Arcane Lord

Seeing his teammates look like this, Alger couldn’t help but sighed slightly: “Hey…well, you can try to get closer, but you must make sure that you don’t play tricks. , Otherwise don’t blame me for being impolite!”

“Of course! Of course my dear leader! I swear to the gods I believe in!” After Alger’s permission, Bill danced happily, no He agreed with the slightest hesitation. After a few more minutes, he fell asleep groggy with dreams.

“Oh… my God… you shouldn’t agree to this guy, his desire for magic has been cultivation deviation, and if this continues, sooner or later, he will cause a mess.” Alexia patted Groaned his head.

“Because of this, I want him to give up! Bill must have a clear understanding of himself. Maybe he is very smart for an ordinary person, but he is nothing compared to a wizard. It’s late at night, take a good rest, I’ll watch the first night.” After talking about Alger’s patted girl’s shoulder, Alone stood silently beside the bonfire.

……

Nothing happened all night. In the morning of the 2nd day, Andre suddenly felt a scent penetrated his nostrils. He hadn’t eaten seriously for a long time and immediately opened his eyes. I immediately saw a pot of pheasant and mushroom soup stewed on the campfire. The attractive color made people want to have a bite.

Bill with ulterior motives hurriedly put down the spoon, stood up and greeted diligently: “Aha, Master, you are finally awake, this pot of soup will be ready soon, please wait a little more than ten minutes.”

“This is what you did? Besides, it is not necessary for my lord, just call the name.”

As Andre said, he got up from the rock and moved slightly. A stiff body. Last night was his best sleep during this time. Without Necromancer’s death threat, everything looked so beautiful. He even dreamed of being entangled with Selena.

“Of course, I happened to see a pheasant when I got up, so I shot it down with a flying knife, then went to the woods to pick some mushrooms, and then there was this pot of soup.” Bill With a smile on his face, he explained the origin of this pot of soup. He obviously wanted to get the boy’s attention, but unfortunately he failed.

After just being nodded, Andre ignored anyone, took out the spell book wrapped in winter wolf fur, and began to concentrate on preparing to remember the Arcane needed today.

Everyone only heard a deep chant, followed by the brilliant spell light on the top of the page, followed by one after another powerful force spinning in the air, pouring into his body little by little .

When Bill saw this scene, he burst out with a strong desire, and he wanted to rush to ask how to become a mage! How can we master powerful supernatural powers.

Preparing to spell lasted for a full hour, and did not stop until Andre actively ended the state of concentration. He originally thought that twenty minutes would be almost the same, but only halfway through the process did he discover that Level 2 Arcane took longer than expected.

When he closed the spell book and started, he suddenly found that everyone was waiting for his own meal, and immediately some sorry stalled his hands: “Sorry, the time I wasted is a bit long. I’m waiting.”

“No, it doesn’t matter, it’s our honor to see the power of Arcane at such a close distance.” Alger bowed deeply and said.

Andre noticed everyone’s awe of magic and couldn’t help but sighed secretly. He didn’t quite understand. These people were obviously not weak in combat effectiveness, and they could even persist for a long time surrounded by hundreds of goblins. Why did they hold such an attitude toward supernatural power?

According to the real life and death battle, he is absolutely not sure to kill this adventurous squad when both sides find each other at the same time.

Maybe it is the social system? Maybe it is a legacy of history?

Filled with questions, Andre took the wooden bowl and rusks that Bill handed over, and finally ate the first meal in the true sense in more than two months.

He feels that these questions of his are likely to be fully understood after entering the city and understanding the ideology of the entire society and the psychology of the people.

Delicious mushrooms, fresh and tender pheasants, although only a small amount of salt in the condiments, he eats a lot. Almost one third soup has the seemingly small belly, which attracts others Look frequently.

“Mr. Mage, how long have you not eaten decent food?” Alexia finally couldn’t bear his curiosity, blinked and asked.

“How long? I remember not quite clear. It may be two months or more. Anyway, the only thing I ate before was jerky, which is this.” Take out a large piece of black, hard meat.

No matter what you eat for more than two months, it will make you nauseous. Anyway, he never wants to touch these two distinct things in his life anymore. Fortunately, he brought out these two distinct things. Share with your companions.

Alexia took it and sniffed it lightly, his eyes lighted up immediately, and he took out the dagger he carried, cut a piece of force and put it in his mouth, and immediately exclaimed after chewing twice. “Oh my God! It’s so fragrant! What kind of meat is this?”

“hehe! Since it’s so delicious, give me a taste!” The big man who was not full, Charlie took the initiative to extend the hand begging.

“Give me a piece too!”

“Me too!”

……

After half a minute, everyone Holding a piece of jerky with keen interest pleasure and chewing, they all nodded and praised, saying that this is the most delicious jerky in my life.

But in Andre’s eyes, these guys can’t stand up and talk. After eating any single food for a few days, people will start to get bored, after a while, they will have nausea and vomiting, and finally may even get anorexia.

If he can, he really wants to let the other person try to eat for a month, when the time comes, to ensure that everyone sees the jerky and vomits constantly…

“Mr. Master, can you ask what kind of animal meat this jerky is made of?” Aleksia asked, licking his fingers, still thinking.

Andre laughed helplessly, raising the spell book in his hand and replied: “Like the white fluff on the cover of this book, it comes from a large canine in the north-the winter wolf.”

In fact, he also felt that this incident was a bit coincidental. In rushing away, he actually took the winter wolf meat that was not eaten after the first roast. After more than two months, it was not at all. It’s not broken, and I don’t know why it was dried out.

“Winter Wolf?” Alger’s face changed slightly, showing a very surprised expression. “If I remember correctly, this seems to be a magical beast from the north?”