The bodies of the strange fish are not worthless, and while their hard flesh always tastes sour, grinding bones into powder is a rare and good material. "Top Point Novel,

After going back and forth several times to the library and the hall where Isabella was resting, she saw that the fat, blue-blue magical creatures finally stopped regurgitating - magic seemed to need to be digested, and now Miss Loria had an appetite to eat a lot of blue fat people.

Loria, who has been attacked countless times, is no longer unable to mobilize her magical power, and although the strange fish that twist their bodies and desperately drill at her are immune to magical attacks, once Loria is in a normal state, they can't hurt her at all...... There was a one that seemed to break through the defensive net formed by the swing of the black silver sword and bit towards Loria, but instead the little girl grabbed her tail and stuffed it into her mouth and bit off her head.

Well, the process of vampire transformation is deepening day by day, and Miss Loria has also developed some bad habits, she even keeps her nails long, but she still hasn't decided what color nail polish to use, so she hasn't completely turned into a standard vampire girl.

Even I love to wear tutu skirts.

So, if you're unfortunate enough to be born in Skyrim Province and see a cute girl in a puffy skirt with very white skin licking her little tiger teeth and looking at you with a sweet smile on a deserted street in the middle of the night, you should hurry up and run for your life.

Packing the corpses of the strange fish into the worn cloth bags she had picked up on the road, Loria picked up the scattered books and stuffed them into her arms, dragging the bags towards the hall, and at that moment, the reward for her diligent reading came

- The distortion point of space grows, and a collection of magical power burrows into the world. Of course, it didn't know what tragic things its predecessors had encountered, and after a short time, it began to chase the little vampire girl dragging the cloth bag, gravity and the small space made it uncomfortable to be born from the twisted void, but the inexplicable destruction of miè** drove it all the way forward until it turned a corner. It suddenly crashed into an invisible wall, only to notice a strange dark purple pattern on the ground, and the prey it was chasing finally turned to face it.

……

The blue arcane monster was half smaller, and it had no vocal organs, but Loria always felt that it must be screaming, not out of pity, but Loria still let go of the unlucky one, and she stepped back from the two. The guy only wanted to escape, but no matter what, it couldn't get out of the range of the dark purple magic circle on the ground.

This is what Loria learned from Medivan's library, and once activated, she can control the magical creatures in it, so she picks up the books and cloth bags scattered on the ground for the second time and continues to walk around the corner. In the open space in front of the hall, the ground was covered with circular purple drawings. And on top of each of them was an arcane creature imprisoned, and when these arcane aggregates saw Loria, they all began to scurry around in terror, but they could not escape the purple flowers that devoured their freedom.

Loria also learned about the properties of these blue arcane monsters from books, and they love the chaotic magic that escapes in space, transforming it into a pure form and building it into a part of the body...... That's why Loria didn't kill them completely. Instead of being content with hunting by chance, she began to breed arcane creatures as a source of magic.

Like some of her kindred humans, she felt no guilt because of the radically different subjects.

Dumping the carcasses of a dozen strange fish in rag bags at the door of the hall, she pulled out a knife and dismembered them one by one. Removing the flesh, leaving only the dark purple bones, she used a homemade improvised grinder to grind them into powder and put them in bottles, which is the raw material for her magic circle of imprisoned magical creatures...... It's ironic to say that the bones of the companions that often come with the twisted nodes become a cage for the other.

When the first elves came out of the forest, the humans who were still living a nomadic life on the horse had the ability to adapt and learn beyond the reach of other races, learning masonry from the dwarves, and they built Riptide Castle, and from the elves, they learned magic, and they built Dalaran...... The same is true of Lori, a vampire born from a human being, the longer she lives in Karazan, the more magic and knowledge she absorbs from it, and through her own hands, she lives more and more happily here.

Loria returned to the hall, and now there was a rope tied between the two legs of the stone statue, and all kinds of clothes were hung on it, this was where Loria dried her clothes, and next to it was a piece of ground that had been broken and now dug up, filled with clean water collected from everywhere, and on the side was a small wooden basin with a rough shape, which looked like a place to wash clothes, and a stone basin not far away was stacked with dry food that was easy to store, and the edge of the stone basin was cracked, and I don't know where it was removed.

Next to Isabella, who was on standby, a clean flag was covered with fluffy cotton, and the Violet Eye was painted on it, which was Loria's bed, and she couldn't find more wood to make a more comfortable little bed, and not far from the bed was where all the wood she had collected went—a small low table, covered with stacks of papers, filled with what Loria had copied from the book that she thought was important, and the occasional casual doodle and sketch of the magic circle.

The other end of the hall was covered with another flag, all of which were doors, and there was even a pot of flowers with a strange luster in the corner, and the ground was covered with dark purple magic patterns, which were pierced by brilliant lines to form a defensive magic array, and the walls of the circular hall were surrounded by nails with clothes and socks that she had not worn for the time being—if Isabella had been awake, she would have been amazed by Miss Loria's ability to build nests.

Putting the small bottle full of purple bone meal on the simple shelf, Loria looked at the timetable posted on the wall with her pocket watch, although the number of books in the Medivan Library was not amazing, but the number was not to be read in a year or two...... Although time was nothing to cherish for her, who knew what would happen in the future, it was better to absorb the knowledge as much as possible - and the reason why she chose not to return to Dalaran was because Medivan liked to take notes in books.

This is a treasure trove for magicians. (To be continued......)

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