The magical and revitalizing rope can save lives when the bard is at a low level. When it reaches the high level, it is the art of playing.

The professor who specializes in rope skills has a general course for survival in the wild, but there are countless great masters who also hope to learn his special private lesson. It is said that he shouted 2,000 gold coins in one class, and there is still no market price.

Moreover, this bard has always been a guest in the major courts in the north and is deeply welcomed by princes and nobles.

In the beautiful palace of Elaszor, there were some people who were familiar with him, and Hill could understand it.

Lynn looked at Hill's smiling face and quickly stood up and said goodbye.

Hill could see that his friend Lynn wanted to tell Hill his source of information, but he didn't want to tell Hill why he had this friend.

It is obvious that there must be a moving story here, at least... it is a story that will make Hill laugh for a few days.

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Hill decided to let Lyn go for the time being and stop asking questions.

Just think that my friend has read the book "The Legend of Hill", but never said a word in front of me.

Of course, more importantly, there is no eternal secret in the world of Torrell.

Sooner or later, Hill is not in a hurry at all.

He is still very patient with his friends.

Hill looked up at a group of diphtheria birds outside the window, chirping and talking, probably discussing Lynn's mission.

These cute little birds were just backup tools used by these bards to convey private messages, and not many people raised them.

After all, if you want to cultivate them to the point of recognition, you still need to remember which taste represents which person, and it takes a lot of energy.

Lynn also raised two nests after he arrived in Agrea City. Fortunately, these small birds in groups would teach their descendants themselves, and after getting enough food, their family grew faster.

But in the next few decades, the messenger similar to these birds was probably much more important.

Even if the magic net is stable enough to use low-level spells and even able to deliver messages, it will not be as safe as in the past.

Most importantly, the messages sent are very easy to enter other people's communication routes, and social death incidents are emerging one after another.

Many bards can get countless stories that are very popular in taverns by just hanging on the news website.

If you don't want the news you convey to be all over the world, most of the professions of the law have to reconsider looking for a more reliable messenger.

The diphtheria birds are very good, unless they want to, they will not find the three feathers with the message if they shaved them.

Moreover, although they are small and cute, this kind of bird has a very strong temper. When encountering things that they cannot bear, they may even be angry to death.

Therefore, although the combat power is not strong, it is really a very useful messenger. It is necessary to trade sincerity for sincerity. Fake feelings cannot make these sensitive birds willing to work.

Hill waved and called out the leaders of the two litters of diphtheria birds, hoping that it could help attract more fellow tribes to Agrea City.

The bird happily agreed: Hill's nuts are very delicious and nutritious, and the cubs in their family have never been unable to produce eggs.

It would be willing to satisfy all the requests of this natural lord.

Moreover, the birds it brings naturally have to listen to it. It is the dream of every animal lord to expand its population, regardless of body size.

Hill returned to the study and found the thick Silver Moon City celebrity book, silently opened the part of Elaszor: the descendants of the Supreme Lady occupied dozens of pages, and this only recorded those strong men who became high-level professions.

If you count the intermediate level... for thousands of years, Elastra's bloodline is really enough to form an army.

To find out the origin of the purple-clothed female mage, Hill felt that she still had some hope.

He silently found a piece of oil painting, and looked at the big black eyes that made him very familiar, and felt inexplicably: the mother and daughter would be swept to the bay of Agrea by a space storm, probably because of this palm-sized fragment.

If the fragments of magical creatures in the Ice Wind Valley fall into the hands of those merchants, they will only sell them to some intermediate mages.

After all, you can’t afford to buy low-level ones, and you won’t want high-level ones.

This oil painting fragment can almost be regarded as a magic weapon for some magicians who can never touch the edge of advanced magic.

And this little mage with a midnight soul sleeping in the sea of ​​spirit, with such excellent qualifications, as long as a mage with some eyesight, he will definitely take her as a student.

And this little girl is related to her ex Mistera, and she will definitely resonate with her in the fragments!

This is the mage career taught by the magic goddess step by step. The abilities that the magic goddesses lacked in Midnight can be almost done during this period.

If Midnight agrees with some of the views of his ex Mistera from the bottom of his heart, the precarious relationship between the Goddess of Magic and the God of Mage can be alleviated.

The thing about the stone slab of fate must be good at writing novels. It is really clear and interlocking.

Hill couldn't help but click the oil painting. The most important thing is that according to the tradition of the mage, the previous few years were the apprenticeship test periods, and they were all basic lessons in the magic tower, and they were not the real master-apprentice relationship.

Especially in the past few years when spells are completely unusable, apprentices have nothing to do except memorize.

When the magic net stabilized, the mage felt that "Midnight" was a good seedling. When she wanted to recruit her as a real student, she no longer needed it.

It happened to go out to take risks and make countless friends, so that the love and friendship that were lost in the past due to the chaos of that turbulent year could be found again.

Among them, there are probably Kelburn's twin sons, the children of the two magic voters must be born with a favorable impression of this lovely and beautiful lady.

Compared to the stubborn and cold temper, Kranwo, who always quarrels with her, who is full of affection for "Midnight", who looks exactly the same but has completely opposite tempers and personalities, isn't it obvious which side should I choose?

Without the intrusion of the gods, the midnight adventure must be pleasant and exciting. Even if there is any terrible danger, as long as she awakens her identity as a god, she will definitely be able to save her friends and lovers.

Because of her powerful divine power, she can save all regrets. After understanding this, Midnight will still feel that the identity of the magic goddess has lost too much?

At that time, midnight... would definitely become the real Mistera.

What a good educational method...

The Torrells are so unlucky!

Hill knew that even though his judgment was somewhat biased, it was basically the same.

However, the stone tablet of fate probably unexpectedly made a mistake in the first step.

The largest fragment of the "Black Eye" oil painting was actually placed in the warehouse by Hill and had never intended to be used.

Then, now you can guess:

If Kelben, the smart and capable black rod, discovered the magic goddess' aura on "Midnight", would he choose to let his twin sons grow up with her childhood sweetheart, or go with him?

If he didn't find out, it would be even more interesting.

What would Kelben, who had a bad relationship with Elaszhuo, do with the mother and daughter who suddenly came to join him and were obviously driven out of Silver Moon City because of something?

In this situation, Kelbourne will definitely try all kinds of ways to test the stability of the Magic Net, and the best way is to let the apprentices go.

Their connection with Magic Net is relatively shallow, and even if they are backfired, they will only be lying for a few days. But Hill doesn't know whether Midnight will understand Kelbourne's last resort.

Most importantly, is there any fragments of the painting of the Magic Goddess in Kelben, who was once very interested in those relics?

Hill gently knocked on the table with his fingers, Deep Water City... It is impossible for him to completely avoid dealing with Ghost City.

Although the great arcanes were undead, they were once believers of the Sun God. They liked to create the place where they lived in a magnificent way, and they also needed a lot of spell casting materials.

These are all valuable commodities in Deepwater City.

The ghost princes will not keep Mistera's exclusive artifact in their hands and will definitely sell it.

Hill bit his cheek, no, he couldn't make a decision based on these guesses.

Hill asked Martha to call Tyley.

The little golden dragon came very quickly.

The prototype he uses now even when selling wine is very shocking.

This period was almost the most glorious time for the dragons. Except for those races famous for their strength, they dared to go anywhere.

Many dragons took the opportunity to swagger into towns with prototypes. It was a trivial matter to take things without paying for them. Taking the opportunity to rob is almost written on their happy teeth.

Of course, cities like Deep Water City are not afraid of giant dragons, and their walls all have huge attacking equipment.

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But ordinary towns are a little troublesome.

Fortunately, a large number of dragons died because of Long Kuang... There were many fewer giant dragons who could come out to cause trouble.

"Telly, I remember there was a very strange alchemist in the hotel, wearing the robe of a learned mage, and always secretly selling some strange potions in the tavern?"

"Yes, he lives in the suite on the top floor with his wife." Telly asked with his head tilted, "I didn't see that the humans said that her wife was a beauty."

Hill smiled and said, "Find a way to sell this strange thing to him. No matter how much you sell it, you can keep it yourself without giving it to me."

Terry's eyes lit up instantly. He took out his gloves and restored himself to human form. Then he carefully picked up the oil painting fragments and observed them carefully: "Mistra's things? Why should he sell them to him?

If you sell it to Elaszhuo, it will probably cost more.”

"But selling it to him will be even more beneficial to me. Otherwise, why would I give you the money?" Hill replied with a smile.
Chapter completed!