Abe the Wizard

The Wizards Guild Branch of the Principality of Keene, few people dare to use spells here, but today formal wizards feel a strong fluctuation of spells, as experienced official wizards already know it is a fluctuation of spells brought about by 'instant movement' spells.

In the lobby of the Wizards Guild, a white light flashed through, and Morton Wizards and Abel appeared in the lobby, and all the wizards around them rioted, which was a provocation to the Wizards Guild.

Less than two seconds after the appearance of Morton Wizards and Abel, five white lights flashed, and five junior wizards in red using the Falun Front stood in five positions surrounding them.

“Whatever your status, your provocation today will be punished by the Wizard's Division," said one of the junior wizards in red. ”

The Malton Wizard looked around and said, “Joneson, do you really want me to tell you something here? ”

Junior Wizards in Red have changed their face, and Joneson Wizards are extremely high-profile trial wizards sent here by the Wizards Guild headquarters, far from being within the reach of the Wizards Guild Division.

“Stand down!” The Joneson Wizard appeared in the hall, but his old face was a great surprise. He held the Morton Wizard in his arms and laughed, “I knew you'd be fine, no one could kill you, you were the immortal crow. ”

When the Morton Wizard heard the undead crow, he could not help but have some memories on his face, but instantly his face regained its serious expression.

“You're giving me a confession today!” The Malton wizard gently pushed the Joneson wizard away, "he said.

“This is no place to talk, let's go inside and talk!” The Joneson Wizard doesn't seem to want the people around him to know what's going on, he says to the Malton Wizard.

“Okay, let's go! ”

The Morton wizards sat on Abel, and the two disappeared in the white light with the Joneson wizards, leaving only five mutually silent red wizards in the lobby and a bunch of untrue wizards.

In a huge domed room, Joneson, Malton and Abel appeared almost simultaneously.

“Thank you for not saying anything in the lobby.” The Joneson Wizard said with gratitude.

“I am also a member of the Wizards Guild!” The Morton Wizard said in silence.

“The junior wizard who used the transit hub to transport you into the temporary transit formation has been captured, but committed suicide while in custody. ”

The Joneson Wizard turned back and took two bottles of medicine from the cabinet and gave it to the Malton Wizard.

The Morton Wizard didn't have the courtesy to take the medicine and throw it to Abel, and he said, "Abel, take a bottle of medicine topically, take a bottle of medicine internally, you first control the wound. ”

Abel took the medicine, it was two bottles of red medicine, although he didn't know what it was, but seeing Joneson's Wizard's identity in the Wizards Guild was very difficult, so he threw one directly into the space bag, leaving only one bottle open and began to apply wounds all over his body.

The Morton Wizard did not say much about the behavior of his disciples. He knew that his disciples should not be seriously injured in the body. Knowing that his disciples were an official knight, he knew his body very well.

The Morton Wizard turned his head and mocked the Joneson Wizard: "Do you believe in the suicide of low-level wizards in custody? ”

“I know something went wrong here at the Principality of Keene, and I'm investigating the identity of the person who attacked you today, you know?” The Joneson Wizard sighed and asked.

“See for yourself!” The Morton Wizard removed the bodies of two primary wizards from the space bag and threw them on the ground.

The Joneson Wizard squatted down and looked closely at the two bodies. He stood up shortly afterwards and said: "They are all recorded black wizards. The Wizard Guild Keen Branch has repeatedly failed to catch them. ”

“It would be strange if Keane could catch these two black wizards!” Once again, the Malton Wizard mocked.

“What do you know?” The Joneson Wizard asked seriously.

“Do you know who the wizard is?” The look on the face of the Malton Wizard is somewhat amusing.

“Who is it?” said Joneson Wizard in a hurry.

“Stone Wizard!” Morton Wizard said.

“How could it be him!” The Joneson Wizard mumbled a little faintly.

“If that's not enough, you'll be more interested in another body!” The Malton Wizard looked at the Joneson Wizard and said.

“Whose is it?” Joneson's witches were already in a bit of a state of disturbance, and the involvement of an intermediate witch in an attack on another intermediate witch was a very rare and significant event in the witch's division, and he heard of other bodies, which made him even more worried.

“Abel, give Joneson the body!” The Malton Wizard said to Abel, who was painting his side.

“Yes, sir.” Abel threw the corpse of the Orc sacrifice in the space bag on the ground.

“Is this the Werewolf Sacrifice Goss?” The Joneson Wizard removed the hood from the head of the body on the ground and shouted in dismay.

The Joneson Wizard turned around and looked at the Morton Wizard and said a little faintly: “Old man, you can come back alive under the ambush of an intermediate wizard, an intermediate sacrifice and two junior wizards, and brought back three bodies. Such a battle is amazing! ”

The Morton Wizard looked back at Abel, who was still painting, and said to the Joneson Wizard, "That's because I have a fool's disciple who can spell death to stop three wizards from attacking me. ”

The Joneson Wizard also turned to Abel's burns, all of them from fire spells, and turned to the Morton Wizard and said, "You have a good disciple, an enviable disciple! ”

Abe is enjoying herself very much at this time. The medicine given by the Joneson Wizard is very useful. After applying it, the wound is almost visible to the naked eye and begins to improve. Apart from the most serious wound, the other wound leaves only a slight red mark. I believe that in another day or two, all the wounds on the body will heal.

At this time, Abel felt sorry for the fact that there were too few of these drugs. If there were enough of them, combined with the synthesis of Heradic squares, it would certainly not be as effective as the 'cure' in the dark world.

It seems that pharmacology must learn later that the absence of ‘cures' in the dark world is a very dangerous thing. If he learns pharmacology before being able to synthesize drugs like 'potions', it will be even more perfect. Now his biggest problem in fighting in the bloody wasteland is the lack of potency, which makes the most powerful weapon spells of witches unsustainable.

On the other side, Morton Wizards are asking Joneson Wizards: "The Wizards Guild, the Duchy of Keene branch, will kill themselves, and the wanted black wizards will listen to Keene's most powerful wizards, and this most powerful wizard can still collaborate with the Orc Sacrifice to kill human wizards. What's wrong with the Wizards Guild today? Or was it the Wizard's Guild? ”

“I will definitely investigate this matter, not only to give you a confession, but also to the Wizard Branch," said Jonson Wizard. "This venom in the Principality of Keene must be eradicated. ”

“I have been in love with you for many years, I leave this matter to you, and if it is not handled properly, I will ask my teacher to do justice for me with a thick face!” The Morton Wizard said in silence.

“Don't worry, it won't bother his old man!” The Joneson Wizard looked amazed and said with certainty.

“I hope so!” Of course, a Morton wizard knows the background behind an intermediate wizard and can become an intermediate wizard. First of all, there must be a complete inheritance, and secondly, a huge resource. A complete inheritance can ensure that a wizard does not make a detour as he grows, and a huge resource can build an intermediate wizard, so there must be a strong background behind an intermediate wizard, just like himself.

“Kill the Black Wizard and Orc Sacrifice. I'll report it and transfer it directly to you!” The Joneson Wizard looked at the body on the ground and said.

“Pass me the work of the Dark Wizard. The work of the Orc's sacrifice belongs to my disciple Abel. Pass it on to him, for he deserves it!” The Morton Wizard said softly.