien looked at Milton differently, and after correcting the other party's mistakes, she was able to successfully cast the mage's signature spell, the fireball technique, in such a short period of time, which proved that this wild mage was quite talented.

Thinking about it, being able to promote to the third ring while wandering alone, and his age is only twenty years old, such a promotion speed even exceeds that of most of the mages in Icewind Castle.

- This guy might be a genius.

Vivien has a sense of admiration and pity for him, but also a faint sense of jealousy, you know, before she met Teacher Charlotte, she and Lolita were both apprentices who were almost abandoned by the academy.

"Let's go!" Lolita bared her teeth and kicked the silly Milton, "Don't forget what you promised us." ”

Lolita was also aware of Milton's extraordinary talents, which is why she showed such an angry expression. She and Vivien also have mixed feelings about Milton, which has nothing to do with jealousy, but some inevitably some sighs and envy.

"That's right!" Elle had no interest in Milton, she didn't care about how powerful this mage's talent was other than his craft, and no matter how powerful it was, Charlotte couldn't do it, "If you can't make a roast rabbit that melts my tongue, I'll!"

She tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Turn you into a roast rabbit!"

Milton was still basking in the joy of learning fireball. It wasn't until Elle noticed that the creature didn't care what she was saying that she angrily pushed her hands and melted a boulder from a creek into a glassy flow shape with a blazing white fireball.

Milton was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that what Elle was talking about was not a child's playful powerless threat.

"I—I can't let your tongue really melt......" he explained with a sad face, feeling that an ignorant Lori with extraordinary strength was the most terrifying monster in the world.

"I know you're just describing, don't take me for a stupid person!" Al bared her teeth angrily, "Hurry up! Don't keep me waiting!"

"Yes...... How far is your tent? I'll need some spices. "Milton risked his life with all his might.

"Tents?" Lolita smirked, "There are no tents!

"Don't, villa?!" Milton was stunned for a moment before revealing a complex expression of surprise, ecstasy, and panic, "You—you mean mansion magic, you are a master spellcaster?"

"No, to be precise, our teacher is the master of spellcasting. Vivien explained softly, "But we don't want to be too obtrusive, you know?"

"When, of course, please give me a little time, and I'll prepare all the ingredients and serve you the most delicious barbecue!"

Milton felt that this day was a lucky day for himself!

A spellcaster master from Icewind Castle?!What does that mean?

He might be able to say goodbye to the awkward situation of the Wild Mage, as long as he can make good use of this rare opportunity!