Chapter 113: Serving
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The old man Huo's expression was much more solemn, he took a deep breath, put his right hand on his chest, and bent down slightly: "My name is Rocius, and from today onwards, I would like to be your follower." β
Richard nodded, feeling calmer than he had imagined.
Leah covered her mouth in a daze, and her head swirled......
An eighth-level great mage who became a follower of a third-level little mage? Oh my God, who believes it?
If you were any other person, you would think that there was something wrong with the old man's head.
With his strength, he could completely take refuge in the eighth-level or ninth-level Great Saint Stigmata Master and obtain a powerful holy pattern. But he gave up everything and gambled his future on Richard.
Because, in the heart of the old man of the fire, there was a faint premonition, a powerful voice roared in his chest: believe in him, follow him.
After a few breaths, the old man got up, the solemn atmosphere between the two sides disappeared, and he sat back on the sofa with some dejection: "Richard, you can pit the old man and me." β
Richard smiled slightly, and it was not difficult to find that although the old man still called him 'Richard', the meaning was very different.
There is no strangeness, more like a friend.
However, the old man of fire was a lewd old man after all, and he still kept a hand.
The scumbag smiled cheaply, and his old face was wrinkled: "Hehe, Richard, it's not too late to conclude that specific contract ceremony after you become an official Stigmata Master." β
Richard was stunned for a moment, then nodded amusedly.
Huo Lao was still not at ease, and he had to wait for Beatson College to recruit and confirm Richard's identity before he was willing to conclude a 'follower contract'.
It is a semi-coercive contract, and if a follower disobeys the master's orders, he will be subjected to a contract that will cause permanent trauma.
The strength of the backlash depends on the type of contract. The most restrictive contract can kill followers who violate orders.
After taking a sip of Leah's full hot tea, Richard remembered something, squinted his eyes and said, "No problem, don't forget to cheer me on at that time." β
"Hey, of course." The old man was very shrewd, and he just went to see how talented Richard was. Although his intuition told him that it was right to follow Richard, wouldn't it be more beautiful if there were facts to back it up?
The current Richard is helpless except for the Blood Tiger Mercenary Group, which is equivalent to starting from scratch.
At this time, if the old man of Huo has been following him, presumably after he becomes a saint in the future, he will have the position of the old man of fire in his left and right hands.
The atmosphere gradually became lighter, the inhibitions disappeared, and their positions were once again pulled to the same level.
One is a powerful eighth-level magician, and the other is a young man with unlimited potential.
During the casual conversation, Richard asked, "Do you know the magic of the crystallized shield?" β
Compared to the rough men like Blood Tiger and Robes, this old magician must know more.
As expected, Huo Lao nodded and said strangely, "Are you going to learn that magic?" If you say something ugly, you will definitely regret it. β
Richard smiled noncommittally, looking mysterious.
The old man Huo's heart moved, could it be that there is another mystery in this?
But no, the Crystallized Shield is notoriously wasteful, and this has long been proven by generations of magicians.
I remember that there was a magister in the kingdom of MartΓ.
He did not hesitate to say vulgar words about the crystallized shield, and the original words were as follows:
'The man who invented the crystallized shield must have grown up in an environment without maternal love. Perhaps this thin piece of glass could not protect his body, but it could protect his fragile mind. β
The more the old man belittled the magic, the happier Richard became.
Even the seventh-level magicians didn't know the inside story of the crystallized shield, and it seemed that the real usage had not spread in the Canolan continent.
Afterwards, they exchanged some magical tips. Leah listened in a fog, and finally simply left them and went downstairs alone to practice her sword.
When it comes to magic, this is the area that the old man is good at, and he has the mentality of an elder and decides to educate Richard well.
But what he didn't expect was that in the end, it became his ears!
Many of Richard's insights into magic hit the nail on the head and took a different approach, completely breaking with conventional conventional thinking and making the old man shine.
For example, Richard recommended that he learn a massive-killing magic called 'Tornado Flame'.
Under the incomprehensible eyes of the old man of the fire, Richard said slowly: "Although the tornado flame is an eighth-level magic, its mana consumption is not lower than that of the ninth-level, do you know why?" β
After a slight pause, Richard knew that the latter would definitely not be able to answer.
After squeezing his appetite slightly, he said, "There are not many magicians who are proficient in tornado flames, but they don't know that this magic can easily cooperate with the fireball technique, and its power is greatly increased. β
The old man of the fire showed a look of hard thought, and after a while, his eyes lit up!
Since then, he no longer dares to underestimate Richard, this young man is really mysterious, and his fluttering words seem to make people open the skylight to see the clouds and mist, and suddenly open up.
In fact, Tornado Flame's magic array is relatively similar to the fireball technique, and it doesn't require too complicated techniques to make the two merge.
Knowing that this was a breeze for Richard, there was a template in the Shenhuo game that allowed players to combine their own magic attempts.
In the game, combining magic sequences is nothing more than a click of the mouse, but in the Canolan Continent, it is an extremely dangerous move.
If you accidentally react with magic power, the magic crystal will explode, and there are countless examples of mages dying on the spot.
The more high-level a magician is, the more he values his life, and people like the old man of fire, even if they have 99% confidence in changing the magic sequence, are not willing to take risks.
Half-believing glanced at him, the old man smiled bitterly: "People are old, they can't stand the toss, besides, the price of eighth-level magic is not cheap, just buying a dark demon core has already cost me most of my wealth, and I will have to wait a few days to learn new magic." β
Richard nodded casually, his words sounded tantamount to the Arabian Nights to others, and it was difficult to change the deep-rooted traditional thinking of the old man with just a few words.
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At noon, the old man said goodbye.
Sending him to the door, Huo Lao smiled and said, "I usually live near the Magic Association, just go to me if you have something." β
Immediately, he put away his smile and said solemnly: "Bison College admissions ceremony, I will definitely go, Richard, don't let me down." β
Disappointed? Richard smiled inwardly, remembering some terrible memory.
The people of the Liska family, too, will go, right? Somehow, he suddenly began to miss the fat stinky face of Viscount Liska.
Richard's tone was unquestionable, and he said confidently: "Don't worry, you will soon meet an official Stigmata Master." β
The old man laughed and said expectantly, "I'm waiting for that day!" β
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