Pale yellow sunlight shone in through the gap between the two houses in the street and fell onto the stone slabs. Smoke and dust drifted slowly in the air.

Half of Grant's body is in the sun, and the other half is in shadow. A vertical shadow is formed, which is stretched longer as it gets longer.

His face was a little cold, and he quietly clenched a hand, always on guard.

"What do you want to do?" Grant said coldly, from just now he felt that the mage in front of him had been following him, although he didn't know what the reason was, but it was impossible for him to offend people or know other people when he first came.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm here to make a deal with you." The tall mage hurriedly defended, stretched out his right hand and bowed slightly, "Hello, I'm Leon." A little mage from the Slicklin King's Division, I just saw you buy dozens of spells in one go, and guess maybe you want some rare spells, come and have a look. ”

"You're here to sell spells?" Grant was suspicious of the half-truth, and one hand was still clenched tightly, always guarding against the sneak attack of the mage in front of him. Although the Tower of the Demon Eye can detect attacks of a certain energy intensity, it has no detection power in the face of small fights or attacks with low energy intensity.

Leon nodded, not caring about Grant's expression. He understood Grant's thoughts, a mage he didn't know suddenly ran over to make a deal with him, and everyone was suspicious, and even some mages with a bad attitude directly told the other party to get out of the way or call someone. Even if the other party insults him, he can only swallow it. Because he knew that the power behind the mage who had the ability to buy dozens of spells must be not small, at least not something he could afford to provoke and offend.

Grant smiled, also with some interest: "Tell me about the type and use of your spells." ”

"This spell is rather peculiar, it is a spell of the advanced type." Leon frowned. With a hint of hesitation.

"Hehe, what spells are not promoted." Grant disagreed. Pouted.

"That's right, this spell spell syllables and mind manipulation are more difficult than the same level. However, if you are very proficient, you can burst into a very powerful force, twice as much as the same level. And when you advance to the mid-4th order, this spell automatically becomes a mid-4th spell, which is also twice as powerful as the mid-4th order. And you don't need to accumulate proficiency and learn new spell spells. Even the mental drain is only the capacity of the fourth-order early spells. ”

Leon explained, too, with excitement.

"This?" Grant stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin, thinking secretly: "If it is such a spell, then it is very valuable, at least among the middle and early mages of the fourth order, it can be called the best treasure, and it is the best among rare spells. Think about how you cast a spell that is stronger than the middle of the fourth tier using the capacity of the early fourth order. Invisibly increases the extremely strong combat power. ”

"This kind of spell is good, but this mage didn't sell it, which proves that there is something wrong with him that can't sell it."

Grant also said bluntly: "This spell of yours was discovered by an ancient ruin?" ”

"yes." Leon nodded.

"Tell me why you can't sell this spell. I know that since you can find me, it's clear that the spell is not as good as you think, or that the function you are saying is to deceive me. ”

"The utility didn't lie to you." When Leon heard this, his face immediately showed a look of depression, and he looked disappointed and anxious.

He tried to argue, but honestly said, "That's right, this spell is functional. It's just that mantra syllables and mental power manipulation are troublesome. Ten years ago, I went on a quest for ancient ruins with my friends, and I got ten spell papers and a magic weapon. I just didn't expect this spell to be sold a few times before me. But no one can reach the level of proficiency, and the mages that can be cast are very weak. So it can't be sold. ”

"If you don't sell it, you don't sell it. The results were a year ago. My wife was sick and had to have a lot of potions, and I had to find a way to sell them. But it's still a little bit worse. I was going to see if anyone bought it today, but if there was anybody. I'll go out and hunt more monsters and aliens. ”

"You swore an oath to prove that the magic was true." Grant's face remained unchanged and he spoke.

Leon nodded. Bite out a drop of blood from your fingertip, drip it into the air, repeat what you just said to the blood, and finish shooting a few spells.

With a bang, the blood turned into a red roll and slowly flew into Grant's hand.

Grant opened the vellum, looked down for a moment, and then crumpled it.

He said, "Yes, I believe you." So what's the price of your one? ”

"One hundred thousand magic stones." Leon spoke anyway, with an eager look in his eyes. Although the number of magic stones cost his wife's illness is ninety, it is still less.

"It's too high." Grant frowned.

"In this way, all ten will be given to you."

"What do I want ten sheets for, one is enough for me to study." Grant shook his head, not feeling the slightest bit impressed by the suggestion or saying yes.

"But I only have ten on me, and none else." Leon was a little disheartened, apparently believing that the matter had fallen through or failed.

"Give me all ten, and give you 100,000 magic stones." Grant saw the other man's look and knew he couldn't get something. Simply agree, anyway, the analysis skill can handle the spells within the fourth order, but it will take some time to think of being very proficient.

"Really?" Leon's face was excited, and he walked over in a few arrows, grabbed Grant's hand with both hands, and approached with a face.

Grant unconsciously took a step back, let go of his hand and smiled: "Of course it's true, then let's start trading." ”

"Yes." Leon nodded, and pulled out ten rectangular pieces of spell paper full of dense mantra syllables. The corners are engraved with a permanent mark that records a single destruction.

After Grant and Leon made a deal, Leon said goodbye to Grant very excitedly and couldn't wait to find his wife.

Grant stared at him in a daze, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "What an infatuated person, but why bother, the sea of meditation is broken like that." ”

Halfway through the transaction, Grant noticed that Leon's sea of meditation was gradually drying up and deteriorating for some reason, and that he had only a dozen years left to live. Maybe for ordinary people, more than ten years is long enough, but the mages in the early stage of the fourth order are only a short time.

He shook his head, not thinking about it. Now go back and record all the spells, then refine them to perfection, and then buy the best fourth-order magic weapon set and repair Refi's injuries plus buy tools that will allow Dracula to fight for a short time.

He has to solve the two people in the near future, otherwise the other party will not wait obediently after waiting for a long time. It may be very impatient to ask the law enforcers in exchange for a small profit.

For the remaining four days, Grant stayed in the hotel, recording the analysis one by one in his mind. Although they can all be considered releases, they will have to be released several times.

…………

Four days later, the weather wasn't too good. Overcast clouds piled together, with occasional flashes of white light and muffled thunder.

Ahead of the Slekrin kings, there was a large and large building.

Large buildings are four or five cathedrals and attics, as well as a gray and white playground formed around a circle group. The edge is surrounded by a green ribbon of green grass and small white flowers, protected by a black metal fence.

The gray and white playground covers an area of nearly 1,000 square meters, with black and sleek stones. To the right of each stone is a one-man tall sculpture and a light curtain that glows lilac.

Many mages dressed in white or black robes stood sparsely in the clearing, chatting or blasting colorful beams of light at the stones, exploding one sound after another.

"Miss Lampage is really a genius, it only took thirty-nine years to become a fourth-order early mage, and her achievements are comparable only to her father."

"It seems that Miss's future achievements will definitely be above the fifth-order mage, and it is not a dream to strive to become a sixth-order mage."

"A genius is a genius, and it took me 170 years to get to where I am now."

"If you want to open up, everyone who becomes a fourth-order mage is a genius, but the young lady is too sharp."

……

Near the clearing, in the courtyard in front of a gray attic, six or seven mages in long skirts and gowns sat on tables and stools chatting with each other. On the round table in the middle were some crisp white cups and a few sandwiches, and a faint smell of milk and loose meat floated nearby.

Nearby there were large fields of grass and flowers, surrounding several mages like stars for the moon.

"Everywhere, it's all laughing." In the far north, a beautiful woman smiled modestly.

She looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate and moving facial features, and her eyes were like jade, full of aura. The shawl's long pale blonde hair was braided into small braids that hung over his shoulders and back, and he wore a shiny zigzag crown on his head.

The form-fitting tunic skirt clings to the body and sets off the perfect curves. Towering breasts, plump and straight buttocks and slender waists can't hide it.

In particular, the hands of the white lace gloves are made of water and are full of elasticity.

At this time, she covered her mouth and chuckled.

Suddenly, her heart trembled inexplicably at the place where the mage had surrounded her in a certain clearing. Something inside of her was urging her to get there.

"What's going on? Why do you feel this way in your heart? Lampach muttered to himself, clearly curious and puzzled.

Deep in the heart, an excited roar kept calling: "Oh, it's her." What a beautiful woman, the master must let that beautiful Argonian lady marry me. ”

"What's the matter? Loloka. Lampage said.

"There's a dragon pet mage in front, he has a beautiful female wurm, I want her."

"This ...... I'll help you ask first. Lampach hesitated. The dragon in his heart was a juvenile green and blue hidden dragon given to him by his early father, although it was only a juvenile, its strength was comparable to that of the late third order. As long as you give a little more time, the adult will be a fifth-order wurm. Cooperate with yourself in the Slicklin King Department to stand at the top.

She knew that because of his talent, her father had high expectations for inheriting the family and recovering in the future. So, I hope that my strength is stronger.

"No, I have to get her." The Hidden Dragon roared excitedly, with an irrepressible impulse. (To be continued......)