Mage Joan

"Great! In this way, we have two casters in our team!" Dick hugged Joan excitedly.

"Who is the other caster referring to?" Joan couldn't help asking.

"It's Weiss," Roger said in a low voice. "Our prince lizardman has 7 druid levels. He has promised my father to help the human side against his people in this war. ."

It is not difficult for Joan to think that Weiss made such a helpless decision in a dilemma. The crisis in Delin Township is due to Weiss. If he wants to gain the trust of the townspeople, he must show his position with practical actions. Under the current situation, it is his position to assist the residents of Delin Township to resist the invasion of the Lizardmen. The only option, but then he would have to fight his fellow countrymen, and he would even bear the infamy of the traitor.

"Except me and Weiss, who else did you recruit?" Joan asked Dick.

"And our old man, the dwarf blacksmith Tom, in fact, five of us are enough. There is no need to recruit more companions in order to gather people. If the strength is not good, the number can only be delayed." Dick said with confidence.

Roger was not as optimistic as his elder brother and asked Joan if there was a suitable person to recommend to join the team. Joan is the only friend in Delin who is the only brother and Tom. Where else can I recommend? But thinking about it, aren't Jamie and Gray also strong partners? Just say what you think.

"Of course, Jamie can join, as for Gray..." Roger's face was **** his face: "The image of the gray bag is too dazzling, and people who do not understand the insider may regard it as an enemy..."

"Come on! There is nowhere on the battlefield, who can still watch Gray's appearance? Moreover, even Lizard, the Wesman, can fight alongside us, and there is nothing suspicious about the gray bag beast!" Dick was not careful about his brother's excessive caution. .

"That being said, it's better to be careful." Roger's eyes lit up and he had an idea. "Let's go to Mr. Longfellow's leather shop and buy the biggest cloak. Gray puts on his cloak and tightens his face. It's strictly covered, and looks like a tall and strong man. I'll make up an identity like'Giant Adventurer from Port Leiden' for it, so that it won't cause doubt."

"You guys have a lot of ideas!" Dick smiled and punched his brother, turning his head to look at Joan. "How do you think Roger's approach is?"

Joan nodded in agreement, just about to answer, and behind him came the hearty laugh of the old dwarf.

"Children, are you talking so happy? Is there any good news?"

"Good morning, Mr. Flint."

Joan bowed to the old dwarf, and found that the Dingdall brothers were standing straight as if they had been immobilized. Mayor Jason Dindale.

"Good morning, Mr. Tindal." Joan bowed to the mayor.

"Good morning, Joanne, I heard Mr. Tell about you coming yesterday. When are you planning to go to Leiden?" Mayor Dingdall was gentle.

"I plan to wait for this crisis to end before considering the next trip." Jo Ann told the truth.

"Hope not to delay your journey, boy, you are the only mage in our town of Delin. I hope you can go to Leiden safely and study further. However, in the coming war, we also look forward to your magic Play a role that the sword cannot do."

"Mr. Mayor is overestimating me. Actually, I'm just a trivial low-level mage. I really can't afford your expectations." Joan felt that it seemed a bit hypocritical to say this, and he said it more directly, "Low-level Spells may not be able to play a huge role on the battlefield. Unfortunately, the number of spells I have is too small and the lethality is very limited. As for those spells with tactical or strategic value, unfortunately, I have not had the opportunity to contact."

"Are the tactics of tactical value you refer to those spells that can transform into a field of vines or cobwebs to entangle a large group of enemies, or summon a gust of wind to blow the enemy arrows?" Mayor Dingdall Asked with great interest.

"As you said, Mr. Dingdall, entanglement, cobweb, and wind-making spells are not high-level, but they can effectively limit a large number of enemies on the battlefield and bring great advantages to your companions. Unfortunately, I haven't learned any spell-like spells yet, and the spells I'm good at, such as'Magic Missiles', can really be worth more on the battlefield than a crossbow..."

Joan sighed. As a self-taught country mage, his biggest weakness is the lack of mentors and teaching materials. Without the guidance of a teacher, he can study on his own. What can he do without teaching materials? I can only try my best to collect spell scrolls and spell books, learn what you catch, and some are good, and there is still room for choice!

Because of the lack of systematic textbooks, Joan now seems to master many spells, but in fact he is seriously off-course. The spells he is good at, such as electric claws, burning hands, magic missiles, and the hands of advanced mages, are almost all affiliated with the school of plasticity. They are more aggressive and insufficient in tactics. Assisting companions, and in situations where hundreds or thousands of groups are fighting, the latter's value is far greater than fighting alone.

"I understand that." Mayor Dindol smiled slightly. "Joan, although I don't know much about spells, there are a few scrolls of spells in the house. Maybe I can help you fill in the spell types. Short board." He said that he took out a key and handed it to his eldest son Dick. He carefully told him, "Go to my study. The third row of bookshelves against the wall opposite the door is full of scrolls. You count from left to right. The fourth and sixth reels will be brought to Joan as soon as possible."

"Okay, Father!" Dick took the key, and the wind ran home.

Brother Roger looked at the back of his brother and turned his head to give Joan a wink.

Qiao An didn't understand what the second master of the mayor's family was playing. What the master of the mayor knew about his son, he gave Roger an angry look, "What do you want to do!"

"Cough cough, my father, this is the case. Joan and I have recently met a good friend. This person is tall and mighty, and he is very righteous. We learned that our town of Delin is being threatened by lizard gangsters. Out of noble friendship, he volunteered to help the town against the Lizardmen gangsters. I wonder if you and Mr. Flint would accept the enthusiasm of our friend."

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