If there is such a thing as the will of the world, stowaways like him are probably the most hated objects of the will of the world. The reputation value will be negative from the beginning, right?!
Therefore, his upgrade route is different from others - he probably saved one person first, and the will of the world gave him a tourist visa for the sake of saving people; then he saved three or five people, and the tourist visa was converted into a green card; he developed
New treatment methods, allow naturalization?
The so-called affinity between spiritual power and elements is high, does it mean that the will of the world is pleased with him and has given him a little higher authority?
etc!
Now is not the time to draw conclusions!
Grete tried hard not to let his thoughts wander. The sample was too small, so he had to upgrade it at least two more times to see if he could!
To level up, you must first learn. After sending the old magician back to the council, Gretel did not look back and plunged into the sea of books.
After being promoted to a first-level mage and a first-level priest, he immediately has a long list of books to read and things to learn. Unfortunately, there are disadvantages to upgrading quickly. The history of magic that a mage apprentice has to memorize,
He hasn't finished memorizing the geography of the continent, illustrated books on magical animals and plants, alchemy, potions, etc.!
Dual professions mean double efforts. Gretel was in the dark in the wizard's tower house. He only knew the sun was rising and the moon was setting, and he didn't know how time was passing. And the old magician also tried his best to save his grandson. For more than a month, the magic
An envoy from the parliament was sent over.
"Gretel Nordmark?" The person who came was a man in his twenties, with a depressed spirit and a sallow complexion. His black hair hung like a curtain on his forehead. He didn't know how long it had been since he washed it. There were three wands on the hem of his robe.
The embroidery patterns are arranged diagonally. It is obvious that he is a third-level mage.
He took a document from the knight behind him and handed it to Gretel:
"The Council will recently launch a project to bring together young, low-level mages with potential for special training. Master Lorenz recommended you - last month, you submitted your thesis and were selected for this project."
Is it overdue?
Grete was a little excited. He waved his fist vigorously and showed a big smile: The manuscript is over! The article has been published!
In previous lives, it was extremely difficult to publish a paper, especially those with an impact factor of five or more. It often required one or two years of research, preparation, writing, and often revisions. As expected, it is easy to stand on the shoulders of giants.
Publish a paper...
This heartfelt happiness also infected the visitor. His sallow face twitched, and he gave a stiff smile:
"Get ready. Follow me to the Magic Council in two days."
"okay!"
In order to welcome the envoys of the Magic Council and to send Gretel off, a small banquet was held in the Mage Tower. At the banquet, Gretel heard a piece of news that could not be said to be good or bad:
The Roman knight is dead.
"Dead?" Grete was stunned, "How did you die?"
"It is said to be a suicide." Master Karan used this gossip as a meal and said it eloquently at the dinner table:
"He died so tragically that all the blood in his body was drained! I heard from my servant that he committed suicide in the secret room of the temple. He drew an inverse pentagram of the boss with his blood and lay on top of it!"
do you died……
Gretel stared at his plate blankly.
On the plate, there was fragrant roast chicken, runny omelette, fried cod that was golden on the outside and snow-white on the inside, and sweet and tangy blueberry jam. All of them were things that were readily available in the previous life, but could not afford to eat when I first traveled through time.
.
Two months ago, he was still a new recruit of the city guard. The Roman knights wanted to recruit him to participate in the search operation, but he could not resist;
The Roman knight hit the gargoyle in his direction, and he managed to escape, but he had no right to retaliate;
The Roman knight asked the temple to send people to catch him, and he escaped with the protection of the big guys...
But now, he could have nothing to do with it and listen to the life and death of the Roman knight as gossip.
"Suicide? Why?" Wizard Eliot asked vaguely while chewing a piece of bread. Grete shrugged:
"My right hand is disabled. He asked me to cure it, but I couldn't cure it."
"Is that the guy who wants to harm you?" Master Elliot suddenly reacted. Before Grete could answer, he put down the knife in his right hand and gave a thumbs up:
"Well done! You should! You should not treat him!"
Grete smiled bitterly. He reluctantly defended, "I really can't cure it." Elliot waved his hand impatiently, as if "I know, I believe whatever you say," and then asked Karan:
"What about the temple? Will it cause trouble for Gretel?"
"No way! The temple is crazy!" Karan made a contemptuous gesture. He laughed happily, and his blond hair swayed:
"The temple has gone crazy. The high priest led a group of people to pray every day to ward off evil spirits, and he almost demolished the secret room! I heard that when that guy was discovered, his internal organs turned into black water, and the ground was covered with water.
Pierced by corrosion!"
Blackwater?
corrosion?
Penetrating into the ground?
Grete was startled. He grabbed Karan anxiously and asked, "Is there anything going on with the water source?"
"How is that possible?" Karan waved his hand nonchalantly. Seeing that Gretel still frowned, he sneered and patted Gretel on the arm:
"What do you have to worry about! What the Spring Water Temple does is purifying water sources. They are the best at it! - It's none of our business anyway. Do you know where the water in the Mage Tower comes from? It's directly connected to the water elemental world.
!”
"What……"
Gretel was stunned.
Water elemental realm?
So high-end stuff?
Are their mage towers directly connected?
"You don't know this?" Master Karan was also dumbfounded. "That's right, you just upgraded not long ago, and you haven't started learning about the Mage Tower yet... But you are working too hard these days, right? There is no news.
inquire about?"
Gretel smiled.
In the past few days, he has read half a man's book, learned 5 magic and 3 magical arts, completed two experiments, and has another one in progress. While eating, he held a fork in his mouth and was still thinking about magic models.
, let alone asking for information, he didn’t even know what he put into his mouth...
"Oh, don't care about this anymore! That guy has been dead for more than ten days. If something should have happened, something would have happened already. If nothing happens, then it's okay!"
"But……"
Gretel's brows did not relax. Epidemics take time to spread, brother! Even a highly infectious disease like the plague takes time to spread from a small amount to an explosive spread!
He finished the meal with deep thought. As soon as he stepped out of the restaurant, the servant waiting outside hurriedly greeted him and bowed deeply:
"Mage Nordmark! A man named Raymond is looking for you, saying he is your neighbor and there is something urgent!"
Brother Raymond?
What's the emergency?
Did the Roman knight die and his family turned their anger on Uncle Karen's family?
Gretel was startled and hurried downstairs. Raymond was pacing back and forth at the door of the mage tower, frowning anxiously. Seeing Gretel appear, he rushed up and grabbed Gretel, squeezing Gretel's shoulders until it hurt:
"Little Grete! Save aunt! Aunt is ill—very ill, and there is no priest to be found!"