Due to the quick drunkenness, everyone sent Penny to a cottage early to rest, thanks to years of mage apprenticeship training, Penny was able to quickly make up for sleep, so the sleep time was not long, when he opened his eyes it was only the middle of the night, he heard a sound of Xi Xi Suo, but saw a small silver-white furball moving around on his package, and noticed that Penny opened his eyes, as soon as the little thing raised its head, Penny saw the golden scraps on its teeth, and suddenly his eyelids jumped, and he snatched the package, and saw the metal residues under the baggage, and wanted to cry without tears:

A small half of the remaining hundreds of gold coins were gone, and only a little gold dust remained, and the little mouse with a shining silver coat stared at Penny with a pair of blue eyes, and still held half a gold coin with a tooth mark in his hand, which looked extremely pure.

The teeth of rats grow throughout their lives, so they have to grind their teeth by constantly gnawing on hard objects......

Obviously, ordinary woodwork could not satisfy this mutant rat with perverted teeth. Earlier, Penny found out that this guy likes to gnaw on metal, from the buttons of his coat and the knife he carries with him, all the way to silver and gold coins......

Those who raise rare magic pets can't afford to hurt them.

Penny Sean couldn't cry or laugh, so he could only helplessly stroke the mouse's head to educate: "Don't gnaw on these things anymore...... Prices in Northland are not cheap......"

The mouse squeaked and nodded, but still shoved the remaining half of the gold coin into its mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.

Its intelligence is not low, and it knows very well the truth that it cannot be wasted.

Penny rolled his eyes, counted the packages, and the gold coins were less than a hundred pieces, and the pile was only several times the size of the little mouse's body, and he really didn't know which plane the mouse's stomach led to.

"Just call you Belen. Penny counted the remaining gold coins, reluctantly touched the mouse's back hair, and then closed his eyes, and the routine meditation he had done every day after waking up thundered.

If the magic network link established by an individual is not maintained from time to time, it will malfunction like a computer that has not been used for a long time, and it is not easy to get some strength, and it is not good to downgrade inexplicably.

Sometimes this meditation can bring all kinds of surprises, such as the fact that Penny is now behind the second layer of magic net to see a huge curtain of light and shadow, this surprise almost makes him jump, but fortunately the calm kung fu is still passable, and he resists the urge to open his eyes, and his heart is still beating wildly.

The ability to cast third-level spells, which is the minimum standard for full members of the Red Robe Mage Society.

In the concept of a mage, the caster has reached the point where he can already take off the apprentice's brand.

Now, Penny can rightly call himself a mage.

What kind of spell to learn, Penny was a little difficult, he didn't have ready-made spell materials in his hand, because he didn't expect this advance to come so quickly.

However, he is not completely helpless, the few spell scrolls in his hand that are ready to be used against the wizard have not been used, among which the third-level protective spell 'Lifting Magic' is a spell that must be learned, Penny thinks that there is nothing to hesitate about, he has decided to study it in the past few days, but thinking that he must prepare a magic that attacks the surname, he hit the idea to the famous fireball technique.

In some games in previous lives, fireball magic is the signature of mages, as a mage, not throwing fireballs, it is simply an incredible thing, and even some organizations have created the mysterious belief of the Five Fireball God Cult in order to show their worship of fireball magic.

So much so that Penny also thinks it's a pity that he can't do fireball as a mage.

And he lacks effective attack spells, out of distrust of the damage ability of low-level spells, most of the spells he chooses tend to be controlling, the reason why the fireball technique is considered to be the signature of the plastic energy system is because its practical surname is indeed very good in the spells at this stage, and it is not difficult to learn (most spells in the plastic energy system are like this), Penny wants to quickly master a third-level spell, and it is indeed a good choice to study the fireball**.

Penny carries a fireball scroll and walks outside the village to cast a spell - to study spells with a scroll, he must first experience the process of scroll channeling spells, but when he walks outside the village in the moonlight, he finds a familiar figure crouching under the canopy next to a small river.

Looking closer, the bard looked obscene, writing and drawing on a piece of vellum with an oil paintbrush dipped in oil paint, and doing professional work with all his heart.

Penny looked in the direction of the drawing board, and sure enough, he saw the body of a young girl soaking in the upper reaches of the civilized river, he frowned, and began to assess how strong his physique must be to be able to strip and bathe in such a cold area, because he has read more books in this life than in his previous life, his eyes are inevitably a little short-sighted, although perception makes up for the lack of vision, but it is still reluctant to carefully see the details of a specific object in the distance, he tilted his head to look at Arnell's canvas, the girl on it shows half of her back, the rounded lines are full of tension, and there seems to be a huge amount of energy flowing under the white skin。

The mist of ice water emitted by body temperature stimulation is also appropriately nodded by the bard, setting off a transcendent beauty.

"The front is also surging~" Arnell smiled lowly, and at the same time used pink ink to point on the girl's chest, from thick to light, suddenly blooming infinite spring color, the whole oil painting came alive, Penny looked at the girl in the river, and then looked down at Arnell's work, and his tongue gradually gave birth to a dry feeling.

"Look, how is my art?" the bard painted the paladin's somewhat distracted face with a few strokes, and smirked back at the mage who was watching.

"Yes, yes, a professional hooligan. Penny nodded in approval, this feeling has not been seen for a long time, it is like the atmosphere of a group of buddies studying a movie in the college dormitory, but now the object and material are different.

"Then you're going to have to be a little more respectful of me, boy. Arnell squinted at Penny, "Don't call me a scoundrel or anything like that." ”

"Isn't hooligan an honorific to you?" said Penny, surprised.

"Forget it, don't mess with you kid. Arnell shook his head helplessly, stood up, and stuffed the brush into Penny's hand: "Help me get it, I'm going to make it convenient." ”

"Wait!" Penny took the brush, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and reached out to stop it, but after all, he could not catch up with the agile bard, and just as he wanted to escape, he heard an angry voice behind him:

"Mr. Sean, how could you do such an immoral thing?"

Penny turned his head in embarrassment, and when he saw the girl's head sticking out of the water, staring at him with a crimson face, he scratched his head in embarrassment: "Sorry, I just happened to be passing by, and it was that rascal who was spying on you just now." ”

He did not hesitate to sell the bard, but he was not very confident in his heart, because he was now standing next to the evidence of the crime with a paintbrush in his hand, which could be described as a combination of stolen goods, and I believed that people with average intelligence would not let him go easily.

But Serra's expression was relieved: "I knew it was like this." ”

"You take my word for it?" Penny was a little surprised.

"I know that Mr. Stefani is a scoundrel and that Mr. Sean is a good man of good character. Serra smiled, "So I won't do it." ”

"Not necessarily. Penny pursed his lips, thinking about his reaction just now, compared to some well-known gentlemen surnamed Liu in the history of the Celestial Empire, he was far from qualified.

"In short, I believe Mr. Sean. Serra nodded, clenching her fists, "I'll settle accounts with Mr. Stefani." ”

"He'll be in a good mood if he knows. Penny smiled maliciously, glanced at Serra, and turned his head away, "Are you sure you don't need to put on your clothes?"

Serra looked down and saw that the movement was too big, and the ice cubes and branches that blocked the spring light on her chest had lost their effect, and her face became even redder.

Penny let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard the screams of the paladin coming from upstream, and he ran over to see Serra holding a pile of metal armor parts, staring at one of the small silver-white fur balls in horror and anger.

Apparently unfazed by the paladin's anger, Lord Belen tore a piece from his armor and put it into his mouth to chew on it, his fur and tail fluttering rhythmically with this action, and swallowed the metal piece, not forgetting to spit out the inner lining that had been chewed into rags.

Penny was immediately embarrassed, Mu You thought that his demon pet was looking for food and found this responsibility, but he couldn't avoid it anyway, he pulled his tail and lifted the greedy Lord Belen:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't take care of my pet, it's my fault. ”

"This, this, this ......" Sierra hugged the armor that had been bitten into a pile of tattered armor, tears appeared in her eyes: "This is the armor given by the Bishop himself, I ......"

"I'm really sorry. Annoyed, Penny wagged his tail and rounded the rat twice: "Just slaughter it and avenge your armor." ”

"Twing!" Belen screamed sharply, and bit Penny on the tiger's mouth, and Penny screamed, and the mouse fell to the ground, scurrying and disappearing into the woods, and Penny's face darkened.

Although Belen was merciful under his mouth, two drops of blood still flowed from the tiger's mouth, and half of his palm was paralyzed.

"Mr. Sean, forget it. Serra hugged the armor and wiped her eyes: "The samurai should never leave their armor and long sword at any time, in the end, it was my mistake, I will take the lesson." ”

When Penny heard this, he felt even more embarrassed, if the paladin was some kind of unreasonable species, he could not have dumped it, but such reasonableness made his guilt grow exponentially.

People took a good bath, let him be 'peeped', his armor was gnawed to pieces by his pets, and he had to forgive him, this and this, Penny felt that he was a beast.

Although passively.

And the paladin stayed in the water, did not come out for a long time, and his face seemed to be even redder.

......