The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

Chapter 350: College of Winterhold (Two chapters in one)

At this time, in a tent not far away, Melita, as a wizard, had a keen sense and vaguely heard some kind of female cry coming from outside.

This made her rub her eyes, and she stood up to listen. Soon, she determined the direction, and her fair face turned red.

Although she had never eaten pork, she had at least seen pigs run.

Melita naturally recognized what the sound was.

"Tsk, this is too loud. Lord Ryan is too careless about the impact."

"Hey, Miss Anna is right next to me?" Melita looked at Anna who was sleeping soundly beside her because of drinking, and was quite surprised.

"If it's not Miss Anna, then who could it be?" Melita frowned.

"Could it be that barbarian girl? Her name seems to be Lagre?"

"Well, the barbarians are indeed open-minded."

This instantly perked up Melita, who loved gossip.

She was just about to get up and eavesdrop, but when she thought of Ryan's strength, she was afraid that she would be discovered as soon as she got close, which would be embarrassing.

After thinking about it, Melita could only open a small gap in her tent, and then prick up her ears as much as possible to listen.
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After three fierce battles, Ryan smiled as he looked at Lagre who was lying in his arms.

The barbarian girl was sleeping with a relaxed expression on her face, and a large area of ​​beautiful white chest was revealed in front of Ryan. Her golden hair was wet with sweat and hung down in loose clumps.

The perfect blend of exquisite features and wild aura has a special charm.

Thinking of the exciting battle just now, a smile appeared on Ryan's lips.

The sky is slightly bright.

"Oh no! I forgot to go back." La Grey suddenly opened her eyes, quickly stood up and started to put on her clothes.

Ryan was naturally awakened by Lagre's movements.

When persuasion failed, Lagre looked around and hurriedly ran out of Ryan's tent.

But as luck would have it, someone came out of the opposite tent, and Lagre immediately turned around and slowed down her pace.

"Huh? LaGre, you got up so early. Are you here to look for Ryan?" Anna, who was just half asleep, said when she saw LaGre who suddenly appeared nearby.

"Good morning! Anna, yes." Lagre blushed, but pretended nothing had happened and greeted Anna.

"Miss Anna is really simple. Tsk tsk, you have no idea how wild this barbarian girl was last night." Melita couldn't help shaking her head as she watched this scene.

After a while, Anna returned to the tent again.

At this time, Anna noticed Melita's slightly haggard face, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Melita, why are your eyes so dark? Didn't you sleep well? I remember you were with me last night and went to bed very early."

"Ah? Yes. Is it that obvious?" Melita replied absentmindedly, and then immediately cast an ice crystal spell as a mirror to check.

"Oh my god. It's really obvious." Melita looked at herself in the ice mirror with a frustrated expression.

"Didn't you sleep well yesterday?"

"Yeah. I've been suffering from insomnia and dreaming a lot lately."

"Don't worry, don't worry about your college affairs. Ryan will help you with it." Anna seemed to have thought of something and suddenly realized it.

She thought Melita was worried about the safety of the College of Winterhold.

"Uh-huh!" Melita felt a little amused and helpless at Anna's comfort.

In fact, it was Lord Ryan who gave me black circles under my eyes, Melita thought to herself.

After breakfast, in the center of the Norton tribe's migration.

A group of elite barbarians, led by High Priest Roma and Patriarch Darius, are seeing Ryan off.

"Sir Ryan, I wish you a safe journey."

"By the way, this is a small gift as a token of my gratitude." High Priest Rom handed Ryan a black bag from the tray held by the barbarian girl next to him.

"The contents of the bag are soul energy crystals, which are also the spoils we captured from fighting the Black Flame Cult so many times. They used this to hire quite a few powerful wandering wizards."

"This is too expensive. Your Excellency the High Priest, you are too polite." Ryan was stunned and waved his hand to refuse.

The Norton tribe has experienced a series of wars and its population has been reduced by nearly one-third. It is a time when they need money. This soul energy crystal is of great significance to them.

"Sir Ryan, please accept it. I no longer need the entire Norton tribe, and as for the others, I can hardly use them either." High Priest Rom said, pointing to the barbarian warriors beside him, each of whom had a sturdy build and obviously followed the path of strength.

"This..." Ryan frowned slightly, and understood in his heart.

This is really the truth.

"How about this, I'll accept the soul energy crystal, but I also have a gift in return, please be sure to accept it."

After thinking about it, Ryan took the black bag containing the soul energy crystal, then took the glow ingot that he had exchanged at the Sword Bearer branch from Blood Feather beside him and handed it to the High Priest Rom.

"This is a glow ingot, according to..."

"High-purity holy stone!" In fact, there was no need for Ryan to introduce it, as Chief Darius on the side had already exclaimed.

"Yes, according to what you said, it is the holy stone. If it is mixed into weapons, it can be made into pyroxene weapons, which have very good lethality against some evil creatures." Ryan said with a smile.

Darius and Rom looked at each other and smiled bitterly, "That's fine! To be honest, Lord Ryan, this is really a gift that the Norton tribe cannot refuse."

In their confrontation with the Black Flame Cult, the low- and middle-level barbarian warriors did not have an advantage in the battle.

But if there were a large number of pyroxene weapons, the situation would be completely different.

Seeing this scene, the barbarian girl Lagre looked at Ryan with even gentler eyes.

However, when it came time to ride the mount, Ryan was in trouble again.

The twenty elite soldiers from the Norton tribe who provided support all had Frostwolf mounts and knew the location of Winterhold College. They did not need Lagre to lead the way and could arrive there later.

This is also where the problem lies. Originally, Ryan brought Anna and Melita here riding on the Blood-Feathered Hippogryph.

Now, there is Lagre.

But the barbarian girl was not in a hurry at all and looked at Ryan with a smile.

"Melita, why don't you sit in front of me?" Fortunately, Anna came to Ryan's rescue.

"Oh, okay, Miss Anna." Melita knew the close relationship between the two girls and Ryan, so she nodded helplessly and sat down in the front row obediently.

She was followed by Anna, Ryan and Lagre.

Fortunately, all three were girls, and Ryan had obtained the Glow Ingot. With this increase and decrease, Xueyu did not seem to be particularly exhausted.

After several hours of flying, the ice field in the distance appeared before everyone's eyes.

On the frozen ground covered with snow, there is only a tall white tower standing quietly, surrounded by some low houses.

"Is this the College of Winterhold?" Anna looked around curiously.

"Yes, Miss Anna. This is the College of Winterhold, the strongest wizard school in the North. We mainly recruit ice wizards. Since ice wizards are relatively rare, we also recruit a small number of wizards from other schools, but the overall number is not large."

From afar, Ryan saw the white wizard tower rising from the frozen ground like a spike.

Moreover, there were clearly gusts of white cold wind lingering around the tower, which seemed to be some kind of protective measure and looked quite powerful.

This was also the first time that Ryan saw someone else’s wizard academy, and he was a little curious.

He couldn't help but think about what the base of his Bishu Construction School looked like.

As Blood Feather approached, more details of the wizard tower appeared before Ryan and the two women.

The tower seems to be constructed of pure white ice in an integrated manner.

The base is relatively wide and the top is relatively pointed, giving the overall feeling of being very stable. From time to time, some mysterious and complex runes light up on the tower, emitting surging energy fluctuations.

"There are alien birds of prey! Be on guard!"

"No, there are people up there, send out a warning signal."

"Foreign flying knight, you have invaded the territory of Winterhold College. Please state your purpose."

Ryan saw a large bird shaped like a white owl, carrying a male wizard in a white robe, approaching them rapidly. The voice just spoken came from the other party's mouth.

"Hey, this is a rare ice giant owl." Anna looked at the other party's flying mount, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but whispered.

"Michael, it's me, Melita!" Melita, who was sitting in the front row, immediately greeted.

"Hmm? Melita?" Sure enough, the wizard named Michael followed the voice and saw a familiar face right in front of the Bloodfeather Hippogryph.

"It seems that you have also received a summons from the academy."

When Michael saw people from his own academy, his expression immediately relaxed a lot.

"By the way, Michael, this is Lord Ryan. I specially invited him to help us deal with the Proto-Dragon Corasius." Melita introduced hurriedly.

"Hmm?" Michael looked at Melita suspiciously, then at Ryan and the others sitting on the horned hippogryph.

Sir? What Sir?
The young man in front of him was wearing a white wizard robe and looked to be less than 20 years old. The two women were about the same age, and neither of them looked like an important figure.

Judging from his aura, he is only a first-level wizard.

Three points weaker than me.

Can it fight against the Proto-Dragon Corasius? What a joke!
"Melita, you were not present during the previous battle between the academy and the Proto-Dragon Corasius. Perhaps, you don't quite understand Corasius's strength."

"In a battle with the enemy, a first-level wizard can only play a small role. What is needed is high-end combat power. Just think about it, even your mentor, Dean Batalov, was seriously injured, and you can see the combat power of the Proto-Dragon."

"However, since he is your friend, you should treat him well." Michael said in a deep voice. "I also need to invite Lord Luther. Goodbye."

After saying that, without waiting for Melita to say anything else, Michael controlled the Ice Owl and flew away quickly.

"Michael, you..." This immediately made Melita angry.

It is true that I was not at the battle scene between the Winterhold College and the Proto-Dragon Corasius, but I was on another battlefield, watching Lord Ryan repel Corasius' attack on the barbarian tribe!

Stupid Michael!
Ahhh! I'm so mad!

Melita cursed Michael more than a hundred times in her heart.

"Lord Ryan, don't mind. We welcome you at Winterhold College. I don't know what has gone wrong with Michael today." Melita forced a smile and said to Ryan with an apologetic look on her face.

"It's okay." Ryan waved his hand and said.

Ryan didn't really mind the attitude of Winterhold College.

The reason was simple, he was not invited by the College of Winterhold, but came to help the College of Winterhold because of the deal between him and Melita.

As for killing the Proto-Dragon Colasius, after Ryan gained the ability to transform into a second form this time, he thought he could kill Colasius single-handedly.

Therefore, facing Melita's indignation, Ryan's mentality was quite calm.

Soon, Ryan and his three companions, led by Melita, arrived at the wing of Winterhold College, which was also the place for entertaining guests.

"Lord Ryan, Miss Anna and Miss Lagre, please take a rest first. I will report your arrival to the instructor right away." Melita said with an apologetic look on her face and bowed slightly.

"No problem." Ryan nodded and said.

His room was right in the middle of Anna, Lagre and her three rooms.

The decoration inside the room is quite unique. On the wooden walls of the room, there are decorations representing the characteristics of the ice field, such as snow deer antlers, polar bear skins, and ice worm specimens.

Ryan thought about it and took out the black bag given to him by the high priest of the Norton tribe.

When it was opened, three soul energy crystals were quietly placed inside.

"Hey, not bad, there are actually three of them."

You have to know that when Ryan killed the high priest before, he only got five from him. Considering that most wandering wizards get soul energy crystals, they will use them up as soon as possible.

The Norton tribe was able to save up three of them, but this was only possible if they killed at least ten wandering wizards.

"If I calculate based on a 4% increase per pill, I can increase my atomization progress by 12%, which is not bad." Ryan's mouth corners slightly raised.

Without much hesitation, Ryan immediately decided to absorb the three soul energy crystals.

He held the three soul energy crystals in his hands and quickly began to practice the Iron Heart Advanced Meditation Method.

As the soul energy crystals were resonated by the advanced meditation method, wisps of transparent strange aura emanated, and the system prompts also sounded:
[Ding! Soul energy crystals that can improve the atomization of spiritual power have been detected. Do you want to accelerate absorption? (Note: System absorption can eliminate impurities and can be absorbed all at once.)]

"Yes!"

In an instant, Ryan felt the silver mist in his mind begin to increase rapidly, and soon, it expanded to a part of the area.

At this point, nearly half of the spiritual sea has been filled with silver mist.

At the same time, a refreshed feeling rises from my mind.

Ryan glanced at the system panel:
Spirit: 64 (vaporization 53%)

"Huh? It was 42% before. Logically, with three pills, the minimum increase should be 12%, so it should be 54%. Why is it only 53%?"

Ryan was keenly aware of the progress of atomization, which was 1% less than the minimum he had expected.

"In other words, a soul energy crystal barely reaches 4%?"

"Sure enough, the effect of this soul energy crystal becomes worse as the atomization process progresses."

"After the atomization progress exceeds 50%, the effect will most likely be only around 3%." Ryan thought to himself.

But Ryan didn't seem unhappy at all.

These three soul energy crystals were given by the Norton tribe, which was an unexpected surprise. In addition, his atomization progress had exceeded 50% at this time.

This was an unimaginable speed before he set out.

Originally, Ryan expected to reach the threshold of becoming a second-level liquefied wizard in about a year.

But according to the current progress, he will be able to become a second-level liquefied wizard in half a year at most, or a few months at least.

This speed is unparalleled!
Of course, this is mainly due to the system's absorption of the soul energy crystals without any sequelae, which is a huge advantage.

After all, for the top nobles of the empire, giving some soul energy crystals to their outstanding offspring is not a particularly difficult thing, but the sequelae cannot be eliminated.

According to the calculation that for every point increase in the degree of atomization, the power of witchcraft increases by 0.5 points, the power of witchcraft currently cast by Ryan is about 26% higher than when he just became a wizard.

This witchcraft increase cannot be underestimated.

At this time, Ryan remembered the record of the previous battle with the Proto-Dragon, but he had not checked it yet, so he immediately flipped through it:
[Congratulations, you defeated a strong enemy and gained 13 gold skill point! 】

[Congratulations, your Will (Hidden) attribute has been improved! ]

The King of Thousand Blades (Epic) lv9 requires too much experience points to be promoted, so it was not upgraded in this battle, but a lot of gold skill points were given.

Adding his original remaining points, his gold skill points reached an exaggerated 49 points. As for the remaining attribute points and remaining skill points, they remained unchanged, 8 points and 2 points respectively.

In fact, Ryan already had a plan in mind on how to use the gold skill points, but he didn't have enough points before, so he didn't dare to use them casually.

"Now, we can improve it."

According to Ryan's current strength, the requirements for the use of witchcraft during high-speed combat are getting higher and higher.

Once a witchcraft takes too long to be cast, it will be difficult for it to have any practical value.

Generally speaking, the maximum reaction speed of ordinary people is about 0.2 seconds, but Ryan has read reports from his previous life that top athletes can reach 0.1 seconds.

But in this world, 0.1 second is only the reaction speed of a third-level knight squire. After entering the extraordinary stage, basically, knights can reach a reaction speed of 0.05 seconds.

In other words, if Ryan wants to make witchcraft and his close combat skills more handy, it is necessary to further shorten the casting time.

For example, the 0.25 second sorcery 'Metal Barrier', although it has reached level 12, is still not fast enough.

As Ryan invested 8 gold skill points in the first-level witchcraft "Metal Barrier" at one time, the witchcraft "Metal Barrier" was instantly upgraded from lv12 to lv20!

In an instant, a powerful memory about the witchcraft 'metal barrier' flooded into Ryan's mind.

For a moment, Ryan seemed to have come to a mysterious space, and he had been practicing the witchcraft "Metal Barrier" for more than a hundred years. For chanting the spell, it seemed like instinct, and the syllables were compressed faster and faster.

In the end, Ryan completed the spell by just moving his lips.

When Ryan digested the memory, he found that the casting time of the first-level metal magic "Metal Barrier" was compressed from about 0.25 seconds to about 0.04 seconds.

It reached a level that even the official knights couldn't react to!
This made Ryan very satisfied.

The same steps were used by Ryan on the sorcery 'Sharpness', with the investment of 4 gold skill points.

The witchcraft 'sharpness' was also upgraded from lv16 to lv20!

The operation time was also compressed from about 0.1 seconds to about 0.04 seconds.

For these two witchcrafts that have reached level 20, Ryan can say that he has basically reached the level where the magic follows his heart.

As soon as the thought comes, the witchcraft is performed.

As for other witchcraft, Ryan planned to improve them slowly first, and then find the most suitable ones in battle and then improve them.

After all, his ordinary skill points are relatively limited, so he can only focus on improving some of the most practical witchcraft.
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Deep in the ice field.

Amid the snow-covered glaciers, it is almost impossible to see a hint of green.

This is a place that is even colder and has a more severe climate than the Howling Tundra.

In a tall cave on a snow-white glacier, a huge proto-dragon was swallowing a seal-like creature, which looked like Corasius.

The white-haired bear monsters on the nearby ice field were waiting in line, carrying the still-struggling manatees and seals.

After Colasius was injured, he needed to eat a lot of food to speed up the recovery of his injuries.

This important task naturally fell on the shoulders of the white-haired bear monster who served as a follower.

"These foods don't contain enough energy."

"I need better food" Corahius' chest shook, and suddenly, a buzzing sound of talking echoed in the ice cave.

"this."

The white-haired bear monsters looked at each other, and the bear monster priest also looked embarrassed.

You know, food is already scarce on the ice field, and they have put a lot of effort into hunting these walruses and seals.

Moreover, due to hunting and transportation, his own people didn't eat much, but he didn't expect that His Majesty Colasius would actually despise it.

Just when the bear monster priest was at a loss, suddenly, a white-haired bear monster came quickly and reported:
"Great king, Lord Diam is here to visit."

Diam is also a proto-dragon roaming the ice field, but its body size is only more than 20 meters. Normally, it would not dare to hang around Colasius. It only dared to come over after hearing that Colasius was seriously injured.

Obviously, the other party came this time to find out about Colasius's true strength.

"Oh? Let it in." A light flashed in Colasius' huge dragon eyes, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

"Lord Colasius, I heard that you were injured, so I came to visit you." With the sound of heavy footsteps "dong dong dong", a normal-sized proto-dragon folded its flesh wings, crawled into the cave, and said.

"Yes, the damn barbarian, I was seriously injured." Colasius pretended to be weak and showed the bloody side of his back to Diam.

(End of this chapter)