Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 244: Sheila

Despite her weakness, the young master knelt on her knees to carefully examine the newly peeled bear skin, which, despite being brushed several times by rainwater, was still wet with a faint, bloody smell. A dozen minutes later, the sorceress lifted up her lovely face and stared at Claude with her big eyes: "How did you do that? ”

“Easy,” Claude shrugged, shrugging away from those big eyes: "The spell, if I had my own hand, would at least come back tomorrow. ”

The young wizard nodded and did not ask what the spell was. She laid the bearskin on the floor, hoping to dry it by the heat of the fireplace.

Claude bent down and straightened her bear skin: "Do you want me to nitrate it for you? ”

The maiden wizard shook her head: "No, this bear skin can't be nitrated, nitrogen is useless to me. Dry first, wait for me to get better before I do it myself, this bear skin is the key to a spell for me. ”

“Dressed as a black bear?” Claude asked, “The first time I saw you, you were right next to the waterfall, and you were wearing that old bear skin, and it looked like a weird black bear. At that time, I still wondered how this black bear walked like this. I didn't expect you to be in there...”

Well, not to mention this is a bit better. When I mentioned this young sorceress, she blushed. She glanced at Claude with shame. That time she went to the big water pond to take a bath, and Claude showed it all to her.

“That's my plastic surgery. You think it's just a bear skin? The old bear skin is too worn, it's been 20 years, and using plastic surgery can't turn into a real big black bear. When my body is ready to paint this new bear skin on the Rufu Magic Array, then put it on and it will turn into a real big black bear...” The young wizard rebutted herself red-handedly.

“Plastics? Isn't that a metamorphosis?” Claude's heart says it can become a big black bear, is this Druid? “I used to read those novels, which said that those wicked magicians can become beasts of all kinds, it seems this should be the same kind of anatomy as you...”

“I heard from my mother that in the earliest days, the magician did not need the hide of a beast, but only some precious magic material, said to be change, should actually be change, in the eyes of the other person is a true beast, possesses the same skill and power as a beast, as well as fighting skills and ferocity. Later, the depletion of magic materials was unable to carry out such spells, but further improvements were needed to transform the deformation technique into plastic surgery, which required the complete fur of the beast. This is the only way to transform into a true beast in a short time...”

The sorceress explained, then remembered what Claude had just said: "Do you think the sorcerer is evil? ”

“It's not what I think, it's what people all over the continent think of magicians, it's what they say in books. Like you and me, we didn't do anything evil, but as long as we were discovered as magicians, we were both evil in their eyes. Claude replied with a smile," Actually, I personally think magic is just a weapon, and it's good in the hands of good people, because he doesn't harm people. And in the hands of the bad guys, that's a threat, and he'll use magic to do nothing wrong.

I learned magic to become a magician, first to be curious, and second to explore the mysteries of magic, without thinking about using magic to harm others. People don't offend me, I don't offend. I don't bother with magic, but I'm not afraid of it, which gives me an extra breath of confidence. The only fear is fear that the exposure of identity will involve one's family. But now that I'm in the army, no one will suspect me of being a magician.

You know, when I saw you, I remembered my sister Anna, who was only seventeen years old and a magician. When I discovered that she was as gifted with magic as I was, I told her the sorcerer's taboo, but she insisted on learning magic. Now that I've been away for almost three years, she's become a cyclical grammar who takes care of my mother and brother at home. So I didn't help you with any unspeakable purpose. I just remembered Anna, you are as strong as she is, living alone in the mountain forest with the black wind, and I admire you... ”

The Teenage Mage lowered her head somewhat embarrassingly: “Sorry, I was just beginning to think that you, like those people, wanted something from me...”

Claude laughed dumbly: "What makes me greedy? I don't have more spells. Life is so poor. At least I can't stand the days when I'm hiding in the woods eating coarse barley. The only thing I admire more is your big black wolf, who's very human and intelligent. ”

Hearing Claude mention his name, the Big Black Wolf looked up at Claude and jumped over to the Junior Mage to make a guardian appearance.

“When my mother found it in the wolf's nest, she had just been born before she opened her eyes and brought it to me for support. Later, after I became a circular magician, I opened it up with enlightenment and made it connect with my heart, which is why it was so smart...” The maiden magician touched the big black wolf's head and held it in her arms, making Claude envious.

“By the way, I don't know your name yet, so I guess it's time you introduced yourself?” Claude asked.

“Me, my name is Hilarty. Corvin Bellene, you, you can call me Sheila...” The young wizard's face turns red and her voice gets lighter and lighter...

“Well, I'll call you Sheila later.” Claude asked with satisfaction, "By the way, Sheila, did you learn your magic from your mother, where did your mother go? How can you live alone in the mountains? ”

Sheila's face suddenly grew from red to pale, and her face grew sad.

“Sorry, Sheila, it's my fault. I shouldn't have asked such a privacy question.” Claude slapped himself in a hurry to apologize.

“Nothing...” Sheila shook her head: “One summer, there came a magician with a hawk nose who should be old knowledge of my mother. He seemed to persuade my mother to come with him to a place called Nubicia and say that he had discovered a magical relic and was going to dig it. I also organized several people, most of whom were acquainted with my mother, who said that it was only six months back and forth. It is said that the magic relic is more than a thousand years old and that preservation of its integrity is unknown and should yield a great deal.

My mom finally moved on and decided to come with him. I was fourteen years old, I would take care of myself, and the black wind had grown. So my mom told me to stay here until she got back, six months at the most. But she hasn't come back since she left. It's been four years, and there's still no message. I don't know where to find her, I can only wait here... "

Claude shouted and his brain made up for it, which was most likely a sad story of treasure hunting.

“Don't you know the Nubian mainland? It is a barbaric place bigger than our Farea continent, but it is now mostly a colony of continental countries, and it is said to take more than twenty days to sail there best. Luckily you didn't go out looking for your mother, or I wouldn't have met you here.” Claude said.

“I, I don't want to go out and look, I just don't know how to look, I've lived here with my mom since I was a kid, except for my mom and the dark wind, I rarely talk to people, I don't know how to talk to people. Mama said that men are bad liars, and that people who have nothing to do with it have no peace of mind...”

Claude touched his nose. It was embarrassing. That was too straightforward.

The steps of the stairs rang and quickly reached outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

“Come in.“ Claude's happy he doesn't even know how to talk to Sheila anymore.

Mike opened the door and was shocked by the bear skin on the floor. But he immediately asked, "Sir, your pan bears are ready. Do you want to bring them up or come down? ”

Claude looked at the young wizard and said, "Sheila, would you like some? This is the bear you killed..."

“Then I'll have some, and some for the black wind.” Sheila nodded.

“Okay, I'll go down and get it for you.” Claude said.

Out the door, Mike asked curiously, "Sir, did she really kill such a big black bear? ”

“Sure, or I'll go somewhere to find a big black bear. With such heavy rain outside, the black bear should have come out to feed where she lived, destroyed her den, injured her and killed her, but she had the help of the big black wolf, and the big black wolf was injured.” Claude replied.

Downstairs, Claude spotted Marquette, two comms men and a big Grimes eating pan-fried bear platter. Marquette also had some drunk shock claude thumbs up: "Sir, you're a coward, you tricked another pretty chick into coming over here. ”

Claude's unhappy past punched him: “Bullshit, she's the hunter's daughter, lives on the hill, and I met her when I was up there playing. This time she was injured by a black bear attack. Her werewolf dog called me to rescue her. We were just friends...”

“Relationships start with friends...” Marc muttered, “Why can't I know beautiful women to be friends? It's not because you look white, women like white faces...”

“Eat your food and go back to the house.” Claude scolded.

Both the comms men and the big grammys were laughing at each other.

Claude made a plate, first a pan-fried bear chop for the young wizard, then a little wooden pot, and three for the big black wolf. The remaining three pieces, two for myself and one for Mike.

“By the way, sir, what about the two bags of bear meat?” McJackie asked.

“At night, you and Gemmy halogenated all this bear meat. First marinate with salt, honey, spices and salted bean sauce for two hours, then put it in a hot oil pan over the oil, then put it in a stew pan and cook it for an hour to dry, and tomorrow morning you can slice it into black bread slices to taste. It's not like you didn't do it with me, just like you did with the halogenated beef before, okay? ”

Claude ordered a little big grammy: “And you, Grammy, eat less, eat more bread if you're hungry, unlike the last thirty kilos of halogenated beef, you ate four or five kilos a night, taste fine, don't be the staple. ”

She went upstairs with a pan-fried bear and waited for Claude to finish her meal. “By the way, Sheila, there's a sack of bear bones in here. What are you going to do with it? It smells so bad in the room...”

The young wizard thought about it and said, "I need to get the bone marrow out of these bear bones, the main drug for trauma medication. But I don't have the strength right now, why don't you put this bag in a safe place and wait for me to get better...”

Claude dropped the plates he had already eaten and said, "Why don't I just take your bone marrow out so these bear bones don't bring in insect ants? ”

Dry, Claude laid a tarpaulin on the ground, and then found a big, wide mouth can. Nor hidden in the room, in front of the maiden magician, directly carried out the magic hand and precise control, easily broke a bear bone into two pieces, took out the bear marrow inside and put it in a large bottle. In less than half an hour, the bear bones of a bag of cannabis cloth were disposed of, adding nothing to the envy of the young wizard.

“This spell is really good to use, it's really convenient.” Sheila was almost drooling.

“The hand and precise control of spells, which were originally syntactic spells, were used by magicians hundreds of years ago to experiment with alchemy. I use these two spells to help me with my life, and now you know why I peel so fast. I tore it apart with my spell hand the last time I was wrapped around your rattan, and we could swap spells if you wanted. ”

“Will you trade spells with me?” Sheila's eyes lit up and then faded: “I only knew five spells. My mother took her magic book when she left. I didn't learn many spells in it, and she took a lot of magic objects. I am now a Second Ring magician, but there are only five basic spells in my ring. None of these five spells work well with both of you...”

Turns out your mother didn't go looking for treasure, she went to deliver treasure... Claude figured out one of the doubts that was hidden in her heart, which was that her magic was much better than Claude's, as you can see from the poisonous smoke traps that Sheila had set up in the Witch Forest. That's because she's already a second-round magician, and she's only eighteen years old, and from that point on, she's stronger and more talented than Claude's magical gift.

Unfortunately, she didn't have much of an attack spell, so no wonder Claude was surrounded by vines and had to use spears, like this rainy night and the close physical beating of the black bear that attacked her nest. There are no spells that can be used in battle. Of course, this can only be blamed on her mother, who went looking for treasure, taking the magic book away and never returning...

“Tell me, what are your five spells? Let me see if I can trade you...” Claude is now like a weird uncle with a lollipop to trick a little girl.