When the big man grabbed him, Mebis only felt a sharp dizziness that confused his vision, and when he responded, he was taken to another place in the sand.

But the big man muttered something in the same place, and then looked at the young man who couldn't tell the situation with a cruel smile.

"However, only a first-level apprentice will appear in a violent and treacherous desert that many formal wizards dare not step into, and it seems that this disciple has a lot of secrets."

"Being my disciple is not free, just like the equivalent exchange that wizards observe, and in return, you must grant me any request."

Mebes' eyes were pensive, but she quickly agreed.

"My real name is Freigal, um... Get out your ID card"

I saw that Fregaar also took out a gold-edged card to dock with it, and only for a moment, a golden bone stick suddenly appeared in the center behind the young man's original card, surrounded by simple invisible lines and flickering slightly.

"You actually took over a mission abroad?" Fregaar skimmed over the card to the receiving spot and couldn't help but be surprised.

The young man thought about it and nodded,

"Yes, brother. Zi thinks that his own knowledge and experience are not sufficient, plus..."

In the end, it was naturally easier for him to obtain the wizard's teachings than other apprentices, and it was several times more difficult for him to obtain it than others, not only the magic stone resources, but also in all aspects, which forced him to make a foreign mission that other beginners would not choose, even if he didn't get anything in the end.

However, it turns out that Mebis, who has many hole cards, is more at home outside the house, and at least he enjoys the experience and adventure of fighting other wizards.

After he obtained the Silver Frost Warthog, he made a lot of money and made a lot of money, and it could be seen that if he was just studying and cultivating hard in the academy, then he would not be able to obtain dozens of times the number of magic stone gap shares of the apprentice tasks in the same period.

Don't forget that he himself is a transcendent tranquil, throwing away the insulators caused by gourmet cells, his talent is unrivaled in his class, and he does not want to be shattered by the latter's far superior and shattered pride.

Just as Fregaar was about to elaborate on something more, a chicken with brilliant feathers? Suddenly appeared on the shoulders of the big man's supple feather robe,

"Twitter... Urgently. ”

"Huh? Cuckoo from Lémans. ”

** With this well-behaved Kiel, the big man groaned slightly, and then said to Mebis in a hurry,

"It's not too late when you complete your mission and return to the academy."

Although he said it in a hurry, the man still unhurriedly took out a straight cigar from his feather robe, lit it with one hand, and took a big puff before speaking slowly.

"If you can, you should change your face, after all, that woman might be in trouble with you."

"But when I think about that sassy woman's sullen appearance, Lao Tzu is very comfortable, hahahaha..."

"It seems that this cheap mentor is not much different from the wizards of the Dark Magic House, they are all a group... A gastronomic wizard with a lot of personality. ”

"Am I going to follow in their footsteps?"

Although I want to be a cold wizard who is dark and uninhibited, but... It seems that this style of showing off one's own character is... It feels good.

Then he thought of what the big man said before he left and the woman he had met before, and then dressed up in the same place, and a medium-looking horse-faced man appeared again.

。。。

The Manhalla Bazaar was established in an oasis of extreme scarcity in the desert, and was famous for its slave trade, and a large number of slave owners were happy to capture all kinds of people from the cold land in the north and the sound of the waves in the west, whether it was strong and powerful, powerful and hideous people, or barbarians favored by wizards, all transported here to all parts of the witch world.

The wizarding organization behind him is the ruler behind the stormy desert, and the sand is dead.

A horse-faced man in a light black robe, no different from the others, roamed slowly in this spacious open-air bazaar, and from time to time he would stop to take a good look at some beautiful and revealing slaves, but he seemed to notice the shriveling of his wallet, so he sighed and left, and continued to wander through the bazaar.

Through a few short-sighted sand thieves, Mebes was able to find the information she wanted, so she slaughtered a few fools and rode into the wizard-controlled market.

The hayy ground was littered with huge white tents, which were used in special metal rectangular metal cages to imprison a different type of human race, some of which made him feel the urge to buy one.

"Barbarians, with a large body of two or three heads taller than humans, and weak magic resistance, are very good janitors, but they are difficult to yield, and are mostly used as experimental material by wizards."

"And the price is as high as 50 magic stones per adult man, and women are secondary."

Visiting the stalls and increasing the physical knowledge, the Mebes has a way.

"Hey, come and see. There's another guy who looks very handsome on the wanted warrant, hehehe..."

As the shouts gathered, the sign in front of Mebis quickly gathered a number of desert dwellers, and he quickly squeezed through the crowd around him, and immediately took aim at the familiar head of one of the several pages on its wood-colored deck.

First-level apprentice wizard

Black hair and green eyes, with a slender body

Clue Provider: 500 Magic Stones

Capture 1,000 Magic Stones

The young man's face suddenly darkened, and he secretly wondered what the big man had done to write a reward even for the wizard who hurriedly glanced at him, and the most important thing was that his apprentice with low strength was actually higher than the bounty of a few second- and third-level wizards next to him, and it was as high as 1,000 magic stones, which even he wanted to catch himself in exchange for magic stones.

With a gloomy face, Mebis replenished some necessary materials in the bazaar, as well as key maps, but was rejected by the old man in front of him,

"Honorable guest, it's not that I don't sell the map, but that this kind of blueprint that imprints a fixed route is simply vulnerable to the vagaries of the plundering desert. Perhaps a day ago a huge sand dune of sand may turn into a gentle patch of yellow sand tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or even just a finger or four hours, and all road signs will be useless. ”

The big man did not seem satisfied with this result, and after some struggle, he took out a heavy bag of gold coins from his pocket and threw it to the treacherous shopkeeper who was squinting, who felt the weight of it, and then spoke slowly.

"Every nine calendar days, three caravans of camel beasts leave the desert, and you may be able to find the answer from the One-Eye in the Central Bazaar."

"Caravan... While there is a potential risk of being detected by them, the caution of my appearance is not so noticeable..."

With this in mind, Mebes picked up her steps and walked in the direction of her target.