The blacksmiths and guards of Bearhelm Town had already begun to cheer in triumph at this time, not only because they had defeated the stone-skinned giant, but also because the giant was a valuable treasure to them.

This is because the giant's bones are extremely hard, making them an excellent material for making bone armor equipment.

For some warriors of the hunting group, if they wear ordinary metal armor in the wild, it is too bulky, and it is estimated that they may die when they encounter some agile magical beasts.

And the light texture of the leather armor, the defense is too poor, and it is not suitable. Therefore, many members of the hunting group prefer the bone armor that is a compromise between the two.

Of course, some well-made close-fitting metal armor is excellent field equipment, but that level of armor can only be successfully built by at least a high-level caster, and the price is of course very high. For the vast majority of hunting groups that are not wealthy, it is simply impossible to afford them.

So, as a successful foundry, that's definitely very rich. Of course, if you don't have enough casting talent and a strong teacher, it will be difficult to have great achievements in casting technology.

And Dylan's father, Orwind Green, has already found a forger for Dylan who is extremely famous throughout the Garneman Empire, the dwarf Rick Spirit.

As long as Dylan works hard enough, his achievements in casting technology will never be low in the future.

The guards of Bear Helm Town had already opened the gate at this time, and helped Wren and the injured knights in.

Seeing that Wren had fainted, Dylan felt very uncomfortable. Originally, he wanted to use "shock" to scare the stone-skinned giant away. But there are so many people here, and once you use shadow magic, you are likely to be discovered. When the time comes, there will be big trouble.

It's just that I pity the knight of Rennes, and the old wounds have not healed and new ones have been added.

The blacksmiths of Bear Helmet Town were already happy at this time, and they naturally cheered as they watched the guards carry the giant's corpse into the town.

"What's wrong with you?" Stephen on the side couldn't help but ask when he saw Dylan's preoccupied look.

Dylan smiled bitterly, "If I had used shadow magic just now, would Knight Wren have been able to avoid being injured again?"

Stephen shook his head: "Previously, Max told me a lot about shadow magic, and one of them is very important, and you must also know. ”

Dylan hurriedly pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"Shadow magic, unlike the other five types of magic. The other five types of magic are mostly caused by external forces. ”

"For example, fire magic, most of which burn enemies with flames, while wind magic, which deals damage with strong winds. But the shadow system is completely different, many spells attack the enemy's soul or internal organs, such as the shock you used on the field opossum earlier, which is the standard soul erosion. ”

Dylan thought about it and realized that it was. Even if it is a "disease", it is caused by damage and debilitation of internal organs, not external damage.

Except, of course, for "tearing". "Tear" is indeed a special case among shadow spells.

"Hey, that little curly brown hair, I heard you're an alchemist, why don't you come down and help!" shouted Solov from a short distance.

Dylan and the others immediately jumped off the roof and ran towards Solov.

It wasn't until late at night that Stephen treated all the wounded wounds. At this time, he was already sweating profusely.

A child who has been helpless since he was a child, he began to find a way to support himself at the age of eight. Now that he is only eleven years old, he is already an alchemist with no bad skills.

Dylan looked at Stephen's immature face, and there was something unpleasant in his heart.

He was regarded as a genius in the North Wind City since he was a child, but in the end, he lost all the faces of the Green family in the magic test, and the gap in his heart was too big.

According to Stephen, Dylan's own spiritual power is very strong, which will be of great help to cultivate magic in the future, so how can he waste such a good talent?

Thinking of this, Dylan couldn't help but swear that he must make a name for himself when he arrives in the imperial capital, so that he can be worthy of his father who is far away in North Wind City, and worthy of the shadow code left to him by his mother.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves outside the town. It didn't take long for the door to open again.

I saw a young man in a white robe, sitting on a white unicorn at this time, slowly walking towards this place.

I saw that he was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome face, fair skin, slender fingers, and a silver-white staff in his hand, the tip of which was inlaid with a golden magic gem.

Dylan looked up and soon saw three shining golden stars on the neckline of the man's robe.

"Rank 3 Holy Light Magician!" Dylan was shocked, he was already a Level 3 Magician at such a young age. Although a third-level magician can only be summarized as a beginner, as long as he is promoted to a fourth-level level, he is an intermediate magician.

Besides, this guy still looks extremely young, and his future mage achievements will not be too bad.

"Oh, it's the honorable Mr. Roddick, why did you come to Bearhelm so late?" a foundry quickly recognized the comer, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

Dylan was secretly guessing the identity of the young man, but he heard Stephen on the side say, "Do you see a pair of angel wings on his staff? That's the Brant family crest." ”

"The Bright family, is it the family of the Archbishop of the Holy Light?" Dylan was taken aback, knowing that the current Garneman Empire, in addition to the royal family, is the most prominent of the Bright family.

It is said that in the battle to slay the dragon twelve years ago, Archbishop Earls Brandt of Light made outstanding achievements and single-handedly turned the tide, and was named "Archbishop of Light" by the king and gave him the title of "Duke".

After the end of the battle to slay the dragon, the king canonized a total of five dukes, one of each of the five types of magicians of fire, water, earth, wind, and light. At the time, many people didn't know that Earls Brandt was already a Holy Magister.

You must know that the Garneman Empire has not had a Holy Magister for more than five hundred years. At that time, this news once caused a sensation in the entire empire, and even the entire Violet Continent.

While Dylan was thinking, Roddick had already stepped down from the unicorn and slowly walked towards it.

He walked up to Stephen and looked down at him. Stephen was also undaunted, looking up to meet him, the two were a head of height apart.

"You're the little alchemist named Stephen? Knight Wren has already sent a letter to the Imperial Capital, saying that you have saved a lot of people. A cold smile appeared on Roddick's face, "Good!"

For some reason, although Dylan was surprised and envious of this third-level magician, he didn't like it at all, but was a little disgusted.

He didn't know that Stephen at this time was just like him, a little disgusted with this guy who thought he was superior.