Wizard Bloodline

Faced with the shouts of Old Wells, the newcomer ignored them.

The black-robed wizard following Old Wells and the other two laughed coldly when he saw someone coming.

"I didn't expect to be so lucky. I can collect all the gray-robed wizard scalps required for the task in one wave... It's really good."

Old Wells was so anxious when he heard this cold laugh that sweat broke out on his face.

He knew the strength of the newcomer's companions very well.

Although he was an intermediate wizard apprentice, he had completely risen to that level by taking drugs in just a few months.

In normal times, apart from studying runes, he was obsessed with body building and had never practiced any spells. He was too young and was far from reaching the age where he could perfectly transform his mental power into combat power.

Even if he reached that state, the black-robed wizard who had fought in conspiracy and blood was not something that wandering wizards like them who had no proper inheritance and no special training could deal with.

Maybe your strength was obviously one or two small realms higher than the other party, but you were easily killed in a fight.

In the invasion of the black wizard land that Old Wells experienced when he was young, he had seen too many similar examples.

"Go quickly, let Ronan take you away!"

Old Wells made up his mind, pushed Venisia and Cheryl beside him out, and turned around to meet the black-robed wizard behind him.

Cheryl's heart-wrenching cry sounded instantly, and Old Wells' heart trembled.

The next second, he was resolute, took a deep breath, and began to recite the spell quickly while enduring the injury.

However, before Old Wells could utter a few spell syllables, an inexplicable energy wave rose behind him.

The terrifying sound of breaking through the air came from far away.

Old Wells saw that the black-robed wizard who was originally looking at this side with a sneer on his face suddenly seemed to have seen a ghost, his face suddenly changed, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

At this time, something passed over the head of Old Wells quickly. The whistling wind blew up the robe on Old Wells like a sail, and his white hair fluttered.

"Boom!"

A huge, dark blue and almost black energy ball quickly hit the fleeing black robe, blasting out visible energy aftermath. The surrounding grass and trees were all shaking, and leaves were falling down.

"Shua——"

A figure quickly ran past Old Wells, and ran to the deep pit where the black-robed wizard disappeared quite skillfully. He searched among the debris on the ground for a while, picked up a few things and quickly stuffed them into his arms.

After doing all this, the man walked towards them.

He walked in front of them, looked at the three of them, and showed a relieved expression on his face, and then asked.

"Oh, by the way, where's Jacob? Isn't he with you?"

Old Wells stared blankly at the young, handsome, familiar yet strange face in front of him, and subconsciously opened his mouth...but couldn't say a word.

"I looked around but couldn't find him? He's not at home either."

Ronan frowned slightly, and after a little consideration, he finally decided: "Forget it, leave him alone."

The forest is now full of dangers, with black robes and monsters appearing at the same time. He can't take others to take risks for a missing Jacob.

Looking up, the three people who had just been rescued by Old Wells were still staring at him with shocked and stunned eyes.

In fact, it was mainly Old Wells. Old Wells was the closest to him, and after he showed his strength, he was naturally the most shocked.

Ronan suspected that before this, in Old Wells's heart, he might still be the second-level apprentice, the fat boy who ran and exercised every day to get rid of the problem of energy particle erosion.

"Are you injured?!"

Ronan noticed the ugly face of Old Wells.

"I was hit by a spell."

Old Wells said, "It's okay, I won't die."

Ronan thought about it and leaned down, "Come, I'll carry you."

Old Wells hesitated for a moment, but finally lay on Ronan's back.

"Thank you, Ronan."

Ronan shook his head after hearing the old Wells's complex gratitude, and picked up the little Cheryl.

Since he became proficient in [Physical Training], his strength has been amazing. He doesn't know how it compares to a regular knight, but Ronan thinks it's quite exaggerated.

The weight of the old and the young is not a burden to him at all.

He took a few people and turned back in the direction they came from.

After running for a while, Ronan suddenly noticed that Venisia in the team didn't catch up.

When he ran back, Venisia seemed to be in a bad state.

Ronan reached out and pulled the hem of her robe, and saw that her ankle was swollen like a steamed bun, and he didn't know when it was twisted.

"Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?"

Ronan couldn't help but frown.

Venecia bit her lip, lowered her head and said nothing, like a child who made a mistake and was scolded.

"Forget it, you come up too! You are not the only one left."

Seeing her like this, Ronan couldn't say anything more, so he just stretched out his hand and picked up Venicia, holding her in his arms on the other side.

Venecia's shy resistance was like tickling to Ronan, but he was slightly surprised by another point.

Ronan found that Venicia's figure was actually quite attractive!

Usually covered by the loose and bulky wizard robe, it was really hard to see.

After running for a while with the three people in his sling, he felt that he was a distance away from the place where he encountered the black robe, and old Wells asked Ronan to put him down.

He meant that he hoped Ronan could save his energy.

In fact, Ronan felt that he was fine. He had been running for so long with three people and had only sweated a little. He had no problem fighting.

But Old Wells insisted, so he put the three people down.

After finding some medicine powder to heal their wounds at a nearby material storage point, and then using a one-handed sword to cut a few branches and walking sticks, the injured Old Wells and Venecia were finally able to move normally.

In fact, it was still a long way to get out of the forest, but at least they were away from the most dangerous area, and everyone felt much more relaxed.

Because of the experience of hugging just now, Ronan couldn't help but glance at Venecia subconsciously along the way.

Through secret observation, Ronan found that Venecia's facial features hidden under her thick flax hair seemed to be not bad, and even a little good-looking.

It's just that her skin is really too bad.

It's dark yellow and rough, without any luster, like a farmer who has been working all year round.

This defect greatly reduced Venecia's appearance.

"It's a pity for this figure, it could have been above 90 points."

Ronan secretly regretted in his heart.

Apart from her appearance, he actually had a good impression of the wizard girl Venicia.

At the funeral of the wizard Potter, Venicia sang to comfort the injured Cheryl, and her gentle maternal behavior left a deep impression on him.

Later, she and old Wells adopted Cheryl together, and it is said that she did not take anything left by Potter. She is definitely a girl with an extremely soft and kind heart.

Maybe she was just carried by Ronan for a while, or maybe Ronan's behavior of secretly looking at her was discovered.

Since taking the branch cane from Ronan, Venicia has been blushing and lowering her head, shy like a rabbit that allows people to play with it.

Just now, I didn't pay much attention to it because I was running all the way. When Ronan and his party slowed down, I realized how chaotic the tree house area was at this time.

Thanks to the silver alliance of my good brother Yidao, I will add another chapter