Roy walked into the hallway leading to the work area.
Unlike those combat professional areas with people coming and going, full of sweat and noise, the magic pattern area is not only quiet and luxurious, but also shows traces of magic in every detail.
Not to mention the reception hall outside, its magnificence even far exceeds the living room in the main building of Lord Borabel's Castle, which is used to receive distinguished guests.
And the corridor in front of me is also amazing.
The floor of the corridor, like the hall, is also covered with wool carpets with exquisite patterns.
Shoes worth only three silver coins stepped on it and sunk in softly, making people involuntarily feel a sense of luxury and almost absurd guilt like a tramp pressing on a lady.
On the marble walls on both sides, there are beautiful oil paintings hanging. The characters in the paintings are all famous tattooists and masters in ancient and modern times.
Roy slowed down and looked at each other.
Homer, a skinny old man. More than two thousand years ago, he was born blind but possessed extraordinary perception. With the help of an epic defensive magic pattern on the wall of the holy city of Yelen, he was promoted to the master of magic patterns and became famous.
Mainland China, was honored as a divine craftsman by the Divine Craftsman Hall.
Shakespeare, a thin middle-aged aristocratic man. Born more than a thousand years ago, he was the greatest and most prolific tattooist of his era. He was especially good at magic patterns for daily life, whether it was a palace or a town fair.
His works can be seen in every city. In the end, all this was destroyed by the invasion of demons.
Tolstoy, a wizard and great master of war magic patterns four hundred years ago.
He was originally just a small fourteenth-grade civil servant. After discovering the role of magic patterns in guiding and amplifying fighting spirit, he took the lead in manufacturing the first magic pattern armor and the first magic pattern weapon in mankind, turning knights into knights.
Its combat effectiveness has increased countless times.
It can be said that Tolstoy is the founder of the modern world of knights. It was the combination of knights' fighting spirit and magic armor and martial arts that made knights truly take the center of the war stage.
At the same time, he was also an advocate of chivalry. Throughout his life, he warned knights that the sword was not used to wage war, but to defend peace.
Looking at each picture, Roy felt like he was going through a time tunnel.
The invasion of demons is a huge fault in human magic civilization. The inheritance of magic has become increasingly declining. These world-famous masters now only have their names left. But their works have long since
He was lost in the overwhelming influx of demons.
The current place of salvation is not only a barren land of environment, but also a wasteland of magic.
Looking at the oil paintings, Roy walked to the end of the corridor. A door shrouded in a magic light curtain, and two bronze guard sculptures holding giant axes appeared in front of the light curtain.
Roy swiped the oval mercenary nameplate in his hand onto a red magic circle in the center of the two sculptures. The two sculptures opened their blue eyes and walked to the side with heavy steps. At the same time, a calm magic light
The curtain also rotated in the flowing colorful light, revealing a doorway.
Stepping through the magic light curtain, Roy suddenly found himself in a small garden.
The garden is only about ten paces in length and width, and is small and exquisite. The surrounding walls are covered with green ivy, and beautiful ornamental plants are planted in the flower beds.
When you raise your head, you will see the blue sky. Looking outside the garden, you will see the vast sea, the seabirds flying around, and the white sails beside the islands in the distance.
Mobilizing his senses, Roy immediately discovered that five meters high in the sky above his head, he could feel the arched dome, and outside the surrounding courtyard walls, there were also walls. It was obvious that he was still in the mission hall, and everything in front of him was nothing.
It's just an illusion presented by the magic light curtain.
There was a hiss. The little country bumpkin took a breath of cold air.
Although he had known that the mission hall was a huge and wealthy entity, he never expected that a small mission hall in Meiding City could actually have such an isolation space, a magic shield for short-distance transmission and a transformed environment. Just this studio alone
, the daily cost is quite high.
Of course, the advantage of this is that it can completely guarantee the absolute quietness and privacy of the magic pattern master's working environment. At least until the studio time he applied for expires, or his nameplate leaves this area, no one can enter this room.
Come here.
Moreover, this is not free use. If the task is not completed, the magic pattern master needs to pay. If the task is completed, it will be directly deducted from the commission.
Walking into a white hut in front of him, Roy first saw a huge workbench in the middle of the room.
The entire workbench is made of metal, showing silvery white, flat and smooth. It is surrounded by fine magic patterns carved on it. These magic patterns are like star patterns in the sky, driven by a few small magic stones, emitting a soft and bright light.
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Working on such a workbench is a pleasure in itself.
Next to the workbench, there is a push tool cart filled with magic painting tools and ink. Next to the cart is a bookshelf, which contains some books and information for the magic tattoo artist to check. Further inside, there is a group of
There is a soft and comfortable palace sofa. The coffee table in front of the sofa is already filled with exquisite snacks. A pot of coffee and a pot of tea are also prepared.
"Wow!" Mal'er cheered and flew out, wandering around the room. For this young lady who grew up in fine clothes and fine food, she had not lived in such a room and such a life for a long time.
Oliver, on the other hand, pounced directly in front of the coffee table, took a piece of snack in his mouth and started to gobble it up. While eating, he was still lying on the wool carpet and having fun.
"I've never seen the world!" Roy sneered at the performance of these two people and walked directly to the workbench.
He gently stroked the workbench with his hand, feeling a smooth and smooth feeling in his palm. Then, he reached out and opened a small green magic circle suspended on the left side of the workbench.
As the magic circle opened, a small green vine emerged timidly from the void, unfolded a curled leaf, and stretched upward in a spiral shape.
As more and more green light filaments are added, the vines become stronger and taller. When rotated upward, several green leaves will unfold. After a while, as countless green leaves unfold, the small
The small magic circle has turned into a small spiral tree.
Roy knew that this was the task tree. Every leaf on the tree was a task marked with requirements and rewards. The lower the level of the task, the closer it was to the bottom of the task tree, and the higher the level of the task.
Lean on.
Roy discovered a level four magic pattern task at the top of the task tree.
The task was to draw a level four [Ice Crystal Flower] magic pattern on a bottle ground from dragon bones, and the reward for the task was a terrifying 10,000 gold coins.
Ten thousand... It's just a level three magic pattern task. Just to carve a bottle!
Roy couldn't help but be a little speechless.
Although he had known that the magic pattern master was a money-burning business, and he also knew that the ink consumed by the fourth-level magic pattern and the requirements for the magic pattern master itself were very high. Ten thousand gold was nothing, but he still
It is difficult to equate the price of a magic pattern used for preservation and beauty with the price of a medium-sized manor.
Damn it! Roy cursed in his mind and rubbed his hands fiercely!
Looking at the mission tree in front of him, he seemed to clearly see the gap between himself and those superior enemies, and also clearly touched the door to that superior world.
And the magic pattern of life is the key to opening this door!
Because he is still a zero-level mercenary, Roy is not yet qualified to take tasks above one level in the task tree. He can only start from the bottom of the task tree.
Browsing through one at random, Roy saw the following: "Client: Mr. Aris, a third-level blacksmith. Painting magic item: Furnace wind plate. Painting magic level: Level 1. Reward: Sixty-five gold coins. Mission Hall points
, one point.”
This task made Roy feel particularly close to him.
He still remembered that Tom's blacksmith shop had a wind board that cost them nearly one-third of their family property. With the wind board that could replenish air into the furnace at any time, the furnace could achieve higher efficiency.
Only at a certain temperature can we complete some forging work that others cannot complete.
Although the reward was not high, Roy quickly picked the leaf.
No one understands the lives of ordinary civilians better than him. Only sixty-five Jin Lulang may have been most of the savings of this third-level blacksmith. If he has good forging skills, he suffers from not having one.
It would be really cruel for a good furnace to take a job with better pay.
As soon as the task leaves were picked, the central table of the workbench suddenly cracked. A moment later, a dark stone slab appeared in front of Roy.
"Heavenly Ink Stone." Roy picked up the slate and looked at it, and recognized it immediately.
This kind of stone that can block lava is the cheapest and most suitable material for the wind plates used by most blacksmiths in furnaces. However, in terms of portability and sturdiness, it is not as good as some expensive heat-resistant metals.
Roy sat down in front of the workbench, took out the magic pattern pen, selected a bottle of first-level magic pattern ink, and thought about it carefully.
Because he is a blacksmith himself, he understands the thoughts of the blacksmith very well. Every blacksmith wants his wind board to be strong, long-lasting, and consume less magic power.
When ordinary magic pattern masters draw the wind board, they will choose a first-level wind magic pattern of [Wind Supply Technique].
The total number of magic lines of this kind of magic pattern is one hundred and nine. After completion, the wind plate can transport wind equivalent to level four wind force. Although it is not enough for the furnace, it can be transported through a funnel-like
After the tool concentrates the wind power, it is enough for the blacksmith to create weapons below level three.
Roy would not foolishly create a first-level wind board. What he wanted to do was to take a magic pattern from the body of the third-level magic beast [Chun Yunyan].
The Cloud-Crossing Swallow is a kind of monster that can be seen everywhere on the Redemption Continent. Although it is rated as Level 3, it is not aggressive. It just flies very fast and high. After being captured, it is a more reliable messenger than the Messenger Falcon.
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The super flying ability of Chuan Yun Yan is due to the natural wind spray magic pattern in their body. As long as the skill is activated, it can maintain a flying speed ten times faster than an arrow shot by a strong bow for about ten minutes.
Ordinary birds of prey cannot catch up with it. The wind is strong and lasting. It can be used for wind boards.
What's more important is that Chuanyunyan's life magic patterns only number twelve in total.
Taking out the magic painting pen and mobilizing his senses, Roy drew a complete cloud-piercing swallow magic pattern on the slate of Tianyun Ink Stone in less than five minutes.
However, he did not stop writing, but spent a minute drawing more than a hundred lines on Chuan Yunyan's magic lines.
Of course, these so-called magic patterns painted later do not require mobilization of perception or mental energy. The only purpose is to hide the cloud-piercing swallow magic patterns within them.
This was already designed by Roy when he was in desperate situation. Each line, while not affecting the life magic pattern, also combined some specious things in magic pattern theory. In addition, two luminous magic patterns were added.
It's a cover that makes it impossible for anyone to see the secret.
If someone deliberately goes to see it, the only result is that his eyes will be dazzled, his chest will be tight, and he will vomit blood.
After submitting the application for task completion, Roy turned to look at the task tree and started the second task without hesitation.
The room was quiet, and the black-haired boy was immersed in his work. As time passed, one leaf after another was picked. One after another, task items appeared through the transmission device under the workbench.
The workbench is painted with magic patterns and transported to the task completion area.
The light on the dome of the magic pattern area hall is bright and soft.
But looking at the mercenary nameplate in Shirley's hand, Ling Xuan felt cold all over. She could only control herself from losing her mind by gritting her teeth.
The world is always unfair and has never been fair.
Lingxuan is beautiful and has good abilities. This is God's preference for her. But from another aspect, all these are not as good as Shirley's uncle who is a fourth-level supervisor.
This is the sorrow that many people suffer from throughout their lives. Ability and talent seem to never be as good as a nepotism.
Just like Ling Xuan now, no matter how long she has been operating in the World of Warcraft Zone, how much effort she has put in, how much effort she has spent, in the end, it is just a wedding dress made for her.
It was the same way when I was kicked out of the World of Warcraft area, and it's the same thing now when I was kicked out of the Mage Pattern area.
"You!" Ling Xuan raised her head and stared at Shirley's hateful face, her teeth clenched and her eyes turned red.
"No, don't cry here during working hours. It's unlucky." Shirley said disgustedly: "I'm just playing with you. What's there to be angry about? You're so petty."
"Shirley, you've gone too far!" Ling Xuan took a deep breath and said every word.
"Am I going too far?" The innocence and smile on Shirley's face suddenly disappeared, and she said coldly: "This world is about strength. In terms of qualifications and ability, I am much better than you. Don't think that you can pull a girl just because you are beautiful.
Gangs use petty tactics."
Ling Xuan looked at Shirley angrily.
I have never formed cliques in my work in the task hall. On the contrary, Shirley has always been keen on this. From the beginning to the end, she was targeting me. This kind of unwarranted bullying, this kind of spitting words, what makes me sad the most is
People are angry.
"Okay, don't pretend to be so aggrieved and innocent," Shirley twitched her lips sarcastically: "If you still want to work here, you'd better be against me. Otherwise, I have many ways to deal with you."
As she said that, she raised her eyebrows slightly: "However, if you want to continue to fight against me, I am very welcome. Just like now, I have to thank you for your hard work. According to the performance, after three days, I
You should be able to be promoted to a third-level supervisor. You have a lot of credit for this."
Seeing Ling Xuan's face turned pale, Shirley felt a growing sense of revenge in her heart, and continued: "By the way, you have been busy for such a long time, I think I should introduce you to our distinguished third-level magic pattern master.
Mr. Blanco."
She turned around and called out softly: "My dear, let me introduce you to you."
Blanc, the magic pattern master who was chatting with Justin, raised his head when he heard the sound, smiled at each other with Justin, and walked up to Shirley with a look of pampering and helplessness on his arrogant face.
Shirley stuck out her tongue at him, took his arm, and said to Lingxuan: "This is Mr. Blanco. My uncle asked him to come to clear the snow this time."
After saying that, she raised her head and smiled at Blanco, complaining: "I have been begging him for a long time."
Blanco didn't know about the conflict between Shirley and Ling Xuan. He smiled and shook his head, glanced at Ling Xuan, and said to Shirley, "I'm here right now, right?"
Shirley wrinkled her nose at him, made a cute face, and said coquettishly: "As promised, you have to complete all the tasks for me before you can leave, otherwise, I won't let you go!"
When talking about not letting you go, Shirley's eyebrows flashed with a hint of coquettishness that only Blanco could see.
Blanco is twenty-eight years old this year. He was originally a magic student in the second training camp. Because his magic power could not break through the magic barrier of the awakened mage, he changed his profession and became a magic pattern master.
Because he had known Justin before, and later met Shirley, and had a certain relationship with Shirley, when Justin asked him to come and clear the snow, he agreed without hesitation.
Although doing this can please Shirley, it is not completely without benefits for him. After all, although the points and rewards for clearing snow are few, they are not nothing. It just costs more energy and time. Just treat it as coming to the United States.
Dingcheng, have a wonderful holiday.
Seeing Shirley's eyes, Blanco thought of her charming look on the bed, and his heart skipped a beat. He made up his mind to show off his strength in front of her.
At this moment, suddenly, the mission array in the hall suddenly lit up, and immediately, a copper bell hanging on the wooden frame next to the array rang.
Everyone turned around at the same time and saw that on the rotating task bar light screen, a first-level magic pattern task had been completed. The nameplate logo of the completer was a lone wolf.
People like Shirley and Justin didn't care.
However, for Ling Xuan, it was extraordinary. Only she knew that the zero-level mercenary who foolishly broke into the magic pattern area had only been in for less than ten minutes.
How is it possible to complete a task in ten minutes?
Walking to the magic circle, Ling Xuan frowned tightly, activated the magic circle, and took a look at the completed work submitted by Lone Wolf. Her expression suddenly changed.
After working in the magic pattern area for such a long time, she was familiar with most of the magic patterns. But she had never seen such a wind plate magic pattern.
What's this?
"Hey, someone has completed the task." Blanc looked at Ling Xuan with a hint of pride, and said to Shirley calmly, "If someone completes the task within three days, I can't help you.
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Shirley was very satisfied with Blanco's knowledge and knowledge. She covered her mouth and laughed, her laughter as clear as wind chimes: "Who else in Meiding City has the ability to complete more than two hundred tasks? The usual task completion rate here is
, the average is less than ten per day. And it’s all simple and well-paid.”
The two sang together, and perhaps seeing something wrong with Ling Xuan's expression, Shirley also leaned over, trying to check the first-level work that had just been completed.
Ling Xuan quickly hugged the slate in her arms and said unceremoniously: "I'm sorry, Miss Shirley. According to the regulations, if you want to intervene in the work, you have to wait until three days later. Now, please leave."
"Humph, what's so big?" Shirley, who only glanced at the magic pattern, turned around unwillingly. When she saw her uncle Justin, she rolled her eyes and said loudly: "What was painted on the slate just now?
Ah, can we also deliver such works to our clients?"
"What's going on?" Justin strode over with a serious look on his face and took the slate from Ling Xuan's hand without any explanation.
When they saw the lines on the stone slab, Justin and Shirley were stunned.
"Mr. Blanco, come and see this." Justin waved to Blanco.
Blanco took the slate in Justin's hand and looked at it, and suddenly burst into laughter, "What is this?"
Justin looked at the task requirements on the square and turned around and said: "This is the work of a magic pattern master inside. The wind plate used in the blacksmith's furnace."
"This is impossible!" Blanco categorically denied. He was very familiar with the first-level wind plate magic patterns. The stone slab in his hand could never be the magic pattern used for wind plates.
Ling Xuan's heart suddenly felt cold.
She knew from the look of Justin and Shirley's delighted faces that if they were caught by these two people, her superiors would soon receive a report that she had mismanaged the area and wasted precious resources by letting some dishonest people wander into the area.
At this time, several other staff in the area who heard the ringing also came over. Seeing Ling Xuan's pale face, a staff member said cautiously: "Whether it is a wind board or not, we will know after testing."
"Does this still require detection?" Blanco said calmly: "Although I am only a small third-level magic pattern master, I can still distinguish this type of first-level magic pattern. Of course, if the respected person inside
If the magic pattern master is a magic pattern master, then that’s not necessarily the case.”
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Xuan.
Although several staff members who were familiar with the situation felt sorry for Ling Xuan, people had to bow their heads under the roof, and no one wanted to offend Shirley at this time.
You know, since the war broke out, a large number of refugees have poured into Meiding every day. It is extremely difficult to find a stable job, especially a job in the mission hall. No one wants to work in this city.
Sometimes you get into trouble. If you don’t have this salary, then the whole family will go hungry.
Ling Xuan calmed down and thought to herself, in the worst case, she would quit her job.
"I'm sorry, sir, please return the wind board to me." Ling Xuan stretched out her hand to Blanco.
Since it's the last day, just do your own thing. Whether the other party is proud or disdainful, the only counterattack you can make is to ignore it and do what you should do.
"Nonsense!" With Blanco's conclusion, Justin scolded, "Since Mr. Louis has said it, this is not a magic pattern at all, what else is there to test?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Justin."
As Ling Xuan spoke, she inspected the magic patterns in her hands according to the procedure.
"I only follow the task process. Whether the task holder completes the work is not up to you. Let alone a third-level magic pattern master, even if a magic god comes, he has no right to destroy the task hall.
workflow.”
"Humph!" Blanco snorted coldly.
"Ignore her, she's so stubborn!"
Shirley held Blanco's hand, her plump and soft breasts gently rubbing his arm.
"She can do whatever she likes. It has nothing to do with us anyway."
While the three of them were chatting, they watched indifferently as Ling Xuan placed a piece of magic stone for testing in the energy line of the stone slab.
Generally speaking, the works drawn by magic pattern masters are only semi-finished products. After the drawing is successful, specialized craftsmen will carve it according to the lines or use some kind of metal to make reliefs according to the lines.
If unsuccessful, special potions will be used to wash away the ink.
Therefore, in the magic pattern area, although the quest items are expensive, everyone is reassured. Unlike the blacksmith area, if a good piece of material is destroyed, it will really be wasted. The quest items here will be washed away after the ink is removed.
, will return to the process and wait for someone to complete it.
Ling Xuan placed the stone slab on the wind test bench and activated the magic stone in front of everyone's eyes.
A ray of cyan light flowed along the magic pattern. Suddenly, a huge pattern composed of countless luminous lines gradually floated. The entire stone slab was enveloped in bright white light and could not be seen clearly. A moment later, a violent wind blew
, it began to swell with the infusion of magic power.
It's windy! Ling Xuan's pale face suddenly flushed with surprise.
Huh la, everyone gathered around and stared dumbfoundedly at the Skyfall Ink Stone Wind Plate that was only paid a measly sixty-five Jin Lulang and requested to be a first-level magic pattern.
The words of the proud third-level magic pattern master Blanco are still ringing in his ears. But the inspection platform array is filled with light, and the wind volume instantly soars to level five.
Level five air volume!
"This..." Blanco's face turned red, as if he had been slapped in the face.
"Let me take a look!" He stammered, reaching out to grab the stone slab. However, Ling Xuan quickly stopped him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Blanco Louis, according to the rules of the mission hall, you are not qualified to check other people's belongings. Just now, Mr. Justin showed you the slate, which has violated the rules. Regarding this, I will file a complaint with my superiors. And now
, you should understand your identity and please respect yourself."
Ling Xuan, who was holding back a breath of anger, was not polite at this time. She spoke coldly and quickly, which only made Blanco and the three of them turn blue and white.
"Hmph, it's just a first-level magic pattern!" Shirley tugged on Blanco's sleeve, glanced at Ling Xuan disdainfully and said, "What's there to be proud of? Even if it has a tenth-level magic pattern, it's only sixty
The achievements of five Jinlulang! Three days later..."
Before Shirley finished speaking, the mission circle's bell rang again.
She turned her head in shock. A lone wolf was shining quietly in the task leaves of the magic circle.