Abe the Wizard

A day later, the two dwarves of Golden Flying Ride had taken several rests in rotation and drank some rum.

After Baiyun flew through the rift mountain and before entering the bi-monthly forest, the dwarves discussed with Abel, and landed in this relatively safe place to hunt some prey and rest.

The place for the temporary rest is very beautiful. On one side, the mountain peaks are overlapped, covered with a layer of white snow like a sea of ​​white waves rolled up by the sea, and on the other side is an endless forest, lush, dense layers, surrounded by a stream. .

The six brothers of Burton and Golden Flying Rider took the initiative to undertake the hunting task. The hunting by the knight captain and Golden Flying Rider was absolutely overkill. Only a moment, three deer, two sheep, and a bison were hunted back.

The dwarves lit the bonfire, and Abel once again provided a bottle of wine for each person, which excited several dwarves to show their skills and roast enough meat.

Abel still doesn't feel hungry till now. He didn't eat the roasted meat that he handed over. Instead, he gave the dark wind that had been jealous. It seems that the effect of the "anti-hunger agent" he drank has not passed.

And Lorraine is sitting next to Abel. She rarely eats meat. Even if she only eats very light meat, it is impossible to import grilled meat.

"Loran, drink this!" Abel took out a bottle of "hunger suppressant" from the space bag and handed it to Lorraine.

"Brother Abel, this is a 'hunger killer'? Doesn't the color look right?" 'Hunger killer' is not a special potion. Of course, Lolland has seen it, but she has never seen such a milky one. ' Anti-hunger agent '.

However, Lorraine knew that Abel would never harm her. Although she was in doubt, she did not wait for Abel to answer, and opened the bottle cap to pour the 'anti-hunger agent' into her mouth.

"This is the first work I learned from you after alchemy. I tried it myself and it was a success!" Abel said proudly with a smile.

You need to know that although Abel used the synthesis function of Heraldik's cube, the premise is that he has successfully drawn the junior alchemist pattern in his mind and mastered the alchemist spell.

It seems that he has a talent for the profession of alchemist, and without epiphany or other special help, he easily learned the basic knowledge of alchemist, of course, he is a third-level wizard, and has extremely The strong spiritual power is also related to the teacher who has no reservations about Loran and dumps all the knowledge of the junior alchemist to him at one go.

Abel and Lolland didn't speak loudly, but Baiyun was so big on the back. Naturally, the other dwarves could hear it. The six brothers of Burton didn't know about alchemy, but the Kipling wizard and Ai The two dwarven sorcerers knew exactly what the alchemist was.

"Master Abel, are you a third-level wizard?" The Aitken wizard asked Abel.

"Yes, Wizard Aitken." Abel replied.

"I just heard you said that you are just beginning to learn alchemy, and you are also a third-level wizard and you are learning alchemy. The success rate of the one-tenth chance of both the wizard pattern and the alchemist pattern is also willing to fight. You It's admirable! "The wizard Aitken sighed slightly.

"Sorcerer Aitken, you mean that the wizard pattern and the alchemist pattern only have one-tenth chance to coexist, what would happen if they did not coexist?" Abel and Lorland glanced at each other and found that each was the first Hearing this, Abel asked.

"Do you really not know? If the wizard pattern and the alchemist pattern cannot co-exist, the two patterns will collide with each other, the wizard pattern will be destroyed, and the soul will be damaged!" The Aitken wizard was surprised He looked at Abel's seemingly unclear, explaining.

When Abel heard this, cold sweat flowed down, and no culture killed people. The wizard of Morton did not inherit the alchemy, so he did not talk to him about this.

When I thought that I seemed to draw the elementary alchemy pattern at that time, there was no difficulty. I just completed it step by step without any problems. Everything went smoothly. What is the reason?

Is it? Abel thought of the "soul potion", a potion made from the souls of **** creatures and synthesized from Heratik cubes. After drinking for a while, the main soul seemed to feel nothing, but the weak souls could already have After thinking briefly, it shows that the 'soul potion' is helpful to the soul. Perhaps it was the 'soul potion' that allowed him to go through the most difficult alchemist pattern drawing process.

But that's not right. Abel thought of the wizards who sell potions at the Wizarding Market in Carrall. How did they coexist with the two patterns?

"Wizard Aitken, I have seen some wizards who master alchemy. How did they deal with the coexistence of witch patterns and alchemist patterns?" Abe asked, puzzled.

"Human wizards should be treated in the same way as our dwarven wizards. Find an apprentice with wizard talent and start drawing alchemist patterns at the same time when he has just become a first-level apprentice wizard, so even if it fails, it will only The apprentice lost his chance to become an alchemist, and as long as he re-trained for a period of time, he could re-draw the wizard pattern to become a first-level apprentice wizard. "Wizard Aitken explained with a smile.

"Thank you Wizard Aitken for my confusion!" Abel bowed, thanking him.

The dwarves who just got Abel wine are very fond of this famous blacksmith master, the wizard Aitken knows everything, and endlessly carries out all the questions Abel asked. answer.

It was dark at this time, and Bernie came to Abel's side, sitting opposite him with one buttock, holding rum in his hand and saying to Abel, "Master Abel, drink your rum and let it later How can I drink other wine! "

Abel gave Bernie a glance. This is to knock on his rum. Although there are still a lot of rums, those rums are a gift from Master Robin who is about to visit Master Bensham. According to his ideas, the three barrels of rum were just right, and only one third of the barrel of rum was really left for him to drink and entertain his friends.

Seeing that Abel didn't pick him up, Bernie simply said, "Master Abel, sell me 10 bottles. I want to give my father a taste!"

Saying that Bernie took a two-fist black ore from the cup and threw it to Abel, then smiled and said, "I use this to exchange with you!"

Abel took the black ore and sank it in his hand. This is iron essence! Almost as soon as he got started, he called the name of the ore in his hand. Although he had never seen such an ore, he had previously trained the iron ore to a hundred rough rough, and later forged it to a hundred and thirty. The practice of roughcasting is to make an object closer to iron concentrate, which is the ultimate strongest way of existence of iron ore.

This kind of iron essence exists in nature, but most blacksmiths who have so few stocks will never see a piece of iron essence in their lives. Even a master blacksmith like Abel just heard Master Bensum introduce this kind of iron essence.

"Bony, you exchange iron with me, I'm afraid you will lose it!" Abe said to Bernie with a smile on the iron in his hand.

At this time, Abel was able to see that the identity of Bernie in the dwarven race was much more noble than his previous imagination, because such a large piece of iron ore could not be said to be difficult, it was said that Bernie had just removed Way, if Bernie does not have a piece of space equipment, how could he pull out such a large piece of ore from his arms!

"Master Abel is wrong. You didn't say anything bad when you provided me with rum for free!" Bernie said with a laugh when he saw Abel collecting the iron ore.

Abel carefully put the iron essence into the space bag. This iron essence can have time to build a better weapon. According to the size of this iron essence ore, a large sword is enough.

Taking ten bottles of rum out of the space bag again, Bernie didn't hide anything, and directly put them into the space items in his arms.

"By the way, I remember why I came!" Bernie, who had collected the rum, was about to leave, and suddenly patted his head.

Abel looked at Bernie silently, came to talk to him for so long, and made a deal, which was not the business, and he didn't remember it until he left.