Back in his room, Ryan didn't rest immediately, locked the door, and opened the properties panel again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He already has 1276 experience in his experience pool, which is enough to raise the Ranger class to level 2, but until then, he still wants to try it.

In his heart, he silently assigned the experience to the mage, but there was still no response, and Ryan couldn't hide the loss on his face. Most of his knowledge and accumulation over the years have been in the field of mages, and if he can't become an official mage, it will be a fatal blow to him.

Just as he was losing his soul, his wandering gaze suddenly fixed on the steel armor in the corner, and his mind suddenly remembered his experience of becoming a ranger.

Ariel is a real-life world, unlike previous games, where in order to become a Warrior, you must be properly trained, master the weapons and armor required for the class, and gain the introductory specialization, as well as meet the main attributes.

Ryan had been trying to train in the direction of a warrior, but due to his low strength attribute, he accidentally embarked on the path of a ranger.

Thinking of this, Ryan took out Mescal's spell book and slowly opened the page where the trick was recorded.

"Hehe, that mage was really killed by you."

"Who?!" The sudden sound startled Ryan, who was reading intently, and reflexively rested his right hand on the hilt of the scimitar.

"Don't be nervous." The diminutive figure stepped out of the shadows behind Ryan, and it was Philip, a powerful wanderer.

"Teacher." Taking a deep breath, Ryan calmed his emotions, as a high-level wanderer, it was not difficult for Philip to appear quietly beside him.

"You're interested in spells?" Looking at the spell book in Ryan's hand that he didn't have time to take back, the smile on Philip's face was a little elusive.

"I've suffered a lot on this, and it's rare to have a chance to learn about it." Now that it has been discovered, Ryan simply no longer hides it.

"It's hard to imagine that you can defeat a mage who can cast a two-ring spell." Smash it, smash it, Philip was still a little surprised.

"It's just a fluke, thanks to the fact that he's a half-ghoul, and the temple has helped me a lot with this weapon." Placing the morning light blessing on his waist on the table, Ryan didn't have the slightest hint of worry.

Picking up the long sword and constantly looking through it, the surprise on Philip's face became more and more intense: "That stingy old bastard actually gave you this thing?" Tsk, tsk, cunning thing. ”

"Teacher?" Listening to Philip's meaning, it seemed that he was familiar with the old priest, and Ryan had a lot of doubts in his heart.

"Ah, it's all about the old days." Philip didn't mean to explain, so he quickly changed the subject, "Can you tell me about that mage?" ”

The reason why Ryan is not wary of the halfling is not only that the two have a close relationship, but more importantly, Philip chooses to appear in front of him instead of denounce himself to Yuna. Nodding cheerfully, Ryan explained his experience from the temple to the temple, not even Bob's offense.

"Rest assured, that Bob will get the punishment he deserves. But do you know what happened to the three cloaked men? ”

"I don't really know, but I almost found out when I saw that the man in the lead was helping Mescal lead the way with the help of a crow, and the two guards around him were so strong that I was almost discovered."

"Demon pet? It's not unusual for a mage to have two powerful retinues, but it's intriguing to dare to make a deal with half a ghoul. Scratching a small pinch of beard at his chin, the halfling seemed to be very bad at this kind of reasoning, and he didn't come up with a reason for a long time.

"Alas, what a nuisance."

"Teacher, that Mescal's strength is not very strong, why don't you send someone to deal with him?" Seeing that Philip was no longer wasting his brainpower, Ryan threw out the question in his mind.

"You don't know, Mescal is Varge's test subject, and although he is a failure, he is still a member of the Bone Cemetery. It's no coincidence that a mage from the Bone Graveyard is in Horncreek City, and with the cloak mage you are talking about, this matter is far from as simple as it seems. Perhaps in return for Ryan's trust in himself, Philip didn't hide anything from him either.

"We wanted to wait for Ralph to do it first, but who knew you would get involved. Well, now, it won't be long before the Bone Graveyard will know that Barnard's heirs have killed its own members. ”

He had heard of the White Bone Cemetery, which was mainly active in Cormier and the vicinity of the Valley, and was a group of evil people organized with necromancers as the core. However, at that time, in the eyes of him as a legendary mage, this organization was just a group of clowns who jumped off the beam, and he didn't even dare to walk outside in broad daylight. But now, judging from Philip's worried look, the strength of the other party is no longer what it used to be.

"So, what should I do?" Although Ryan had some guesses, he didn't expect Mescal's background to be so tricky, and he also sensed the trouble of things for a while.

"You like spells?" Without answering Ryan's question head-on, the smile on Philip's face was a little weird.

Slightly stunned, for some reason, Ryan suddenly remembered Philip's other profession that had been deliberately hidden, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and a sincere desire suddenly appeared on his face: "Every spell is full of wisdom, mysterious and powerful, which fascinates me very much." ”

"Oh? In Cormier, however, the mage's reputation is not very glamorous. The curvature of the corners of Philip's mouth became more and more obvious, which also made Ryan more and more sure of his conjecture, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"There is no distinction between good and evil in strength, and there is no difference between spells and swords."

Hearing Ryan's words, the surprise on Philip's face almost turned into substance: "Hehe, I really didn't expect it, if I had such an awareness as you at the beginning, I'm afraid I would have had the opportunity to spy on the legend now!" ”

？！！ Ryan was stunned, and his violently beating heart seemed to burst out of his chest.

"Kid, you're right, but spells are still very different from weapons." Without waiting for Ryan to reply, Philip took a small sprout from his arms, and as his lips quivered, the bud fluttered into the air, slowly spinning, and quickly turning into ashes.

The light around him distorted for a moment, and it changed violently as if it had traveled back in time, and by the time Ryan began to experience dizziness, the surrounding scenery had changed dramatically.

Verdant green leaves, babbling streams, butterflies shuttling among the flowers, tame little beasts haunt the bushes from time to time, birds chirp in the distance, and sun-drenched forests are full of life.

"Able to do what ordinary people can't, do what ordinary people can't, the mage, is the spokesman of the mystery, and the apostle of wisdom." Philip restrained his usual grinning expression, and his serious look made his figure look much taller.

"To outsiders, creation and destruction are just a spell, but in the eyes of believers, this power is a gift from the gods." Seeing Ryan looking around in amazement, the corners of Philip's mouth hooked imperceptibly, and then quickly recovered, holding one hand into the air, and the beautiful scene around him shook again.

Watching the beautiful bird that had just landed in his palm gradually turn into nothingness, Ryan's face seemed to flash a trace of loss, and then he immediately looked at Philip with burning eyes.

"But only we know that these things come from our wisdom and will." As Philip's words fell, the scene returned to the dimly lit hut it had been.

Even if the spell identification fails, Ryan knows this spell, the five-ring spell, the mirage!

Possessing a powerful illusion that deceives the five senses and can completely change the surrounding environment, many mages once liked to use this unstoppable spell to yin enemies and pit teammates. Have you ever tasted the fear of walking on flat ground and suddenly falling off a cliff? Have you ever tried the thrill of a dragon bowing down at your feet? You've been through a group of succubi...

Ahem, all in all, this spell has left Ryan with many unforgettable memories.

"Simply put, our power comes from the world, not from the gods!" As if afraid that Ryan didn't understand, Philip ended the show with this clear sentence.