Chapter 1533 Engagement! Engagement! What gift should we give?
When Vaska shouted these words, not to mention Cerela, even Archmage Philbi, Elder Knox, and a group of high-level mages and school leaders all stared at Gretel.
After so many days, everyone has heard the words released by Cerira’s parents; everyone has also understood the purpose of Vaska’s visit:
Everything is ready, all it takes is for Gretel to advance. As long as he successfully advances and can transform into an adult dragon and survive for an hour, Cerela's parents will immediately hold an engagement ceremony for them!
immediately!
!
Even in the marriage of adult dragons, parents cannot actually make the decision;
Even if the legendary silver dragon couple objected, Cerela could drag Gretel away from Dragon Island and go to Nevis to get married;
However, having parents’ approval and blessing is still different!
"Mage Nordmark! Do you think your condition is okay? Do you want to try it now?"
"The advancement has just been completed, and it happens to be the time when the power is the most abundant. It's right to try it now!"
"Should we rest? Take a nap? Meditate for a while longer and let the magic power reach its peak? After all, I didn't eat, drink or sleep for so long..."
Gretel smiled at them one by one. It didn't matter if he tried now. He really felt that he had plenty of strength and was much stronger than before he advanced. Maybe, maybe, maybe, he could really hold on for an hour?
Of course, if you try, you have to try, and you still have to cheat.
While Gretel was telling Cerela to get ready to eat and fill her stomach, she used her mind to communicate with the oak staff and let it connect the energy path with the center of the mage tower, ready to recharge at any time.
Surrounded by magicians, he walked out of the mage tower, picked an open space and started to activate the transformation spell:
"Huh……"
Without the blocking clouds and the defensive circle, the dragons who came to watch the fun immediately began to make noises. They gathered in a group and commented on Gretel's transformed image:
"It's become pretty good, complete..."
That is the magic of transformation, a magic given by the world and nature to nature walkers. If it is not complete, how can it be missing a wing or a claw?
"The scales on the body are also bright... they are clean and shiny, and they really look like a silver dragon..."
There's nothing you can do about it. It's not like running around wearing a suit of scales every day. It will get dirty, dust will fall off, and a few pieces will fall off in fights with people. This is created by the transfiguration technique. It's better to take it out to bask in the sun occasionally.
You are always beautiful!
"The figure is quite slender... To be honest, it's a bit too slender... It doesn't look like a male dragon, but more like a female dragon..."
I am a magician but not a warrior. Is there any problem with my body becoming slimmer after transformation?
"That's for sure! - Guess, who did he learn the transformation technique from? Whom did he learn it from?"
"Who else could it be if it wasn't Cerela?" Several giant dragons answered at the same time, and then laughed at the same time. After laughing for a while, a deliberately lowered voice suddenly said:
"So is he turning into a male dragon or a female dragon?"
"I don't know..."
"have a look?"
"Well, look!"
Hey, that's too much! Look at whatever you want, I'll beat you to death!
One by one, they actually squatted down and tilted their heads desperately to look over! How can you be so wretched!
And that one over there, I’m talking about you! I even came over with mystical eyes. Do you think I’m blind, my magic perception is over, and I can’t see anything?!
Gretel waved his claws to the opposite side menacingly, piercing the two secret eyes that were dangling against the ground and moving in an unusually coquettish manner. Then, he lay down quietly and began to save his strength while feeling the magic power in his body.
flow:
Hey, it seems to be okay this time!
The energy storage inside the body seems to have expanded from a small pool for children to splash into a standard pool of 50*25 meters.
Moreover, the energy density has become higher, the energy utilization efficiency is also higher, and the absorption of external forces is stronger.
Specific to the transformation technique, the water level in the energy pool drops even more slowly, almost, only a quarter of the original?
According to this calculation, even if you don't need to charge the mage tower or eat and drink to supply yourself with energy, you should be able to last for a full hour!
But Bernard had already set up the grill and set up the stew pot. Whole snow sheep, whole reindeer, and large fish more than three meters long were carried, carried, and carried over by the giants.
, same thing, grill it on the grill:
Although it is no big deal to transform into a dragon and eat raw food, in front of many magicians, if you can bite off half a sheep or a big fish head in one bite, it is better to restrain yourself a little...
Besides, eating it cooked tastes good and is good for digestion, right?
For a moment, the flames rose up, crackling and licking the meat, and the aroma was overflowing. However, these livestock are quite huge to suit the appetite of the dragons. Even the smallest snow sheep cannot be roasted in a short time.
——
"When will this be baked?"
Archmage Philby looked around and frowned slightly.
Grete is waiting for these things to replenish his energy! He roasts them slowly here, roasting one end for half an hour, and stewing the other for more than two hours. When it is cooked, he is done with it, so where can he use it?
She snapped her fingers slightly, and a translucent golden-red flame immediately emerged and fell on the cleanly skinned giant horned bull.
For a moment, the entire cow was wrapped in golden-red flames. The beef immediately turned gray, white, and shrunk, and the bones made a crackling sound. Archmage Philby shouted:
"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you sprinkle some seasoning on it!"
"Ah-oh!"
Bernard woke up from a dream, rushed forward, touched a big knife, and cut it with a swing of the knife. When the knife went down, a foot-square piece of meat was cut off from the leg of the cow. The cross-section was pale pink, and the heat and aroma hit his nostrils.
It's obviously already cooked.
He quickly sprinkled salt, spices, and various seasonings, and then held up a fork with a cold light that could be used as a weapon, and brought it to Gretel.
For an adult dragon, such a piece of beef is not much different from beef cubes. Gretel swallowed it in one gulp, chewed it twice, and bowed his head to the senior sister:
"Senior Sister, good craftsmanship!"
For such a big cow, the firepower penetrated directly into the interior, roasting it without being burnt or raw. It was soft and fragrant, and the juice flowed down between the teeth when you bite it. Archmage Philby smiled and shook his head:
"This is a basic skill. Evocation mages need to practice magic control. I don't know how much they were burned to waste before - oh, you haven't practiced it before..."
Oh, lucky boy. You have never experienced any of these tortures. The teacher basically treats you like a free rein. But you have advanced so quickly. You are already at level 16. You may catch up with me anytime...
…
Gretel shrank his head and decided not to dwell on this topic anymore, lest he be beaten by his senior sister again.
Bernard simply changed his approach and invited the giants to work together. They rubbed salt grains on the outside of the cows, sheep, pigs, fish, and various roasted objects, and stuffed various herbs, mushrooms, roots, and the like into their bellies.
thing.
When the elder sister's flames turned, the astonishing high heat penetrated into the muscles and bones, roasting them instantly. The giants ran around carrying the food, while Gretel just lay there, taking one bite, one bite, and another...
Of course, he wasn't the only one eating. Cerira stayed with him, picking out the delicious food and taking a bite first, tearing apart a leg of lamb, filleting a piece of fish maw, cutting off a deer ridge and so on.
Of course, she didn't eat it alone. After it was divided, one piece was given to Sister Philby, another piece was given to Bernard and others, and the rest fell into her stomach.
While eating, I cheered Gretel up:
"Gretel, work harder!"
"It's been half an hour!"
"We'll be there in half an hour!"
"Do you think you can hold on? Do you want to add some magic crystals? Or increase the level of the monsters? I still have two ice tigers here..."
Vaska rolled his eyes when he heard this in the distance. Farther away, the dragons pointed and laughed:
"Oh, the little princess is in a hurry to get married..."
"We haven't even gotten engaged yet, but we've posted all our net worth... Mid-level and high-level ice tigers, even us, don't want to eat what we can eat at any time..."
"I gave it to magicians, to followers, to everyone, but not to my own brother..."
"It's over, it's over, I'm afraid I can't keep little Princess Yuehui..."
Vaska's face was covered with black lines. The most annoying thing was that most of the meat was given by him! It was given by his parents! It was used for Gretel to train and work hard for an hour!
He can't even get a bite at this time!
He suddenly exerted force and swung out his heavy long tail, slamming his head and face into the two giant dragons that laughed the most. The dragons dispersed in a rush:
"Don't be angry. When you catch up with Flavia, you will have a wife who will love you. You don't have to covet the meat in your sister's hands..."
Vaska turned his head angrily. He looked at Gretel, then looked up at the sun in the sky and the shadow on the ground——
Although dragons are very sensitive to magic and can sense the passage of time, the closer the hour is, the more he can't believe his own feeling:
Is the time up?
Have you arrived?
How far is it from an hour? Ten minutes? Or a quarter of an hour?
Can Gretel hold on? If he can’t hold on this time, he’ll be far away from the next advancement...
When I turned around, I saw a timer slowly turning around on the top of the mage tower. I don't know when it was summoned or by whom. It was ticking and ticking in circles.
The second hand moved happily, and the minute hand had already gone through 4/5 of the circle, and the time was almost up. Looking at Grete again, he was calm and relaxed, without any sign of exertion, and he was lying on the ground shaking his head:
"No, no, no. The time is almost up. If these meats are not digested in time, they will strangle me to death by the time I finish my transformation..."
He slowly stood up and walked around the mage tower. After one circle, he walked around again, as if he was digesting food. After walking around for several times, there was a loud bang, and the timer on the top of the mage tower exploded in the air.
Open and turn into fireworks all over the sky:
"finished!"
"finished!"
"One hour! One hour! One hour!"
"Engaged! Engaged!"
"Hey, what gift are we going to give? We can't give a skeleton this time, right?"