Chapter 250: Strange Magician

"It's not very delicate, just two crystals in a tin tube. Richard said.

"Looks like you know that, too. Master Du Pong raised his eyebrows slightly, looking very interested, "But the principle contained in the simple structure is very interesting, and I have also studied it for a long time to understand that it is actually the use of transparent crystals to bend the line of sight." ”

"To be able to think of taking advantage of this, that Richard is really exquisite. ”

"I think he just happened to bump into him, Master, you don't have to think too highly of him. "Bédrik took the opportunity to damage the lord of Alpine Castle.

"Hey, did you have a holiday with Baron Richard?" The unusual reaction of these two people finally made the fat old man Dupon feel a little strange, "If I remember correctly, he seems to be a dragon slayer, can't such courage and wisdom impress you?"

Lord Lord and Béderick looked at the ground and the sky on the other, their expressions very subtle.

"Well, I'm Richard. The lord scratched his head, and even if his skin was as thick as he was, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"It turned out to be your work. "Master Du Pon put the telescope back into his spatial ring, and the lord's eyes were hot, he had long wanted to get a space equipment, but he still hadn't succeeded in it.

"You don't have to be modest, being too modest is arrogant. ”

"The telescope tube is not my invention, but it has picked up a little bit of the wisdom of the people who came before me. In the end, Richard still couldn't take the results for himself, and then accept the praise without blushing and heartbeat.

Although no one in this world is qualified to compete with him for the right to invent, and no one can pierce him, he can't pass the hurdle in his heart.

After being in a high position for a long time, the praise of the outside world gradually became as ethereal as a cloud to him, but the inner feeling became as solid as the earth - it is said that many big people are like this.

Of course, if there is money to take, it's another matter entirely.

"Really?"

"Really, I read it by chance when I was a kid in a book that I lost later. Richard hurriedly blocked all avenues that could continue to ask questions, and then continued, "Actually, Baker and I are here to ask who are the members of the delegation who are attending the mediation meeting?"

"Why are you going to ask the Government Affairs Department?" Master Du Pon stopped at his lips with his teacup, and looked very confused.

The lord turned his head and stared fiercely at the initiator Bederick, and he knew that this product must be unreliable!

When he had just seen the Magister with his own eyes, for a moment he had wondered if this thing had changed his sex, but now that he thought about it, it was a pipe dream. Since the sun has not yet come out of the west, such a thought should not have been born in the first place.

"Master!" Bederick quickly folded his hands and bowed twice, "who doesn't know that you are the most well-informed person in Flis, don't make fun of us." ”

"Well, I do know. The fat old man shrugged his shoulders and began to drink his tea without hurrying, "I'll tell you." But before that, how about talking to me for a while?"

"That's my pleasure. The lord nodded.

It's not Richard's sycophancy, it's that each Magus is the ultimate in the path of exploring the mysteries of the elements, and deserves respect.

This respect has nothing to do with what kind of destructive power or status he has, but purely for wisdom and achievement.

It was a rare opportunity to sit with this kind of person and have a tea party, but he was not in a hurry anyway, so he would not refuse.

"Richard, although we have only just met today, I can feel that you must be a powerful person. In fact, Dupont is far from being as calm as he seems.

Just as the Lord would be shocked by the deep elemental fluctuations like the abyss and the sea, the vibration in Archmage Dupoon's heart at this moment was not necessarily half a point less than that of Richard.

If he closed his eyes and observed only with the spiritual senses of a high-level elemental user, he would even think that it was a giant dragon sitting in the living room—a powerful dragon in its prime, not a human.

"Richard is probably the most powerful Templar of all time. Bédrick said with envy.

Even if you are the heir of the Pompeii Empire, as long as you suffer from the extremely rare disease of "elemental allergy", it means that you will never have anything to do with power.

The lord was not modest, and nodded directly.

In front of a truly discerning person, modesty is not necessary at all. Even if an ordinary person cultivates the Holy Word Prayer Technique to the top, it is a question whether they can go back and forth under him. In good conscience, the removal of "probably" from Baderick's sentence still holds.

For a top master like him and Archmage Dupont, it is not easy to hide his strength, it is better to be honest.

"Every time I see young people doing so well, I feel like I'm getting old and mossy about it. The fat old man laughed to himself, and then asked, "The business of opening up the wilderness sounds romantic, but how does it actually feel?"

"Forgive me for being a little curious, after all, who hasn't fantasized about being a heroic knight who pioneers the wilderness as a child. Dupont said.

"It's actually okay. "Richard wondered why a magister would ask such an inconsequential question.

From the first acquaintance to the present, Du Pont gave him the impression that he was not a magistur, a little too kind.

However, since the other party is easy to speak, the lord now has more than a dozen spellcasters under his command, and he is ready to take the opportunity to ask this top-level mage a few words: "Master Du Peng, do you have any experience in the battlefield application of spells?"

How spells are applied to warfare is actually a very specialized question, and it is much more than just concentrating all the mages to cast spells as quickly as possible.

In his opinion, as a true master spellcaster, Dupon's vision and experience were by no means comparable to those two knives in Alpine Castle. If you can give a few words casually, it may be more useful than half a year of self-exploration, which is called specialization in the art industry.

But unexpectedly, the fat old man's expression suddenly became very strange, and the originally harmonious atmosphere in the living room suddenly became a little awkward.

Several people did not speak for a while, except for the firewood in the fireplace that was beeping as it burned, which made the lord puzzled for a while, and thought that he had committed some taboo.

"Richard, I forgot to tell you that Master Dupon had never practiced lethal spells. In the end, it was Derick Bederick who broke the silence, "So you're asking the wrong person." ”

"What did you say?" the lord could hardly help but wonder if something was wrong with his ears.

"It may sound hard to believe, but I haven't learned a single lethal spell, and I've never killed anyone with magic in my life. The fat old man shrugged and said with a slight smile.

"Why?" Richard was confused.