mage's dating rules

Chapter 12 Dwarves are Stubborn as Rocks

The dwarf stared at the spoon for concentration, and cursed, "What about my warhammer?"

Drow gloated: "In this place, it is not easy to find lost items. Especially the reliable and sophisticated dwarven warhammer."

Wang: "I didn't prepare the object location technique today, so I'll help you look for it tomorrow?"

The dwarf glared at the mage: "How could you find it, you have never seen my war hammer! The positioning technique is to find the closest one of a type of item, how can you be sure that you found my war hammer? To find a specific item accurately Item, you need to know exactly what it looks like."

Wang turned his head and reported to Elizabeth: "We have found the dwarf priest."

Elizabeth looked puzzled: "What? How do you know he is a pastor?"

"A dwarf is so familiar with object positioning, there is only one possibility. He is a priest, and he can cast three-ring magic, which contains positioning." Wang said in a lecture tone, "Dwarves rarely become mages or dwarves Ruy rarely becomes a bard, and dwarves have warlocks, but they are rare because they are ugly."

"Hey! You bloody halfling!" the dwarf cursed angrily, waving the spoon in his hand while cursing, "Don't think I can't knock your head off with a wooden spoon!"

Wang: "Dwarves like to call other races shorter species, such as using halflings to call humans."

Elizabeth: "You know really carefully..."

"My teacher said that."

"That's not true!" the dwarf stomped his feet angrily. "When I get my hammer back, I'll make you look good, Mage!"

Wang: "Then you have to wait until tomorrow to re-prepare the object positioning technique."

The priest has to meditate every day. When meditating, he decides the magic spell to be cast today, and it cannot be changed until the next meditation.Priests of good gods meditate every morning or at noon, and priests of evil gods usually meditate at midnight.

Generally speaking, no priest will deliberately prepare an object location spell while meditating.

The dwarf muttered cursingly.

At this time Elizabeth suddenly said: "What if I give you a new warhammer?"

Wang: "You gave him a warhammer to open my head?"

"No, I mean, maybe he can join us in this way? There is no need to prepare a Locate Object spell tomorrow. How many rings does the priest's Locate Object spell have?"

"Three rings." Wang blurted out.

Elizabeth: "That's still quite precious. What equipment or spell-casting materials are needed?"

Wang looked surprised: "You don't know?"

"I am a warlock. I gain power from my bloodline, and I can only cast the spells that my bloodline gives me."

Wang asked curiously: "But your father hired a master sorcerer with six rings to teach you. What did he teach you?"

"In the beginning, he taught me how to sense bloodlines and gain power from bloodlines. After I mastered the method, he mainly taught me combat skills. Because we don't rely on knowledge to cast spells." Elizabeth said.

Wang: "Then he should teach you to identify spells..."

"Yes, he taught it, so I can recognize common spells through gestures and spells, but I don't know the ingredients for spells I can't use. I can't use them anyway, and it's pointless to know."

Wang: "But you can reverse the spell by observing the materials the enemy grabs."

Elizabeth was momentarily at a loss for words.

Then the dwarf said, "Hello?"

The two spellcasters in the heated discussion realized that they had left the priest alone for a while.

"All in all!" Elizabeth was a little embarrassed, but immediately controlled herself through good upbringing, "I will give you a warhammer as a deposit for hiring you."

"No no!" The dwarf shook his head repeatedly, "If I want to cooperate with this rude mage and endure the damn drow, a warhammer is not enough!"

Elizabeth immediately added: "A magic war hammer, cast from mithril."

The dwarf visibly hesitated.

Wang waved his hand: "It's useless, dwarves are very stubborn, we need to have a more convincing proposal."

Dwarf: "Huh? Uh, I...yes, we're as stubborn as rocks!"

As he spoke, he began to touch his beard. These well-manicured hairs were still neat and shiny even after going through such a shameful thing just now.

Elizabeth frowned and crossed her arms: "But... I think he was tempted just now..."

Wang: "That's a dwarf. It's synonymous with stubbornness. And it's a priest. Dwarves generally believe in Torag, and their gods are also very stubborn! The priest of Torag will not be bought by Mithril Warhammer."

Elizabeth: "That makes sense, what about the Adamantite Hammer?"

The dwarf's eyes went straight.

But Wang touched his chin and lowered his head. He didn't see it at all. He muttered: "I'm afraid it won't work. Material things are probably useless. The stubbornness of dwarves is beyond your imagination. It will take a long time to gain the trust of dwarves..."

"No!" The dwarf waved the spoon in his hand, "You bastard is really annoying! I am the priest of Kailin! The god of wine and art, as well as travel and commerce! As long as the price is right, I can also be appropriate, reduce A little stubbornness. Just appropriate! We dwarves are still as stubborn as a rock in general!"

Wang frowned: "What the hell, why would a dwarf believe in Kailin? He is the protector of bards, he is also the god of dance, and his priests are all masters of tap dancing!"

After all, the mage looked at the dwarf's stubby legs.

The others were a step behind the mage, but they all finally looked at the dwarf's legs.

The dwarf said angrily: "Caris Newman's belly button! You bastards! What's wrong with me being a dwarf? Can't dwarves tap dance? Watch it!"

As he said that, the dwarf threw the spoon in his hand to the ground, patted the one-piece iron plate on the front of the belly of the full-body armor, and jumped up in time.

Because he was wearing full body armor, when he danced, the various parts of the armor kept colliding, making a noise like a whole army of heavily armored knights marching.

Wang sighed in surprise: "This is a scene that my teacher has never seen before! I thought I would have to travel for three to five years before encountering wonders that my teacher has never seen! This is the taste of studying abroad!"

Mark frowned: "Pelican? The kind of water bird on the emblem of Shallow Water City?"

"No, it's a kind of medicinal material." The cat man said.

The mage was still mad: "A dwarf priest, tap dancing! This is a magical scene recorded in history!"

As soon as the words fell, the door of Papa Mouse's tavern opened again, and a strong mercenary came out, carefully observed the scene outside, and then turned around and shouted: "Don't worry, it's not the knights who came to surround us, it's a dwarf who is dancing !Damn it, he made a noise like a whole knight order!"

The next moment, a short halfling came out cursing: "Dwarves tap dance? Do you think I will believe it? Dwarves are... oh my god."

Wang observed the halfling and judged that he probably had a high status in the management sequence of the tavern.

Before he could say hello, the dwarf who was tap dancing fell down with a clatter, twitching on the ground: "I... God help! I have a cramp in my leg!"

The drow stepped forward and kicked the dwarf's leg first. The toe of the shoe was precisely inserted into the acupuncture point of his leg, relieving the cramps. Then the elf picked up the stocky dwarf with one hand and straightened it up.

"Damn drow! If I were the priest of Torag, you'd already have eaten two Burning Radiance!"

The drow smiled slightly: "Fortunately, you are not, otherwise you would have been a dead dwarf. It is said that a dwarf will slowly turn into stone after death. Our mage will definitely record this process with joy."

"What? I knew it!" The dwarf glared at the king, "I knew you were a damned evil mad mage!"

Wang: "No, I'm a mage, the normal kind."

When he said he was normal, his teammates except Elizabeth exchanged glances.

Elizabeth: "He is always very precise in casting spells, unlike a wild mage who would lose control."

The dwarf raised his eyebrows: "Oh, that's right... All in all, do you now believe that I am Kailin's pastor?"

"Obviously you are," Wang admired. "That dance is indeed a tap dance."

The dwarf asked again: "Then, as Kailin's priest, it's normal for me to give up a little stubbornness for the right price, right? Give me the Adamantite Hammer, and I'll join you!"

Everyone looked at each other, and Elizabeth nodded as a "funder": "Well, of course."

Wang: "Actually, I just wanted to prove that you are Pastor Kailin. You can show us your holy emblem. The priest's holy emblem cannot be faked. If it is not possible, you can guide positive energy once. At that time, your holy emblem It will shine, and that light will be as real as it is."

The dwarf was stunned, and then began to blow his beard: "Karin's belly button! You bastard definitely did it on purpose!"

Caris Newman is the protector of dwarves and goblins. Dwarves don't hate dwarves, but they hate goblins, so they use Caris Newman's navel or horns as curse words and catchphrases. At the moment, the dwarves are obviously mad and cursed directly. own god.

But Kailin is a casual god, so she shouldn't care about this.

Wang: "I thought you knew this and just liked to dance."

The dwarf's beard was blown up: "You...forget it. In short, as Kailin's priest, when the price is right, I can make some flexibility! This is the requirement of my faith! As a dwarf, Still stubborn."

Elizabeth: "Just to make sure, you're going to join us, aren't you?"

"Yes, but I need to get the Adamantite Hammer first."

(End of this chapter)