The Wizard World

"It is definitely not an ordinary person who can escape the sneak attack of the black scarf assassin. And I also smelled a mysterious breath." Another person whispered, he took off his helmet, revealing a pale blue face. His ears are like fish fins, his skin is light blue, and his eyes are white pupils. Obviously not human.

"You sea people are the most sensitive to mysterious auras. Since you said so, then the person that the snake of the sand forest provoked this time is..." The other person did not finish speaking, but there was a hint of fear in his tone and awe.

"It should be. I can still remember the smell I smelled when I was a child thirteen years ago." The man from the Sea tribe nodded affirmatively, his face serious, "It's best not to anger this lord... It's my suggestion."

"I will report to Lord City Guard."

"After so many years, the mysterious aura finally appeared again." The Sea Clan stood up, "Come on, there are still a few other points that need to be cleared, you take someone back to report."

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The dark place at the back of the house.

Angelet leaned against the wall, listening to the footsteps of the guards withdrawing, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"It's a little troublesome that there is still a race like the Sea Clan." He frowned slightly. "However, it seems that the city guards did not take drastic actions to kill those people. And from what the two said, they seem to be in awe of the wizard's power."

Gathering his thoughts, Angelet walked lightly along the alley, and quickly returned to the original shop following the route he had come from earlier.

The entrance of the alley was empty, there was no one there, and there were footprints on the ground where those gangsters left just now.

The two horses tied up had been taken away by unknown thieves, but fortunately, Angelet had all the important things with him.

Entering the store door, Angelet turned around, untied the bow, arrow, quiver, and the package from his body, put them in the store, locked the store door, and left the alley.

From those gangsters, he got a lot of change, and now the jerky and everything have been stolen, so he has to go to the street to buy some food.

Randomly found a pie shop nearby.

The glass door outside the pie shop was open, and there were quite a lot of customers coming in and out. The brass plaque outside reads: Dailin's Pie House.

Angelet put the hilt of the cross sword behind his back and strode in.

There are a row of white counters and seven or eight sets of tables and chairs in the shop. The environment is fairly clean and tidy. At the counter, two or three clerks were busy handing out wrapped finished pies to the customers in line.

The aroma of the pie meat and chopped green onion mixed with the oily aroma of pancakes permeated the air. Angelet took a deep breath, walked to an empty table and sat down.

The shop was not too crowded, a few little boys and girls were walking around to greet the customers.

As soon as Angelet sat down, a little girl came over and wiped her hands on her white apron. "My brother, what would you like to order?"

"What do you have here?"

"Our signature here is minced scallion pie, as well as sesame sweet bread, fried buns, and vegetable pie." The little girl announced the name of the dish in a crisp voice.

"I want a minced scallion pie. How much?" Angelet asked.

"Only two silver coins."

He took out two silver coins from the leather bag and put them on the hands held by the little girl.

After waiting for ten minutes, Angelet's pie was delivered.

On the golden-fried noodles, the finely minced meat and green shallots looked extraordinarily tender. Putting it on the table, a tangy mixed scorching aroma hits the face.

Angelet took out a piece with a knife and fork and put it in his mouth. The crispy skin, hot soft meat, diced meat and green onion are mixed together, which is chewy, fragrant but not greasy. The saltiness is just right too.

After eating a large piece of pie in a few bites, Angelet ordered another one, finished it quickly, and then got up full of satisfaction.

Go to the counter. At this time, the number of customers is much less. After the meal time, the flow of customers will naturally decrease.

"My guest, what do you need?" A clerk hurried over to ask.

"I need your store to deliver pies to me at a designated place every day. Money is not a problem. Can you?" Angelet asked.

"Of course, we have this service."

"In addition, I will be provided with a glass of milk and a juice drink for each meal."

Twenty minutes later.

After solving the problem of eating every day, Angelet left the pie shop and returned to his own shop.

Close the shop door and start the daily essential meditation.

Everything in the shop was emptied, and Angelet didn't care. He just sat down cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate. For him at the knight level, if it is not a particularly harsh environment, it will not have much impact.

He suspected that the black needle might be the problem of the wound infection last time. Otherwise, with his knight-level physical fitness, how could he get sick so easily? However, the chip does not have any information about the black needles, and there is no clue to the analysis out of thin air. He must start to use various material and substance experiments, and carry out a series of experiments such as pH, scorching heat treatment, freezing treatment, chemical reactions, etc., in order to get the black needles. first-hand data.

After meditating for about an hour, I re-modeled the stun technique and mental power I used before, and stored them in the chip. Angelet was about to get up and go out.

The store also needs to buy beds, living utensils, furniture, and some daily consumables, as well as clothes and boots that need to be replaced.

Fortunately, the aristocratic certificate on his body was not lost, otherwise Angelet would not be able to buy any clothes except gray.

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For the next ten days, Angelet stayed in the shop, except for eating, drinking and sleeping, and meditating every day. Occasionally go shopping in the surrounding blocks to buy some small things in life. Then come back quickly and learn a lot about the chip. In addition, he also started to study the secret method on the parchment scroll. A secret method that can make neither he nor the chip detect it is definitely a good thing.

With tired hands, he has completely mastered the basic version, and the advanced improvement of the chip also requires a large amount of mental power at one time, which is simply not something he can afford now. So it can only be done step by step.

Soon, this peaceful life was interrupted.

Boom boom boom.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door of the store.

Angelet was practicing his sword, wiped the sweat off his face, and walked over to open the door.

A ten-year-old girl with a ponytail was standing at the door holding a black metal food box. She was wearing a dirty white polka dot apron. He wears a white hair band on his head.

"Mr. Angelet, your pie has arrived." The little girl said slightly respectfully.

"Put it on the table." Angelet turned around and walked towards the backyard with the long sword in hand, ready to continue practicing basic sword skills.

The shop is connected to a small yard with a spacious backside and a well, which is more than enough for one person to move around.

An Ge listed the cross swords, cutting straight, slashing diagonally, and cutting horizontally. The three basic movements were repeated continuously, and because of the high speed, the blade of the sword made hissing sounds in the air, and the silver traces faintly connected into a triangle.

"You haven't left yet?" Angelet withdrew his sword suddenly, put it back into the scabbard around his waist with a clang, and turned to look at the entrance of the yard.

The little girl was poking her head out from the crack of the door, watching him practice sword with envy and longing. Seeing that Angelet found her peeping, the little girl's face turned pale.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!" She hurriedly stood up, bent down and kept saluting, "Master Angelet, I was only curious when I heard the voice..."

Angelet glanced at the little girl.

He looks ten years old, his height is considered normal, a little thin, and looks a little malnourished. These days, she is responsible for delivering his food. This little girl is very respectful and cautious every time. Is a very serious girl.

Angelet likes and appreciates serious people very much. If you can be serious about everything and anyone, you will be able to achieve good results in this world.

Looking at the little girl's fearful look. Angelet walked over slowly.

"Don't rush to apologize, I didn't blame you, you like swordsmanship very much?" he asked.

The little girl tensed up, stopped saluting, and nodded quickly.

"Yes my lord, I'm really just curious... Please forgive me!" She bent down fiercely.

Angelet looked at her indifferently. During this period of time, the secret method of the sand forest snake he studied finally made a breakthrough, so he is in a good mood today.

"You're lucky. I'm in a good mood today. What's your name?"

The little girl quickly replied: "Tia, my name is Tia."

"When you send things in the future, I will allow you to watch while I am practicing swordplay." Angelet could see Tia's envy and desire for swordsmanship. That obsessive expression was not formed once or twice, but she had this desire a long time ago.

He is not one of those hypocritical and boring nobles who hide even a little bit of basic sword skills training. For those who are sincere, he is not stingy to give others a chance to change their destiny.

An extremely surprised expression appeared on Tia's face, and she forgot to thank Angelet for a while, and just stayed where she was.

"Okay, pay attention to my movements." Angelet didn't take it seriously, walked back to the yard, and began to point out the precautions for Tia's basic training. Although these things are the most basic things, they are also summed up from countless people's personal training experience.

If there is a mistake, the movement is not standard, the posture is wrong, it is likely that in the near future, this mistake will be magnified into a fatal weakness. Moreover, it may also lead to dislocation and fracture of the wrist joint, and inaccurate posture and movement will bring huge joint burden to the trainer. Severe cases are likely to become disabled.

This world is different from the earth. All weapons are stronger than the earth. Whether it is a long sword or a bow and arrow, the materials used are much heavier and stronger, and their power is naturally greater.

After all, a person who can wield a fifty-pound sword cannot give him a twenty-pound cross sword. This can only limit the combat power. The result of this is that the burden of training is much heavier.