Chapter 913: Gretel, your spiritual power is not magic!
"So that Lin En's teacher doesn't plan to save people?"
Archmage Baierbo asked casually while flipping through relevant spell materials in the space equipment. Grete shook his head slightly:
"I didn't ask."
"Um?"
"If he plans to save people, he will come to me to discuss what we need to bring with us. If he doesn't go, why should I make it difficult for him?"
In this world, no one has a natural obligation to anyone. Gretel wants to save people, it is his own business, but he cannot ask others to do so.
Besides, according to the rules of the Magic Council, it is enough for a teacher to teach a student until they become a disciple. Unless they are disciples who inherit the mantle, if they want to ask for advice after becoming a disciple, they will have to pay extra.
Of course, great masters like senior brothers and sisters who have always been with the teacher are equivalent to the Yangtze River scholars and outstanding young people who have always worked with academicians in their previous lives.
I lead the team independently under the big boss, and am independently responsible for relatively large sub-projects under the big boss's assignment. I have always maintained close contact with the teacher.
In this case, it is normal for the teacher to give lots of guidance every day and reach out to help when in danger.
As for Brother Lin En, he has left the master and traveled for many years, and claimed to be his follower, living in his mage tower all year round...
According to the rules of the mages, compared to Archmage Edgar, he is Linn's boss and the one who needs to be responsible for him. If he wants to save someone, he should be the first to step in. If he is not strong enough, he should shout again.
people.
Archmage Baierbo nodded slightly and said nothing. Beside him, the senior sister smiled and said:
"If he wants to go, let him go. He's already at level 9, and it's time to go out and have some adventures. How about it, little Gretel, have you figured out what spell to use?"
Gretel took a deep breath and subconsciously straightened his back.
At this moment, he could only thank himself for studying hard these days. There was no exam tomorrow and he would stay up all night reviewing tonight.
Although the senior sister is asking, the teacher is not listening...
"The Feather Falling Technique must be constant. It is the most important technique for self-defense and life-saving." Gretel answered very smoothly:
"Language proficiency, tongues wagging, these two spells are one for listening and the other for speaking. They are very important combinations when traveling in unfamiliar areas. Detection of magic, dark vision and see through invisibility are also very useful. If possible, can you add another one to increase resistance?"
The two Archmages looked at each other and nodded slightly. Archmage Baierbo smiled and said:
"The combination is good, but it's better to add a spiritual connection. Your combat intuition and vigilance for outdoor adventures are not good..."
In Gretel's sad eyes, he continued to speak without mercy:
"There is a spiritual connection, and an experienced and vigilant warrior will buy you time to react."
Okay, I know I'm a rookie, okay... Gretel nodded depressedly. Senior Brother Baierbo had already stood up:
"Let's go, let's find a place to cast the magic constant spell on you. Applying several spells at a time will be a huge burden on your body and mind. It's best to only keep one spell a day."
So it will take seven... no, eight days? To set out to rescue people, it will be as fast as one day...
"Can it be three per day? At least two?"
Senior Brother frowned slightly. Looking at Gretel's helpless look, he sighed and nodded reluctantly:
"You can give it a try. But if you feel you can't bear it, stop immediately!"
Gretel nodded obediently, stood up and followed his senior brother into the innermost and strongest room of the laboratory.
As soon as the door was closed, there was no sound from outside, not even the magic waves could be transmitted in. Archmage Baierbo directed Grete to take off his shirt and trousers, leaving only his underwear:
"The earliest way to use magic constancy was to tattoo it directly on a person's body. It has been improved now, but if you want to stabilize a few per day, it would be better to outline the magic circle..."
He hooked his hand, and a jar of magic paint appeared out of thin air, and began to apply it on Gretel's body. On her calves, thighs, and chest, soft and curly patterns, like clouds and feathers, appeared all over Gretel's body:
"The power of the Feather Fall technique mainly acts on the body. To be precise, just add the legs and torso, leaving the head and hands alone, leaving space for other spells."
Grete nodded obediently. Archmage Baierbo circled around him to make sure that the magic pattern was drawn correctly, and made a few gestures casually.
A powerful wave hit his face. Gretel suddenly shuddered:
The wind, the strong wind, the strong wind that made his hair stand on end, came from all directions, pouring into every pore of his body. Just standing there, there was a feeling that the buoyancy of the air was greatly increased, and it was lifting him up.
"How about it?"
Archmage Baierbo watched his situation closely. It wasn't until the elemental fluctuations disappeared and the magic symbols on Grete's body were only a few residues that he asked:
"How do you feel? Do you feel tired physically and mentally? Can you withstand another constant spell?"
Gretel flexed his arms and jumped twice. Then, he raised his smile and said decisively:
"Not tired at all! Come on!"
Archmage Baierbo looked at him suspiciously, and then cast a few detection spells. He stared at the results of the spell feedback, looked at it repeatedly for a long time, and muttered in a low voice:
"knight……"
Grete decided to pretend not to hear. As for what old Morgan said, his physical fitness, such as strength and bone strength, has long exceeded the standards of a knight. However, his fighting will is not condensed enough, and he has been unable to enter the knight stage...
Hey, you must not let your senior brother know about this kind of thing.
Archmage Baierbo muttered for a while, then used the cleaning technique to wipe off the magic paint residue on Gretel's body, and began to draw a new magic circle. While drawing, he muttered:
"Unlike the Featherfall Technique, the stability of [Language Proficiency] mainly affects your spirit... We changed the direction so as not to increase the burden on you... How are you now?"
When activated, there was a slight tightness in the temples, like a tightened cotton thread, which was much lighter than the feeling of a tight curse. Gretel shook his head to get rid of the discomfort:
"another one!"
"another one!"
After the fourth spell was stabilized, Archmage Baierbo was completely shocked. He looked at Gretel, who was in high spirits and showed no signs of fatigue in mind or body. He frowned and cast the detection spells one by one:
"This is not magic! Forgetting your physical strength, your mental strength is equivalent to what level of a mage you are? Level 10? There can't be level 11, right?"
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