Full-time insurance agent

"Praise the gods! Thank you for your generosity, Lord Caspar Rodney!"

Sometimes, the power of gold coins is great, especially for orphans and widows with meager income.

"Dale Barron is my husband. I originally thought he was dead! But Lord Cordo from the Underwriters Association told him that he was just missing."

".But I still got the insurance money later! Like you, Sir, Insuranceman Cordo is also a good person."

"Actually, Barron returned home the night before the riot. I was very scared! Because I had already spent part of the insurance money. But I was very happy to see my husband return. At least my children would live a better life. Some."

"But, woo woo."

What followed was what happened to Feifan. Dale Barron wanted to take out most of the remaining insurance money in his family, but Mrs. Dale wouldn't let him.

Mrs. Dalle, who knew her husband's character, hurriedly hid the child in the closet. Dalle-Barron got the gold coins and wanted to leave, but Mrs. Dalle held her legs and wouldn't let go.

The angry Darle Barron pushed her with a big hand, and Mrs. Darle fell straight to the floor.

"Are you sure you don't know what happened next? Mrs. Dahle, think about it carefully!" Caspar Rodney said in a gentle tone, watching Mrs. Dahle think deeply without urging her.

After dozens of seconds, Mrs. Dale, who was frowning in memory, spoke:

"Yes, I woke up and found a pool of blood on the floor that was still wet."

"Although I felt a little dizzy at the time, it must have been my own blood when my head was smashed."

"I was afraid of scaring the child, so I went to the bathroom to clean up. Praise God, when I rinsed the blood from my hair, I unexpectedly found that there was no trauma on my head."

Caspar Rodney's servants have confirmed this, as there are still traces of dried blood in the cracks of the old wooden floor in the bedroom.

"But my head was still a little dizzy. After settling the children and locking the door, I went to the rescue center set up by the Magic Guild."

The result is that I am very healthy.

Caspar Rodney listened to Mrs. Dahle's quiet statement, and pictures appeared in his mind.

Let's assume that the door of Darle Barron's house is not closed, and a priest or water magician passes by.

The priest or water magician is a person who hates evil. When he saw the scene in front of him, he took action to kill Darle Barron and saved Mrs. Darle.

This doesn't make sense. First of all, "Coffee" Barron in the sewer knew that if he died or was injured, it would be too late to move Coffee.

Or maybe Barron used the news about "coffee" to escape in order to survive.

Then the priest or water magician saw "Coffee" take action and kill the three Barrons.

So the assumption just now is that this person is a good person, but who said that if you hate evil as much as you hate it, you can't regard money as your life?

Then this person's combat power must be at a high level, and he can cast intermediate skills instantly, so that he can kill the three Barrons in an instant and keep the news about "Coffee".

Feifan: You are very beautiful. My guess was almost correct.

Caspar Rodney, who had already wasted half a day, was about to leave. When he was about to say goodbye, he saw Mrs. Dahle mumbling to herself.

"Yes, when I turned to leave, an elderly magician told the young magician who received me that this should be cured by some kind of water flow magic!"

He didn't run away. It seemed that his reasoning was completely reasonable.

After asking the servant on the side to check if there were any witnesses who saw the water magician near the Dalle house, Caspar Rodney left Mrs. Dalle farewell.

Common people across the continent have grown up hearing stories about the "Great Magician", so the magician's robes are easier for civilians to identify than the family crests of nobles.

At the Magic Academy a few blocks away, Fei Fei spent the entire afternoon preparing for the next day's training courses, and even declined Miss Nia's dinner invitation.

In fact, Fei Fei really misunderstood Miss Nia. He invited him to dinner because he really wanted to know about the current situation of Sister Sissel.

Although he and Lucy started fighting each other as soon as they met, they were really close friends.

Is it wrong to care about your good friends?

It's just that Feifan thinks too much and falls in love for a long time, and he is afraid that he will fall into it.

Dinner was served in the college cafeteria. After a few bites, I returned to my residence in the college and saw a small metal bird combing its copper-colored wings on the windowsill.

When he saw Fei Fei push through the door and come in, he flapped his wings and flew away.

"Vivian's Messenger"

After simply washing his hands and face, Fei Fei sat in front of the window and opened the letter.

The tone of the letter was as light as a friend's, and Miss Ruth introduced the situation on the first day of school.

"I didn't expect that I could really learn the swordsmanship from the palace elf great swordsman. In addition, Lucy has also obtained the junior alchemist badge of the Alchemy Society!"

Between the lines, you can feel the joy of meeting a famous teacher, and the joy of being happy for your sister's efforts.

At the end of the letter, he asked Fei Fei to ask Old Henry for information on several magic puppets.

I don't know if Lucy has the "Elven Ring" or if she has obtained special equipment that can condense magic power.

You don't have to have a natural heart to become a magician. Once a magician has no hope of advancing, he must either change careers or stay at the current level for the rest of his life.

It's easy to say that he is a high-level person, and he will be a guest wherever he goes. Low-level magicians cannot advance, and most of them will engage in other professions.

The magic puppet master is the first choice. As long as the materials for making the puppets are good, it is not impossible for low-level puppets to defeat high-level ones with high-level puppets.

It is very easy for an alchemist who is proficient in various puppet materials to become a puppet master.

Magicians in this world also need to meditate, including swordsmen and the like.

Whether it is thoughts or consciousness, Feifan is uniformly called "spiritual power".

The word spiritual power does not exist in this world.

I once asked Dean Leslie about the role of meditation. The dean of this magic school told Fei Fei that meditation is to channel the magic power existing in the body. The better you control it, the more magic power you can condense.

The amount of magic power in the body is an empty concept, and one cannot look inside. But every time after releasing a magic skill, if you release other skills again, you can feel that you can probably release it a few more times.

This is the wonderful use of mental power. A magician with strong mental power can control his skills more perfectly.

Spend the least amount of magic power to unleash the maximum skill.

Therefore, people with low mental power do not have much high magic power in their bodies. If you have the powerful all-attribute magic crystal "Elf Tears" and learned the "Forbidden Curse", your mental power will be relatively low.

Then try releasing the "forbidden curse". The magic power in your body will be disordered in minutes, and your whole body will explode and die.

Now the extraordinary table is filled with various elementary magic skill books.

Once upon a time, when he had mastered the "Fireball Technique" and successfully advanced to the "Big Fire Ball", he would just take the elementary and intermediate skill books of various departments and brush them up.

"Hey, apart from the fireball technique, other basic fire skills have no response when slapped on the face. This shouldn't happen!"

Every time I light a cigarette, there is a "fireball" the size of a flame. If I have learned the "big fireball" because I have used the skill a lot and it is more compatible with the fire element.

Then it makes no sense that you can learn at the intermediate level but not at the elementary level!

Holding a pile of elementary skill books, Feifan hopes to receive inspiration from the goddess of nature in his dream.