Chapter 26 Am I illiterate after traveling through another world?
Gretel took the recommendation letter and went straight to the Mage Tower.
The search team from the temple showed off their power and retreated in disgrace. Before they reached their destination, they had already provoked a necromancer, and the strongest fighter in the team was seriously injured. Seeing that there was no way to get better by moving forward, they had no choice but to start.
Withdraw to the temple for repairs and treatment.
As for whether the next step is exploration, revenge or something else, that is all a matter for the future.
Even Priest Donald, who originally wanted to chat with Gretel for a few more words, could only look at him with regret, boarded the carriage and drove away without looking back.
The Temple Guards had all withdrawn, so they would no longer care about the City Guards. Gretel discussed it with his teammates, returned to Uncle Edmund's farm, and met up with Captain Cullen. He borrowed some mounts from Uncle Edmund.
, take a small road and head back to the city directly.
The Temple Guards have suffered such a big loss, and there is no guarantee that they will not find someone to vent their anger on. If the reason for failure is put on them, they will definitely not be able to handle it with a few soldiers at the bottom. The plan for now is to hurry up
Return to camp and report to the superiors.
Even John, the young priest of the Ares Temple, canceled his visit home and turned back to the temple.
Grete separated from them when he was about to enter the city, and turned to the Mage Tower. Heartland City has one and only one Mage Tower, which is not in the city, but stands on the top of the hill in the suburbs. The hills are densely wooded, raising their heads.
, only a bit of the tower spire can be seen in the distance.
"Does this mean the ancient temple hidden in the mountains... It has a bit of an artistic conception..."
Grete muttered and shook the reins. The chestnut pony under the seat snorted, turned around obediently, and walked up the mountain road.
The road out of the city branched off into a branch road at the bottom of the hill, leading directly to the top of the mountain. This mountain road was wide and flat, with deep ruts, and it was obvious that carriages often came and went. Grete walked without difficulty, and it took less than a quarter of an hour.
We climbed to the top of the mountain and came to the front of the Master Tower.
The mage tower has the word "tower" in its name. It is actually similar to a castle, with a wall surrounding the boss. Gretel jumped off the horse, took a few steps back outside the wall, and looked up:
"This tower is quite tall...three floors, four floors..."
boom!!!
There was a loud noise. Birds flew in fright, horses neighed, and the sturdy mage tower shook twice. Thick smoke came out of the fourth floor window, and at the same time, there was a whistling sound, and a person flew out in a parabola shape...
Gretel:!!!!
This height! This speed! If you hit the ground, if you are lucky, you will get a fracture. If you are not lucky, your neck will hit the ground. You can delete your account and practice again on the spot!
He let go and ran to where he landed. If he broke his leg, there was no need for him to rescue him; if his neck was broken, it would be useless to rescue him; if he fell and suffered a cardiac arrest, airway obstruction, or fracture causing massive bleeding, what would happen?
Yes, if he runs faster, he might be able to save his life!
Run faster!
Run faster!
Grete huffed and ran, almost faster than he could push an endangered patient to the operating room. As he ran, each step was slower than the last step. Finally, he stood on the spot with his knees propped up and his head raised blankly.
It’s not that he can’t run anymore. In his current body, Gretel is still a recruit of the city guard, and his warrior level can barely reach Level 1. The problem is that the man thrown out of the window, his every move makes Grete
I feel that running like this is unnecessary...
The man danced, screamed, and flew outwards following the parabola. When he reached the highest point, he suddenly took something out of his pocket and threw it outward. Then, the trajectory of the high-speed flying suddenly stopped, and the whole figure was trapped.
Like a parachute, slowly, slowly, slowly, it fell to the ground.
Grete held the reins, opened his mouth, and stood on the ground to watch. The guy was floating swaying, from three feet to two feet, from two feet to one foot. He lowered his head and saw Gretel, and he still said something to him.
Smiled.
"Elliot!!!"
There was a roar above the smoking window. The person floating in the air shivered, and somehow stopped floating. With a plop, he fell straight down——
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
"...Uh, can you still leave?"
This flying man with a black and gray face, the bomber of the Mage Tower, the strong man who floated down from the sky and finally twisted his feet, finally returned to the Mage Tower on Gretel's little mare.
With his introduction, Gretel easily met the owner of the Mage Tower, the fifth-level magician Gehrman Kraus, and handed him the Necromancer's letter.
"Gretel Nordmark?" Hermann is exactly the opposite of the Necromancer. He is a fat man with a crimson robe tied around his belly and a huge belly. His dark brown forehead is neatly trimmed to the side.
With his back combed, a long beard stretches from his ears to his chin, and then droops down in a fluffy manner, covering his Adam's apple.
Grete glanced at it, almost mistakenly thinking that he had traveled through time again and saw someone in the political textbook with his own eyes.
He stood beside him with his hands hanging down. Master Herman finished reading the letter at a glance, raised his eyes, and glanced at Gretel from top to bottom:
"Andrew said you wanted to learn elemental magic?"
"yes."
"How was the previous foundation? How many levels of spells can be released? Level 1 spells? Level 0 spells?"
"Uh...no way..."
"How much have you read about the principles of magic? "Basics of Spells"? "Construction of Magic Patterns"? "Primary Interpretation of Elements"? "Potion Science"? - You don't even know magic words, do you?"
"I really don't know this..."
Grete's head is getting lower and lower. He knows a few people in Latin, and he memorized the names of medicines when he was studying medicine. He also has a minor in German, publishes journals in English, and uses it frequently when reading literature. He is even more familiar with it.
.But where did he know about magic words and that kind of thing?
However, not knowing magic words means that most or even most magic books cannot be understood. Isn’t it right? After studying hard for so many years, I actually became illiterate after traveling to another world?
Seeing that he didn't understand this or that, Master Gehrman frowned again and again. Even with the recommendation of a friend, he became impatient:
"...You don't even know common characters, do you?!"
"I know this!" Gretel breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied. Thanks to the original owner's father, although he died young, he taught the original owner how to read. There was even a small box of books left at home, and the original owner relied on this box of books to complete his work.
The most basic reading education——
"And I know healing skills!"
"Well……"
Master Herman's expression was a little brighter. He knew how to heal, which meant that he had the basic qualifications of a spell caster, and his mental power, perception, etc. were at least up to par. As for the rest, well, for the sake of my friend Lin En...
"Since it was Andrew who wrote the recommendation, you should first attend the Mage Tower. The tuition fee is 10 gold coins per month. For Andrew's sake, I will waive it for you——"
Thank God!
Grete secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hurriedly. He received 10 gold coins per month, but now he couldn't even touch a single silver coin from his whole body. The salary of the city guard seemed to be 5 silver coins per month?
Fortunately, he was exempted, otherwise, would he go back to the Necromancer to borrow money...
"Well, you can come to the Mage Tower every day and read the books on the first floor freely, but you are not allowed to copy or take them away. You can come and listen when I teach. If my disciples, Elliot and others are willing, you
You can also ask them for advice. You need to bring your own materials to copy spells. You cannot use the alchemy room without my permission. We can discuss the rest of the matter after you become a mage apprentice!"