Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

"Mr. Ryan, please come in, my mistress has been waiting for a long time!" The maid who led Ryan to the door of Mrs. Herester's study said respectfully, and once again bowed deeply to Ryan, Ryan said to her. Nodding slightly was considered a courtesy, and then walked in alone.

There are a total of two study rooms in Matriarch Herist’s palace, one of which is responsible for the management of the dark elves’ daily affairs. Very important things happen, otherwise Matriarch Herist will never step into it. She delegated these worldly powers to her maid corps to be responsible, and she didn't mind her other subordinates arbitrarily placing people in the maid corps.

The study that Ryan is now entering is the place where Mother Hurrest used to deal with private affairs. The protection around this study is by no means weaker than her own bedroom, even if her daughter Boyardinas hadn’t There is no right to enter with the permission of Matriarch Herist. Ryan's residence is located in a courtyard not far from here. It is quite convenient to come and go, not to worry about leakage and other troubles.

This is the fourth time Ryan has met with Madam Herest in three days. When we first met, Ryan just felt the unfathomable strength of Madam Herest, but as time went on, Ryan deeply felt the personality charm of the dark elf demi-god king, leaving behind the terrible pseudo-divine power of Matriarch Hurst, she was far above ordinary people in terms of knowledge, talents and experience. , If compared with this master mistress, Catherine, who had made Orlando and others heartbroken and regarded as the queen in the imperial capital, was completely a child.

When Ryan walked into the study, he saw Mother Herist sitting on a chair covered with soft fur, listening to reports from several subordinates. After seeing Ryan coming in, Lord Herist The mother stood up to show respect to him. Although Mother Hurst just stood there and did not come to greet him, she still made the subordinates around her tremble with fright, the demigod king Living in Zornemo’s palace for tens of thousands of years, it seems that, apart from the demi-god kings of the same realm, no strong man in the field has been so respected, even Aledia and Kris Especially such a capable subordinate, but only a slight nod.

Although she knew that Ms. Herester was probably trying to win over herself by doing this, Ryan was still very useful in her heart. The kindness from a demigod king, not everyone is qualified to get it, this only shows Ryan Already have the strength to become a good guest of the semi-god-level powerhouse.Ryan hurried forward and bowed slightly to salute to Mother Hurst, which was regarded as paying the respect of her standing up. Then he sat casually without waiting for the dark elf mistress to greet him. On the chair next to him, Ryan's action once again frightened the subordinates. They looked at Ryan with the eyes of the dead, and couldn't help but begin to mourn for him in their hearts.

Who knows that the hearts of these dark elf subordinates today are destined to be shocked, because not only did Ms. Hurst not blame Ryan, she pushed the pastry in front of her with a smile, and said, "I know you are in a hurry. Eat something, you will do it first, and wait for me to finish the matter here." And Ryan did not refuse, he directly took the plate with exquisite pastries, placed it in front of him, and then by the way Heris A round and smooth crystal bottle on the table in front of the mother-in-law took it over, and after a light sniff and found that it was clear water, she suddenly laughed.

The efficiency of the mother and mother of Herester is very fast. After a difficult experience, those dark elf subordinates can finally leave and don’t have to look at the next Ryan to make all kinds of rude measures. When only He is left in the study When Mistress Rest and Ryan were two, the former suddenly smiled at Ryan, who had eaten up all the pastries on the silver plate, and she said, "Ryan, do you know what I admire most about you?"

Before Ryan could answer, Ms. Hurst gave the answer: "What I value most is your free and straightforward character, your strength can be gradually improved, experience can be slowly increased, and no ability can be cultivated and trained. But this kind of character that despises authority is unique! You must know that any king is just the most inconspicuous little apprentice from the beginning. If he doesn't even have the courage to question authority, what qualifications does he have? Climbing to the pinnacle of strength in one step? No matter how strong it is, it is nothing more than a solemn fighter."

"Am I as good as you said?" Ryan put down the crystal glass bottle and couldn't help but said, "Your evaluation seems a bit too much. I actually just don't like the red tape."

"Haha, that's just your own opinion." Mother Hurst smiled and shook her head, and said to Ryan, "Does every king shout out that I will be crowned as a king since he was born? It's just a bard's trick to please the audience, or it's a far-fetched fabrication by those deliberately ingratiating subordinates. Let's not talk about how the newborn baby speaks, even if it is really going to do something, it is definitely not there to speak out. Not to mention that every king grows up step by step in a bloody battle, even if a true god is reincarnated and knows his own destiny well, knowing that he can become a god as long as he lives for 10,000 years. Think of a way to live through these ten thousand years first!"

Ryan was deeply impressed by what Matriarch Herist said, so he nodded desperately. He heard Matriarch Herist continue to say: "Speaking of which, there are only seven kings in the other world. To go from ordinary to legend to realm and demigod, 10,000 years is really not a long time. In fact, although the last dozen thousand years of war in the alien world have been extremely tragic, there has never been a demigod king, even Even the peak domain experts who have mastered some pseudo-divine power skills have never appeared. Ryan, do you know why this is?"

Of course it was impossible for Ryan to know. He was not a demigod and didn't understand the history of the alien world, so he just shook his head at Mister Herist.Mister Hurst obviously had long thought that Ryan would be such a reply, and she continued: "The gap between mortals and gods is by no means imaginable by ordinary people, but if it is only described in simple words, it is very The simple, that is the use of power. The gods who can use the power are the gods, and the mortals who can't do it are the same small mortals in the eyes of the true gods, whether it is a legend or a realm."

"Although I don’t know how Ryan, you have subverted the laws of the other world for hundreds of thousands of years, you have already mastered some of the use of pseudo-divine power in the legendary stage. You yourself even think that this is just a technique for use. It's no different from casting a fight, but you don't know that you have unknowingly crossed the gap between mortals and gods. Now the obstacles in front of you have collapsed. What is lacking is nothing more than long years of precipitation. That's it. I think you have already experienced the huge mana expended when the legendary promotion domain, I can only tell you this, if you still want to repeat the same tricks, even if you concentrate the power of the powers of all domains in the entire alien world, it is also Not enough for you to consume for a moment when you hit the demigod."

Seeing that Mister Herist had talked about the demigod, Ryan immediately sat upright. Such a secret can't be found by looking through historical books. Mister Herist had once been like this. If you can get her guidance, it will definitely have a multiplier effect.Seeing Ryan’s stern face, Mother Hurst couldn't help but smile, and Ryan realized from Ms. Hurst’s smile that he seemed to be a little gaffe, so he rubbed his nose in embarrassment. It's back to the previous free and easy look.

"Actually, it is difficult for you to get any useful experience from me, because strictly speaking I have six other existing kings, all of whom are losers." Mother Hurst said astonishingly: "Just take me Let me give you an example. From the time I stepped into the pinnacle and started to learn to use the pseudo-divine power, I have never stopped thinking and practicing the way of promotion. Unfortunately, I haven’t found that real path until today. Half-God, hey, so-called half God kings, in fact, are just a group of poor worms who can't be promoted. Mortals look at us high, why don't we look at the true gods like this?"

"Furthermore, why does Ryan need to listen to any experience from me?" Hurst paused and spoke again: "You have now learned to use pseudo-divine power, and you can use it to make artifacts. , In this case, Ryan, you only need to follow the path you have chosen, knowing that every god is unique!"

"Know that every god is unique!" The words of Mother Hurst woke up Ryan, his eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, and a surprise expression appeared on his face. A moment later Ryan Repeated this sentence silently, and then said to myself: "I went over the mountains to find a hatchet in order to chop wood, but I didn't expect it to be stuck on my belt all the time!"

After speaking of this, Ryan stood up and bowed deeply to the mother of Hirst. Ms. Hirst also stood up and paid a salute to Ryan. This movement surprised Ryan, but Matriarch Hurst’s voice immediately came into his ears: “You don’t need to care, the gift I paid you just now was only a few days earlier. Ryan, you have already stepped on a half-god. On the threshold of the realm, I believe that sooner or later, you will eventually be on an equal footing with us!"