Chapter 59: Self-Cultivation Without a Teacher

Elemental creatures are creatures that are condensed from a certain element, not real creatures.

The stronger the mana and the larger the elemental creatures, the stronger the combat power in general.

It's like the dark bear that appears in the castle hall at this moment, surrounded by dark elements.

Unless the enemy can tear the dark element off his body little by little, it can make it weaker.

However, in the next moment of Marificent's triumph, there was a sudden sound in the hall, and the faint sound of metal clattering to the ground.

The Dark Storm Bear, which was four meters tall when it stood up and could touch the ceiling with its raised hand, was now shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Four meters become three meters, three meters become two meters, and two meters become one meter......

By the time the Dark Storm Bear rushed in front of Brad, it was less than twenty centimeters tall, and he was directly trampled under Brad's feet.

Brad smiled at Mary Fison, who was looking shocked at the gate.

"Auntie, it's ugly."

Mary Fisen raised the Raven Head Staff in her hand and withdrew the remaining dark elemental from the Dark Storm Bear.

"What is that thing in your hand?"

Brad smiled and said, "This is the magic weapon I just discovered, and I named it Magic Gatling." Auntie, do you want to take a look? ”

"Wow!"

Mary Fison stepped in and reached out to Brad.

Brad was also very generous, handing the magic Gatling directly to Mary Fison.

Mary Fisen put away her crow-headed staff and followed Brad's example, grabbing the handle in the middle of the magic Gatling with her left hand and placing her right hand on the trigger.

The dog baby on the side was very worried that Mary Fisen would make a move on Brad.

After all, the other party is a witch who can't be dealt with by the witches of the entire kingdom, and if the other party uses the magic weapon invented by His Highness to kill His Highness.

Isn't this self-defeating?

"Your Highness, be careful, in case she ......"

Brad immediately raised his hand and said softly, "Don't worry." Aunt Mary Fison had such a good relationship with my father, she would not hurt me. ”

Mary Fison sneered and pointed Gatling's gun at Brad.

"Little white-haired guy, do you think I'll let you go if you say that? Your magic weapon, but in my hands, now, I'll send you to hell first......"

Mary Fison snarled with resentment, as if it was not Brad standing in front of her, but Brad's father, Jill Chadson.

Mary Fisen then held Gatling up and pointed it at Brad, and after a moment of silence, she never fired.

The dogs on the side were ready to rush out with Brad on their shoulders.

But I never expected that Mary Fisen really didn't shoot.

Brad suddenly smiled and said to the dog, "Look, I'll just say it." My Aunt Mary Fison is not the kind of person who would have a problem with a child like me. ”

The dog baby also sighed, "I've heard that witches are very bad, I didn't expect that there really are such kind-hearted people." ”

Mary Fison was originally angry and angry, especially when she found out that although she had obtained Brad's magic weapon, she couldn't use it.

I feel that the teenager in front of me, who is a few years more handsome than the young Jill Chadson, is here to bully him.

But after hearing the words of the two of them, the phrase "how to use this thing" stuck in his throat, just like the one that Jill Chadson inserted into his mouth...... Popsicle like.

It's a little deep, but it's refreshing and comfortable.

Bang Dang –

Mary Fisen threw Brad's magic Gatling on the ground, and then said coldly to Brad, "Go, go upstairs with me." ”

Mary Fison had just walked up the stairs when she realized that the location of the trap in the house had been changed by Brad, and glanced back at Brad.

"You're ahead of the curve."

"Yes."

Brad immediately walked ahead with a well-behaved face, and smiled and introduced himself to Mary Ficent that he had modified those places, telling Mari Fisen to be careful.

And the dog baby who followed behind looked puzzled.

Aren't you here to crusade against witches?

How do you feel that His Royal Highness the Prince seems to have a good relationship with witches?

Brad took Mary Fisen to the fifth floor, and Mari Fison said that he wanted to go in and change his clothes, so Brad could only heat up the remaining beef jerky and other things, simply fried three eggs, made three breakfasts, and waited for Mari Fisen to come down in the hall on the first floor.

By the way, all the previous traps have been rearranged so that the whole castle doesn't look a little dirty.

However, it is naturally very troublesome for women to wash.

After Brad had everything ready, he found that Mary Fisen had not come down yet, so he and the dog played another game of wizarding chess.

"Your Highness, I thought of an invincible tactic last night, I call it a fight-artillery flow!"

Brad couldn't help frowning when he heard the dog's words of tiger and wolf.

"Let's go. Where so much nonsense. If you win, you will say anything about the flow, otherwise, it will be a miscarriage. ”

The dog baby was very excited to realize his plan, but he never expected that as soon as the war began, Brad once again used his knight to take the lead, constantly sabotaging his own deployment.

And just after his knight came out diagonally and finally killed Brad's knight with one shot, Brad shook his head with a wry smile.

In the next turn, Brad's artillerymen pushed the gun carriage to the line in the middle.

The dog baby couldn't help but be surprised, because the dog baby found that because his own soldiers were picked out of the chessboard by Brad's cavalry before, there was only one Brad's small soldier standing in front of his king.

But not far behind the creeps was a ready-to-go artillery carriage and an artillery soldier rubbing his beard obscenely beside him.

The dog baby immediately asked the wizard to rush out and protect the king.

But on the next turn, Brad's minions advanced a block and approached the wizard.

The dog knew that her wizard was going to be eaten.

Suddenly, a black dragon flew over from the side.

"Haha, Your Highness, you never thought of it, I still have a black dragon."

Just after Brad moved the other artilleryman, the dog baby triumphantly swept Brad's minions off the board with a black dragon.

"Dragons, unbeatable!"

The dog's favorite wizard chess piece is the flying dragon.

Then, with a bang.

A white cannonball landed on the black dragon, and as the dragon fell, the artillery that was rushing towards the gun cart threw the black dragon into the river and was directly washed out of the chessboard by the water.

And at this moment, the muzzle of the artillery carriage that returned to the original position of the black dragon was aimed at the king of the dog baby.

The dog baby looked at the king who had been stuck in the palace in order to avoid the cavalry, and could only wait for the bombardment, and fell into despair.

"Your Highness, you have copied my thoughts, this is obviously my cannon-cannon flow, how can you possibly fight-cannon?"

Brad smiled lightly and said lightly: "No teacher is self-taught." ”

Just then, Brad's voice sounded behind him.

"What are you doing?"