mage's dating rules

Chapter 11 The Priest Tinker and the Spoon
Elizabeth: "Then let's go now! Wait for me to go home through the portal in the closet and get my spell-casting material bag..."

Malika stared at her seriously: "No, Your Highness, you can't go."

"Why? I also need to accumulate experience to prepare for the future!" Elizabeth stared at the drow elves, "If I really want to turn against my two brothers in the future, then I'd better accumulate some experience in using spells to defeat the enemy!"

Wang: "She's right. A novice often can't cast magic in actual combat, because she can't concentrate and will be attracted by the lights and swords."

Malika was silent, but seemed completely unfazed.

Elizabeth begged, "Marika, please."

Malika sighed. "Okay. But you'll wear chain mail, like this morning."

"The chain mail will affect my spellcasting!"

"I don't think it's necessary for you to cast the spell yourself. The outer clothes should also be changed. This dress is too conspicuous. I'll go back with you and help you change."

Elizabeth pouted, but the elf was completely unmoved, and after a moment she could only agree: "Okay."

After the two left through the portal in the cabinet, the catman looked at Wang: "You just said that novices would be distracted by swords and swords and be unable to cast spells?"

"Yes, my teacher said."

"So you're not a novice, right?" The cat man narrowed his eyes, staring at Wang meaningfully.

Wang: "My teacher taught me since I was a child that as a mage, I have to be indifferent before the mountain collapses. I think it should be because the teacher taught well."

Mark: "What kind of mountain is Mount Tarzan?"

"Who knows," Wang shrugged, "My teacher traveled to many planes back then, maybe it was a small mountain bag from a certain plane?"

The cat man was stunned: "An archmage who built his own mage tower in a private demiplane and once traveled in the multiverse, even if he meets Lancelot, the Lord of Life, he can make gestures, right?"

Wang raised his eyebrows: "I think with my teacher's character, I should play an exciting game of wizard cards with the Lord of Life."

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So, at about nine o'clock in the evening, the Master Apprentice King once again stood on the gallows square.

Wang: "I feel a lot more hostility than during the day."

Mark: "You came to the most dangerous area in Langdon City at night. Who knows how many crimes are happening in the darkness nearby."

"Your Highness," the catman said softly to the princess in the cloak, "Your breathing is a bit heavy. Take a deep breath and calm down. In fact, even in this hopeless area, you won't always be attacked."

Elizabeth took a deep breath obediently.

Wang stared at the curve that undulated greatly due to deep breathing.

Mark: "God, cover up, or our rogue's dagger will pierce your heart."

"Feel sorry."

After taking a few deep breaths, Elizabeth asked, "Shall we go to the tavern now?"

The noise in Papa Mouse's tavern can be heard standing in the middle of the square. It is the sound of the bard's music mixed with the loud noise of many people. On the other side of the square, it is another completely different kind of noise. The different voice came from the building with the Swan sign.

Wang: "...Do you want me to decide?"

The catman said softly, "You are the commander, aren't you?"

Wang: "Okay, let's go in."

As soon as the words fell, the door of Papa Mouse's tavern was suddenly opened, and two strong men came out carrying some kind of heavy object, and directly smashed the thing on the ground in front of the tavern.

When the thing fell to the ground, everyone heard a muffled groan.

Wang: "I don't have dark vision, so I can't see very clearly. Did you throw a bear goblin out?"

When the lump on the ground heard the word "bear goblin", it immediately roared: "Which bastard called me a goblin bear?"

Wang nodded: "Well, it really is a dwarf. My master said that the best way to anger a dwarf is to say that he is a goblin. If you want to further anger him, you have to say that he is as tall as a goblin."

The mage's words took effect immediately, the lump on the ground stood up cursing, and then said a word.

Wang: "He seems to say 'recall', I'm not sure, I only learned dwarf language to understand the inscriptions on some of the equipment."

After all, there were no spellbooks written in Dwarven, not even one.

The dwarf looked puzzled, and looked down at his bare arms.

At this time, Wang performed a trick and summoned a ball of light, so everyone without dark vision finally saw clearly that the dwarf only had a pair of big pants on his body, and all his solid muscles were exposed.

Wang narrowed his eyes: "It turns out that the dwarf's tight pants are like this, I have learned a lot."

The rest of the team turned to look at the mage.

Mark: "You should get a notebook and write it down."

Wang: "I will write this down when I write my memoir in the future."

While they were talking, the dwarf shouted the dwarf vocabulary several times, but it didn't help.He was getting angry when he suddenly remembered something and shouted in the common language: "Recall!"

After a flash of light, a fine steel full body armor appeared on his body, covering his strong muscles.

The dwarf muttered in the dwarf language: "Damn it, why did I use the common language as the starting word for the recall? It's impossible for other races to wear this Goba armor!"

Wang responded in broken dwarf language: "Maybe you also drank too much at that time."

Just as the dwarf was about to speak, the door of the tavern opened, and a group of hooligans rushed out: "Catch the dwarf just now! He fucking mortgaged a piece of armor that can be recalled!"

The hooligan leader stopped suddenly and looked at the short man, who was just within range of the tavern lights.

Shorty: "Oh, hey, hello."

The hooligan leader pointed at him and shouted, "Come on, strip him of his armor!"

The hooligan closest to the dwarf swooped down, crushing the solid target like a hitching post on the side of the road.

"Caris Newman's navel!" The dwarf roared, pushing a grown man up alive.

However, more hooligans rushed forward, and the dwarf was forced back to the ground.

The hooligan leader was still shouting: "Pick off his armor! Let him never dare to do this trick again!"

Beside Wang and the whole team watched all this.

Elizabeth: "Do you think we should give this dwarf a favor?"

Wang: "Why? He doesn't have to be a pastor..."

"But he may know the priest."

Wang snapped his fingers: "It makes sense, let's go!"

After the words fell, Gotrick the Barbarian roared: "Flame! Blood! Lokta!"

After the berserk, the barbarian rushed to the pile of hooligans, the giant ax in his hand was shining coldly.

The moment the ax was swung, Elizabeth, who was about to cast a spell, was stunned, and the half-spoken spell became "My God".Apparently flying all over the place with severed limbs was a bit too exciting for the princess.

And the mage... the mage was slinging.Apparently he was running out of spells left, and he didn't intend to lightly use up the remaining spells until he re-prepared spells tomorrow morning-except for the unlimited use of cantrips.

A small stone accurately hit the hooligan leader, but instead of knocking him out, it made him turn his head to look at this side.

"Somebody's meddling! One of them is a woman! Big! Come on guys, it's time to make some extra money!"

It looks like the rogues didn't notice that there were two spellcasters here in the confusion.

The princess tried to cast the spell again, but she tried too hard to touch the material, and the contents of the material bag spilled out.She could only squat down and pick up materials in a hurry. This action made her secondary sexual characteristics more prominent.

The king didn't look at the princess at all, and he cast the light spell again.

Hooligan leader: "Don't be afraid, it's just a juggler, come on!"

The next moment his throat was pierced by a throwing knife, and the drow emerged from the shadow of the light from the tavern door.

The people nearby yelled, "It's that drow! It's the princess' team! They have a super fierce new caster! Get out!"

Wang: "Yes! That's me! That super fierce spellcaster is here! I'm going to cast a spell! Avalon Kudaka (random spell)!"

The hooligans scattered, and some of them ran and shouted: "Wait, Drow! Don't think that you can't deal with you if you get close to Princess Tang!"

In a blink of an eye, the square was quiet, only the creaking sound of corpses floating in the wind could be heard on the gallows that was still standing.

Wang: "They actually said harsh words to Malika in the end. To be honest, it kind of hurt my self-esteem."

Elizabeth looked frustrated: "I'm hurting my self-esteem. Hold up the light spell, I'm picking up the spell-casting materials."

Only then did Wang realize what the princess was doing, and then his mouth opened into an O shape.

At this time, the dwarf's voice came from under the unlucky ones hacked to death by the barbarian: "Who are you to save me, I'm about to be crushed to death."

Marika: "Gotrick, move him out."

The barbarian who had just ended his berserk sat down, obviously unable to stand up without resting for a few minutes.

Mark: "Let me do it."

After a whimper, Mark dug the dwarf out.

"Caris Newman's horns! When you moved the corpse just now, my armor caught flesh!" The stocky guy stood up, and then stared angrily at the king, "Mage, I will never forget that you just called me a goblin bear! "

Wang: "I just misread it."

"It's useless to say more, I can't calm down this anger without beating you up, so let my favorite warhammer leave a piece on you..." The dwarf stopped suddenly, looked suspiciously at the spoon in his hand, "I must I was too drunk, and I actually saw my warhammer turned into a spoon for beating wine."

Wang: "No, I think it's a spoon for making wine."

(End of this chapter)