Abe the Wizard

Now that he has returned to the Holy Land, as usual these days, Abel has begun to train his knights, while Bathory watches quietly, seemingly with many doubts in his eyes.

“Master, are you the most powerful knight in the world?” When Abel stopped the sword in his hand, Bathory asked softly.

“No, I have a great knight on top of me, and there seems to be more!” Abel replied with some uncertainty that the higher world of the Holy Continent seemed to be cloaked with a veil that could not be seen clearly.

“Master, my husband is also a knight, but unlike the knight you have learned, although the knight inheritance of his family has been cut off, I still remember what the knight inherited in my mind, and I can write it down for you if you need it!” Bathory bowed, saying that now that she was tied to Abel, her idea now was to do everything she could to help her master grow stronger.

As Bartoli can see, her master is free to travel between the two worlds, and although she does not know whether the Holy Land is in danger, with her knowledge of the Dark World and Hell, and with her current strength, there are great risks in the Dark World, she hopes to be able to provide the help she can to strengthen her master.

“Thank you, Bathory, my knight heritage has come to an end and will be of great help to my knight practice if I can broaden my horizons!” Abel accepted Bartlett's offer, then took a space bag from him and found some things to put in and hand it to Bartlett, "he said.“ This is a space bag, you use it first, it contains what you currently need! ”

“Thank you, master!” Bathory took over the space bag, and through her mental strength she opened the space bag, a cubic space bag with ink and parchment paper in it, a copy of the Malton Minutes, and a note from the French Front.

“Your equipment will be waiting for a while. The holy continent is very sparsely equipped and much lower than the Dark World standard. I will be careful. Never mention the Dark World on the Holy Land, you are a stray witch!” Abel commanded.

“Master, I can use no equipment. I've been transformed by Hell's energy. Now I can only use the firewall spell without restriction!” Bathory said softly, fearing his master's disappointment.

Although the Countess is famous in the dark world, her true strength is only the lowest level of all dark gold boss, especially if she is equipped with full body fire resistance.

But Bathori did not know that on the Holy Continent, 'firewall’ spells were only available to intermediate wizards, and that unlimited use of ‘firewall’ spells meant that Bathori was using ‘firewall’ at no cost and without the need to consume magic.

“I'll find you some gear to increase ‘firewall’ damage and see if your 'firewall’ spell can be upgraded?” Abel knows the horrors of the ’firewall' spell, but Bartholi's firewall spell is very stable, and although the damage is still considerable for him, it does seem somewhat less powerful for higher wizards.

“Master, I feel like the ‘Firewall’ spell can be upgraded after getting rid of Hell's control, but it will take a lot of time and probably not too fast!” Bathory replied carefully.

“That's it, as long as it can be upgraded, it can be more powerful, it doesn't matter for longer!” Abel was happy to say that a 100 percent reassured wizard could do a lot for him.

Equipment that enhances‘ firewall 'spells is fine by finding equipment that adds‘ warm 'spells and‘ hellfire 'spells. Of course, it would be better if you were prepared to directly increase the' firewall ’level, but then the higher-level equipment is difficult for Abel to access right now.

Unfortunately, Bathory can no longer enter the dark world. Abel doesn't know how much the oak used to issue such a powerful power against the rules of the bloody wasteland, but he does know that that ability can never be used often. So Bathory is afraid that he won't be able to enter the dark world in the future. It would be nice to provide some help to Abel on the Holy Land.

“Bartoli, can you cook food?” Abel suddenly asked an important question.

Now there's more Bathory, and Bathory is completely out of control of Hell, without Hell's energy replenishment, and he's going to have to replenish it with food, and if it's all cooked by him, it's too bad.

“My lord, I have a noble education on how to cook food, just wondering if it suits your taste!” Bathory bowed down and replied.

“That's great!” Abel hastily took the whole set of ingredients out of the space bracelet and handed it to Bartholi, and went on to say, "It's just me, the black wind and the flames that need food, you just have to prepare our food! ”

“By the way, black wind!” As Abel slapped his head, thinking that the black wind was still in the space beast ring, he hurried it out.

“Feiyin, go get some food, cooked by Bartoli today!” Abel told Flying Flame that it was the fastest here, and because of it, there were no beasts nearby, so he had to go far to get some prey back.

Flying flames screamed softly, responded to the master, and then flew away.

“Baiyun!” Abel shouted to the sky, and a giant heavy sparrow flew down in the sky.

After landing, Baiyun greeted Abel intimately and sent his head to Abel, revealing his position on top of his head. Abel smiled and caressed his head gently with his hands.

“This is Baiyun, my partner, the son of the sky, who can stay in the sky forever!” Abel introduced Baiyun to Bathory.

“Hello, Baiyun!” Bathory greeted Baiyun softly, and Baiyun responded to her with a grunt.

“Baiyun, this is Bartoli, and he will be one of us!” Abel also introduced Bartoli very formally to Baiyun.

Bathory has already seen that Baiyun must have a very high place in the master's mind, and this introduction clarifies the position of Baiyun in the master's mind.

The lunch meal was a giant buffalo, Abel shared the reed of the buffalo with Bartlett, four legs were shared by the flames and the black wind, and the rest was not wasted, and was taken away by a white cloud that never picked a meal.

Bathory's cooking skills are not satisfactory, and Abel didn't ask for them. The cooking skills she learned tens of thousands of years ago are amazing to remember today, and Abel believes that with more practice in the future, her skills will improve.

What made Abel happier was that he had learned how to cook food with fire magic from Bathory. Although Bathory's 'fire’ magic was done with a cane with 'fire’ magic that Abe had raised, over 10,000 years of research, maybe no one else in the world has ever had a strong grasp of fire energy.

At the end of the meal, Abel yelled at Johnson, who was still collecting the stones: "Johnson, watch out! ”

Johnson shouted that he understood what the master meant, and that he had not stopped collecting the gems. Abel couldn't help but whisper: “What an honest guy! ”

Abel's praise was heard by the black wind, who gently overpowered him with his head and looked at him, seemingly waiting for him to praise him as well.

“The black wind is doing great today!” Abel is certainly not stingy with praise, and the black wind has followed him to the most dangerous places and has rescued him from danger on many occasions.

The black wind shook its head satisfactorily and made a raised position against the flame on one side. Immediately, the flame also ran to Abel with its short leg, carefully biting his armor with his teeth, a pair of praise won't let you go.

Abel couldn't help but photograph his own head. After connecting himself to his soul, he knew all about Flying Flame. Flying Flame can only be a half a teenager in a pseudo-dragon, and because he had no parents and lacked care, he still wanted to be loved like a child. And the black wind, though he was large in body, was younger than two years old and was still in his infancy, so he understood these behaviors.

“Flying flames, you are the most powerful dragon!” Abel's voice was sure to say.