Witch Alchemist

Roy had been thinking about Trides for a while, but he was weak and could only endure it temporarily.

Now that his adrenaline was ready and he heard about such a good opportunity, he acted decisively.

He found the task center and checked the task release situation.

"Apple orchard? That's a difficult task."

Hearing what Roy asked, the deacon apprentice kindly reminded him.

"You are not punished, you can choose a safer place."

"Thank you, but I still want to choose this one." Roy insisted.

"Well, let me take a look...

Tsk, your luck is really good. Yesterday, the tower increased the task reward for picking nightmare snake fruit to 6 magic stones per piece. No wonder you chose there."

"6 magic stones per piece?" Roy was slightly surprised when he heard it. He didn't really want to do the task, but the apprentice needed permission to leave the tower.

But seeing this situation, he really wanted to make a fortune by the way.

There are not many senior apprentices willing to go there now, and intermediate apprentices may be in danger of death, which is just right for me who holds the calming cattail water incense!

"Okay, this is the token for handing over to the guard. Take it well to prove your identity." The deacon apprentice said to him again after completing the formalities.

Roy took the token and found that there was a faint breath of magic in it.

When this magic was activated, a clear secret mark was transmitted from it.

"I hereby order you to pick... 20 pieces..."

Not long after, Roy came to the office on the first floor and paid to rent a dead warhorse for riding.

This kind of witch beast, which is similar to a puppet wolf, exudes a yin aura all over its body and has a kind of coldness that keeps strangers away. It is a special preferential benefit recently launched by the witch tower to encourage apprentices to accept tasks.

"It seems that I have benefited from the taboo experiment again..."

Roy suddenly had such an idea inexplicably, and his face looked a little strange.

...

The dead warhorse was tireless and ran for more than two hours in a row before taking him to the orchard.

Roy found a suitable place to dismount, and then he heard a frivolous voice coming over: "Hey, here comes an apprentice."

The speaker was a half-body gargoyle, who was squatting at the door in hibernation. When he found someone approaching, he immediately stood up.

"Are you the new guard? I'm here to pick fruit, this is my token."

Roy was surprised to find that its legs were long and graceful, but it seemed to be cut off from the navel a few inches, without an upper body.

This was an artificial life made by wizards. It might be a failed product eliminated from a laboratory and was sent here casually.

But the other party had no awareness of being a failed product, just running around naked.

It came to Roy and said in a flattering tone: "Brother, do you want my help?"

Roy frowned: "You don't have hands, how can I help?"

"But I have feet!" The gargoyle raised its right leg and did a split, showing its flexibility like a ballerina.

"It only takes 100 magic stones. If you are willing, please recharge with coins..."

Roy was stunned for a moment, then turned and left.

The gargoyle shouted, "Hey, don't leave..."

"I've got it wrong. This may not be a failed product. Maybe some bored wizard has a bad taste and made it into this shape!"

Roy went deep into the orchard and said in annoyance.

Alchemical life was originally created for various purposes.

Guards, mounts, scouts, war machines...

Of course, it also includes partners.

Because of years of loneliness or fighting, many wizards find it difficult to trust and accept others.

So they all pursue trustworthy artificial life or contract objects.

Before using expensive bionic materials, it is natural to practice with some half-living fossils.

But implanting this kind of money-making intelligence can definitely be called a bad taste.

Half an hour later, Roy picked a bag of nightmare snake fruits and displayed them in front of the enchanting human legs.

"20, no more, no less, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, he jumped on his horse and rode away.

"Brother, don't leave so soon, stay and chat..."

The enchanting legs turned around, as if looking into the distance, and stood still for a long time.

...

Roy came and went like the wind, but he did not rush back to the tower immediately, but came to a must-pass place in the middle, tied the undead warhorse in a remote place, and ambushed patiently.

Although this action was hasty, it was not necessarily hasty, because he had already considered all kinds of head-on confrontations with Trides and even Portning.

The conclusion is that everyone is a chicken pecking at each other, and it is not necessarily that who is afraid of whom.

No matter how much he predicts the enemy, he can't see the style of a strong man from Trides and Portning.

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one book, one bar!

Especially Trides, who is the same as Renien, Andov and others.

As long as he strikes first, he has a great chance of winning.

He lay in ambush for more than an hour. Two groups of people passed by on the way. They were other intermediate apprentices, not Triedes and others.

But Roy was not in a hurry, because according to his understanding, the apple orchard was the closest place among many mission locations.

He was sure that he would be able to get back earlier than Triedes and others, so as long as he was patient, he could keep up with them.

Sure enough, at dusk, the other party appeared in the field of view of the telescope.

Roy quietly touched the road next to him, and began to put on the cloak that was prepared in advance, covered with towels, and moved.

Nympho

"It's really big this time!

It actually told us to deal with the wolves that were restless due to the influence of the land ... "

"I have finally used the treatment agents to save!"

"Me too, it took a few more bottles of elemental potions!"

"well……"

Several people were deadly and rushed back.

If the task is easy to do and the reward is high, it is not called punishment, but it is considered a benefit.

They didn't have to choose. Now they are so embarrassed, just want to return to the tower quickly and take a good rest.

Trudez is also in it, secretly thinking about how to show more runes next to avoid punishment.

A mediocre apprentice like him, in fact, there is no way to get the magic stone. He can only continue the method of low -level apprentices, hug his old apprenticeship thighs, and help in the class.

"I have to think more about it."

Tridis couldn't help thinking of Roy, who had recently stared at.

"That kid seems to be a good craft, and he must make a lot of magic stones.

I have to find a way to encourage Bo Teinen to learn the chief, at least dozens of out. "

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, looking up at him.

The breeze strokes, with the coolness of the early spring.

The wooden bridge in front span the small river, and the water flows underneath.

A figure slowly walked on it, and the cloak swayed with the wind.

The man's face was blinded by a black noodle, only his eyes were exposed.

It was a pair of shiny eyes, and the dangerous red eyes emerged.