Faich's face flushed widely, and she felt that her little face had been slapped back and forth by the wandering mage's slap a few loud times, and the girl almost lost her mind with her anger out of anger, and she was about to open her mouth and scold. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Moder sighed, the amber ring on the tail finger of his left hand quickly activated, and the pearl-colored light of calm shone on the mage apprentice, saving Fexi from the brink of emotional outburst.

Seeing that Faysie, who was like his sister, regained his composure, he didn't dare to mention the gamble just now, the two looked at each other in silence, and lowered their heads in unison, and continued to watch Lord Reze copy the scroll spell through the crystal ball "Eye of Surveillance".

Lu Bin hadn't noticed that his every move was being spied on, and he had already noticed it in his heart and had doubts, but when copying the other two scroll spells, Lu Bin didn't deliberately delay, but seized the time to absorb as much spell knowledge as possible.

He felt that the ankle bones of his feet were imprinted by themselves to form a rune of "oil on the soles of his feet", and on his left wrist, there was an esoteric pattern of "scattering debris", the color was similar to that of his skin, as long as he did not use mana to "light up", others might not be able to find it.

There was no rush to experiment with the newly acquired runic spells, after all, the wandering mage's mana was limited, and he had to use it sparingly. The scene of silence puzzled Feych a little, but Moder somewhat understood, and secretly praised His Excellency Reez's sanity and moderation.

The rest of the time was a bit boring, and the two mage apprentices watched through the "Eye of Surveillance" as Lu Bin wrote scroll spells over and over again, surprisingly never failing even once.

This kind of skillful skill has kept the success rate of copying spells at fifty percent, and Fei Xi, who fluctuates up and down, couldn't help but pout, although he didn't say anything, Moder could hear countless sarcasms in her tone and demeanor.

Ferchy, who seemed to notice the reproach in his brother's Moder eyes, calmed down under the light of calmness, stretched out his hand and pointed to the wandering mage in the crystal ball: "You see, this honorable Lord Rez, like a squirrel preparing for the winter in advance of the harvest moon, is he not afraid to prop himself up to death if he desperately stocks up for whatever food appears in his vision?"

After hearing this, Moder smiled lightly and retorted casually: "Seeing this scene, I am really convinced that Lord Reze is indeed a wandering mage, and he is also a great mage. Not only did he admire his vast knowledge and experience, but his thirst for magical knowledge was like a vast lake accommodating a river in its path. ”

Turning his head, Modell looked at Faich with very serious eyes: "Maybe I have been under the shadow of Teacher Mountbatten for too long, not only you, but even I almost lost myself in the life and study in the mage tower. For us, the knowledge of spells that is readily available is as precious as life in the eyes of Lord Reze, and he seizes the time to learn and firmly grasps any opportunity to learn, which is the right attitude of the spellcaster. On the contrary, you and I hesitated in our comfortable time...... Maybe that's why we keep wearing the hat of our apprentice and don't take it off. ”

Fei Xi can stand out among the thousands of school-age people in the territory, needless to say in terms of qualifications, she must be the best, and a few people who belong to the top of the pyramid gradually understand under Moder's explanation, but the disagreement in her heart about the wandering mage has not been completely eradicated, after all, the absolute sense of superiority has supported her to this point, and it is impossible for Moder to be relieved in a few words.

At the same time, in the beautiful Eton Manor, Master Mountbatten is discussing with Baron Freud how to "buy" the wandering mage and bring it into the wings of the Freuyd family to enhance the baron's magical strength.

The core members of the family who participated in the secret meeting, with the permission of the head of the family, were looking through the relevant information of Lord Rez, and since he came from the wilderness the night before and approached the town of rest, a series of encounters have been recorded in detail.

"The trouble is the harpist, whose member, the bard Oria the Bard, was the first to come into contact with Lord Rez, and the two seem to be on a fairly good relationship. Oria then released a hawk as is customary, presumably known to Ethan Dimirit, who was entrenched in Villanier. His temper ...... We all know that Mr. Dimilit will not miss any opportunity to strengthen the harpist, and he will quickly strike to try to recruit His Excellency Reiz. ”

"Shall we refuse? If Monsieur Dimirit himself comes out and sells matches as gold bars, I believe it will not be long before His Excellency Rez agrees to join the Harpists, a vast organization that claims to be a partner of justice, to keep the balance of the world, and to have the power to surpass ordinary principalities. ”

......

Baron Freuyd patiently listened to the opinions of all parties, and as the decision-maker of the secret council's decisions, he never took a position lightly, and for the sake of the family's inheritance, he would make deals with people he hated in order to achieve more important goals, but he would not allow anyone to intrude on the core interests of the family.

When it came to the status of the family's spell advisor Mountbatten, he did not speak when he was present at the secret meeting, but was only responsible for providing all kinds of information, so the alchemist was a little absent-minded, and his mind was all about the two disciples in the mage tower and Lord Rez, who copied the spell scroll.

After weighing the pros and cons, Baron Freuyd finally decided to use the "wandering mage" as a bargaining chip in exchange for certain commercial benefits to the harpist, either to open up trade channels for bulk commodities, or to run a lucrative luxury industry, perhaps to get a promise to use the harpist's network to obtain some important information.

When the head of the house made his decision, Master Mountbatten did not say anything, foreseeing that an old friend would soon visit him again, and he must hurry up and squeeze valuable secrets out of the wandering mage, just as Moder had done.

"The condescending imperative tone is extremely disgusting, and the atmosphere of pure academic exchange may allow His Excellency Reze to reveal his little secrets, the key is to create the right opportunity. ”

Master Mountbatten had already prepared a draft in his heart, and from the relevant information and his own observations, he had a rough idea of the temper of the wandering mage.

"In my Mage Tower, there is an absolute home advantage, and I believe that Lord Reze will choose to act with forbearance, especially last night's fight with the Activated Armor, which will make him even more vigilant. ”

"Then he can only choose a place that Lord Reze is familiar with, a wilderness with few people, preferably a site to be excavated, the ruins of ancient civilizations should satisfy him, and before he knows it, his true fighting style will be revealed. ”

Master Mountbatten's men were still in the secret chamber of the Baron Freud family, but their minds drifted away beyond the Barony's realm, and even further to the north, the rolling Stormwind Mountains, and the gray forests rumored to be inhabited by elves.

"The elves may have once inhabited the Grey Forest, but since the Great Retreat a hundred years ago, these races close to nature have all migrated, crossing the sea of treacherous storms and heading west through the Great Passage to the New World, a god-given paradise. Then in the depths of the gray forest, there may be a place where the elves were forced to abandon their dwellings, which should be a good place to explore. ”

......

The Ferroyd family secret meeting ended quickly, and Master Mountbatten returned to his mage tower, first went to the meditation room on the third floor, listened to the statements of Moder and Fisch, and then watched Lord Reez who was still working hard with the help of the "Eye of Surveillance".

"It's incredible, even when I was his age, I didn't do that. ”

Master Mountbatten's heart was full of emotion, such a talent and beauty were revealed in the wilderness, if he had been excavated by himself in the early years, Rez's achievements would have surpassed his current self tenfold, dozens of times, but now it seems that he has walked on his own unique path, and the deep-rooted inertia is difficult to change.

"It's a pity!"

Moder and Faich did not perceive the teacher's thoughts, although the two of them were usually a little casual and jumpy, they still maintained enough respect in front of Master Mountbatten, which was not about attitude, but a habit formed by the accumulation of bits and pieces on weekdays.

"Lord Reze has copied enough spell scrolls to complete a wilderness adventure. It just so happened that the leader of the harpists, who had visited the other day, told me that in the depths of the gray forest, near the Northern Storm Mountains, there were abandoned ruins of the Elven Kingdom. ”