The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

Chapter 288 Fusion (Two chapters in one)

Not only was Ryan worried about the safety of his family in Munster, but he also felt the impact of the 'Evil Fire Mark' on him.

During the battle just now, a sense of brutality suddenly rose in his heart, and he wanted to completely tear the enemy in front of him to pieces.

But fortunately, it didn't last long before he immediately reacted and controlled the impulse.

So, Ryan just used a heavy punch combo instead of rapid cutting.

Otherwise, the guy in front of him would have become the raw material for "stir-fried pork slices".

But it was still a little late.

The man in leather armor in front of him, who was either an assassin or a spy, was killed on the spot.

Logically speaking, he should have kept him alive and tortured him before making any further decisions.

In addition, what alerted Ryan from this incident was that the impact of this mark on his heart seemed to be stronger than what His Highness Menia said.

It's only been one day and there has been this level of impact.

Ryan knew that as time went on, the negative impact caused by this mark might become stronger and stronger.

It would be better to eliminate it as soon as possible, so we have to return to Munster as soon as possible.

Claire was attracted by Ryan's solemn expression. She frowned and said, "Ryan, do you need help?"

"The family in Munster has some shops and people, you can transfer them at will. This is the seal ring representing the direct line of the Habsburg family, and it also serves as proof."

Claire took out a round golden Kali bird family seal ring and handed it to Ryan.

"Thank you." Ryan thought about it and took it without refusing.

"By the way, there are no airships heading to Munster tonight, Ryan, why don't you leave early tomorrow morning?"

"Okay." Ryan nodded.

If there were no military airships, even if he rode a trotting wildebeest, it would take him half a day to travel quickly, which would be almost the same time as setting off early tomorrow morning.

"Shadya, go check, what time is the earliest Imperial military airship to Munster tomorrow?"

"Yes, Miss Claire." The maid next to her bowed slightly and left quickly.

At this time, Claire bent down, and the curve of her tight buttocks was round and full, which made Ryan stunned.

"Ryan, the opponent's weapon is not an ordinary item. It seems to be a dagger of rare item level. Look at the inscription on it." Claire talked for a long time, but did not get a reply from Ryan.

This made Claire curious. She turned around with her beautiful eyes and saw Ryan staring blankly at her raised buttocks.

Immediately, Claire's face turned red!
As the daughter of a hereditary earl, she is more mature in love than most people, but after all, she has never experienced true love, and shyness is still a girl's instinct.

Seeing Claire suddenly straighten up, Ryan came back to his senses and saw Claire with a slightly red face handing him a pair of daggers.

"Cough dagger?"

Ryan couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

But Ryan thought about it and realized that his impulse just now seemed to be affected by the Evil Flame Mark.

After taking the pair of daggers from the leather-armored man, Ryan began to look at them carefully.

Suddenly, Ryan's eyes fixed.

The material of the dagger seemed to be mixed with mithril, and there were also complicated and orderly line symbols on it, which made a flash of lightning flash through Ryan's mind.

He immediately thought of something - 'Mithril carved plate armor'.

It is also the last set of plate armor in "Crowley's Armor Forging Compendium Volume 2" that he has never made. It has the special effect of "slightly amplifying the power of witchcraft".

"Claire, you just mentioned inscriptions. Do you know anything about inscriptions?" Ryan looked at Claire with burning eyes.

For Ryan, making mithril carved plate armor is not only attractive to him because of the equipment itself.

Rather, this is likely related to his subsequent job change to 'Armorsmith'.

But to Ryan's disappointment, Claire just shook her head and said, "I don't understand the inscription. I can only recognize it simply."

Claire could naturally see that Ryan seemed very interested in the inscriptions, so she added another sentence.

"But, as far as I know, there are several inscription masters in Munster. Although their levels may not be very high, if you, Ryan, just want to have a basic understanding of inscriptions, it should be enough."

"Is there one in Munster?" Ryan's eyes lit up when he heard the news.

"Of course, the difficulty in learning inscriptions is that it requires a lot of mental strength. So, if you want to learn advanced inscription skills, you can only go to the wizard school."

"Generally, those who master advanced inscription skills are official wizards of various wizard schools."

Hearing this, Ryan immediately understood something.

His previous search for an inscription master in the blacksmith shop was like looking for fish in a tree; he was going in the wrong direction.

After returning to the room, Ryan suddenly remembered.

Because of the sudden incident just now, he hadn't had time to ask Claire about the blood breathing method.

But after a little thought, he felt that the matter of the blood breathing method did not seem to affect the fusion of the two breathing methods he had.

The reason is very simple, because currently the effects of these two breathing methods would not be good if they were combined, and they might even conflict with each other.

Then, there is no need for him to learn the Blood Breathing Technique.

And once the effect is good, he can go and learn more about the blood breathing method later.

In other words, this fusion can be regarded as an experiment.

After making up his mind, Ryan called up the system prompt, looked at it again, and quickly chose "Yes!"

Then, on the Weapon Master (Legend) panel, the lv18 Bear King Breathing Method flashed a few times and then disappeared, and the words "Unknown Breathing Method" appeared instead.

The word LV behind it began to jump wildly.

Soon, the number stopped at level 15.

The lv18 Bear King Breathing Technique was reduced by three levels after transformation.

You know, these three levels require 3 gold skill points to upgrade.

This made Ryan feel a little painful.

But after a slight sense, Ryan knew that this should be a good thing.

Because at this moment, he did not feel the awkward feeling in his body that he had when he practiced the Fire Iguana Breathing Method in the morning. Instead, he felt a faint heat in certain parts of his body.

Most of these areas are concentrated in some small muscle groups and fascia of the calf, some fascia of the waist, etc.

At the same time, a huge torrent of memories about practicing an unknown breathing method began to flood into Ryan's mind, making Ryan feel his head a little swollen.

For a moment, Ryan felt as if he had been in some mysterious space, practicing an unknown breathing method for decades!
After he absorbed this memory, the system prompt also appeared:

[Yes/No to rename the new breathing method? ]

After thinking about it, Ryan chose 'yes'.

"Fire Bear Breathing!"

"Since it is a fusion of the Fire Iguana Breathing Method and the Bear King Breathing Method, let's take the first character of each and rename it."

"After all, this new breathing method is completely different from the original Fire Iguana Breathing Method or the Bear King Breathing Method."

But naming is just a small matter. What Ryan is more concerned about is naturally the effect.

This integration of systems seems to complement each other's strengths and overcome their weaknesses.

Not only did it retain the advantages of the Bear King's breathing method in terms of enhancing strength and physique, it also combined the advantages of the Fire Iguana's breathing method in terms of enhancing agility and inducing certain extraordinary characteristics.

Ryan reviewed the movements of the new breathing method in his mind, and the total number now reached twenty-four.

If you look closely at these movements, you will find that they contain shadows of the breathing methods of the fire iguana and the bear king.

A few minutes later, two more system prompts came quietly:

【Congratulations! Your physical attributes are improved! 】

[Congratulations! Your agility attribute has been improved! ]

Huh?
Ryan's eyes lit up!
"The effect is so fast?"

"So, if we incorporate other breathing methods, is it possible?"

"However, we should first choose and integrate the advanced level of breathing techniques. Perhaps the improvement will be more obvious."

"After all, it consumes 4 gold skill points at a time, which is not a small amount."

"As for the excellent breathing method, although Claire doesn't have it, there must be an excellent breathing method in the Sword Wielders branch."
-
Munster.

Inside a noble mansion.

"Stanley, even if this Ryan is your man, wasn't your attitude just now a little too much?" Draco couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

At the same time, he became more and more certain of his inner guess.

This new sword-wielding man, Ryan, may have already accepted the recruitment of his old classmate.

"My people?" Stanley suddenly laughed angrily.

"Haha, Drake, I can only tell you that this Ryan is a rising star in the Munster Sword Bearer Branch. Even Admiral Edward admires him very much."

"Hmm? Admiral Edward?"

This made Draco's face stiffen and he immediately started thinking.

No one would offend an imperial general for no reason. It would be very troublesome and stupid.

But the problem is that his nephew Melvold urgently needs this pair of ancient troll fangs in the recent blood awakening ceremony.

Moreover, his brother, Marquis Orenz, has asked many people for help in the past few days, but has not been able to find a pair of ancient troll fangs that meet the requirements in a short period of time.

Therefore, even if he offended Admiral Edward, there was nothing he could do.

After weighing the pros and cons, Draco looked up at Stanley and said firmly:
"Stanley, tell me the truth. My brother, Marquis Orenz, takes this matter very seriously. Before I came to Munster, he told me very clearly that this matter must be resolved."

"So, even if it offends Admiral Edward, I think I have to do it." Draco said in a deep voice.

"Stupid! Why don't you ask why Ryan is so valued by Admiral Edward?" Stanley became even angrier, with a feeling of anger as if he was disappointed in his friend.

Hearing this, Drake was stunned, thought about it, and asked:

"Why?" "Uh, I can't tell you that." Stanley, with the words on the tip of his tongue, suddenly shook his head.

Because Stanley remembered that this matter was confidential and the specific content could not be disclosed.

"Stanley, are you kidding me?"

"No, it's because the content is confidential. Let me tell you what I can tell you, and then you will understand." Stanley thought for a while and said.

"You know the Imperial Guardian, His Highness Dragon Knight Menia, right?"

"Get to the point, Stanley. Do you think I don't know His Highness Menia? Don't tell me that this Ryan is His Highness Menia's illegitimate son." Draco glanced at Stanley unhappily and said.

He had read Ryan's resume a long time ago. Born in a small town in Meister, Münster Province, he had nothing in common with Her Royal Highness Menia, known as the 'Red Queen'.

He just didn't believe that there could be any connection between the two.

"Your Highness Menia gave Ryan a red dragon scale. I don't need to say more about the rest." Stanley looked at Draco and said lightly.

"What!" Draco was shocked and stood up suddenly.

His Highness Menia's red dragon scales were not given casually.

Only those whom she admires can get it.

Looking across the entire empire, there are only a handful of young people who can have this honor, and most of them are descendants of the royal family or royal relatives.

Now, if I kill this Ryan, and this matter gets to the ears of His Highness Menia, I am afraid that the Orenz family will be reduced to ashes by a ball of dragon's breath.

The next second, he immediately shouted to the outside of the door: "Griffith, quickly tell Griffith to stop the action."

An old man dressed in a black tuxedo and looking like a butler walked in quickly and said in confusion, "Lord Drake, Lord Griffith left for Maist half a day ago."

"They should have arrived by now, and probably started the operation."

"Quick! Contact him immediately and make him stop the action!"

"Stop?" The butler was even more confused.

"Yes! Go!"

"As you command, Lord Drake." Seeing his master's grim expression, the butler knew that the matter was of great importance. With a hint of panic, he hurried away.

"Drak, have you sent someone?" Stanley's face was also extremely ugly.

"Then prepare to collect the bodies of your people!"

"Huh? Stanley, are you so confident in Ryan?" Draco asked in confusion when he saw that Stanley didn't seem to worry about Ryan's life or death.

"Of course, I believe that nothing will happen to Lord Ryan."

"But you might be in big trouble!"

"Old classmate, I suggest you prepare a sufficient compensation immediately. Otherwise, not only you, but also your brother, Marquis Orenzi, may be in big trouble in the future."

"Think about it carefully. I'm leaving now."

"By the way, I wasn't here tonight." After saying that, Stanley left quickly.

He had no intention of getting involved in this matter.

It’s too late for him to make friends with Ryan.

Draco thought for a while, then quickly picked up the paper and quill and began writing.

He had to tell his brother about this matter immediately.
-
Near the provincial capital of Münster.

A small town called Barrington.

In the central area of ​​the town, a gentle-looking middle-aged man wearing a gray robe was walking on the main road of the town with a book in his hand and a smile on his face.

"Clerk Exter, you're only done so late." A plump middle-aged woman greeted enthusiastically.

"Hello, Secretary Exter." A child greeted respectfully.

"Yeah, I just finished my work." Exter smiled, then turned to greet the little boy next to him, "Hello, little Joey."

A middle-aged man named Exter is the clerk of the town of Barrington.

The position of clerk is the head of the staff who assists the mayor in handling clerical matters. Generally speaking, a small town only has one mayor, but there will be four or five clerks.

The clerk is the person who is responsible for managing these four or five clerks.

When Exeter returned to the house in the north corner of the town, his face froze and he said, "Freeman, didn't I tell you?"

"Don't come to my place before twelve o'clock at night."

"Your Excellency High Priest, our mission has failed." A slightly embarrassed figure walked out from the shadows of the room where the lights had never been turned on. It was Freeman who had fled back in a panic from Meister.

At this moment, there were bloodstains on the corners of his eyes and forehead, his black robe was torn, and his arms were wrapped in bandages, faintly oozing blood.

He was nothing like the high-spirited man he had been when he awakened the ancient hero Mongke. Instead, he looked more like a lost dog.

When Exeter saw Freeman's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned!
He no longer pursued the matter of his deputy for violating the agreement with him and arrived at his residence in the small town of Barrington before midnight.

"Black tea or Bordeaux?" Exeter motioned Freeman to sit down and walked towards the wine cabinet.

"Mission failed? Freeman, which mission are you talking about?"

"It all failed! Laxul is dead too." Freeman said quite disappointedly.

Hearing this, Exter's hand couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a little of the amber Bordeaux liquid in his hand was spilled onto the table next to the glass.

"The Secret Snake Cult didn't come?" Exeter placed Bordeaux in front of Freeman and sat on the sheepskin chair beside him.

"No, they are here. The legendary ground snakes were also successfully controlled and they helped us dig an underground tunnel leading to the center of Mayest County." Freeman knew what his high priest wanted to know.

If the mission went smoothly, he would not be willing to come to the high priest of his own church.

A few years ago, the other party no longer managed the church affairs in the province of Münster, and most of the church affairs were entrusted to him and another person.

The other party spends most of his time here in the small town of Barrington, working as a clerk.

At that time, he just thought that the other party's decision was completely unbelievable.

But it was not until the other party got angry one time and the vast mental power made Freeman wake up.

The other party is trying to reach a higher level.

Because according to the current power of the great hunting god, he rarely directly improves the strength of his believers.

Especially if one wants to please the gods through sacrifice and thus reach the legendary level, the sacrificial ceremony that needs to be performed must be earth-shattering.

As time goes by and the situation in the empire becomes more turbulent, perhaps it will be possible.

But at the moment, it still doesn’t work.

But the person in front of me wants to rely on his own strength to reach the level of a third-level crystallized wizard. I really don’t know what to say to him.

"Don't resist."

Before Freeman could react, Exeter suddenly pointed at him.

"Dark Healing!"

Suddenly, a black airflow lingered around Freeman's body. In just two or three seconds, the wounds on his body had completely healed without any trace left.

"Almost instantaneous first-level shadow sorcery."

"High Priest, you..." Freeman said with a dazed look on his face.

"Well, I just successfully entered the crystallized wizard a few days ago."

Seeing that his high priest had actually become a legend with his own strength, Freeman didn't know what to say.

At the same time, there was a deep sense of discouragement.

Before, he once thought of replacing the other party, but now it seems like a joke.

People didn't even consider him as an opponent.

After thinking for a while, Freeman told Exter in detail what he had encountered.

"What? The ancient hero Mung is dead. Killed by a young man who holds the sword of the empire?" Exeter was also shocked when he heard the reason for the failure.

He knew too well the strength of the ancient hero Mung, who was one of the seven ancient heroes in the thousands of years of history of the Black Flame Church. Even though his strength was greatly damaged and he fell from the epic level.

But no matter what, legendary level strength is available.

".What do you think of Ryan's strength?" Exter asked with a frown.

"He is a great knight and a first-level wizard, but the strength he has demonstrated has reached the level of a quasi-legend." Freeman said with certainty.

"Perhaps, this Ryan is the illegitimate son of a great noble in the empire." Exter said.

"You mean he has a certain bloodline? Is he the offspring of a noble bloodline?"

"Well, judging from what you just said about the other party's body becoming larger, at least three blood nobles in the empire will have this characteristic when their blood talents explode."

Freeman looked surprised, but soon nodded with a look of sudden realization.

"No wonder, this explains why Ryan's fighting power is so strong!"

"As for the ability you mentioned to harm the soul, I guess it should be the special effect of some kind of witchcraft scroll. You know, the descendants of such nobles always have some hidden cards."

Exeter thought for a moment and said.

"It's very likely, High Priest. What should we do next?"

The death of the ancient hero Mung affected a series of subsequent events in the church.

"As an ally, Freeman, I'd like you to communicate with the Secret Snake Cult and inform them of the cause of death of their two emissaries."

"Also, while the situation in Munster is volatile, Freeman, you should quickly hold a blood sacrifice ceremony to collect blood crystals. The day of canonization will soon be here."

"The day of enthronement?" Freeman was stunned. He understood the meaning of the first half of the sentence, but he didn't quite understand the second half. What does the day of enthronement have to do with them?
"On the last Sunday of the Moon of Grass every year, all newly-appointed barons and viscounts from across the province of Munster will come to the provincial capital of Munster to be formally crowned."

"At that time, I would like to hold a high-quality sacrifice ceremony." Exeter said slowly with a smile on his face.

Freeman looked at his high priest in shock. Only then did he realize how big the other party's ambition was.

Is this to please the gods and thus advance to the next level?

(End of this chapter)