Mage? Spell Engineer!

"So, many clues converged and pointed to one place." Humboldt tapped the charcoal circle on the map with his slender fingers: "Taking the giant tree as the target, we will move forward in a straight line. With the blessing of magic, it will take about four days at the fastest."

"You can wait until support arrives before setting off."

"No, I'm afraid we won't wait for much stronger assistance this time." Peterson poured cold water:

"Last year, the farms affiliated with the Magic Guild and the Imperial Council reported that pests and diseases on land and crops within the Empire were very serious, resulting in large-scale production losses. Most of the wizards in the Tower of Forest have devoted themselves to related research.

In order to complete the disease survey and sampling and formulate the prevention and control plan before the start of spring plowing in February, Senzhi Tower cannot allocate manpower, and now there are well-known people in the fields across the country. "

After saying that, he looked at Rorschach: "Where is the Tower of Stars?"

Was your Forest Tower originally the Academy of Agricultural Sciences? Rorschach's favorable impression of these sub-mages has greatly increased, but now he can only shrug his shoulders at Peterson's request:

"Unfortunately, it's still a holiday in the Holy Kingdom, and there aren't many people in the Tower of Stars. It will be at least a few days. Oh, it's exam week."

Do we really just have to wait?

"We will find out tomorrow whether there is support. Once there is support, we will leave tomorrow." Archmage Humboldt made the final decision.

In the evening, Rorschach asked Cavendish to make a copy of the star map over the Black Forest. Then, when he returned to his room, Rorschach used magic to depict the appearance of the giant tree as much as possible. He copied the core area of ​​the forest map and drew it against Meyerson's circle.

After writing the last letter describing tonight's situation, he unfolded his Message Scroll and put in all the above materials.

Infusion of magic. The scroll activated, and Rorschach watched as the magical aura engulfed the papers.

In the morning, everyone gathered under the guardian oak tree.

Small, small, small. The golden-hooked oak staff returned to its original shape and was held in the hands of the Archmage. He used the tip of his staff to draw two magic circles on the ground.

"Are you leaving?" The woman rushed out of the house, followed by the male owner: "Can you take me with you? Take me to the forest to find my son. The tree god must have brought me Albert! Take me to find him. he!"

"If nothing else happens, we will go to see the so-called 'Tree God'. If we see your child, we will naturally bring it back. However, if you don't take me with you, you will be a burden on the rest of the trip."

The magic power in the environment suddenly began to flow. One of the two outlined magic circles turned into a vortex that absorbed the magic power, emitting a blue light. Something broke out of the soil covered by the magic circuit, and a gray-white hole emerged. Little old man.

Landlord? Tu Xingsun? This was Rorschach's subconscious thought.

He, or rather it, is made of white clay extracted from the ground, shaped into a rickety old man with a long beard. He was still a little stiff at this time, staggered two steps, and then pulled out an extremely old oak crutch from the soil.

"Master Cobber." Everyone in the Forest Tower, including Humboldt, bowed respectfully to the old man.

Doppelgänger? Construct? Rorschach then bent down to greet the old man, while looking at him to see if the joints were ball-jointed.

"Huo Huo, are you little friend Luo Xia?" Master Copper (the clone) trembled and appeared in front of Luo Xia in a blink of an eye, stretching out his palms without human body temperature:

"Becoming an intermediate mage at a young age is a daunting prospect. But at least for now, even though I am a clone, this body is a little stronger than you."

The old kid's tone seemed a bit pretentious, but Luo Xia still held his hand and shook it.

There was only one magic circle left. Humboldt pointed at it with a wooden staff and injected golden-green light. As the magic circle was gradually activated, a tall shaman-like figure emerged from the ground. His face was that of Master Humboldt, but his temperament was completely different. :

He was wearing a large leather cloak with a wolf's head, exposing his strong muscles, and the staff in his hand was more like bone. Especially the indescribable sternness in his eyes reminded people of the giant white wolf under the moonlight last night.

Okay, I didn’t expect that there was so much material underneath Master Humboldt’s robe. Is it the result of exercising or cultivating the earth every day?

"My clone will be guarding the couple, and it is much safer to have Master Cobb traveling with us. Now we have made as much preparation as possible, let's set off."

The gray-white shaman clone walked to the door of the Orion hut: "You guys, go or stay, I'm by your side, don't be afraid of the beast tide."

Rorschach looked at Master Humboldt's slightly stiff, muscular avatar, and then at the muscular old man in front of the team, who was squeezing his apprentice's face thoughtfully.

Set off.

Leaving the last human stronghold is the real first step in exploring the forest.

The temperature difference between day and night in the morning caused a white mist. The fine droplets of water splashed on the face, making people shiver with coldness. It also smelled of vegetation, moss and earth.

The fog continues to refract the sunlight, causing more light to scatter into the woods, making the distance no longer a black hole but a vast expanse of white.

Archmage Humboldt took the lead as usual. With the archmage specializing in the natural system present, the primitive and undeveloped forest could not pose much hindrance to the team. He waved his hand, and the trees and shrubs immediately "understood" and thoughtfully twisted and plowed out of the way. , and only returned to normal after Rorschach and Mr. Cobber on the tail passed by. (With more mages, Peterson was assigned to the apprenticeship.)

Among them, the trunk of a tree that is particularly thick and must be very old will make a creaking sound in the trunk when it twists, just like the movement of a person with a weak waist.

The ponies and donkeys everyone rode were also moving quickly, traveling much faster than the previous road from Peima to the Hunter Village. Rorschach guessed that this was also due to the magic of the Forest Tower mage.

The name was correct, the forest was their home ground.

Cavendish didn't look at the road, he just turned over the textbook and let the donkey take him wherever he went. It is worth mentioning that there was no horse or donkey carrying the old man's clone, but he walked very fast and followed Rorschach without falling behind.

"Young man, do you have a favorite girl at this young age?"

No, how come your Bagua Jin has a sense of familiarity that spans the world, travels through time and space, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, and is universal to other worlds?

"Oh, but you have become a fourth-level mage so quickly. You must be a nerd who has no time for love."

Rorschach could only respond with a polite smile, and this was half right - the original person was like this, and he spent some time before college playing gang games with his brother.

The old man tortured Rorschach. He chatted awkwardly with Rorschach all morning until the pony under Rorschach snorted.

"Little friend Ma Zi said he is tired, let's take a rest." If you're not an old man, why are you talking? What do you mean by my Ma Zi?

As soon as Cobo spoke, the team immediately stopped and prepared to light a fire for cooking. The apprentice went to identify the surrounding grass layers to see if there was any suitable fodder for horses and donkeys that could be mixed into the feed.

"It's a pity that I can't eat in this body now." He tapped his stomach with the knuckles of his clay fingers and made a muffled sound: "It's all an advantage to you."

He did a funny dance, then leaned down and put his hands on the ground.

"It's a few months late, but fortunately it hasn't snowed yet." As he spoke, the old man got up and dug around in the humus soil under the tree roots. He really found some mushrooms that Rorschach couldn't name. He skillfully removed the mushrooms. Uproot it, break it off without opening the umbrella cover, shake it twice and then gather the soil back to restore it.

The craziest thing is that if there is only a little mycelium (this is the normal situation for fungi in winter), he will cast a spell to induce the growth of a few and then pick them away, never leaving them empty.

After a while, Copper had a handful of various mushrooms in his hand.

Rorschach noticed that there was a black feces-like mass of fungi in Copper's hand, which should be truffles. It is true that this is a black forest with many pine trees, and it is the collecting season, but I can only find it because the old man has X-ray technology!

Although Luo Xia didn't know the specific details of the [Ask Nature] spell, he was sure that the old man had a lock on it, and even the mushrooms around him had not escaped this spell.

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