Section 17: New Skills

The old evil doesn't bother to care about him, he doesn't care about money, he has the ability to do it, and he is afraid that he won't have any money? In other words, even if the old mage is willing to give him pocket money, he will disdain it! According to the old evil's temper, the old man spends money, and he has to earn it himself!

So he quickly digressed the topic and asked directly: "Okay, you can keep the bullshit pocket money for yourself." I said, "Shouldn't you take me to that place?"

"What's the hurry!" the old mage said angrily, "That magic array has been useless for decades, and the last time it was used was about 40 years ago, how can I prepare for it?"

Teleportation errors are a big deal, and if you don't get it right, it will be fatal, of course the old evil doesn't want to have an accident, so he asked, "Then how much time do you have to prepare?"

"Three days, three days at most!" said the old mage.

"Okay, three days is three days!" The old evil then turned around and said as he walked: "You are in charge of wine and meat for the past three days! If you dare to be less, you can pretend to be your grandson!"

"I'm damn it~" The old mage was so angry that he went crazy! Unfortunately, the old evil didn't have the slightest attitude towards him, and he slapped his ass and left without looking back. And the old mage obviously has no way to deal with the old evil, who told him to ask for the old evil? Moreover, he also understands the temper of the old evil, and he definitely eats soft rather than hard, and he does not dare to really push him. Therefore, although the old mage was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, he could only ruthlessly order Lilith to continue to provide for all the needs of the old evil.

When the old evil returned, he felt that the cell was too stuffy, and he and his younger brothers were not comfortable enough, so he simply led them out of the magic tower and into the open space inside the ring castle.

The monsters who hadn't seen the sun for a long time were all excited now, the spirits were rolling directly in the beautiful garden, and the wild cows kept running around, trampling countless flowers and plants at the same time, and also pretending to be a lot of seemingly valuable sculptures. The Demon Bomb Spider climbed onto the balcony at the top of the circular castle and dozed off comfortably. The castle dozens of meters high was like peace to her, and her elegant and agile movements made her can't help but shout.

And the most excited are the bipedal wyverns, after they come out, they keep inciting their wings, years of captivity life, almost make them lose the ability to fly, but after a while, they finally spread their wings and fly high again. Seeing their huge figures soaring freely in the sky, the old evil felt itchy in his heart, and hurriedly beckoned them to come down, wanting to ride up and play.

However, as soon as the old evil called down a two-legged wyvern, before he could ride it, he heard the old mage's angry roar.

"Bastard, do you want the whole academy to know that my monsters have escaped?" The old mage poked his head out of one of the windows of the magic tower and yelled at the old demon, "And, damn it, you put these guys away for me, my garden, my sculptures, do you know how much the fuck it's worth?"

"How do you know how to recognize money?" said the old evil with a look of disdain. However, he also seemed to think that he was going too far, so despite saying this, he recalled all the wyverns and did not tell them to continue flying.

"Money is a fart, what I care about is things!" The old mage said angrily: "Those flowers and plants were collected by Lao Tzu from all over the continent, and it took decades, and those sculptures, I say, the worst ones are hundreds of years old! You bastard, do you want to be angry with me?"

"Oh~" The old evil now knew that he seemed to be in trouble, but an old devil like him naturally didn't care about this, and still said disdainfully: "The old ones don't go, the new ones don't come, I'll help you get better ones when you go back!"

"Damn, you think these things are all cabbage, can you just grab a handful?" The old mage was so angry that he almost fainted, but the matter had already happened, and it was useless for him to say anything, so he had to endure his anger and said: "Okay, okay, you drive them back now, and then come to me, I have something to look for you!"

When the old evil heard that something was wrong, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly drove all the younger brothers back, and then appeased their dissatisfaction with wine and meat. That's when I came to see the old mage again.

The old mage was already dressed up at this time, sitting behind a huge table, and when he saw the old evil coming in, he didn't talk nonsense, and directly published a book, and said: "I saw you fighting yesterday, and it seems that your martial arts talent is also very high." In this way, you are the kind of person who can be a demon and martial arts. I happen to have a skill book here that fits you well, so take it and read it!"

When the old evil heard this, he immediately grinned disdainfully, and said: "My martial arts talent is high from beginning to end, it is simply outrageously high. Anyway, what kind of is this thing you gave me? If it's rubbish, you can take it back!"

"Hehe!" The old mage laughed angrily when he heard this, and said funny: "Your skin is really not ordinary thick, I said that you are fat, you gasp?"

"Come less. The old evil didn't eat this at all, and sneered: "I know my own situation best!"

"Well, I'm too lazy to tell you!" the old mage shrugged, then said solemnly, "Still, I suggest you read this book!"

"Oh?" Seeing that the old mage became serious, the old evil also became interested, and hurriedly asked, "Is this book very promising?"

"Of course, this is the skill book of an ancient profession that has disappeared a thousand years ago, and back then, the people of this profession were very powerful, and a large number of saint-level and even legendary characters appeared. It's a pity that the requirements of this profession are too high, and it must be the talent of the Demon Martial Arts Shuangxiu to inherit. However, there are very few people with magical talents, and if they have both, they are even rarer, so this profession eventually declined, and it has been about a few hundred years since the emergence of their inheritors. The old mage said with some regret, "It's a pity!"

"Huh?" The sneer came to his senses as soon as he heard it, so he asked curiously, "What kind of profession is this?"

"Assassin!" the old mage said lightly.

"Damn!" the old evil was depressed when he heard this, and shouted: "That kind of unsightly garbage profession, you also have the face to say!"

"What do you mean by being unsightly?" said the old mage angrily, "The assassins of the past were not the same as the garbage assassins of today. The current assassin knows how to poison, or a crossbow arrow sneak attack, and there is no technical content at all. In fact, thousands of years ago, when the assassins wanted to kill anyone, they were all clear, their martial arts skills could be comparable to that of warriors, and all kinds of auxiliary magic could make mages embarrassed. For this reason, people even have to increase the level of the assassin by one when calculating their strength! That is, a fourth-level assassin can compete with a fifth-level warrior or mage. And, hehe, it seems like it's the best fit for your weird body type!"

"Really?" The old evil became a little interested at this time, picked up the book casually, and said, "Then I'll go back and have a look!"

"En!" the old mage nodded, and then said, "I'll try to speed up the magic array, but you also have to restrain those magic beasts, you must not let them run out, if you alarm the students outside, it will be bad!"

"Got it!" said the old evil, and turned around and left.

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