The year 193 of the Red Moon Calendar to the year 205 of the Red Moon Calendar was a special period rich in magisters, especially magisters who were good at ice magic. According to the core secret records of the Magic Guild, the reason why the Ice Begging Tower was established in less than 10 years.
Thirty magisters were produced - this number was about 100 times that in normal times. The most critical reason was the intervention of a soldier who had no magic at all.
This person is famous...
"A Hundred Years of Records of Magic Celebrities. Lelek Haber"
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In this world, wherever there is a continental highway, you can definitely find a treehouse bar, even on a frozen continent covered in snow and dust.
There is only one fork in the Longya Mountain Continental Highway, which connects to the capital of the Hami Kingdom to the north, to the Hami Kingdom to the east, and to the Amy Empire and the Holy Church to the west. On the north side of this fork,
There is a large and dense tree, which seems to be a kind of silver-leaved conifer. It is about 5 meters in diameter. It takes at least 10 people to completely surround it. At a height of 10 meters above the ground, there is the famous tree.
house bar.
Under the bar, there is a square bluestone. Guests who wish to enter the bar only need to stand on the bluestone and a teleportation magic will be automatically added to them. The end point of the teleportation is: the door of the tree house bar.
The treehouse bar, which serves as the offices of the Magic Guild, the Mercenary Guild, and the Thieves Guild, will never lack customers. Just like all treehouse bars on other continents, several beautiful elves are shaking their blue transparent wings.
, serving drinks and food to the guests.
"The guests are here, the guests are here~~~~" a well-behaved monkey orc at the door said as he jumped up high and took the hat full of ice and snow from the hands of a middle-aged man who had just entered the door.
At first glance, this man should be an imperial noble, which can be seen from his very polite greetings to the monkey orc waiter. Only nobles will never lose their courtesy at any time, and only true
Only nobles are willing to sincerely greet lowly races such as orc waiters.
The nobleman turned slightly and pulled out a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old from behind him.
As the noble and the boy walked towards the bar, more and more people in the bar stopped chatting and looked at the boy's back - the boy was carrying a two-handed sword that was about the same height as him. If it were made of iron
, the weight of this sword is probably about the same as that of a two-handed ax and a knight's spear. Moreover, what is even more curious is that this sword has no edge.
This boy also has a very good temperament, just like that nobleman, or more like a young scholar. He is dressed in pure white snow bear skin from top to bottom, with a slight smile on his lips. He walks nimbly between the tables and chairs.
Most of the regulars in the bar were mercenaries. Perhaps out of curiosity about the two-handed sword, a big man who was obviously a mountain berserker stretched out his leg the moment the boy passed by and raised his leg, trying to trip the boy.
The timing was very good. This kind of tried-and-true little trick is so common in bars. Most people can already imagine the boy being pinned down by a big sword after being tripped.
The boy obviously didn't pay attention to the changes under his feet. He was observing every corner of the bar while walking.
But the moment his leg was about to be tripped, he stepped naturally and stepped over the trap. The crowd around him, who was about to burst out laughing, couldn't react for a moment when he saw the boy's agile movement.
Come on, the initiator of the prank was stunned as he held up the large glass of wine in his hand.
"Hi, sir, come and sit here." A delicate woman wearing a bright red cardigan greeted Chi Hanfeng delicately.
Seeing that there were still a few empty seats in front of her, Chi Hanfeng pulled Amy and walked towards the woman.
"It's disgusting, kid. Look over there." The woman proudly pushed her white breasts towards Amy.
Poor little Amy was already stunned by the white flowers in her eyes, but Chi Hanfeng took the initiative to help him out: "Miss, don't get me wrong, my nephew is only 14. This is his first time coming out.
Where in that village can there be such a natural beauty as the young lady, and even less so those who wear such fashionable clothes as the young lady. This is probably the first time he has seen the beautiful lady's breasts, but he just doesn't know how they feel?"
"It turns out you are a little rookie." The woman pinched Amy's cheek gently with her hand: "Although everything that should have grown has grown, it is definitely not as flavorful as you, sir. Sir, would you like to have a divination? It's very cheap."
Yes, only 5 gold coins."
"When did the world change? I haven't been outside for 5 years. Inflation? How do I remember that standard magic divination costs only 2 silver coins?" Chi Hanfeng sat down on the table in front of the woman and faced
Waiter made a gesture that only an expert could understand, while he stared at the woman's breasts unscrupulously and said lustfully.
"Oh, sir, how can you say that? You see, it's easy to make money in this world of ice and snow. Why don't I give you a divination for free? If you don't let me do the divination, a big disaster is about to happen."
"Oh, really? Is it your divination spirit?" Chi Hanfeng asked leisurely while holding the wine glass that the waiter just handed over, touching his nose.
"Hey, boy, you dare to molest my woman." The mountain berserker just now was obviously in the same group as the war witch. He pointed at Amy's forehead with his finger menacingly: "I will lose the money to accompany you, you see.
Look at my woman’s breasts several times, and give me 10 gold coins, otherwise you won’t be able to walk out of the door today.” The bar where the voice was boiling quickly cooled down.
"Trash is trash." Chi Hanfeng stared at the Berserker and reached out to touch the woman's breast. "Not only did I look at it more than 100 times, but I also touched it. How about it?"
"Amy, in this world, the strong survive. Throw them outside, otherwise there will be no food to eat at night." The bad middle-aged man didn't care at all how much trouble he caused. After throwing the baggage out, he sat down
In a suitable position, I stretched out my legs and put my two big feet covered with snow on the table, and started the entertainment before the meal.
The berserker seemed very satisfied that he didn't have to pick a middle-aged man. He picked up the long battle ax, a weapon unique to the mountain berserker, from the table. Several of his accomplices quickly helped him clear the space behind him.
Amy took off the two-handed sword behind her back and took a step back.
The treehouse bar is really big. Even if someone sets up a duel venue here, it only takes up one-tenth of the treehouse bar.
"Boy, go to hell -" the berserker roared, and his entire figure expanded by two sizes. He rushed forward extremely quickly, and slashed the tomahawk from top to bottom with both hands. Amy's two-handed long sword met him with all his strength.
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The ax was bounced, and the berserker didn't make any stops. The battle ax drew a small half arc and hit Amy's shoulder. The long sword adjusted slightly and faced it. The ax slid down to the ground along the long sword and bounced up instantly.
, the target's lower abdomen. Amy's long sword could no longer be recovered. With the help of the hilt, she blocked the battle ax with all her strength.
"Not bad, boy, you can catch my three consecutive attacks." The Berserker looked at Amy with disdain, "But, go to hell. Afterimage attack." Huge anger spread to all sides through the sweat pores of the mine battle.
As he moved in a small area, every time he moved, he left a translucent shadow on the spot, one, two, three, four...
"Be careful, he is a high-level berserker, and the afterimage also has offensive power." In such an environment, after encountering a very rare high-level berserker, Chi Hanfeng lost his appetite for food. Fighting on flat ground, ordinary berserkers can
To deal with more than 5 two-handed sword warriors, and a high-level berserker with four levels of afterimages, one person can defeat more than 20 two-handed sword warriors. The berserkers are simply a nightmare in small-scale combat. Chi Hanfeng regretted it a little.
"The afterimage will be broken once attacked."
Amy's hands were covered in sweat when she saw this kind of afterimage attack for the first time. At this time, Amy only had two words in her mind: "Fight".
Amy swung her long sword in the air twice very quickly, and even the afterimage of the black blunt sword appeared in front of Amy.
"Sword afterimage?" The bar, which was already as cold as the weather outside, suddenly started to boil again. The berserker's afterimage attack, which only appears in legends, and the sword afterimage of the two-handed sword warrior appeared at the same time, and they used two-handed swords.
The warrior seems to be only 14 years old. Such a thing is enough to enter the chapter of the bard.
Amid the berserker's surprise, Amy strode forward, passed the afterimage of her own sword, and came to the berserker who was three meters away. The swords of both hands slashed left, middle, and right in an instant.
The sword left a black after-image of the sword. The Berserker already knew that Amy's strength was enough to compare with him. He used his battle ax with all his strength to create a lightning-like sword shadow. Four after-images also surrounded him at the same time, translucent.
The afterimage of the battle ax struck Amy from four angles.
The exclamation of "afterimage" disturbed the people in the Magicians Guild, Thieves Guild, and Mercenary Guild located in the three corners of the bar. More and more people poured out of the guild to watch this rare battle.
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An old magician with pale beard and hair walked out of the Magician's Guild. His long blue magic robe was riddled with holes. There was a magician-level sign on his chest, indicating that he was a man with unlimited magic.
The powerful magician.
When he saw the two people dueling on the battlefield clearly, his eyebrows knitted together and he murmured to himself: "Could it be him..."