Broad World

Half an hour later, a magic contract filled with harsh conditions was completed. Without any hesitation, Sarah Brightman directly cut her finger and signed her name on it. She is very clear that this is the only way to quickly gain power, and for a mage, nothing is more important than having a strong and reliable backstage.

After all, neither the magic scroll nor the rare knowledge can be obtained easily. Henry also grew up under the protection of Tyrantyr at the beginning, and later cooperated with Kelben, and then he got what he is today by stealing and stealing. Of course, he didn't really worship under anyone. The former was recommended by the Chamber of Commerce, and the latter was a reward for risking his life and death.

After watching the magic contract being burned by the strange silver flames, Sarah Brightman knelt down on one knee, caressing her chest and lowered her head. "From this moment on, I am your disciple, whether from the body or the soul."

"From now on, I will be your mentor, and I will teach you the knowledge and mysteries of magic." Henry stretched out a finger as he spoke, and gently stroked the terrible scar on the female mage's face. When the fingertips passed by, the dark red dead flesh seemed to come back to life, rapidly growing and merging, and disappeared in just a few seconds.

"This... how is this possible?!!!" Sarah Brightman touched the side of her face that was as clean as ever, and yelled out of composure. This scar on her face was caused by a vicious magic dagger, and most spells and healing potions simply don't work, or they would have been cured long ago.

"Forgot to tell you, in addition to being a legendary mage, I am also a legendary druid. Healing this cursed wound is fairly easy. Remember. Nothing is impossible in this world. If you I found that I couldn’t do it. It must be that my strength is not enough, or I haven’t found the right method.”

Henry finished speaking and stretched out his left hand to lift the chin of his first disciple. He suddenly found that after the wounds on her face disappeared, Sarah Brightman seemed to be a different person compared to just now, especially the magic tattoos on her neck and forehead, which gave people a deep and strange beauty.

I have to say that the female mage in front of me is quite stylishly dressed. The silk gown with a stand collar and sleeveless set off the curvy figure. On both arms are snake-shaped hollow armguards made of mithril. Obviously, these are not decorations. Judging from the magic waves emanating from them, as long as the wearer gives an order, they will immediately come alive and attack the enemy.

She was wearing a pair of black leggings on her lower body, and a pair of calishan-specific slip-toe sandals under her feet showed an exotic style. Except that the blood-red color of the robe is a bit vulgar, you can go directly to the earth to participate in the fashion show. I really don't know what the red-robed mages thought at the beginning, they would choose such a bright color for their uniforms.

Sarah Brightman was trembling slightly all over, with an expression of disbelief on her face. Double legendary career, which is rare in the history of Faerun. Not to mention druids and mages. You must know that these two professions require a lot of time and energy to research, and it is quite difficult for one of them to step into the legendary field.

She couldn't imagine it at all. The handsome man in front of him actually possessed such power at the age of less than thirty years old. What will happen after the age of 40, 50, or 100? Perhaps the pattern of the whole world will change unexpectedly.

Even in Searle, the country of mages, such a talented and amazing figure as the chief of the eight major factions became a legendary mage after the age of one hundred. Among them, Szastan, who is like the necromancer faction, even transformed himself into a lich and survived. More than two hundred years. This shows how difficult it is to become a legendary spellcaster.

Seeing Sarah Brightman's eyes mixed with shock, admiration, fear, longing and other emotions, Henry just smiled faintly. He knew very well that perhaps he was not inferior to those veteran legendary mages in terms of combat effectiveness, but he was far behind in terms of knowledge and understanding of the nature of the world.

There is no way, this is the price of rapidly increasing strength. After all, he had been promoted from level 13 to over 30 in just a few months. Apart from fighting, fighting and fighting, he had no time to do other things at all, let alone conduct any decent research. It can be said that magic has been used more than wisdom recently, because the accumulation of knowledge has somewhat lagged behind.

"Since you are already my disciple, you should study these books first." Henry said as he took out a previous note from the dimension bag.

Most of the above records are some alchemy techniques, part of which is a summary of Hailast's notes, and the other part is from his own creation. In addition, there are three or five improved first-level and second-level magic. Although he has already signed a harsh magic contract, in a short period of time, he does not plan to teach too many things unique to him.

After flipping through a few pages of notes quickly, Sarah Brightman's eyes lit up, and then carefully put it close to her body. She obviously saw the extraordinaryness of this notebook. The manufacturing methods of hundreds of magic items and potions alone are worth a lot, not to mention the improved magic.

Just when Henry was about to say something, there was a sudden wave of magic in the basement, and only a few seconds later, a man in a black robe and a hood walked out from the portal. Only two hazy eyes were exposed on his entire face, and the rest of his face, including his hands, was tightly wrapped, and he even wore a special metal neck guard around his neck.

As soon as this person appeared, he let out a deep laugh, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze. He only glanced at Sarah Brightman, then ignored it, and focused all his attention on Henry. After observing carefully for a while, he slowly said: "It's incredible, legendary mage and legendary druid, I believe few people will believe it if I tell it."

"Can I take this as a compliment? Your Excellency Manson!" Henry bowed slightly while speaking, and at the same time signaled Sarah Brightman to leave immediately with his eyes. He recognized the leader of the Zhentarim Society at a glance, and he really didn't expect that the other party came in such a short time.

Mansong ignored the departing female mage, but narrowed his eyes like twin dead fish. "Praise? No, no, this is an exclamation. I can feel that your current spellcasting level is definitely much higher than mine. According to the information provided by the dark intelligence network, at the beginning of this year, your mage level was only thirteen , I have improved so much in less than a year, can you share your experience?"

Henry smiled and shook his head. "Sorry, this is a little personal secret, and I don't plan to share it with anyone. But I can reveal one thing, this is directly related to the vacant throne of the God of Slaughter."

"That's really a pity. I have to say that you are really hard to find. I have been doing spell positioning for several days before I found this place. Tell me, what's the point of letting Dahn speak?" Unceremoniously found a chair and sat down, quietly waiting for the answer. After he got the news, he repeated dozens of divinations. If it wasn't for his own safety, he wouldn't have appeared here for no reason.

"Hehe, Your Excellency Mansong, this is not the attitude you should have when negotiating. Yes, I do have this piece of information in my hands. Someone is planning to launch an assassination against you in the near future. But before you say his name, I hope to get some compensation." Henry also sat down unhurriedly, with a faint smile on his face. He will not send this news out for nothing, at least he has to make some conditions.

Mansong sneered and asked, "How do I know how much this news is worth? What if you're lying?"

"Please don't insult our IQ. I believe you should have done divination before coming here, so make an offer. As the first cooperation, I can give you a 50% discount." Henry replied very casually, even with some frivolous. He knew that the more confident he was, the higher the asking price would be.

"It seems reasonable, but as a seller, you should be the first to quote." Mansong took the ball back very easily. He knew that the price of this information would not be too low, so he had better not speak up first just to be on the safe side.

Henry shrugged indifferently. "In that case, I'm not going to be polite. I heard that the current owner of the Dark Fort is your former student, Ximanmeng. If possible, can you ask him to give up that place?"

Hearing the asking price of this kind of lion, Mansong immediately laughed loudly: "Hahahahahaha! It's really interesting. I really want to know why you dare to make such a request."

"Why? It's a very interesting question. If it's just because I can save your life, is my own spellcasting level enough?" Henry unabashedly released his huge magic power and natural power, and the room The inside was once again filled with the power of primitive magic, and at the same time the plants in the corners began to grow wildly. After just a few seconds, the entire basement was covered with vines and fungi.

Mansong did not show the slightest panic like the others, but smiled and clapped his hands. "Hahahaha, very powerful, at least much stronger than me, but this is not a reason for exorbitant prices."

"On the contrary, I think this information is definitely worth the price. If you don't know the name of the assassin, I can guarantee that he will successfully complete this operation." Henry restrained his strength and said calmly.

"Well, I swear in the name of the magic net, if this person really has such abilities, I will let Xi Manmeng give up the Dark Fort." Mansong proposed a compromise plan. Although in addition to the normal magic net, you can also use the shadow magic net, but this kind of punishment is still enough for most mages to die.

Henry smiled, and directly used magic tricks to write a name in the air: Fuzuol Cherbury.

Mansong couldn't keep calm after seeing it, and stood up excitedly, because it was so familiar. This is his most important partner in the Zhentarim, as well as a competitor. There is no doubt that if this guy is really planning, then there must be a very high probability of success. (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!