"Who?" Nicholas's voice came from inside the carriage as Haydn approached the carriage.

"Venerable Wizard, it's me, Haydn!" Haydn whispered.

"It's so late, what's the matter with you?" Nicholas said with a hint of unkindness in his tone, who said that wizards like to be pure! Not to mention that Nicholas was still injured.

Haydn didn't reply immediately, but took out two bottles.

The bottle is made of wood, which is not only delicately carved with patterns, but also exudes a pleasant fragrance.

Even Eric, who was downwind, smelled the fragrance.

This made Eric think to himself, "Wow! What kind of scent is this? It's so refreshing?"

It's just to make Eric feel refreshed, but Eric's position is still some distance from Haydn!

It's downwind, but the smell is too far away, right?

Nicholas's head immediately stretched out of the carriage: "This fragrance....is it that you have something in your hand?"

Nicholas looked at Haydn with some incredulity.

"Venerable Wizard, you are very knowledgeable, these two bottles of wine are the 'eaux-de-vie' from the Valende Forest, and I intend to give it to Venerable Wizard!" Haydn began.

As soon as he heard that the wine in Haydn's hand was "eaux-de-vie", Eric's face couldn't help but change slightly.

This kind of thing can prolong life if ordinary people drink it, knights can get rid of dark wounds when they drink it, and wizards can purify their spiritual power when they drink it.

"Water of Life" is made by the Wood Elf Maiden collecting the morning dew of flowers from the Wallend Forest and adding the fallen leaves of the Tree of Life.

The brewing method has always been in the hands of the priestess of the Wood Elves.

As for what the Tree of Life is, the Wood Elves themselves know that no other race has ever seen the Tree of Life.

As the fist product of the Wood Elves, the "Water of Life" has given the Wood Elves a lot of things that they are scarce.

The "eaux-de-vie" is only traded with the upper echelons of various countries and wizards.

So when the invincible Nicholas heard that the wine in Haydn's hand was "water of life", his breathing began to become a little rapid.

Eric didn't react as much as Nicholas, because Eric knew that the "eaux-de-vie" thing had to be drunk regularly for it to have a noticeable effect.

"Haydn, you should know how precious the 'water of life' is, why did you give it to me?"

Although Nicholas tried his best to hide his desire for the "water of life", his eyes always stayed on the "water of life" and never left it for a moment.

Haydn held the "water of life" in his hand in front of Nicholas and said: "If an ordinary person like me drank the 'water of life', I would feel that I have ruined it!"

Only the Venerable Wizard is entitled to enjoy it!"

Nicholas was very comfortable with Haydn's flattery, and he took the "water of life" from Haydn's hand very naturally and said, "How can you have such a feeling in your hand?"

Say, wizards pay attention to equivalent exchange! If you don't ask me, I'm afraid I won't be able to accept your kindness!"

"I really can't deceive the wise wizard with my poor intelligence, I have a request that may be too much for the wizard!" Haydn suddenly stopped talking at this, and his colleague carefully looked at Nicholas's expression.

"Go on, it's not too much, you don't count.

The 'water of life' in your hand is for the exclusive use of the Wood Elf Royalty!I will do my best to grant your request!" Nicholas said to Haydn with a smile.

"I didn't expect it to be the 'water of life' for the Wood Elf royal family, no wonder I could smell that fragrance from so far away!"

"Hehe, if Your Excellency Wizard likes it, I once saved the life of a wood elf, and afterwards the wood elf gave the 'water of life' as a reward.

The reason I've kept the 'eaux-de-vie' is because I want to find a wizard to learn magic. ”

Seeing Nicholas's strange expression, Haydn hurriedly continued: "It's not me, it's Daller He has always wanted to be a wizard, so I hope you can accept Dalle's student. ”

"What an infatuated man!" said Eric's goosebumps.

Haydn actually grovels before a wizard for his lover, which makes Eric both admire and... It feels weird again.

Nicholas did not fully agree to Haydn's request, saying only that he would teach Dale magic on the rest of the journey, and that it was up to Dahler to learn what he could learn.

Of course, at the end of the parting, he would leave a book on magic for Dahler.

Haydn was overjoyed to receive this answer, and immediately went to Dalena to report the good news.

Nicholas, who held the "eaux-de-vie" in his hand, glanced at Eric with a sinister look in his eyes before returning to the carriage.

"Hey, hey, interesting!" Eric smiled playfully, he had just smelled a hint of something strange in the scent of "eaux-de-vie".

Eric, who wanted to see what Haydn had in mind, cast the "Burning Hand" with his back to the camp again, and this magic had not been learned for a long time, and Eric was still a little jerky when he cast it.

When Eric adjusted the temperature of the "Burning Hand", his heart suddenly moved, and then he immediately unleashed the "world-destroying firestorm".

"Peng!" a cluster of flames appeared on Eric's fingertips.

After staring at the flames on his fingertips for a long time, Eric finally determined that no matter how much he tried to adjust the temperature of the "burning hand", he could not adjust the temperature of the flames.

"It's weird!" Eric, who was a little unbeliever, cast the "Burning Hand" with his other hand, and then carefully compared.

The result was the same, the temperature of the "burning hand" still could not regulate the temperature of the flame.

It's either a little bit higher or a little bit lower.

This made Eric a little puzzled: "Hey! this 'world-destroying firestorm' is kind of interesting!"

Unable to figure out why, Eric simply stopped caring about it, at which point he somewhat regretted selling Firestorm that destroyed the world.

Eric thought that the magic book was selling well, and if he knew it would be interesting, he would have left it for collection.

The next day, when the sky began to turn white, Haydn ordered the guards to pack their bags.

The roads in the Hafenga Mountains were not easy, so the wagons in the caravan were dismantled, even those of Nicholas and Jack, and the goods were all placed on horseback.

The only two carriages that still carried people were actually horse-drawn planks, but with an extra tent on them.

Dale and Nicholas were in one of the carriages, and in the other were several women and children.

Although he had heard Haydn describe the ruggedness of the mountain trail before, Eric was still shocked by what he saw after stepping onto the trail.

On both sides of the mountain road, there are either steep stone walls or deep woods, sometimes fierce birds fly over the stone walls, and sometimes there are earth-shattering beast roars from the trees.

It kept walking, except for Haydn, who would run to Daller from time to time to take care of him, and the rest of the caravan was burying his head in his head.

Everyone knows that if you can't reach Beiya Village before nightfall, you don't have to leave.

Because of the dense fog in the Hafenga Mountains at night, it is impossible to see the scenery even a few steps away.

"Roar!" a giant bear sprang out of nowhere and pounced on a merchant.

"It's a burrowing bear!" shouted someone in the crowd.

The caveman could slap the knight's armor with one palm, so there was a hint of panic in the crowd.

The trader, who had been attacked by the cave-dwelling bear, seemed accustomed to such encounters, and saw him calmly roll to the side, followed by an extra sword in his hand.

"Don't panic, stand against the stone wall, don't squeeze your own people down the hill!"

One of the caravan guards shouted loudly, and he was attacking the caveman with a small round shield in one hand and an armor-piercing sword in the other.

The small round shield in the guard's hand reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.

It was a small metal round shield, and the caveman's palm was blocked by the guards with a small metal round shield.

When the bear's paw hit the small round shield, the muffled sound did not make everyone feel anything.

But the "crunching" sound of the burrowing bear's claws when it crossed the small round shield gave many people goosebumps.

The small metal round shield was obviously custom-made, and the caveman's attack did not leave any traces on it, and the guards seized the opportunity to stab the caveman with their armor-piercing swords.

The caveman let out a howl of pain as it was pierced by the armor-piercing sword, and then flicked its paws even more frantically towards the guards.

At this moment, the other guards of the caravan rushed over, and the burrowing bear, after two slaps to no avail, immediately ran into the woods on the hillside without looking back.

"What a clever brute!" said one of Eric's traders.

The burrowing bear is extremely resilient, and if the vital point is not attacked, it will be fine after a few days of rest.

For the caveman bear who escaped, the guards did not chase it, the caveman bear acted at the opportunity, there was no advantage to take advantage of and turn around, but if it was provoked, even if several knights were on it together, they might not be able to take advantage.

After seeing the caveman bear retreat, everyone was just breathing a sigh of relief, when a loud eagle chirped in the sky.

Everyone was attracted by the sound of the eagle and looked up to the sky, even Eric.

"It's bad luck, everyone, get off your horse, it's the Wind Breaker!" Haydn snapped as he rolled over and hid under the horse's belly.

Eric, who didn't understand what Haydn meant, dismounted half a beat slower.

As a result, Eric's figure appeared abruptly in the field of view of the Wind Splitter, and the rest of the caravan looked for a place to hide.

The Wind Splitter Eagle in Haydn's mouth, spreading its metallic claws, pounced on Eric with lightning speed. (To be continued.) )