"What, Ma... Vick? ”

"That's right, the battlefield profile says that you are a rare master of magic, your magical talent is immortal like a star shining in the starry sky, no one can beat you in the field of magic, you have mastered all the magic in the world."

Sean proudly told the hero in front of him about his great deeds, everyone in the Hinterland continent knows that all mages can do magic, and some of them should be able to become magic apprentices after a long time of study, Owen is an exception, he has been a virgin for thirty years in order to become a great mage by enduring the pain that ordinary people can't bear. However, only the most gifted among them are qualified to become Magisters.

In the book on the battlefields that Khadr has opened, it is stated that mages are all the same, arrogant, aloof, and although they know each other, they hate the achievements of others in magic. In the wizarding world as a whole, Mabik was a well-known fighter and scholar who excelled in combat, combining magic with his own fighting skills. In magic competitions, he will use his own special magic to control the gravity of his opponents, hold them in the air and play with them, mock his opponents for being helpless in the air, or weaken them through his own chain spells to knock them down, and even create a spiritual practice to increase the strength of spells. But he himself didn't think that he was the material to be a magister, and in the day after day competition, Mabik felt tired, he felt bored on the road of magic, and no opponent could give him a sense of amazement.

Once Mabik would have been thrilled to learn a simple spell to interfere with or successfully summon a fire spirit, after a long time, he was bored and hungry for major challenges. So, he put on a mask and left the fortress where he studied spells, and with the mask on, he began to declare war on the wizarding world. Whenever he met a magician, he would take on a challenge, and as each challenge progressed, Mabik was able to see a variety of spells that were different from the magic he was most proficient in. In that era when the goddess of magic was blessed, each magician chose spells with different attributes, and Marbik felt the more pleasant thing from the spells with different attributes, that is, he wanted to learn all the magic.

From then on, Mabik's challenge was no longer a quick one, he began to feel the casting techniques of the opponent's magic, the change of the magic element, until he could feel the opponent's magic nodes and elemental flow, he no longer used his own carefully studied magic but used the opponent's spells. This success greatly inspires Mabik, who is immersed in the thrill of defeating his enemies with their spells. Each magician's spell spell is independent and different, but Mabik is able to completely copy each magician's spell, which makes the entire wizarding world panic, and eventually the entire group of magicians declares war like Mabik. The magicians' spells were an irresistible torrent, and each attack was a precise move, but the group's concentrated attacks did not bring fruitful results, and the magicians soon discovered that they were being attacked by their own spells.

Under the chaotic attack, Mabik interprets the magicians' spells, copies one of them, and uses it to attack the other. This caused confusion among the magicians, who began to suspect each other, suspecting that there was a ghost colluding with Mabik, and they began to fight on their own, and eventually all the magicians were burned, frozen, and even cut into pieces by the magic of others, and suffered heavy casualties. Marbik stood alone and had the last laugh, and after this battle, he became the only archmage to be recognized as the entire mage.

Sean endlessly describes the hero's deeds, and what Sean admires most is Misik's erudite and powerful power, you must know that dual-wielding madness Shodolph is Sean's dream role. One of the best-selling books on the battlefield about the heroes of the battlefield, every newcomer to the battlefield went back and bought a copy when they got their first gold coins, and as a goal to motivate himself, Sean also managed to obtain the sole distribution rights from Peter's Good Epoque Tavern to Hoover's Blacksmith Generation. The ancient hero on the side nodded, listening in some silence, and when he heard that Mabik single-handedly single-handedly challenged the entire mage world, his hands danced excitedly, as if he was watching the whole process.

He said with some relief but with some dissatisfaction, "Great story, great magister, I really wish that more people like this could compete, but I didn't expect to have the same experience as me." ”

"But what I'm telling is your story, you're my idol, can I learn from you?"

"My story? It's very similar to my experience. But it's not me, haha thank you for the wonderful story, let me think about how to send you out. ”

Sean was a little dumbfounded, how could he not catch anything in his thighs, and hurriedly explained, "That's what it says in the battlefield introduction manual, can Master Mabik teach me knowledge, I'm too weak now, I want to become strong." ”

Looking at the silent Great Magister, Sean was uneasy, indeed he did not have any value worthy of the other party's teaching, and the great person only felt not interested in looking at the weak himself, and there was no need to take care of the weak person.

"Master Mabik, I would like to spend my life to repay your teachings."

The big mage who didn't say a word forced Sean to make a choice, Sean ran to the mage's side and hugged the big mage's thigh with tears in his eyes, puffed out his eyes vigorously, and cried to you without saying a word.

As if he felt that there was an extra pendant on his leg, the Great Magister looked at the abnormal part suspiciously, a freshly baked pendant, a multi-functional pendant that can cook, wash dishes, and warm the bed, but it is a little weak.

"Oh, boy, what are you doing here?"

"Have you promised to teach me?"

"Well, you know it's hard, magic is a long learning process, and I don't feel magic from you."

"I can learn from scratch, I'm not very old, I'm very good at learning new things, magic is so mysterious and unknown."

"I'm glad you think so, kid, listen, I'm not fit to be your teacher, and I don't intend to be your teacher, you know I have no reason to teach you, thank you again for the story."

Sean was a little angry, didn't he give a chance, did he cherish himself? Do I still need a background to learn?

"Do I also need to have a background like the Dragon Knight or the Bounty Clan to be qualified to learn from you?"

"Oh, Davidian, they still have offspring, that simple boy actually has a woman who will fall in love with him, big news." The happy Mabik waved his arms, "No, no, no, kid, you're wrong, it won't take me too long to wake up, you know, I haven't talked to anyone in years." ”

"Did something happen? Are you just waking up temporarily? ”

"That's right, it's not easy to know that it is not easy to save his life after that disaster, as you can see, the legendary archmage is still alive, but the old man still needs more sleep, hahaha."

"You're about to fall asleep?"

"Of course, immediately, immediately, I wasn't in good spirits."

Sean was a little frustrated, "Can't you stay on me like a pendant?" Like staying in a ring or necklace? ”

"When I'm in danger or about to be slapped in the face, do a big possession." Sean thought secretly.

"Interesting idea, I always say to the group of magicians, that children have a wild mind, they always want to rest on their laurels. But I'm sorry, I don't have that ability, after all, I'm not dead. ”

Looking at the increasingly tired archmage, Sean felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't bear to disturb his sleep again, "Thank you for saying so much to me, I think it's time for me to leave, I wish you a speedy recovery of the archmage Mabik." With a noble salute, Sean turned to find the way out.

"Wait, kid, any delicacy needs to be patient, do you really want to learn magic?"

"Will you teach me, Master Mabik."

"Wait, remember what I said, waiting is a necessary tradition for mages. Well, I can't teach you personally, you can experience the battlefield that I have opened up with Kadr, and I think as a senior should give you some small gifts. Take this book and it will show you what to do. ”

Taking the floating magic book, Sean was filled with gratitude and a little overwhelmed. Master Mabik waved his hand, "You should leave, this book will take you away, it's my masterpiece, believe me, you'll love it." ”

"Thank you for your generosity, I, Sean Ferret II, will follow your teachings and offer you my loyalty." After saying that, Sean got down on one knee, for this generosity and for the sake of this great hero.

"No, live well, you must know that it was not for the sake of death to save the world, go ahead."

"Yes, Master Mabik."

With the magic book, Sean felt extremely glad that he didn't try to get the chance, danger and opportunity coexist.

"That's right!"

"Is there anything you have to command, Master Mabik."

"For a small price, you have to help me accomplish something." The Archmagister's tone instantly became stern, revealing an angry and dissatisfied mood in his words.

"Please, even if I had to run to Dalaran and beat the Great Mage, I would do it." Sean immediately thought of Owen, if there was anyone who was the weakest great magician in the world, it would have to be Owen. There is a friendship of fighting together, and Owen should not refuse.

"Not long after I woke up, I just figured it out, what you told me was my story before?"

"That's right, Master Mabik, your story is told in all corners of the battlefield."

"Remember, when you go out, I want you to beat the author of that book hard."

Sean was a little dumbfounded, didn't the author shoot the sycophants?

"No problem, Master Mabik, uh, can I ask why I need to do this?" Sean was a little apprehensive, not knowing if he would offend the suddenly angry hero.

The Archmage, who gradually melted into the starry curtain, said calmly, "Of course, my child, the reason is that my name is Rabick, not Mabick, are you satisfied with this answer, and you don't want to know what will happen if you call the wrong name again." ”

"Of course, Ma··· Master Rubick, I'm sorry to mispronounce you, I'll find the author of the book and let him know what justice is. ”

"See you next time, I hope you have a great achievement."

"Yes, I will."

The figure of the archmage Rubick gradually disappeared, Sean took a deep breath and looked at the magic book in his hand - rubick's magic book, the golden finger is in hand, and today is the day the legend sets sail.

"Be careful with the soul inside you, Nyven Moore is your precedent."

There was a whisper behind Sean as he left, and after a wave he calmed down, the fog began to dissipate, and he returned to its place with only a tragically dead Gollum, its face frozen in fear, perhaps still resentful of the furious bear for leaving it behind. Fortunately, it's a good thing.,There is no imaginary danger.,You can actually meet an ancient hero.,You can also get a hero's gift.,Sure enough, it's right not to practice marksmanship.,No matter how good the spearmanship is, it's lucky for E to hit the streets.。

Sean stroked the magic book as if he were touching the tender skin for the first time, nervous, excited, and overwhelmed. Sean wiped the sweat from his hands and opened the cover of the spellbook with gratitude—enjoying the joy of fooling his opponent. Fooling opponents? Like magic?

Not understanding what type of magic it was, Sean continued to turn the pages, and there was nothing in the book except for blank space. Have you been tricked? It's impossible, there's no reason to play a weak chicken with no strength. Doubts filled his heart, and no matter whether Sean was flipping or flipping upside down, he couldn't see that there was any secret mechanism.

"Doesn't this thing have anything to do with me? Damn luck, I don't cultivate immortals. ”

Angry fall, damned, unusable treasure is nothing more than a piece of rubbish.

"You hurt me, can't you cherish a noble magic book, my lord?"

The childish voice came, and the magic book that had been thrown to the ground floated in front of Sean, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "I am Lord Rubick's Rubick book, and it seems that Lord Rubick lent me to you." Remember that I need the highest grade of resin every day to maintain my book case, remember the highest grade. ”

A talking book, it's really magical. Sean asked a little flatteringly, "Master Spellbook, can you teach your little brother how to beat other people's magic?" ”

Some people who haven't met them for many years, some little proud magic books: "Of course, I'm the book of rubick, as long as other people have used spells, I can record them, and then give him the exact same shot, amazing!" ”

"Are you the legendary NTR Hand, no, the Book of NTR!"

"What?"

Sean, who fell into a fantasy, let the magic book beat and was indifferent, and the slight footsteps behind him did not arouse the vigilance of one person and one book.