"Praise the gods! Thank you for your generosity, Master Caspar Rodney!"

.......

Sometimes, the power of gold coins is great, especially for orphans and widows with meager incomes.

"Dalle Barron is my husband, I thought he was dead, but Master Cordo of the Underwriters Association told him he was just missing. ”

“...... But then I got the insurance money! Like you, the insurance officer of Cordo is a good man. ”

"Actually, Barron had come home the night before the riots, and I was scared because I had already spent some of the money on the insurance. However, I am still very happy to see my husband returning, at least my children will live a better life. ”

"But, woo woo woo ......"

Then came the extraordinary encounter, Darle Barron wanted to take most of the rest of the family's insurance money, but Mrs. Dalle would not let him.

Mrs. Dalle, who knew her husband's character, quickly hid the child in the closet, and Darle Barron got the gold coin and wanted to leave, but Mrs. Dalle held her legs.

Annoyed and angry, Dalle Barron gave him a big push, and Mrs. Dalle fell straight to the floor.

"Are you sure you don't know what happened?, Mrs. Dallet, think about it!" said Caspar Rodney in a gentle tone, watching Mrs. Dalle ponder, without urging.

Dozens of seconds later, Mrs. Darew, who frowned and recalled, spoke:

"Yes, I woke up to a pool of blood on the ground, and it wasn't dry. ”

"Although I felt a little dizzy at the time, I must have been bleeding from the time my head was broken. ”

"I was afraid of scaring the children, so I went to the bathroom to clean up. Praise the gods, when I rinsed the blood from my hair, I was surprised to find that there was no external injury on my head. ”

Caspar Rodney's servants had confirmed that there was still a remnant of dried blood in the cracks of the old wooden floor in the bedroom.

"But my head was still a little dizzy, so after settling the child and locking the door, I went to the ambulance set up by the Magic Guild. ”

As a result, I am healthy.

Caspar Rodney listened to Mrs. Dalle's quiet statement, and a picture appeared in his mind.

Let's assume that Dalle Barron's house is not closed, and a priest or water mage passes by.

The priest or water wizard was a jealous and hateful man, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he angrily killed Dalle Barron and saved Lady Dallet.

This is also not over, first of all, the "coffee" in the sewer Barron knows that if he dies or is injured, it should not be too late to transfer the coffee.

Or maybe Barron used the news of "coffee" to get away with it in order to survive.

Then the priest or water mage saw that "Coffee" had killed the three Barrons.

So the assumption just now is that this person is a good person, but who is jealous and hateful and can't treat gold as life?

Then this person's combat power must be high-level, and he can instantly use intermediate-level skills, so that he can kill the three Barrons in an instant and keep the news of "coffee".

Extraordinary: You're so beautiful, you're almost right.

Caspar Rodney, who had already wasted half his time, was about to leave, and was about to say goodbye, when he saw Mrs. Daller muttering to herself.

"Yes, when I turned to leave, an old magician lord faced the young mage who received me, I should be cured by some kind of water magic!"

I didn't run away, and it seems that my reasoning is completely reasonable.

Telling the servants on the side to visit the vicinity of Dale's house if there were any witnesses to the water magician, Caspar Rodney went to visit Mrs. Dale.

Commoners throughout the continent grew up listening to stories about the "Great Magi", so the mage's robe was easier for the commoners to identify than the nobles' family coats.

A few blocks away at the Academy of Magic, Extraordinary had spent the entire afternoon preparing for the second study class, and even Sister Nia had turned down an invitation to dinner.

In fact, Extraordinary really misunderstood Sister Nia, and invited him to dinner because he really wanted to know about Sister Sissel's current situation.

Although he pinched up as soon as he met Lucy, he and Ruth were really friends.

Is it wrong to care about good friends?

It's just that he thinks too much, and he is afraid that he will fall into it.

Dinner was served in the college cafeteria, and after a few bites, I returned to the college quarters, and saw metal birds combing their copper-colored wings on the windowsill.

Seeing Extraordinary push the door in, he flapped his wings and flew away.

"Vivien's Messenger"

After washing his hands and face, he sat in front of the window and opened the letterhead.

The tone of the letter was as light as a friend's, and Sister Ruth introduced the situation of the first school in the neighborhood.

......

"I didn't expect that I could really learn stabbing sword from the court elf great swordsman, and Lucy has also obtained the junior alchemist badge of the Alchemy Society!"

Between the lines, there is not only the joy of meeting a famous teacher, but also the joy of my sister's efforts.

At the end of the letter, there is also a material that asks Extraordinary to ask Old Henry about several magic puppets.

I don't know if Lucy is the Shadow Elf Ring", or if she got special equipment that can condense magical power.

You don't have to have a heart of nature to become a magician, and once a magician has no hope of advancement, he will either change careers or mix with his current rank for the rest of his life.

It's okay to be high-level, and you will be a guest of honor wherever you go. Low-level magicians don't make it to the next level, and most of them will work in other professions.

The magic puppeteer is the first choice, as long as the puppet's crafting materials are good, relying on high-level puppets, it is not impossible for low-level to defeat high-level.

It is very easy for an alchemist who is proficient in various puppet materials to become a puppeteer.

Magicians in this world also need meditation, including swordsmen and the like.

Whether it is the mind or the consciousness, the extraordinary is uniformly called "spiritual power".

And the word spiritual power does not exist in this world.

Dean Leslie was once asked about the role of meditation, and the dean of the Academy of Magic told Extraordinary that meditation is to channel the magic that exists in the body, and the better you control it, the more magic you can condense.

The amount of magic in the body is a nihilistic concept, and you can't look inside. However, every time you release a magic skill, if you release another skill, you can feel that you can release it again a few times.

This is the magic of mental power, and the control of skills is more perfect for magicians with strong mental power.

Spend the least amount of magic and unleash the most skills.

Therefore, people with low mental power will not have much higher magic power in their bodies. If you have this powerful all-attribute magic crystal of the Tears of the Shadow Elve, you have also learned the "forbidden spell", but your mental power is relatively low.

Then you release the "forbidden spell" and try it, and the magic in your body will be disordered in minutes, and your whole body will explode and die.

Now the extraordinary table is filled with all kinds of elementary magic skill books.

Once upon a time, when he had mastered the extraordinary and smooth advancement of the "Fireball Technique" to the "Great Fireball", he would take the primary and intermediate skill books of various departments and brush them when he had nothing to do.

"Hey, except for the fireball technique, the fire primary skill has no reaction in the face, this shouldn't be!"

Every time you light a cigarette, it is a "fireball" with a large flame, and if it is because you use more skills and are more compatible with the fire element, you will learn the "big fireball".

Then it doesn't make sense that the intermediate ones can't learn, and the elementary ones can't learn!

Holding a bunch of elementary skill books, Extraordinary hopes to get the revelation of the goddess of nature in his dreams.