Abe the Wizard

Right finger again, another ‘fire bomb' spell, target again sounds.

“Five ignition system injuries. ”

Abel's 'Firebomb' spell has a minimum damage of 2 and a maximum damage of 5, but his pattern is provided by the skill tree on the Heradic block, the perfect ‘Firebomb’ spell pattern each time it is fired, and it now appears that this method can maximize the maximum power of the 'Firebomb’ spell.

In the magic tower, for security reasons, the town scroll cannot be used to send to Camp Rogue. To avoid wasting time, this is the best practice site. When Abel gets here, he never leaves again. Instead, he locks himself up in the magic lab and constantly uses the 'fire' spell. When the magic is empty, he meditates to restore his powers.

Abel discovered that a magic restoration in the Magic Tower by meditation lasted for 20 minutes, twice as long as Camp Loger, which was still the case with his little power.

At noon, Abel's ID card started ringing, and it was someone who wanted to access the call, and he picked up the ID card and said something.

“Little brother, come to the first floor and eat together.” Carlos' voice came from an identity card.

“Brother, I'll be right there.” Abel replied to Carlos and turned away from the spell lab, when he had just sent four consecutive 'flares’, and the power value was empty. He was going to go downstairs to eat when his meditation was restored, but now that Carlos had called, he also withstood the slight headache caused by the power vacuum.

When they reached the first floor of the Tower, Carlos and Camille were waiting for him at the Visitors', and they saw him come down, and Carlos stood up and pulled out a chair beside him and said, "Brother, sit here! ”

“This is a visitor's place. Is this where you eat?” Abraham had discovered that the ground floor of the Malton Magic Tower was very small and half the area was occupied by a huge battalion.

“We all eat here, and teachers change the other half of the area into a transmission line, which increases income but reduces our living quarters.” Camille complained.

“It's not bad, we have a free access to the transmission line once a month.” Carlos argued.

“That's a lot of gold to pay back.” Camille glanced across Carlos.

“Is this the transmission line?” Abel was curious to ask that the transfer station he saw in Camp Rogue was much smaller than this, and that the huge transmission formation in front of him was very complicated at first glance, rather than as simple as the transfer station in Camp Rogue.

“Yes, it is the only transmission formation in the Principality of Kameh, and the only transmission formation within nearly 5,000 miles.” Camille proudly introduced, seemingly forgetting what she had just complained about.

As several people spoke, a white light flashed on the transmission array, slowly disappeared, a wizard in a white robe appeared in the transmission array, saw three young apprentice wizards looking at him, politely slightly saluted them, reached out and took a card from the space bag between his waist, swayed in front of him, then the white wizard disappeared in the transmission array.

Abram stared at the scene and did not understand what was going on. He turned to look at the two brothers and sisters with a questioning look.

“This is someone borrowing our transmission array for the rotation array transmission.” Camille smiled and explained, "Our transmission array is a small transmission array, which can only pass through three people at a time, and the longest distance is 5,000 miles, and if you want to transmit further distances, you have to transfer multiple transmission arrays in succession. ”

“I envy these wizards, the cost of a single transmission is long enough for me to practice.” Carlos watched as the White Robe Wizard vanished and said.

“How much does a transmission cost?” Abel asked, he had just seen it, and the card was a magic gold card.

“One pass is ten plain magic stones, or 10,000 gold coins.” Carlos' eyes all seem to be in the shape of gold coins, "he said.

Abel can't help but think that when he sold a piece of ordinary magic stone in Harvest City for 300 gold coins, and the merchants made him 700 gold coins as soon as they turned around, it was too dark.

“Generally, wizards prefer to pay gold coins over magic stones, whereas our transmission lines must be driven by magic stones.” Camille went on to explain.

“Why didn't you put the transmission array outside the Magic Tower and say that for the safety of the Magic Tower, you wouldn't let non-Magic Tower wizards in?” Abel asked with some confusion.

“The bulk of the energy of the transfer array is provided by the magic tower, otherwise the use of magic stones alone cannot provide energy. For the safety of the magic tower, the teacher has strengthened the protective array method between the transmission array and the magic tower, and has set conditions that are not available to wizards above the intermediate level, maximizing the security of the magic tower.” Camille pointed to those giant metal railings outside the transmission array that were full of patterns, he said.

“It's not about making gold!” Carlos said softly.

“Be careful what your teacher hears, it will reduce your training resources.” Camille pretended to be harsh.

“I didn't say anything. Get ready for dinner.” Carlos waved hastily off topic.

Coming up, a man and a woman, two young apprentices in grey robes, put the tableware on one end of the food, and Abel gazed at the two apprentices.

“This is Paige and Joey, our wizard apprentices.” Carlos introduced when he saw Abel watching the two of them.

Two wizard apprentices heard Carlos introduce them and immediately saluted Abel: "Lord Abel, it is an honor to serve you. ”

“Should you, too, find a wizard apprentice to help you with general matters?” Camille turned and suggested to Abel.

“Wait a little longer, I'm going back to my city house every night to rest, only in the magic tower during the day.” Abel explained.

“My god, will the teacher do the same?” Carlos screamed somewhat skeptically, knowing that it was hard to take a vacation when he just wanted to go to Gamba City.

“Yes, the teacher is too kind to you.” Camille looked up and down at Abel and seemed to want to see something.

“Dinner!” Abel hurriedly picked up the knife and fork and said.

After eating Chinese food, everyone went back to their floors, and Abel continued practicing the ‘fire bomb' spell until the sky darkened.

Abel used his ID card to open the door of the Magic Tower and walk out of it.

“Lord Abel, did you stay at the Malton Magic Tower?” An exciting voice came.

Abel turned around, turning to Fat Fink, and had to smile: "Yes, I'm officially in the Malton Magic Tower. ”

“I envy you so much.” Fink's fat face was gloomy, "he continued.“ If you need anything, make sure you call me. ”

Abel's heart moves, and although he doesn't want a wizard apprentice now, he will always need an apprentice to help him manage his life. This Fink is smooth, but of good nature.

“Can you help me find a carriage? I want to go to Gomba City.” Abel asked with a smile.

“Lord Abel, no problem. I have a carriage nearby.” Fink's eyes lit up, and as long as Abel could ask for his help, then this was socializing, and that's how people at home started to get along.

Abel took the carriage back to the residence of Triumph Avenue, and Fink was very intelligent and did not ask for a ride with him, but only instructed the driver to drive carefully.

“Master, you're back!” As soon as Abel was in the carriage, the butler Ken appeared before him, bowing down to the courtesy.

“Ken, starting tomorrow, arrange a carriage every evening to pick me up at the Malton Magic Tower.” Abel said to Ken.

“Yes, master, congratulations, you stayed at the Malton Magic Tower.” Ken said with a smile on his face.

“Plus, I'll have ten days of food for me tomorrow, and I'll be useful. Start arranging dinner!” Abel walked into the mansion and said, without explaining the use of food for ten days.

“Yes, master.” Ken bowed down to make dinner arrangements.

“Brother Abel, have you become a full disciple of witches?” Laurent asked with anticipation.

“Yes, I became a disciple of the Morton Intermediate Wizard.” Abel answered with certainty.

Upon hearing Abel's answer, Lorraine's face was full of joy for Abel, saying: "Intermediate wizard, that's a very powerful wizard. ”

When Abel hears this, he moves in his heart, knowing how powerful he really is before he comes into contact with a wizard, and Lorraine seems to know a lot about a wizard.