"Okay, first a 'psychedelic lake demon' appeared, used magic to make everyone lose consciousness, and committed suicide by jumping into an ice hole on the ice of the lake one by one. I have no way to organize it, and I have no way to break it.
That kind of magic... Then, you, my dear Semmel, you stepped forward. Not only did you see through the magic of the lake monster, you even showed your strong side! Your magical strength surprised me! You
Just by moving your little finger, you made a crack in the ice on the entire lake. Then you moved your finger again, and you got rid of the lake monster, and even tried to seize its magic core... Finally,
You acted like you didn’t know me, standing in front of me, you called me ‘Zach’, and then you said you loved me very much.”
Du Wei was sitting next to a fire, breaking a branch in his hand and throwing it into the fire, while talking as if casually.
There was no one around him, and all the mercenaries were busy. Some were bandaging wounds, some were busy making fires, and some were busy warming themselves up. Several mercenaries jumped in after being knocked unconscious.
He was trapped in an ice cave, but was later rescued by Semel using magic, but his whole body was soaked by the cold lake water, and he almost died in this cold weather.
"That's it?" Semel stood next to Du Wei, with confusion on her beautiful face: "Have I done that kind of thing? But I don't remember it at all."
Du Wei laughed and gave Semel a complicated look: "Look, you showed off your power, killed a powerful monster, and saved so many lives here. Then you stood upright in front of me, and then stood upright again.
Fainted... After waking up, you said to me, 'I haven't done anything'. Okay, Semel, stop looking at me with that expression. If you really don't know, then we will
This is a bit of a problem! We have to figure out what happened to you!"
"……What?"
"Magic!" Du Wei suddenly jumped up, took a deep breath, and stared at Semel carefully: "You can cast magic! And according to my judgment... the magic power you showed is very strong! Very strong!
But isn’t this a strange thing? You don’t have a human body, you are just a shadow, a phantom! A phantom, but you can cast magic! How is this possible?”
And you called me "Zach" - Duwei added in his mind.
Only a true Semmel, a complete female astrologer would speak in that tone!
"Have you ever felt anything, even just a little bit weird? Or, are there any traces of these strange things in your memory? Even just a little bit." Du Wei looked at Semel seriously.
"No." Saimel answered quickly and firmly. She shook her head: "The memory I have since I was created is a magical creature sealed in an oil painting, a virtual phantom. I only have some memories about Saimel.
Erbenruo's memory... I don't know any magic. I really don't."
There was innocence and confusion in her beautiful eyes, and even a hint of helplessness.
With such a look in her eyes, Du Wei had no choice but to believe what she said. This woman didn't look like she was lying...otherwise, she would be an extremely good liar.
Du Wei still wants to believe the former.
flutter.
A purple crystal-like object was thrown on the snow by Du Wei: "This is the magic core of the psychedelic lake monster. It can't be fake, right? I don't have the ability to kill an adult psychedelic lake monster."
.You killed that guy with your own hands and then took out the magic core."
Semel's eyes were blank, and the expression on his face seemed to be trying to think about something: "I...I don't know. I don't remember at all..."
At this moment, Dardanelle and Beinrich strode over from afar.
Semel glanced at Du Wei, she sighed softly, and then disappeared.
"Your Majesty the Magician." Beinrich looked serious. He strode up to Du Wei and gave a deep salute: "Thank you for saving me and my people!"
Du Wei sighed and said nothing. Although he didn't do the thing, he couldn't explain it, let alone tell the truth. He had no choice but to pretend to accept the favor.
Captain Beinrich took out a leather bag from his arms, and held the heavy leather bag in front of Du Wei: "Dear magician, I know this is far from enough as a reward, but please accept it.
At least this can express a little gratitude from our Snow Wolf Mercenary Group! From now on, no matter what you need, the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group will always be willing to serve you!"
As he said that, the leader opened the skin bag, and there were large and small colorful things everywhere inside... all of them were magic cores!!
The magic cores of various monsters. These are all the gains of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group when they came to the frozen forest this time! Although the furs of those monsters can also be sold, the most valuable thing is the magic cores! This bag
There are about thirty magic cores, and they are all of quite good quality. Beinrich took out almost all the gains from this adventure.
These are the results of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group's several lives and many days of hard work in this adventure.
"No, Captain." Of course Du Wei would not accept these things. Not to mention that he did not save these people, even if he really saved them, he would not accept such a heavy gift. In his heart, he has already
Captain Beinrich became a friend: "I can't accept such a heavy thing."
"But you saved our lives!" Captain Beinrich insisted: "Without you, the name of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group would have been wiped out from this continent!"
Du Wei thought for a moment and changed his tone: "Well, if I am just a magician, then I think that although these things in your hand are valuable, they are far from enough to bribe a magician to work for you.
,Right?"
"..." Beinrich's expression changed. Indeed, although these things were all he had gained from this adventure, they were still too few to bribe a magician. Who doesn't know that a magician has a unique identity?
If you invite a magician, the price you have to pay cannot be something that your small mercenary group can bear!
"Don't get me wrong." Du Wei immediately smiled and said: "I am not too young. And... Mr. Leader, what I mean is that here, my identity is not just a magician! And you are not just a magician!"
He is a mercenary. Do you understand what I mean? Do you remember what we said behind the snowdrift last night? I regard you as my friend! Friends help each other, or see a friend in danger
, and then help, isn’t this a natural thing? Oh, put away these things of yours, otherwise, this will be disrespectful to your friends!”
Beinrich was stunned. The bearded leader took a deep look at Du Wei, suddenly spread his arms, hugged Du Wei fiercely, and then whispered with suppressed excitement:
"My friend! Thank you! You didn't say that, you are a friend! I'm sorry, my behavior insulted your moral character! I take back what I said before!"
However, the group leader was still a bit clever. He grabbed a large handful of magic cores from his leather bag, about seven or eight of them, and stuffed them into Du Wei's arms, and then held Du Wei down.
Wei tried to resist and said seriously: "Okay! These are not rewards! I give you these not because the magician saved our lives! I give you these because my good friend is about to leave. These are my friends'
A farewell gift! It’s a gift, not a reward! So you must accept it!”
Duwei smiled, let go of his hand, and then hugged Beinrich hard. The two laughed in the snow.
"Any time, anywhere, the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group is willing to do anything for our friends!"
This was the promise made by Captain Beinrich when he said goodbye. Du Wei believed that this man who believed in the spirit of adventure throughout his life was a man who kept his promises.
When bidding farewell to the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group, the grateful mercenaries gave away some of their best equipment.
The old one-eyed dragon got some dried meat and brought it to Du Wei. Captain Beinrich also gave Du Wei his last small bottle of wine soaked in the magic core of the Flame Rhino. There were also other servants.
The soldier took out two of his best knives, and Stryer, who had eight fingers, gave Dardanelle his bow.
If they weren't worried that the heavy luggage would hinder their journey, the people of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group would probably be eager to stuff them with more things.
•;
Walking along the shore of the Great Round Lake, two sets of footprints were left on the snow. Dardanelle carried most of the luggage, but still walked in front of Duwei.
According to Captain Beinrich, he went around the Great Round Lake and continued north to a place where he once heard that a golden-eyed python was caught there when he was young.
"Dardaniel." Du Wei suddenly asked this guy a question on the road: "You don't seem very excited. I mean about what happened last night."
Dardaniel smiled, and this loyal warrior of the Lister family said in a serious voice: "Harry, plus last night, you have saved my life twice! This kind of thing is not something you say casually."
Just thank you! I won't focus on boring verbal thanks. I will keep your kindness in mind. I have already thought about it. If I can go back alive this time, after saving my wife
, I will leave the Liszt family, and I, Dardanelle, want to become the squire of the wizard Harry Potter."
"What did you say?" Du Wei was surprised.
"You heard it right, I want to be your retinue." Dardaniel answered calmly: "I owe you two lives, and I owe more... You are a very good person,
Harry. I like you and want to be your friend. And I think, since you are so capable, I’m afraid I’ll never have the chance to repay your life-saving grace. So, why don’t I just be your assistant for the rest of my life? You
You are a magician, and you cannot have only one person by your side. You need a servant... But unfortunately, I am not a magic apprentice, so I can't be your servant. But I am a warrior! I can be your retinue! I
I think I will do a good job."
In Roland Continent, many magicians also recruit some warriors to be their followers.
Although magicians are powerful, in terms of combat effectiveness, their weakness is close combat! It is a recognized fact that magicians have poor close combat capabilities. Therefore, many magicians will also recruit some samurai to act as followers.
, and in battle, if an enemy gets close to you, there will be warriors around you to protect you, which to a certain extent makes up for the magician's poor close combat ability.
Of course, only some famous strong men on the mainland are qualified to do this. After all, recruiting powerful warriors costs a lot! Moreover, if you want to recruit, you will definitely not recruit some low-level warriors, otherwise, there will be no
Function. And those powerful warriors are often arrogant! If they are not famous strong men in the mainland, how can they be willing to serve?
Therefore, Du Wei was a little surprised when Dardaniel mentioned the issue of the magician's followers.
First of all, Du Wei believes that he is far from qualified to recruit magician followers! Many magicians above level eight do not even have such qualifications!
Secondly, he felt that Dardaniel's intentions were too heavy, and he might not be able to accept such kindness.
Looking at Dardaniel's resolute look, Du Wei sighed... Forget it, at worst, he would leave when he got back. Anyway, he didn't know his real name, and even if he wanted to repay his kindness, he wouldn't be able to find him.
•;
The two walked along the Great Round Lake for two days. The Great Round Lake was indeed larger than they imagined. Even after two days of walking, they could not completely circumvent the lake.
Just at noon that day, Du Wei, who was on his way, was suddenly grabbed by Dardaniel.
"Wait a minute, Harry!" Dardaniel carefully pulled Duwei and pointed to a snowdrift next to him.
Du Wei was stunned for a moment. Dardaniel had already walked over, then pulled out his knife and gently poked at the snowdrift...
The thick snow on the top was pushed aside, and soon a frozen human hand was revealed!
Dardaniel's face was solemn. He continued to dig out the ice and snow next to him with his knife, and a person was revealed underneath... To be precise, it was a corpse!
The dead body was that of a knight. The knight's badge on his chest showed his identity as a fourth-level knight. This guy died miserably. His body was cut in two from the waist with an unknown sharp weapon.
Cut!! There is still a painful and twisted expression on the face before death. The body has been frozen and is harder than ice cubes, and the skin all over the body is blue, which looks a bit scary.
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