Mystique:Demon Hunter

On Wednesday morning, Backlund had a rare sunny day.

After Gawain finished his breakfast, he moved a deck chair to the balcony.

He stretched out comfortably on the recliner, exuding an aura like salted fish.

Little Alsace lay lazily on his belly, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his four short legs moved from time to time, which seemed to indicate that he was not completely asleep yet.

"Hey, these leisurely days will become less and less in the future." Gawain sighed softly.

He was a little bored and played with Alsace's fluffy ears with his fingers to pass the time.

On Monday night, after Gawain prepared the flaming strike, he took this weapon to the Harvest Church.

He used this Flame Strike and had a period of discussion with Mr. Bishop.

As he expected, this discussion brought a little progress in Gawain's digestion.

Last night, Gawain went to Harvest Church again to find Mr. Bishop for a discussion.

But this time, the progress of digestion was greatly reduced, and it was almost difficult to feel it.

From this, Gawain guessed that after obtaining an extraordinary weapon or a magical item in the form of a weapon, the digestion progress brought about by the first battle would be slightly more obvious.

What you have to do after that is to hold this weapon for a long time, and use it to wear away the magic potion in your body bit by bit.

Because extraordinary weapons and magical items are precious and rare, most extraordinary people don't actually have a suitable weapon with them.

Therefore, this method of digesting magic potion should be the method adopted by most weapon masters, if they know how to play.

For this type of Extraordinary who is on the warrior path, the rules for playing a weapons master should be:

Focus on a certain extraordinary weapon or magical item in the form of a weapon, and in long-term use, you can use it to the extreme and reach the realm of a master.

However, for Gawain, who has the ability to create magical items, he has another choice.

That is, create different extraordinary weapons and use them to fight once, and then sell these extraordinary weapons to recycle funds.

In this way, although the digestion progress brought by each extraordinary weapon is not much, with the blessing of quantity, it is much better than the traditional way of playing.

Moreover, the expenses he needs will be greatly reduced, and he can even make a small profit.

Gawain also thought about recasting the extraordinary weapon to fix the bug, but unfortunately it failed.

Because different items formed from the same extraordinary properties are counted as the same item in a mystical sense.

"The problem now is how to sell Flame Strike to Klein." Gawain rubbed Alsace's little head and whispered to himself.

This dagger has been used by him and is ready for sale.

Judging from the attributes of Flame Strike, it is natural that Klein, who is about to be promoted to a magician, is more suitable to use this dagger.

Weapons like this that specialize in spells rather than close combat are called spell blades in World of Warcraft.

It just so happens that the original version of Azeroth's Flamestrike is also a magic blade, and it is also an artifact used by fire-specialized mages in the mage profession.

That's why Gawain gave it such a name.

At this moment, the bell hanging on the door downstairs suddenly made a tinkling sound.

This means that Gao Wen's old house, which has not been visited all year round, has welcomed its first visitor in this period of time.

Gawain reluctantly left the comfortable lounge chair and came downstairs.

He walked to the door and opened it, and saw Klein in casual clothes standing outside.

The customer is here... Such a thought flashed through Gawain's mind.

"Hey! Klein, you're here, come on, come in." Gawain stepped aside and welcomed Klein in.

After closing the door, Gawain took Klein to the living room.

"Did you arrive in Backlund today?" Gawain asked curiously.

He felt that it was not interesting for the two of them to just sit and chat, so he went to the kitchen and got two plates of food and drinks, and then took a bottle of red wine from the cabinet.

The bottle of wine I brought with me when I went to Tingen last time has been finished. This is a new bottle from the wine cellar.

He put the wine and vegetables on the table, and brought two pairs of chopsticks, intending to chat with Klein while they ate.

"No, I came here yesterday afternoon. Did you make these chopsticks yourself?" Klein took the chopsticks from Gawain and asked curiously.

He looked at the chopsticks in his hand, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Yes, I'm not used to using that knife and fork, but this is more comfortable to use." Gawain sat down and said.

He poured a glass of wine for both Klein and himself, and then asked:

"You just came yesterday to settle your brother and sister?"

Klein shook his head and said hesitantly:

"I, I haven't met them yet, because I haven't figured out how to explain my resurrection from the dead to them."

"Oh, then you came here with the two of them?" Gawain asked.

When he was in Tingen before, he saw Melissa's sad look at the funeral and made a suggestion to Benson:

Let them try to change their living environment, which may be better for Melissa.

Benson also accepted this suggestion and planned to leave Tingen to live in Backlund and let Melissa study at Backlund Technical College.

"Yes, I waited for them to get on the bus and then took the next train over," Klein said.

After his resurrection, he found a small hotel where registration was not required and stayed temporarily.

Because he was still a little worried about Benson and Melissa, he wanted to keep an eye on them secretly.

In the past few days, he had seen with his own eyes what kind of state his brother and sister were in after being greatly affected by his death.

Benson looks calm on the surface, but when he is alone, he falls into a trance from time to time.

But Melissa, who was supposed to be full of youthfulness like other girls of the same age, completely changed her appearance.

She became much more haggard, and she did not say a word on weekdays. She was as quiet and silent as a doll.

At that moment, Klein really wanted to go to them immediately, smile and say to them:

"Hi, Benson, Melissa, I'm back again. Everything before was just my colleagues playing pranks on you."

But, he can't.

He could only disguise himself and hide in an inconspicuous place, watching their sad faces.

It wasn't until he saw them boarding the steam train heading to Backlund that he took the next train and came here together.

Gawain took a sip of wine and glanced at Klein who fell silent.

He thought for a while, changed the subject and asked:

"By the way, Klein, do you want a weapon?"