Chapter Thirty-Nine: Another Great Magister of the Three Cultivations

Sylvanas's performance just now was completely devoid of the demeanor of a ranger general. She also sensed her gaffe, and hurriedly changed her slightly soothing tone and said, "The magic arrows you made have a strong explosive power, and I want to invite you to make another batch of magic arrows for our elite rangers." ”

After all, he is the commander of the rangers, and he is quite knowledgeable. In fact, the producer of these magic arrows is Bi Luohua, which is the production method given to him by his mentor, and he just did a processing process.

The special direction of this kind of magic arrow lies in this exquisite miniature magic circle, the magic circle is original to the mentor, it is very special, Luo Lin can't understand it, he can only imitate it.

"This kind of work is quite mana-consuming, I'm afraid I can't do it." Rollin excused.

Sylvanas walked under the counter where the long-term worker was kept, and after a moment's search, he pulled out nearly fifty gold coins. The rangers are also very strapped and have no extra assets.

Sylvanas took a white handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped the gold coin.

"This is a deposit, I think these gold coins can be exchanged for 1,000 arrows." Sylvanas said in an uncertain tone.

Rollin almost rolled his eyes, Commander, are you treating me as an employee of Foxconn? 1000 arrows, I need to overdraft my mana for ten days. And it also consumes nearly thirty bottles of sobering potions, which is not worth the deal.

Shaking his head in direct refusal, Luo Lin took a few steps back and said, "Commander, I can't do this job. You can seek the mages of the Silvermoon Council to help you. ”

Sylvanas sat down and said, "The magic arrows before were all made by the mages of the Silvermoon Council. It's good, but it's not as good as the magic arrows you make. As the Commander, of course I want better equipment to give to my rangers. ”

With a shake of the white handkerchief, all the gold coins were sprinkled on the wooden table with red accents and gold trim. The coins jumped and tumbled, circling the wooden table, and after a few seconds they all calmed down, and not a single coin mischievously slipped to the ground.

"But I only have so much gold." Sylvanas held her fair face in her hands and pointed at the gold coins on the table with her slender fingers.

Rollin sat across from Sylvanas and said, "Fifty-two, don't count them." ”

"It turns out that the general also has troubled things." Rollin teased.

Sylvanas' face suddenly turned red and continued, "Next week, we have more important tasks in the temple. So, I want you to help me, although it is only 52 gold coins, I will raise more gold coins to return to you in the future. ”

Luo Lin raised his eyebrows and said secretly: What kind of task can make this ranger commander pay such attention. Compared to the cold attitude of the previous days, Sylvanas is finally a normal elf girl today.

The commander of Sylvanas has prayed to himself like this, and if he doesn't agree, I'm afraid he will be regarded as a scumbag. But Rollin is not a fool who is dominated by the nakedness, he says: "1000 is too much, I can only make 100, and the commander must promise to pay me an additional 52 gold coins after receiving the arrows." ”

Sylvanas gave Rollin a fierce look, nodded and said, "Okay, deal." ”

Rollin gathered the gold coins on the table back into the white handkerchief, and then, tying a small knot above the handkerchief, held it in his hand.

In order not to buy ordinary arrows in the Garden City, Luo Lin simply tied up 100 arrows in the arsenal of the Ranger Temple and carried them on his back. The arrow was a bit heavy, and Rollin was hunched on his back, like a woodcutter. However, Rollin is still wearing a blue mage robe, which makes Rollin more like a funny clown in the circus.

The Ranger Commander didn't stop him. He's already taken the money anyway. As long as you can give yourself all the magic arrows.

"Alright, in five days, I'll bring the arrows here." Rollin walked down the second floor of the temple.

Sylvanas ignored him, she had already lost her temper in front of this mage once today. She was afraid that she would not be able to bear it anymore and lose her temper again.

Carrying the arrow downstairs, Rollin walked out of the temple. After not taking a few steps, Rollin felt that someone was watching him. I turned my head to look, but I found that there was none.

Seeing that there were no elves around, Rollin took out a white handkerchief from his pocket. He didn't care about gold. Voiceover (our outstanding, wise male protagonist always has a special fetish, after all, no one is perfect).

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no other pair of eyes around, he brought his handkerchief to the tip of his nose. Smelling it lightly, I noticed that there was a special aroma that remained on it. This should be the smell of Sylvanas.

After sniffing it, Rollin put the handkerchief and gold coins into the magic package and walked towards the Mage Tower.

He had no idea that at this moment, a pair of eyes were staring at him, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Perverted, shameless, lewd miser." You're damned! ”

Back at the Mage Tower, Rollin discovers that there is a surprising guest inside the tower. is an archmage in a golden mage's robes. On top of his mage's robes, a golden phoenix motif was inscribed. This kind of decoration is only available to the Sunseeker family.

It is rare that in the residence of the Mentor, there will be an elf of the Sunseeker family.

The magus's face was a little haggard. His skin was fair, but the hairline at his sideburns was white, and there were still a few folds on his forehead, which made him an old elf.

The magister noticed Rollin's arrival, and his eyes were full of sparkling eyes, and all eyes were on Rollin.

"Bilohua, this is your student?" Magister asked.

Mentor Birohua looked at Rollin with a smile and said, "Yes, my student, a human mage.

There was no fluctuation in the eyes of this elderly magister, and the identity of a human being did not cause his feelings to fluctuate.

He got up and held out his left hand to Rollin.

"I am Naloras Sunstrider, an elderly mage."

Putting the arrow down his back, Rollin accepted the ritual that belonged only to humans. The magister in front of him must have lived in human society.

"Merissus Rollin. Salute to the Archmage. ”

Feeling the warmth from the Magister's hands, Rollin felt a friendly and gentle magical aura.

Naloras smiled and said, "I heard your story from Birowa, your mentor. You're very good, and you're much better than our two old guys, both in terms of heart and magic. ”

With such praise, Rollin was flattered.

"It was the teaching of my mentor, and I just did what I had to do as a student." Luo Lin said modestly.

Naloras looked at Bilohua and said, "After all, it's your student, and there is still a gap between you and me. ”

Birohua continued the Magister's words, "Don't be restrained, this Magus is my dear friend. Just treat him as you would treat me. ”

The mentor patted Rollin on the shoulder and said, "This is your other mentor, in the future, you can go and ask him for advice on the study of arcane spells." ”