Mihat exclaimed with a little surprise: "Ah, Aninotes, you ......"

Mikhat felt a soft, warm tongue slowly swirl around his index finger and suck slightly. In my heart, I faintly gave birth to a strange and comfortable feeling......

As soon as Aninotes raised his head, he spit out Mihat's finger from his mouth, but saw the guy in front of him staring at him directly, with a strange smile on his face, and immediately scolded with disgust: "Mihat, you bad guy, what are you thinking nonsense! I'm just helping you heal!"

Mihart looked down and saw that the wound on his index finger had really disappeared without a trace, but he still denied it: "What am I thinking, in my opinion, it is obvious that you have a ghost in your heart!"

"Hmph, don't forget, I'm a magician majoring in illusion, do you dare to let me see your heart?" Aninotes raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

"Just look, I, Mihart, may not be afraid of you!" Mihatt continued to be reckless.

Aninotes pouted and was about to raise her hand to cast a spell, but she heard Carissa cough in a low voice, and the spell that was almost on the tip of her tongue was swallowed into her stomach.

"Alright, you two just let me save some heart, stop messing around. It seems that this sigil does not do anything to you at the moment, but it does have some oddities, so I cannot rule out the possibility that it will cause you harm in the future. It's just that I don't have the power to erase it, so just wait and see. If anything is unusual, let me know at once, and I want to see what dares to attack my Kalisa's apprentice!"

Aninotes was about to speak, but Carissa had already seen through his thoughts, and preemptively said, "Don't think that if something like this happens, I will take back the punishment." I've also taught you to be a man of your word and do what you say! I'm afraid there won't be peace in this city lately, you three be careful in everything, remember to act alone, especially after nightfall, and be more alert!"

Dalaniel thought for a moment, took out two yellowed parchment rolls from his sleeve, handed them to the weakest and youngest Ai Yusen, and said warmly: "These are two intermediate magic scrolls made by me, the one on the left is a medium-level defensive enchantment, which can last about two minutes, and the one on the right is a medium-level transformation curse, after use, it can turn the enemy into a rabbit for about a minute." The three of you children should put away these two magic scrolls, and if something happens, you will have more strength to protect yourself. ”

After the two magicians finished explaining, they cast spells and left.

Holding the rough-touch parchment scroll in his hand, he asked suspiciously, "What is the magic scroll?"

Seeing this, Mihat, who was only halfway through the leather armor, was shocked, snatched the scroll, and said in a daze: "Ai Yusen, this magic scroll can't be opened casually. Magic scrolls are very powerful magic items, which are equivalent to 'writing' magic on paper. ”

Mihart touched Ai Yansen's face, and while helping him put on his clothes, he continued: "The magician engraves a specific pattern of a magic on the parchment scroll, and then arranges the soul stones, magic gems or crystals that store the magic energy at the intersection of the lines of the magic pattern, and finally rolls the sheepskin, and a magic scroll is ready. After that, once opened, the magic engraved inside the scroll will be released. It sounds very simple, but in practice it is very complicated, and only Aninotes knows how to do it. ”

"I see, Brother Mihat. It's just that I still don't understand a little bit. Al Sen helped Mirhat tie the belt under the armpit of his leather armor and asked, "Why do you have to go to such great lengths to make this magic scroll when the magician can perform magic on his own?"

"For example, that day at the Sleeping Dryad Inn, I finally managed to cast that high-level madness curse and kill five of them, and if my enchantment skills were high enough to make a high-level mad curse scroll in advance, then the situation would have been completely different - I didn't have to leave the stool, I just threw the scroll, and the five wind descendants would also kill each other and bleed to death. Anitates explained, donning his special magical robes, straightening his colorful braids.

When Ai Yansen heard this, he suddenly realized and sighed: "I understand. It seems that these two magic scrolls are really good things!"

Seeing that Ai Yansen already knew how to make and use magic scrolls, Mihat returned the two scrolls he had just taken to him, and said softly, "Well, since you already know how to use them, keep them." Your strength is the weakest, so bring these two magic scrolls with us, and let us feel at ease. ”

Ai Yusen frowned: "But ......"

"Nothing," Aninotes advised, "Mihatt is right, you need them more than we do, so take them." My teacher said that there is not a lot of money in this city recently, although she didn't explain the reason, but as long as it was her, she couldn't be wrong. ”

Al Sen didn't hesitate anymore and carefully took the two magic scrolls into his arms.

The father hurried to Baimancheng, saying that he had urgent matters to deal with.

Master Kalisa had just warned that there was danger in the city.

The small contract mark on his chest unconsciously turned into a soul mark.

Could there be some kind of connection hidden between all these strange things?

Mikhat pondered in his heart, but heard the voice of Aninotes coming from upstairs: "Mihat, bring your dagger up, I'm going to enchant it; ”

When the two of them heard this, they both laughed heartily and ran up.

"Yesterday, I heard that the iron piece you used to pick the lock often breaks, and the quality of your file is not very good, so I made you a special file and a '*' last night after you went to bed. As she spoke, Aninotes picked up a flat, small pouch of parchment from the lab table and handed it to the ecstatic little one.

Ai Yansen took the soft bag with both hands, felt two hard objects in it, opened the bag and took it out, and almost jumped up with joy—

A small file made of black crystal, extremely delicate, the blade reflects a mysterious light, and the handle is engraved with a line of words "Ai Sen Siegel", and the other is a '*' cut from the bones of an unknown animal, one end has a thin serration, and there is a small bone hook at the top, while the other end is flat, and in order to prevent slipping, even carefully carved out a series of exquisite lines.

Ai Yansen immediately knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "Thank you for the gift from the master of Aninotes, Ai Yansen likes it very much, and will definitely take good care of it!"

"Haha, you get up quickly. Your talent and skills can't be wasted. This file is made of black crystal from the southern hills of the mainland, and the hardness is several times that of steel, and because I don't have enough black crystal in my hand, the '*' is made of mammoth's long teeth, and the hardness is only higher than that of black crystal. Aninotes laughed and helped Ayssen to his feet.

When the little guy heard this, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't put it down.

"By the way, Mihat, in addition to enchanting your short sword, I have a great good thing for you," Aninotes said as he rummaged through the messy pile of magical materials behind him, and finally pulled out a round sheet about half a meter in diameter with both hands, threw it on the ground, sat down breathlessly, and said, "In the Sleeping Dryad Inn, your shield was broken, and this bone fragment can be taken to the Iron Blood Thorn Blacksmith another day to rebuild it." ”

Mikhat picked up the dusty bone fragment and found that it was larger than the iron shield he had used before, but its weight was only one-third of the iron shield at most, and he asked suspiciously: "Is this thing also the skeleton of a mammoth?

When Aninotes heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "You guy who doesn't know what to do! This shield made of bones should be the strongest shield in the entire continent without exaggeration!"

"Why?" asked Mihart and Ayssen in unison.

Aninotes laughed, "Because this bone was given to me by Teacher Kalisa. She told me that it was an Elder Dragon's skull!

Elder Dragons?

The skull of an Elder Dragon?

Holding the unsightly skeleton in his hand, Mishat suddenly felt that his lungs forgot to breathe in surprise, and sat down on the ground with his buttocks.

Agnoides and Ayerson looked at Mihart's mouth wide open, looked at each other, and laughed.

At this moment, the young Mishart decided that what he was holding in his hand was the strongest shield in the world, and it was only after many years that he gradually understood that the laughing boy who sat behind him was his strongest backing.