Loren, who stood in front of the bookshelf in the library, held the spell book in his hand and looked carefully through the pages one by one. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was recovered from the skinny wizard that night, and Loren didn't have it with him at the time, just in case. Instead, he hid in the alley with the guy's wand and waited until he came out of the church to find it again.

Although for this kind of third-rate goods, the Farnesist of the church is probably not eye-catching, I am afraid that he will only burn it as a blasphemous thing. But in any case, Loren did not intend to take it cheaper than others, and he did not want to see such an important piece of evidence burned by the fanatics of the church.

Isaac was lying on his desk, rummaging through the materials on his hand with the spells that appeared on them—the genius and pretentious Isaac didn't have to look for them in the spell book at all, he read them all and memorized them all.

Overall, spellbooks are important to almost all spellcasters. The limitations of the Spirit Hall meant that they could only memorize one or two high-level spells, and most of the remaining memories would be used to memorize useful low-level spells. As for the rest, it must be written into a spell book and can be used as you please.

And this is the limitation of spells - magic is very convenient, but if you encounter a problem that magic can't solve, the vast majority of spellcasters can only stare dryly, and in terms of practicality, they are not even as good as pharmacists who specialize in herbology, and compared to the use and induction of void power, they are not as good as the "orthodox wizards" who really specialize in spiritual occultism.

Magic written in spell books not only requires the recitation of spells to use, but is also prone to error. There are even many wizards whose pronunciation is always not standard because the country accent is too heavy, so it is not uncommon for accidents such as explosions to occur in the middle of the way.

However, at least it has some reference significance for Loren, especially since there are still many "variant" battle spells on it, if you can master it smoothly, you can make yourself have a lot more means to deal with the enemy in the future.

I say "mutations" because these spells are all altered from some other spell - like a Timberfelling Axe can be used as a weapon with a slight modification or a sharpened stick.

For example, the small spell "Crystallization Spell" used by the thin wizard to open the door is probably somewhat related to the "Firefly Spell", and the effect is that it can produce a slight impact at the moment it collides with the object.

It's a small spell, but it can increase its power a lot if you use a wand. It can be used to find a way, or to sneak up on the enemy, and it can be controlled at will within a radius of ten meters, which is quite practical.

As for the rest...... Loren shook his head with some regret, so many small spells, there was not even a spell that could rub fireballs, this wizard was really not very good.

Even if it is only a spellcaster among wizards, most of them are very different from the profession of "warrior", and there are very few spells that can naturally be used in actual combat, and it is good to be able to find one or two like this.

However, this spell book is also somewhat of a clue - even tampering with spells is not something that ordinary wizards can do, and there should be someone else behind the other party, at least a fairly high-level spellcaster.

"What is this...... Damn, it's a complete pile of garbage, garbage!" Isaac, who had been silent all the time, suddenly shouted, and threw the book in his hand directly to the bookshelf with a gloomy face.

"What's wrong?" Loren asked, casually catching the book thrown by the other party. He had never seen Isaac so angry.

"What's wrong...... Damn it, come on, look at these things!" Isaac grabbed Loren's right hand and dragged him into his seat, then snatched the spell book into his arms, "When you told me about this, I really thought that these guys were amazing, and it turned out to be a bunch of tricksters!"

"Look, come and see, look at these damn spells, if I don't know, I thought they were written by a bunch of old peasants!" Isaac angrily pointed to the contents and said, "It's a complete tampering, not even a little bit of technology, it's all a pile of garbage!"

"But...... If you weren't a real wizard, you wouldn't be able to do it, would you?"

"That's right, if it's not a human being, he won't even be able to speak!" Isaac didn't forget to sarcastically say: "All in all, the other party is definitely not a wizard with orthodox training, at most, he has read a few books and learned from a troupe!"

Loren smiled bitterly and shook his head, he would never believe something like Isaac's obvious subjective emotions. However, it can be determined that the other party should not be cultivated by a certain academy.

Wilderness wizards like this may be more dangerous, with mercenaries all year round, and are definitely better at things like fighting and hiding tracks than ordinary wizards. As for those crude battle spells...... Whether it's a sharpened stick or a fine spear, it only takes one stab to pierce someone.

Annoyed, Isaac angrily closed the spell book in his hand, and was suddenly stunned when he saw the page, and then made a very incomprehensible gesture - pounced on it and sniffed it.

"What are you doing?"

"I seem to have smelled a similar smell of this oil stain on it, and I am very familiar with it. Isaac muttered under his breath, "I definitely smell it, and only recently." Let me think about it, let me think about it......"

Suddenly, Isaac's eyes widened and he slapped the table with his right hand, "Yes! It's Baked Potato Pie, the Baked Potato Pie from the Redbeard Tavern!"

"Redbeard's Tavern?"

"Just outside the academy, in the small town, there was a time when Mentor Dalton took Ain and I there. Isaac danced and said, "This dish is a must in that tavern, and even Mentor Dalton can't help but have a drink once in a while!"

In other words, the other party has been near the academy...... Loren's mouth turned into an imperceptible smile. It's good that I finally caught the tail of this bunch of guys.

"Is that tavern famous?"

"It's not very famous, it's just a tavern, there aren't many customers, and it's basically all outsiders, just resting there, and occasionally there is accommodation. Isaac thought Loren was greedy: "If you want to go, allow me to recommend their rye wine, it's definitely worth the money." ”

"Thank you so much. Loren smiled slightly: "I seem to be really a little hungry." ”

"What the hell are you doing?"

The little wizard with his head held high and eyes on his face did not knock on the door, and walked directly into the library. Very solemnly, he put the wand that Loren had brought back on the table: "I have checked it very carefully, but ...... There may not be any important clues. ”

"The whole wand is mainly made of pine wood, with a little alchemy synthesis of some kind to increase its sensitivity to the power of the Void, and in terms of use, I am afraid that it is very old, maybe second-hand, and in addition, it is made in a very old way, so to speak, ......"

"It's outdated?" Loren then asked, "Aren't the most ancient alchemy products become?"

"Who do you hear from – technology and techniques are always improving. Ain seems to be dissatisfied with the fact that alchemy has been underestimated: "How can the old antiques of the past be compared to the present?"

"It's rare to see a wand made of wood, but ...... It's not that unusual, after all, not every wizard can afford a new wand. The little wizard pursed his lips a little embarrassedly: "I didn't help much, I'm really sorry." ”

"No, no, no, you've done your best - these are very important clues that will definitely help. Loren hurriedly comforted: "In fact, even if it bothers you, it has already made me feel sorry for it." ”

"No, nothing!" the little wizard suddenly lowered his head and hesitated, "It's just ...... anyway Handy..."

"In that case, could I ask you for a little favor?"

"A little favor?"

"I suddenly became very interested in the Redbeard Tavern outside the college. Loren curled the corners of his mouth slightly: "I wonder if you can enjoy your face and go for a drink with me?"