011 The Priest, the Tinker and the Spoon
Elizabeth: "Then let's go now!" Wait until I get home through the portal in the closet and get my bag of spellcasting materials......"
Marika stared at her solemnly: "No, Your Highness, you can't go. β
"Why? I also need to gain experience and prepare for the future! Elizabeth glared at the Drow Elf, "If I really want to turn against my two brothers in the future, then it would be better for me to accumulate some experience in using spells to defeat the enemy!" β
Wang: "She's right. A novice often can't cast magic in actual combat, because she can't concentrate and will be attracted by the sword and sword. β
Marika didn't speak, but didn't seem to waver at all.
Elizabeth pleaded, "Marika, please. β
Marika sighed, "Okay. But you're going to wear chain mail, just like you did in the morning. β
"Chain mail affects how I cast spells!"
"I don't think it's enough to require you to cast your spell yourself. The outer clothes also have to be changed, this dress is too conspicuous. I'll go back with you and help you get dressed. β
Elizabeth pouted, but the elf was unmoved, and after a moment she could only agree, "Okay." β
After the two of them left through the portal in the cabinet, the cat man looked at Wang: "You just said that novices will be attracted by the sword light and shadow and can't release spells?" β
"yes, my teacher said that."
"So you're not a newbie, are you?" The cat man squinted and stared at the king with deep meaning.
Wang: "Since I was a child, my teacher taught me that as a mage, I should be indifferent to the collapse of Mount Tai. I think it should be the teacher who teaches well. β
Mark: "What kind of mountain is Tarzan?" β
"Who knows," Wang shrugged, "my teacher has walked through many planes back then, maybe it's a small mountain bag in a certain plane, right?" β
The cat man was stunned: "An archmage who has built his own mage tower in a private half-plane and has traveled in the multiverse, even if he meets Lancelot, the Lord of Life, can he compare with him, right?" β
Wang raised his eyebrows: "I think with my teacher's character, I should have a tense and exciting game of wizard cards with the Lord of Life." β
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So, at about nine o'clock in the evening, the mage's apprentice king once again stood in the gallows square.
Wang: "I felt a lot more hostility than during the day. β
Mark: "You're in the most dangerous part of all of Random City at night, and who knows how much evil is going on in the darkness nearby. β
"Your Highness," the cat-man whispered to the princess in her cloak, "your breathing is a little heavy. Take a deep breath and calm down. In fact, even in this hopeless area, there will not always be attacks. β
Elizabeth obediently took a deep breath.
Wang stared at the curve that fluctuated dramatically as he took a deep breath.
Mark: "God, cover your face, or our wanderer's dagger will pierce your heart." β
"I'm sorry."
After a few deep breaths, Elizabeth asked, "Shall we go into the tavern now?" β
The noise of Papa Rat's Tavern, which can be heard from standing in the middle of the square, is the noise of the bard's music mixed with the loud noise of the crowd, and on the other side of the square, there is a completely different sound, from the building with the swan sign.
Wang: "...... Do you want me to decide? β
The cat man whispered, "You're the commander, aren't you?" β
Wang: "All right, let's go in." β
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of Daddy Rat's tavern was opened, and two strong men came out with some kind of heavy object and smashed it directly on the ground in front of the tavern.
When the thing hit the ground, everyone heard a muffled grunt.
Wang: "I don't have dark vision, I can't see too clearly, is that throwing a bear goblin out?" β
The lump that fell to the ground immediately roared when it heard the word "bear goblin": "Which scolded me for being a bear goblin?" β
The king nodded: "Well, it's a dwarf." My master said that the best way to anger a dwarf is to say that he is a goblin. If you want to provoke him further, say that he is as tall as a goblin. β
The mage's words worked immediately, and the lump on the ground stood up scoldingly, and then read a word.
Wang: "He seems to say 'recall', I'm not sure, I only learned dwarven language to understand the inscriptions on some of the equipment." β
After all, there are no magic books written in dwarven language, not a single one.
The dwarf looked confused, and he lowered his head and looked at his still bare arms.
At this time, the king performed a trick and summoned a ball of light, so that the people who did not have dark vision finally saw clearly that the dwarf had only a large pair of pants, and all the muscles of the dwarf were exposed.
Wang narrowed his eyes: "It turns out that the dwarf's underwear is like this, and I have seen it for a long time." β
The rest of the team turned to look at the mage.
Mark: "You should have taken a notebook and written it down. β
Wang: "I'll write this down when I write my memoirs in the future." β
As they spoke, the dwarf shouted the dwarven word several times, but to no avail. He was in a fit of rage when he suddenly remembered something and shouted in the lingua franca: "Recall!" β
After a flash of light, a piece of steel armor appeared on him, covering his muscles.
The dwarf muttered in dwarven language: "Fuck, why did I use the lingua franca as the recall activation word, this hook armor can't be worn by other races!" β
The king replied in a broken dwarven language: "Maybe you drank too much at that time." β
Just as the dwarf was about to speak, the door of the tavern opened, and a group of unkind rascals rushed out: "Catch the dwarf just now!" He's fucking mortgaged a piece of armor that can be recalled! β
The leader of the gangsters suddenly stopped and looked at the dwarf who was within range of the tavern lights.
Shorty: "Oh, hey, hello. β
The leader of the hooligans pointed at him and shouted, "Ascend, strip him of his armor!" β
The rogue closest to the dwarf pounced, crushing the target that looked like a roadside tethered stake underneath.
"Caris Newman's navel!" The dwarf roared, pushing a grown male alive.
However, more hooligans pounced, and the dwarf was forced back to the ground.
The hooligan leader is still shouting: "Pick his armor!" So that he will never dare to play such tricks in the future! β
Next to Wang and the whole team watched all this.
Elizabeth: "Do you think we should sell this dwarf a favor?" β
Wang: "Why?" He doesn't have to be a pastor......"
"But he probably knows the pastor."
The king snapped his fingers: "Makes sense, come on!" β
As the words fell, the barbarian Gotrek let out a roar: "Flame! Blood! Locktower! β
After the rage, the barbarians rushed towards the hooligans piled up, and the giant axe in his hand glistened with cold light.
The moment the axe was swung, Elizabeth, who was about to cast a spell, was stunned, and the half-said spell became "Oh my God". Obviously, the severed limbs flying all over the sky were a little too exciting for the princess.
And the mage ...... The mage is playing a sling. Apparently he didn't have many spells left, and he wasn't going to use them up easily until he re-prepared them tomorrow morningβexcept for the tricks that could be used without restrictions.
A small stone hit the hooligan leader with precision, but instead of knocking him out, he turned his head to look at him.
"Somebody's nosy! One of them is a woman! It's huge! Come on, brothers, it's time to make extra money! β
It looks like the hooligans are confused and don't notice that there are two spellcasters here.
The princess tried to cast the spell again, but when she tried to touch the materials, she pushed too hard, and the contents of the material bag spilled out. She could only squat down and scramble to pick up materials, which made her secondary sex characteristics more prominent.
But the king didn't look at the princess at all, and he once again cast a light spell.
Rogue leader: "Don't be afraid, it's just a trickster, on!" β
The next moment he was stabbed in the throat with a throwing knife, and the Drow Elf emerged from the shadows created by the light at the tavern door.
Seeing this, the person next to him shouted: "It's that Drow!" It's the princess's squad! They've got a super fierce new spellcaster! Hurry up! β
Wang: "Yes! That's me! That super fierce spellcaster is here! I'm going to cast a spell! Avalon Kudaka (indiscriminate incantation)! β
The hooligans scattered, and some of them ran and shouted, "Wait, Drow! Don't think that if you fall in love with Princess Don, you won't be able to clean you up! β
In the blink of an eye, the square was silent, and only the crunch of corpses fluttering in the wind could be heard on the gallows that still stood.
Wang: "They ended up speaking harshly to Marika, and to be honest, it hurt my self-esteem a little. β
Elizabeth looked frustrated: "I just hurt my self-esteem." Luminance is high, and I'm picking up spellcasting materials. β
Then the king realized what the princess was doing, and then his mouth opened in an O-shape.
At this time, the voice of the dwarf came from under the unfortunate ones hacked to death by the barbarian: "Which of you will come to save me, I am about to be crushed to death." β
Marika: "Gautrik, move him out." β
The brute who had just finished his fury sat down, obviously unable to stand up without resting for a few minutes.
Mark: "I'll do it anyway." β
After a snort, Mark dug the dwarf out.
"Caris Newman's horns! When you just moved the corpse, my armor got meat! The stocky fellow stood up, then glared at the king angrily, "Mage, I won't forget that you just called me a bear goblin!" β
Wang: "I just read it wrong. β
"It's useless to talk more, if I don't beat you, this anger can't be calmed, so let my favorite warhammer leave a ...... on you" The dwarf suddenly stopped, looking at the spoon in his hand suspiciously, "I must have drunk high, and I actually saw my warhammer turned into a spoon for drinking." β
Wang: "No, I think it's a spoon for drinking." β