"Wand of Stealing?" After hearing the name, the four of them were stunned at the same time, and looked at each other, indicating that they had never heard of it.

"Oh, you don't know, you should be, after all, there may not be many such wands in this world. Mr. Winslow said contemptuously, "You young people don't say you've seen it with your own eyes, you probably haven't even heard of it. ”

"Maybe?" Alan wondered slightly, and Mr. Winslow didn't seem sure if there were other similar wands.

He stared closely at the wand and saw that the color seemed familiar.

"Because it's a craft from a dwarf...... Mr. Winslow said.

"Ah......" Hearing this, Allen suddenly realized and shouted: "It's ...... Made of magic magnets!"

"Oh, it seems that you spend a lot of time on books...... There are very few records of this. Mr. Winslow was slightly surprised.

"I did see ...... in the book," Alan said, looking at Alyssa, "Normal mana carriers can only store one large mana property, but magic magnets are different...... Do you remember when we first entered the school? The two magic magnets embedded on both sides of the school gate......"

"Hmm......" Alyssa nodded.

"At that time, I thought this kind of stone was very interesting, it can store all kinds of magic power at the same time, and it can also actively absorb the magic power in the human body, which is equivalent to adding additional magic properties to people, and also speeding up the accumulation of magic power in disguise...... There was a time when I was troubled by the fact that I didn't have a major in magic to use, and when I remembered it, I had the idea of using it to make a wand......" Alan whispered, "but when I went to the library to look up the materials about them, I found that this stone was very dense and heavy, and its shape was natural, and it was impossible to carve or carry, and there was no way to make a wand." There's only one way to make a difference...... That's the dwarf's saliva. ”

"That's right! it's the dwarf saliva!" said Mr. Winslow, even though Alan was already whispering, "the first gnomes didn't live in the human family as they do now, and they could fill their stomachs as servants in peace. At that time, they were roaming and facing threats from all sides on a daily basis, so they desperately wanted to use magic to protect themselves, but their inability to produce magic made them despair. It was at this time that the magic magnet came into their sight. ”

With that, Mr. Winslow began to pace around the barrier.

"It's not just glittering things, gnomes are also naturally sensitive to things with magical powers. Mr. Winslow said, "It is inevitable that people will release excess magic when they use magic, or occasionally leak out of their own magic carriers, and if there happens to be a magic magnet nearby, then the magic will naturally slip into the magic magnet without guidance...... This is exactly what the gnomes want to see. Although they can't produce magic, the magic stored in the magic magnets is enough for them to use some small magic to deal with the complex and changing situations of the outside world. And the most coincidental thing is that the magic magnet seems to be born for gnomes, it is not affected by external forces, but it can be changed by the dwarf's saliva. By soaking in a gnome's saliva for a few weeks, it can go from being too much for an adult to lift even a baby, and whatever shape it wants...... This makes the use of magic by gnomes a reality. ”

"But......" Alan suddenly wondered when he heard this, "why has I never seen a dwarf take out such a thing?"

"Because since the days when the gnomes lived in human homes, they no longer needed wands. Mr. Winslow sneered and said, "This is something that only the elders of the gnomes can have, and it is also the most important thing to them, so it is generally taken as a token when the contract is signed, and given to their master for safekeeping." ”

"That's why you forced Seapheus to recognize you as your master!?"

"Hmm...... Sort of, though the tradition that existed between gnomes and humans is now almost non-existent, they would not be able to refuse if I ordered them to make me one of these wands. Mr. Winslow smirked and shrugged, "But at first I just wanted to get the secret of the treasure out of their mouths, but I didn't expect them to be unexpectedly stubborn, coercion and temptation were useless, and in the end they just said, 'Doug knows all this'...... Oh, I knew I should have been careful about Doug. He didn't know what strange magic he had used on himself in his last resistance, and he had made himself a madman......"

"Did he use his own magic to make himself like this?" Alan was stunned. He had always thought that Mr. Winslow had cast a forbidden spell on Doug in order to keep it a secret, and had created a new false memory for him.

"Heh, probably with the mentality that he would rather die than give the treasure to others, he actually sealed his own memories, and even the memories extracted from his brain were fake, so I simply put some more fake things in for him. "But none of that matters anymore, and the wand is the real thing compared to the treasures......

With that, Mr. Winslow held the wand up in front of his face and examined it carefully, as if admiring a work of art.

But there was only a moment of silence before Mr. Winslow came back to his senses: "Alright...... After so much delay here, it's time for it to end......"

With that, he also made a cut in the finger of his left hand with the Wind Blade. His brow furrowed slightly, and blood poured out.

"What do you want to do?" Alan blurted out as he was startled by his actions.

"If you want something, you have to pay for it...... You should all know this. With that, Mr. Winslow began to circle around them again, spilling his own blood on the ground at the same time.

Several people looked at him worriedly, not knowing what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"Oh, I have to commend you for pushing me to this point...... said Mr. Winslow, "and the magic I have long taken away from those who have been imprisoned in the Misty Forest has been so badly drained...... In that case, use your magic to pay it back!"

At this point, he had circled around the barrier and began to chant incantations in a low voice.

"It's ......" Cynthia was startled when she heard some snippets of the spell, "Blood binding!"

"What?" Alan looked at her with a confused expression, only to find that Cynthia was already trembling with nervousness.

"We've got to get out of here!" Cynthia yelled at Alyssa, "or we'll be trapped here!"

Although Alyssa didn't know what was going on, it was the first time she saw Cynthia with such a panicked expression, so she nodded, motioning for Cynthia to use water elemental magic with her to extinguish the fire on the periphery first, otherwise she would not be able to unlock the enchantment.

But the strange thing is that even though the magic of the two people has taken effect, there are also streams of water that continue to pour out on the barrier, drowning the flames, but these flames show no signs of abating. The water flowed through the flames like air, but it had no effect on it at all.

"What's going on...... These fire ......" Alyssa also began to feel a little uneasy.

"Is it just an illusion?" Alan guessed, then reached out and touched the barrier wall.

But a biting chill and a hot burning sensation came at the same time, and the pain made him grin: "Ah!"

"What's the matter with these flames?" said Allen, rubbing his hands.

It was clear that there was a layer of ice crystal enchantment, but the temperature of these flames was directly transmitted to the palm of his hand, as if this layer of ice crystal enchantment did not exist at all. But it doesn't make sense, if the level of this magic is higher than this barrier, then the flames should have baked the ice cubes by now.

Taking a closer look at the flames, Alan discovered the anomaly......

They seem to have eyes!?

"What are these things...... Allen felt a creep in his heart, "They don't seem to be pure flame ......"

And it's not just the eyes, when Alan carefully observed the flames attached to the ice crystal barrier, he found that they seemed to have human shapes, with limbs and facial features, but they were lying on top of each other and it was difficult to distinguish them. If you listen closely, the sounds that have been burning as flames by Eren actually seem to be roaring.

"Don't bother with any more effort, they won't be extinguished...... Mr. Winslow said slowly, having finished chanting the incantation, "these are not just flames...... It was the fire spirit I had summoned. ”

"Fire Spirit!?" Alan immediately remembered what Karin had told him that day.

After death, not all souls are attached to plants, and a considerable number of souls are accidentally attached to certain elements under the influence of magic and become elemental spirits, such as these fire spirits in front of them.

"The spirit of fire cannot settle down and burns everything it sees...... They will not disappear unless they run out of spiritual power. ”

With that, Mr. Winslow crouched down again and plunged his wand into the ground.

Alan tried to take a few steps back, but found that something seemed to have grabbed his foot, making him completely unable to move, not even lifting his foot. When I looked down, I realized that the blood that had been sprinkled on the ground had penetrated into the inside of the barrier at some point, forming a complicated pattern under their feet.

"Oops......" Cynthia's voice also came, and her face turned pale.

"Huh...... My blood was not spilled in vain. No one has ever been able to break free from it......" Mr. Winslow got down on one knee, his eyes closed, one hand touching the ground, the other clutching his wand, "then, you will be obedient...... Be its food......"