After Taylor told Ryan once again not to touch the surge of magical energy, he handed him the key to the new room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Of course, the compensation is not less, and Ryan's last belongings have once again returned to the poverty of the previous days after paying off the so-called rebuilding costs, labor costs, and mental damage costs.

Looking at the last four gold coins in his hand, Ryan's face seemed to be covered with ash at the bottom of the pot, black and black, making people reluctant to approach.

Fortunately, food and lodging are provided for free, and due to the presence of the gray dwarves, equipment grinding and supplies do not cost much. As long as you save a little, Ryan can still hold on for a while...

There's not much to say about the new accommodation, the only thing that should be the fear of Ryan messing around again, so the location is very remote, on the edge of the town, the houses are surrounded by bushes and weeds, and few people are nearby.

Ryan is happy to be idle, too.

But now that his spellcasting ability was banned, he didn't study those magic-related books anymore, and after a short rest, he walked into the backyard with his weapon.

Wrapping the vine tightly around the crooked neck tree to make a rudimentary target, the half-elf swung his scimitar and slashed forward. However, due to the 5-point impairment of his stat value, the high intensity of the combat load made him sweat profusely quickly.

Finishing the session early, Ryan gasped and looked thoughtfully at his left hand.

The ability to use both hands with dual attacks gives Ryan a very different experience, as his left hand is no less flexible than his right, whether it's swinging a knife or something else.

In order to avoid interruptions, Ryan has always mastered the timing of his spell casting perfectly, and has enough time to prepare. But now, gaining a surge of magic energy and a burst of magic energy has given him a new idea.

Communication magic was forbidden, but Ryan was not forbidden to sense magic, and he could clearly feel that his connection to the magic around him was getting stronger. Not to mention the second and third ring spells, the casting efficiency of the first ring spell has increased significantly, and the trick is even more earth-shattering.

With a little practice, you will definitely be able to cast tricks in between close combat, or even a ring of spells, as if instantaneous!

However, in this way, it has become very inconvenient to hold the morning light blessing in the left hand. In contrast, finger-free equipment such as fist gloves, fist blades, and bracer guards would be more suitable, and even short swords and daggers would definitely be more convenient than long swords and scimitars due to their quick and easy re-sheathing.

However, for now, the Morning Light Blessing is a magic weapon after all, and Ryan has no clue about finding a suitable replacement for the time being.

When it comes to weapons, Ryan inevitably thinks of the gray dwarves, and perhaps these underground dwellers can surprise him.

Thinking of this, Ryan hurriedly packed his things and prepared to leave.

Bang bang!

"Lord Ryan, are you there?" With a gentle knock on the door, a familiar crisp voice reached Ryan's ears.

Opened the door, and sure enough, Anne's well-behaved face met Ryan's eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Because he has just exercised, Ryan exudes a youthful breath, that is, the smell of sweat...

Wrinkling her cute nose, the girl involuntarily took half a step back, and then seemed to feel that this was inappropriate, and she forcibly retracted her steps: "That, I'm here to pay you this." ”

"Thank you." Ryan couldn't help but laugh at the girl's reaction, took the quill she handed him into his arms, and walked out with his feet up.

"Are you going out?" Ryan's sudden approach startled the girl, and when she saw him lock the door, she immediately reacted.

"Yes, do you know where the blacksmith is?"

"Well, on the other side of town, I'll show you the way." The girl does have a good heart, although Ryan is now covered in sweat, she still maintains a helpful attitude, which makes Ryan secretly give a thumbs up, and he does not refuse his kindness.

"Master Ryan, follow me." Bowing slightly towards the half-elf, Anne walked slowly forward.

"We're about the same age, don't call me an adult, just call me Ryan."

"Yes, Lord Ryan."

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The closer you get to the blacksmith's shop, the clanging of metal becomes clearer, and a wave of heat ensues, and the coolness of autumn disappears without a trace.

"Master Jason, are you busy?"

"It's Annie, why do you have time to come and see my black briquette today?" The deep voice seemed to be rolling thunder, and then a burly man walked out of the room, wiping his sweat with a rag and showing a kind smile.

With embarrassment on her face, Anne's small mouth pursed slightly: "Master Jason, those were ignorant when they were children, how do you remember?" ”

"Hey, haven't you always been a little girl in your uncle's eyes?" Seeing the girl being coquettish, Jason smiled even more happily, and then shifted his gaze to Ryan beside her, and gradually put away his kindness, as if the mother-in-law was looking at her son-in-law, which made Ryan very uncomfortable.

Anne was not stupid, seeing that the atmosphere was a little wrong, she hurriedly introduced to Jason: "This is Ryan, the mage of Shining Star Castle. ”

"Mage?" Slightly stunned, Jason's gaze became very surprised, after all, in order to ensure the success rate of spellcasting, the casters are all lightly armed, Ryan is a cowhide light armor, and a long sword scimitar, and the total weight on his body is no less than a full bucket.

"Fortunately." With a kind smile on his face, Ryan didn't give Jason the kind of nobleman, and he stepped forward to hold his black and gray hand very casually.

At this time, even Anne was shocked, you must know that there is a huge difference in the class in this world, and the nobles and commoners are completely different people. Most of the spellcasters are nobles, and they have powerful and mysterious powers, and the gap between them and commoners is like that between elephants and ants.

And now, Ryan doesn't say how elegant his gestures are, at least he is a rich and noble family from the perspective of his face, but now he has no frame at all, and Jason is a little flattered for a while.

Ryan didn't feel anything, this kind of harmonious neighborhood relationship was exactly what he once longed for, so he sighed and followed the local customs: "I'm here to find those gray dwarves, are they inside?" ”

"Yes, yes."

Jason was nearly twice as big as Ryan, and now he had this ghostly appearance, which made Ryan almost laugh.

Serious matters, Ryan didn't talk to Jason anymore, and walked straight past him and towards the room.

"Patriarch Gronde, you are really old and strong." As soon as he walked into the forging room, the sudden rise in temperature not only made Ryan take his breath, but also caused the flame operator to let out a soft sound, and then his eyes saw a familiar face, and he hurriedly greeted him loudly.

"Benefactor?!" True to the tribe of iron, Grond even though his beard and hair were gray, but his upper body was extremely strong, and he was not inferior to the young dwarf next to him.

"Just call me Ryan." Seeing a group of gray dwarves looking at him with excited eyes, Ryan inexplicably had a feeling of Snow White, and suddenly shuddered, and hurriedly corrected Gronde's title, "Actually, I'm here to ask you for help." ”