"How do you know?" There was something strange about Duang.

"Dirk had done ice erosion experiments, and I saw it on the side, and it was exactly the same as it is now."

"Oh!" Du Ang thought about it, this explanation worked, although Dirk practiced magic late, he was also an intermediate magician in his 50s, and he did all kinds of magic-related experiments in the laboratory, which was also a ...... But that's not right! Du Ang is still a little puzzled, he has read so many books about magic before, one of which is dedicated to discussing various types of magic and the effects that can be produced, in this book, from the forbidden spell-level magic flame burning city, to the most ordinary low-level magic fireball technique, it is all discussed in it, but in my impression, why is there no such ice erosion technique?

What kind of magic is this?

It should be ice-based when it sounds like the name, but is it a new ice-based magic that has been newly researched recently?

That's not right, Dirk was from hundreds of years ago, and even he knew it, so this ice erosion was definitely not a newly researched magic.

What the hell is going on?

Puzzled, Duang asked Cake, who told him that this so-called ice erosion was not magic, but witchcraft!

Sorcery?

Duang finally realized what was going on.

In the Bauhinia Empire, the status of magicians is very special, belonging to a scarce strategic force, although there are few people, but the role is extremely important, although it is not as mysterious as moving mountains and seas, but a high-level magician can still destroy a small town between talking and laughing, such as the very famous "murderer" Hewitt in the history of magicians, this great magician who lived more than a hundred years ago, has always been known for his hot temper and dishonesty, just because of a little quarrel, This great magician actually launched a forbidden spell-level magic in a frenzy. A small town was completely destroyed in three minutes, and according to statistics, more than 5,000 people were killed in this catastrophic event, and if you add the injured, the total number has exceeded 8,000......

With such ruthlessness and such cold-bloodedness, this Hewitt great magician can even be called a psychopath.

It's just a small spuff, isn't it......

If replaced by an ordinary person. Committing such a great sin is enough to send him to the gallows to be hanged 10,000 times in a row, but for this Hewitt Grand Magician, the Imperial officials have been silent except for a letter of protest sent to the Magic Association, and the Magic Association's reaction to this matter is four words: internal handling. And then...... There is no then. After a while, the wind was calm. This matter is not settled.

And the reason for this result. It is because magicians are a group of people who cannot be offended by the empire, magicians do not fight for power, and have no ambition for ordinary secular power, but the high imperial power needs to be protected and escorted by magicians.

This special status is unique to magicians. Samurai, knight, hunter...... And all other professions, not good!

The Bauhinia Empire is like this, and correspondingly, the Byron Empire also has such a group of people.

Sorcerer......

The Byronic Empire was a nomadic people who rose from the steppes. The goddess of light was not a god they trusted. It is said that the witch king has great powers and is the patron saint of the Byron Empire, he has always lived on the top of the snowy mountain, and he has never even stepped down the snow-capped mountain into the world, no one has seen the true face of the witch king, and all his instructions and prophecies are conveyed through his messenger in the world, the wizard.

Very similar to the magicians of the Bauhinia Empire, the wizards of the Byron Empire also wear similar robes, but they are fatter and thicker, of course, the name is not called magic robes, but wizard robes, in the Bauhinia Empire, the level of magicians can be reflected by the color on the magic robes, only the highest level of great magicians are eligible to wear white robes, and the color of the magic robes worn by magicians of other levels is from dark to light, extending little by little.

The wizard's robes, on the other hand, come in only two colors, black and white!

Regardless of rank, all wizards only have these two colors.

The way they used to distinguish between high and low ranks was a headscarf wrapped around their heads.

The color of the bandana.

Unlike the magicians in the Bauhinia Empire, who like to wear hats, the wizards of the Byron Empire wear turbans.

The darker the color of the wizard's turban, the higher the level of the wizard, the higher the status of the wizard, and the highest level of the great wizard that people have seen with their own eyes, their headscarves are as black as night.

And as for the witch king...... No one had ever seen the Witch King, what color his turban was, or even whether he wore a headscarf or not, no one knew at all.

Wizards, as the spokesperson of the witch king who walks the world, will naturally not be the kind of powerless goods, except for a very small number of clerical positions, the vast majority of wizards have their own housekeeping skills, one is martial arts, the other is witchcraft.

Not much to say about martial arts, they belong to the nomadic lineage, pay attention to speed and strength, and most of the weapons used are scimitars, and witchcraft ...... It's similar to the magic of the Bauhinia Empire, but it's not quite the same.

It's like a homologous, like the difference between British English and American English.

The magic of the Bauhinia Empire is divided into: ice, fire, earth, and darkness, which are classified according to the elements.

The classification of witchcraft is divided into curses, corrosion, blood sacrifices, and explosions according to their effects and effects......

And this ice erosion technique, obviously, belongs to a kind of corrosion system.

Du Ang patted his head: "It's so confused, I just paid attention to the cold and ice on it, but I forgot the continuous effect on the wound...... Hey, I didn't even see such an obvious corrosion technique, and it seems that my magic book for so long has been in vain! Lose face! ”

"What's wrong with you?" Federer asked strangely when he saw Duon suddenly slap his head. Just now, Duon was talking to Biscuit in his heart, and Federer and Kochagin naturally didn't hear a word.

"Oh...... It's nothing! Duang felt a little embarrassed.

He was talking to the cake here, but for Kochagin and Federer, he was distracted, and it was very rude for a useful and high-quality nobleman, and Duon felt a little ashamed, and blushed for a full second.

"Duang......" Federer stared at Duang, he already knew Duang's name before: "Duang, can you cure my father's injury?" ”

"Me? Heal? Duon pointed to his nose in disbelief, looking incredulous, he never thought that Federer would ask such a question.

Please, what did you take me for?

I'm not a doctor.

"Yes, you treated my injuries very well just now, my father's injury, you must have a way!" Federer is a straightforward man who says whatever comes to his mind and doesn't beat around the bush. Hearing him say this, Duang immediately knew what was wrong.

Before, Federer was stabbed by a phantom rat with a poisonous needle and fell unconscious, but it was Duang who squeezed the poisonous blood and smeared him with medicine, and the direct consequence was that Federer regarded Duang as a doctor, and he was the kind that could rejuvenate him.

Du Ang is so wronged in his heart!

Please, it's true that I'll treat you, but can your injury compare to your father's injury? Wrap a band-aid around you and let me go to the operating table to do a heart bypass, isn't this TMD a duck on the shelf? No, no, it's not a joke to treat injuries and save lives, not only is the injury not good to be cured, but even people are gone, look at the end of those quacks who mistook people's lives, which one is not a bloody dog who is scolded by others? Which one hasn't been beaten? This is all a trivial matter, the key is that when you eat and sleep, you are afraid that the unjust ghost will come to you, and your conscience will not be in peace for the rest of your life.

It's miserable!

No, you can't do that!

Du Ang just wanted to refuse, but at this time, it may have touched the wound, the green tendons on Kecha's head jumped violently, the beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down, and the expression on his face looked extremely painful.

Looking back, Federer was waiting for Duon to answer, his eyes full of anticipation and trust.

Duang relented!

He asked Cake Cake in his heart, "Cake Cake, do you know any way to lift this Ice Erosion Technique?" ”

"Yes!" Bingbing replied very simply.

"Are you sure? If you knew, I would like to treat him, but you also know that human lives are at stake, and this is no joke. ”

"To know is to know, why am I lying to you?"

"That's good!"

With the assurance of the cake, Du Ang finally nodded boldly and said one word: "Okay!" ”

……

The healing of ice erosion required some special herbs, which needed to be collected deep in the woods, and it was too late today, so I had to go again tomorrow, and that night, Duon stayed at Federer's house, of course. Not inside the house, but outside the house in a fairly clean and flat open space, the inside of the house is so smelly.

Today's dinner is roasted roe deer meat.

Du Ang picked up a pile of dry branches, smashed down with a fireball technique, and the flames burned, a very simple magic, Federer actually looked stupid.

It was the first time he had seen someone cast a spell at such a close distance.

He was curious and yearning.

It's no wonder that anyone who sees the magic of magic for the first time has this idea!

Federer's mouth is very stupid, and he can't say anything complete while chatting while eating, but his enthusiasm, Duang can still feel it very deeply, especially for the little magic that Duang just revealed, Federer showed great enthusiasm and interest, and when Duang talked about the flowery world outside, this turtle who had never entered the city since he was born was even more leisurely, eager to walk out of here immediately, to the outside world to see.

Two pieces of fragrant roe deer meat went down his stomach, and Federer, who had been holding it for a long time, suddenly wiped his mouth and asked Duang: "I want to learn magic, can you teach me?" (To be continued......)