Hearing the sound, Mrs. Ellen stood up. The Baron and Hugo rushed to the door of the room at the same time. The fat dog Oliver, with his tail between his legs in horror, crawled on his fat body and quickly paddled his limbs to get under the bed.
go.
Just when the Baron and Hugo were about to go out and Oliver only had half of his butt outside the bed, the door to the room was slammed open, and a captain of the Bolabel Guard rushed in panting.
"Sir, the Feili people are gathering and it looks like they are going to attack the city!"
"What?!" Everyone's expressions changed and they hurried outside.
Mrs. Allen, who was walking at the end, suddenly stopped before going out. She turned around and warned Roy seriously: "Stay here, don't use your mental power, or you will become an idiot!"
Bang! The house emptied out and it was quiet.
"Why are you panicking!" Baron Brian's scolding came from outside. After a while, the sounds of voices and footsteps had already faded away.
It seemed that the appearance of the Baron and others had an effect. After a while, the chaotic sounds gradually died down. Only a series of running footsteps and the low-pitched orders of the officers could be heard.
The fat dog Oliver carefully pushed aside the sheets and stuck out half of his head, looked left and right, licked his nose with his tongue, and laid his head at Annie's feet, but his ears were always erect with vigilance.
There was a crackle, and the pine oil candlestick in the room made a slight crackling sound, and the flames swayed. The pale Annie turned her gaze away from the window and looked at Roy sitting on the bed.
Although he is still wearing brown linen clothes, he still has a big head and black hair, but...
"Roy, you are so amazing. I never noticed it before." Annie lowered her long eyelashes and said softly and quietly.
Roy kept his mouth shut and didn't speak.
There is no one in the world who understands this Baroness and Lady better than him.
Ever since arriving at Borabel Castle, has there ever been a day when Anne didn't scold me, stare at her suspiciously, or be seduced by her long eyelashes while working, making me want to pounce on her?
This is a little vixen!
After waiting for a long time for no response, Anne opened her beautiful green eyes wide and said, "Why don't you speak? Is it because you feel unwell, or..." She turned away a little aggrievedly, "...you hate me?"
After a long time, there was still no sound.
Annie turned around and saw Roy staring at her with a smile on his face.
However, those are not the admiring looks of the suitors who usually surround him, nor are they the admiring but somewhat humble looks of civilians or the servants in the castle. But...
A surge of anger rushed from Annie's heart to her brain - the look in her big head was like watching a monkey show!
"you……"
Anne stood up suddenly like a little hedgehog with thorns. Her crescent-moon eyebrows were raised slightly, and her green eyes, which were originally as tender as water and deep and blurry, shone with a glimmer of light.
Hot, cunning, and restless...this is Annie!
"You should have talked to me like this earlier," Roy raised his head and said with a smirk that was completely different from that of the stupid little handyman, "Since I don't pretend to be stupid anymore, why are you still pretending to be a lady with me?
Game, is it interesting?"
After hearing Roy's words, Annie was stunned.
She stood there stupidly, her eyes opening wider and wider. The look in Roy's eyes was like seeing a living ghost.
In the eyes of everyone in the surrounding territories of Borabel, Anne was recognized as a well-educated noble daughter, a noble lady who could serve as an educational model for all girls.
Not only is she beautiful, she has a gentle personality and her manners are impeccable.
She always speaks in a low voice, covers her mouth with a feather fan when she smiles, walks lightly, her face turns red and shy after saying a few words to a man, and she acts like a frightened child when encountering certain scary scenes.
Bird-like and charming.
In addition, she can also embroider and dance well, and her etiquette for entertaining guests is generous and decent, without making any mistakes.
Not only are the noble children around her fascinated by her, but even the most picky nobles and ladies are convinced that this girl will be a good wife and mother if she marries her home!
But only Anne herself knew that she was tired of all this.
The usual pretense of following the rules is not so much that I don’t want my mother and grandma to nag me, but that I am looking for fun for myself!
Every time she saw those silly suitors chanting hymns to her and gazing at her with affectionate eyes; and every time she saw noble ladies using her as an example to teach their poor daughters, she would secretly burst into laughter.
However, this mentality has been carefully hidden deep in her bones and has never been exposed at all. Not even her father, mother, and grandma who accompany her every day know about it.
The only thing she knew was perhaps the mirror in her bedroom that reflected her graceful body and listened to her helpless thoughts after she took off her iron-banded skirt and untied the whale bone.
Unexpectedly, this deepest secret was exposed by the big head in front of me!
This feeling, as if someone had stripped off her clothes and placed her under the magic lamp, made her unable to escape. How could Anne not panic?
A blush of embarrassment suddenly appeared on her face. The girl gritted her teeth and sat down, staring at Roy with vicious eyes.
"Tell me, who are you?"
Although she tried her best to look fierce, her beautiful face was really not lethal, but had a hot and charming charm.
"My name is Roy. Miss, I am the handyman in charge of feeding the horses in your family." Roy looked innocent.
"Dirty bitch, stop pretending to be confused with me."
"What is confusion?" Roy blinked.
Looking at the face with a hint of confusion on the big head, Anne wanted to reach out and tear it to pieces - usually, this guy has this expression. Miss, what are your orders? Miss, the fodder is dirty, be careful with it.
Dirty your clothes. Miss, there is chicken in the cafeteria today. You are such a good person. Miss...
I was deceived by him for half a year, and now here we are again. This bastard is so disgusting!
Oliver under the bed also rolled his eyes with tears in his eyes. This guy Roy also had the same face when he stuffed sausages into his mouth and stared blankly at himself when he said what sausages were!
The room was quiet for a while.
Annie glared at Roy, who simply lay down to rest.
He didn't have time to waste energy with this young lady who didn't know that she was in a dangerous situation at the moment. He had just exhausted all his mental power and magic power. What he needed most at the moment was to quickly restore his magic power to face the upcoming battle.
This is war. It’s a fight to the death!
Philie out there is not a good person.
While talking to Annie, Roy had been using his senses to check the magic core in his body.
The magic core that was originally consumed to only one-tenth has now returned to 70% of its original size. And it is still growing in constant rotation.
After experiencing it carefully, Roy could clearly feel that every cell in his body was absorbing natural energy, and this energy was released after entering the body. Once transmitted along the blood meridians to the vicinity of the magic core, it would
Entering the whirlpool of the magic core, it transformed into strands of magic power and replenished it.
The so-called awakened person is awakened by the body's induction and absorption of this source of magic in nature.
The more magic power is converted from the magic source into the body, the stronger the release speed and control over the elements. Without enough magic power, the magician cannot sustain a long battle, let alone release powerful spells.
Calculating the recovery speed and amount of his magic power, Roy felt happy.
In the continent of Avalon, the common unit for magicians to calculate magic value is magic code. One gram of magic power can control one element. One hundred grams of magic power is one magic code.
Roy's original magic power was seventy-two magic codes. When the magic power is replenished, fifteen magic codes can be replenished by praying. After it is exhausted, it usually takes a full five hours to replenish it. But now, just after one more prayer, the magic power has unexpectedly increased.
It has added more than fifty Dharma codes, and the recovery speed is more than three times the original!
According to common sense, the larger the magic base, the faster the magic power will be replenished.
Although Roy knew that the rapid recovery of his magic power was related to the magic core in his body, which did not mean that his magic power base had increased five times, he believed that his magic power would break through 100 magic yards today!
According to the rules common to magicians, once the magic power breaks through one hundred magic codes and transforms from gaseous state to liquid state, the awakened person is no longer just an awakened person, but truly embarks on the path of magic and becomes a potential apprentice!
When the magic power exceeds 500 magic codes, the potential apprentice will be promoted to the awakened magician. If it exceeds 1,000, it will enter the threshold of Langxing magician.
A level three Langxing mage like Mrs. Ellen has a magic value of over 1,600!
That means that Mrs. Ellen can release more than 20,000 small fireballs. She can also use any kind of intermediate magic with a magic power requirement within 1,600 magic yards.
Of course, that's just one way of calculating.
In fact, without the support of mental power and perception, and without learning the advanced magic element array, the magic power is useless.
It is even more impossible to release thousands of small fireballs. Just the complicated process of arranging the elemental array and sensing the elements is enough to make people suffer from mental breakdown.
For Roy, who had just embarked on the journey of magic, one hundred spells was a hurdle.
After passing this threshold, he can learn primary spells below level three. There are ten first-level spells, five second-level spells, and one third-level spell. This is the role of one hundred magic codes!
"General Langxing magicians, except for a few top ones who can cast fourth-level magic, most of them use third-level magic due to limitations in perception. Mrs. Ellen can activate sixteen third-level magic. And she has no perception limitations.
It can also activate a third-level magic. Does this mean that the little handyman and the archmage are already on an equal footing?"
Roy was thinking in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. You know, in a spell duel, the outcome is only in an instant. Once someone is killed, it doesn't matter how much magic power is left, and how many spells can be cast.
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One level three spell may not necessarily defeat sixteen level three spells!
The most important thing is that in this world, it is good for a potential apprentice to be able to cast level 1 spells. Who could have guessed that he is a potential apprentice who can cast level 3 spells?!
Thinking of this, Roy held his chin with his hand in distress. Such things as being a yin are really not the style of a kind-hearted, soft-hearted and honest person like him.
What is the first level three spell you should learn?
I have heard of the wood type [Chrysanthemum Picking Eastern Fence] before. It can form a fence with vines, trapping the opponent, and at the same time, it can stab the opponent with the vines and trip the chrysanthemums.
The water spell [Purification and Entering the Palace] is also a control type. Not only can it shut people into a water mass formed by a water curtain, but it can also use the rotating water to form a water saw - anything that protrudes out will be cut!
These spells should be very fair, right?
It's a pity that I only have one necromancy spell in my possession now. Do I need to learn healing spells first and become a magician?!
Roy's eyes lit up.
"Hey! Do you hear me talking to you?"
Anne wanted to find a sword and stab the country bumpkin in front of her to death. She called him several times, but he ignored him.
In her heart, she was more curious about Roy than angry.
Although at first, she was dissatisfied that she, who had always been a liar, was actually deceived by this guy who pretended to be stupid for half a year, but after she was exposed by Roy, she knew that she wanted to use the method she was good at to get revenge.
It's impossible, and at the same time, suddenly there is a guy who understands me, and it doesn't feel so bad.
At least in front of Roy, she didn't have to pretend to be a wealthy lady who covered her mouth in an artificial way even when she smiled, and fainted when she saw a chicken being killed.
"how?"
When Roy came back to his senses, he didn't look at Annie for the first time, but listened intently to the movement outside. It sounded like everything was normal. It seemed that the Phillies hadn't launched an attack yet.
"Do you think the Phillies will attack tonight?" Annie followed Roy's gaze and looked out the window and asked worriedly.
"We can't help much whether we attack or not. Apart from staying here, doing anything else will only cause trouble." Roy sat up, looked at Annie and said, "Are you worried?"
Anne turned back and gave him a look: "This is my home! I'm not like those idiots who wish their home could be burned down just to be able to go out and live in trouble."
"Is there such a fool?" Roy was extremely surprised.
Those nobles are really beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
"Of course!" Anne curled her lips and then said sadly: "However, I just heard them say that we must abandon the castle and break out. Why should we go north?"
"There is a mountainous area to the north. It is inconvenient for the cavalry to pursue. If you want to protect the civilians as much as possible, you have to run up the mountain." Roy said.
"oh."
Anne snorted and fell silent. Thinking of leaving her home where she had lived for more than ten years and finally falling into the hands of the Phillies, and thinking of how many people would die along the way, she felt uncomfortable.
There was silence in the room for a moment. Neither of them spoke anymore.
Such a problem is too heavy for them who are only fifteen or sixteen years old. War is a matter for adults, and the future is not something that two and a half-year-old children can decide.
"Forget it, you can have a good rest, I'll go upstairs first." Annie stood up and said listlessly.
Looking at Annie's back disappearing outside the door, Big Head clasped his fingers and felt mixed.
When he first arrived at the lord's mansion half a year ago, the cunning, teasing, and always cheerful daughter of the lord who he would avoid whenever he saw him seemed to have suddenly become much more mature, but also much silent. No.
I know what will happen to her in her wandering life after leaving Borabel.
Roy was dazed for a while, calmed down, and felt the magic in his body.
So far, the magic power has exceeded the original seventy-two magic codes and is approaching the eighty magic codes. Moreover, as the magic power core increases, the vortex formed by the rotation becomes stronger and stronger, and the recovery speed of the magic power is also getting faster and faster.
The faster.
Time passed by minute by minute. In the blink of an eye, it was another time to pray.
In the meantime, another royal knight came to see Roy.
Through the knight's mouth, Roy knew that the current Feili people did not seem to have the intention to launch an attack immediately, but they did not leave either. The cavalry of the brigade was only two or three hundred meters away from the castle, and the gate of the military camp was also open, and from time to time
There were teams moving in and out. From just now to now, the sound of horse hooves under the city wall has never stopped.
The magic power is growing little by little.
Ten minutes after the knight left, Roy, who had been staring closely at the magic core in his body, finally discovered that with the influx of a few rays of magic, his mana had exceeded one hundred magic codes!
And at the moment when it broke through one hundred magic yards, the magic core that was originally like a ball of air turned into tiny water droplets like thick fog turning into dew.
These water droplets collide, blend, and merge into larger water droplets during rotation.
Roy closed his eyes and felt it carefully.
If the previous gaseous magic power was like a baby's little hand, which could only control one element at a time, then the current magic power is like a teenager's hand, which can control ten times more elements at a time!
This change means that from this moment on, he will no longer be an awakened person who can only complete basic elemental arrays, but will become a potential apprentice who can assemble higher-level elemental arrays and release first-level to third-level magic.
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Roy took out the Undead Magic Research Journal without any delay!