Shaman from Afar

Burning thriving fireplace, roasted with meaty grills-The hall of Wimpar College is the college's "canteen" most of the time. After all, this is just a small castle, except for the only library In addition, it is difficult to find a second room that can accommodate dozens of people.

Although it has been here for a while, Loren is really eating for the first time here. Most of the time, I just find some brown bread that can crush my front teeth, or oatmeal with a throat. It's really a rare treat to be able to relax and enjoy a warm lunch.

There were three pieces of roasted and burnt bread on the dinner plate in front of me, and the baked apple on the side was still "squeaky" with syrup; the cooked spinach and the cut carrots were put together at the edge Sprinkle some salt and pepper; in the middle there is a bowl of gravy onions as a main course, simple but delicious.

You need to peel all these small onions clean, and then take out the prepared cinnamon, cloves, and parsley leaves to "dress up" them; then pour black pepper and wormwood leaves, and welcome them one by one Into the already boiling hot pot.

Then put the tender and smooth small diced meat into the pot slowly and slowly; then we will carefully serve them and slowly collect the juice, a pot of delicious and unusual gravy onion is completed ... When the small onions full of meat, delicate and fragrant, burst out in your mouth, you know that the tens of minutes of waiting are definitely worth it.

At least for Loren at the moment it is absolutely like this.

"In general, the mission this time is not as dangerous as you think-although they are blowing their gods as if there is really a curse. But in fact the whole thing is very boring, a few ghouls just messed up. If not The priest ’s nephew had something wrong, I guess it would probably not be noticed. "

While enjoying the food on the table, Loren smiled humorously at the corner of his mouth, and he casually told the whole trip of the ancient wood town-of course, the priest version: "To be honest, I am a little disappointed, even if it is A group of robbers should be more exciting than this. "

"Isn't security safe?" The little wizard sitting opposite him frowned, a little unhappy about Loren's indifferent appearance: "And what if it happened again last time? You can't It ’s going to be dangerous once, Loren. "

"And ... I always think you didn't tell the truth."

"How can you think so?" Loren's innocent expression was shocked. Even the priest Anthony believed himself after listening to it. How did this little friend with a lack of roots in his head find out: "We are friends!"

"But you have lied to me once." Ain's face suddenly turned black: "Are you really fooling me, just making me happy?"

"Absolutely not! Of course, I omitted some details, but since you want to listen to the full version ..."

So Loren recounted the entire priest's trip to the ancient wood town, but this time he added a little bit of oil and vinegar, and said the mystery of the process: the murder of the tavern, the murder of the rich eldest son, the incident of the abandoned tomb, the mysterious hut ... I don't know why, although the level of swordsmanship hasn't improved much, Loren has found that he's becoming more and more proficient in making nonsense.

With the "god unfolding" of the story in his mouth, the expression of the little wizard also kept changing, sometimes frowning, his eyes wide open, sometimes his fists clenched, and sometimes ...

"Then the whole thing is a few ghouls who came out of nowhere and made a lot of noise in Gumu Town, and finally you got rid of it?" This answer made Ain, who had heard the whole story, collapse a little.

"I told you, it's boring." Loren drank a thick soup, but recently it was getting more and more difficult to blind the little wizard.

"But I still think you're fooling me." Ein Rand pouted, a posture of distrust, her golden hair tips curled up.

Loren was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, there are some things that I almost forgot, if you didn't mention it."

Said that from the inner pocket of his clothes, he handed the two rolls of parchment manuscript retrieved from Draco to the little wizard in front of him. Some hesitating Ain also paused for a moment before slowly taking over.

"This, this is ..."

Although I just glanced at it briefly, but the dense runes above and the insights on the Alchemy Mixture have already made Ain famous. This is no longer the level of an apprentice. It is definitely a true wizard-level knowledge. Only people can write something!

And I am afraid it is not an essay such as notes or experimental records, but a summary of the final results, the essence of half a lifetime of hard work, otherwise it is impossible to write two full rolls of parchment.

"This is what I found in the abandoned tomb. I glanced at it. I am afraid it was the funerary of an alchemist." Loren slowly swallowed the bread: "As for why no one knows, I guess Probably because 'can't see the light'. "

The words Loren said are half-true and half-false, but they also fit the facts—the wilderness wizard who is unwilling to be restrained by the nobles or the church is not without this land.

Naturally, before giving this gift to Ain, Loren had copied all of it to Dalton Kander. After all, it is always the result of half a lifetime of a wizard, and the academy cannot give up.

"This gift, I will cherish it." The solemn man collected the manuscript, and the little wizard looked at Loren with a vow: "One month, no, two weeks later, I will return it to you! "With that said, Ain's expression was somewhat reluctant.

"No need to give it back to me, this is for you." Loren smiled: "And the above content is basically about alchemy, my goal is a caster, this thing is basically useless to me. "

"But, but this is too precious!" The shoulder of the little wizard was shaking, and the pale blue eyes were rounded: "How can I accept such an important ..."

"So, for me, these things are basically irrelevant. I can't change the direction of the study because of a manuscript." Loren tempted me: "But you are different, your dream, say It may be possible to complete the manuscript of the owner of this manuscript, UU reads www.uukanshu.com and makes it really work, instead of eating ash in the grave and finally turning into a pile of waste paper. "

"For an alchemist who died in obscurity, wouldn't this make him die better?"

Ein Rand hesitated for a long time.

Nodded slowly, light blue eyes solemnly looked at Loren: "I will definitely, this manuscript will never be overshadowed by me here, I will let it carry forward!"

"And no matter when you think of it, you can take it from me, and I will keep it safe." Although it is a serious expression, the joy of the bottom of my heart can't be concealed. Ain, with a smile on his lips, turned his eyes to the side: "Where is your sword, where is that knight's sword?"

"I accidentally broke it, I'm afraid I have to send it to the blacksmith's shop." Loren explained a little embarrassedly: "Maybe I have to cast a new sword, otherwise this accident may be troublesome next time. . "

For Loren, this knight sword is not only a weapon, but also the only relic that Leonardo left to him. If he can, he does not intend to use it again in the future, so as not to be destroyed again.

"Well, if you just need a sword, there are actually many ways, you don't have to cast one." The little wizard suddenly said: "And not all weapons in this world have to use steel or copper. Come to cast, if you find the right way, other things will do. "

"What do you mean?"

"This is just a hypothesis, because I have never completed this experiment, but maybe it can be successful." Ain said with some excitement, but then his face became a bit tangled.

"The only trouble is that we may need the help of a **** ..."