Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 122 Female Jailer

Red Tea and Green Tea, who had not had a job opportunity for a long time, said that they really enjoyed the massage they gave to Richard and strongly requested Richard to lie down and let them enjoy it.

In this city lord's mansion, with people coming and going, what's the point of letting two little girls lie on top of me and move around?

Richard refused, refused, and refused again and again, but he couldn't refuse. The two of them forced him onto the bed, and they enjoyed it for a full half hour.

After a round of sweaty and satisfying physical contact, Richard twisted his sore waist to stretch his body.

As usual, after the massage, it’s time for tutoring.

"Teacher Richard, look."

Hongcha couldn't wait to take out her magic book. She opened it and saw a faint mark on it, which looked like a glowing flying snake.

This is the icon of the basic magic [Magic Arrow]. The appearance of [Magic Arrow] means that Hongcha is about to generate her first magic and officially become a magician.

"Teacher, teacher, I have one too." Green Tea also excitedly opened her magic book, and there was also a magic being generated on it, but it was not a magic arrow, but the more precious and rare [Delay Technique].

"Very good! You all are excellent." Richard nodded with satisfaction. He was not being polite, he really felt so.

All things are difficult at the beginning. A wizard apprentice with ordinary talent needs a whole year of full-time study to create his first magic from scratch.

As the top stars of the travel nights, Black Tea and Green Tea are basically scheduled to work 14 hours a day, all year round. They have very little time to devote to magic learning.

Their first magic was pieced together by them using countless fragments of time over a period of three years.

During these three years, apart from constantly learning magical knowledge from Richard, they did not receive any other rewards or feedback, and they did not even feel that they were getting stronger.

Only they themselves know how much hardship it has gone through to get to this point.

"The first magic a wizard generates is often related to the wizard's attributes.

Hongcha, your first magic is [Magic Arrow], which is a pure destructive magic without any special effects other than causing damage. It belongs to [Destructive Magic].

Also belonging to this branch are magic from different factions such as [Ice Shot], [Rock Spikes], [Lightning Bolt], etc.

Destruction mages who are proficient in destruction magic are many high-powered people who can engage in many professions that require high combat power.
For example, soldiers, demolition masters, security mages, etc."

"Oh~ But I don't want to work in such a dangerous profession. I just want to do a job that is easier, simpler, less dangerous, and where I can stay with the person I love.

For example, maid, teaching assistant, mistress, etc."

Hongcha moved closer to Richard timidly and made crazy hints.

Richard complained: "Have you ever considered being his 'wife'?"

"I can't. The guy I like is going to get married soon, and his wife is a city lord. She's very powerful, and I can't beat her. Teacher, you said that if you can't beat her, then join her! I'm applying to join!"

"Your application is rejected. It's too perfunctory. Please revise your application and reapply. Sit aside. You are naughty."

Richard tapped Red Tea on the head. He turned to Green Tea and said:
"Green Tea, your [Delay Technique] belongs to the [Dark Magic Faction].

[Delay Magic] is derived from the earth magic [Slow Magic], but it is different from [Slow Magic].

This magic can reduce the initiative of the target unit, making it move more slowly. "

Richard wanted to cast a spell to let Black Tea and Green Tea experience the effect of [Delay Method], but he moved his fingers but did not cast the magic. He had to pretend that he had no magic.

Richard smiled and continued:

“Most dark magic can impose control effects on enemies, weakening their combat effectiveness. The rare dark magic that can cause damage can also impose control effects while causing damage.

Different from the simplicity and brutality of destructive magic, dark magic is all about torturing the opponent and making oneself happy.

Of course, if you don't like fighting, you can work as a potion master, torturer, etc. These professions are very eager for wizards who are good at dark magic. "

What Richard didn't expect was that the weak-willed Green Tea said loudly at this time: "Teacher, I like fighting. I want to have enough strength to control my own life. I don't want to leave my fate to anyone else."

"Oh. Good." Richard smiled and said, "Then I will train you as a battle mage."

"Yes!! Thank you, teacher!" Green Tea's eyes sparkled. "Teacher, should I read more books about dark magic now?

The Lord of Xingge City gave us an advance on our wages, and now we have money, we can buy it ourselves."

"There's no rush for this."

Richard smiled and said:
“In the early days of the Age of Seven Dragons, the magic in our world was very monotonous.

A more powerful wizard can learn all the magic if he works hard.

But with the innovation of mages and wizards, the amount of magic has now developed to an extremely terrifying level.

There are millions of spells that have been clearly registered. It is impossible for a wizard to learn all of them, let alone recognize them all.

Because there are so many magic relationships, various factions gradually began to emerge in magic.

Destruction, Summoning, Darkness, Light, Earth, Fire, Water, Wind... Each faction is independent of the others, but also has some overlap.

These major factions can be divided into various small factions.

For example, in destruction magic there are many small factions such as thunder, lightning, fire, energy, etc.

By specializing in one faction of magic, spellcasters can greatly reduce the difficulty of learning magic.

A spellcaster who specializes in a single faction can grow ten times faster than a spellcaster who studies magic from all factions.

This leads to an inevitable result, which is the elimination of spellcasters from all factions."

Richard smiled and said:

"For example, there are ten spellcasters now, and each of them chooses a faction, so there are ten factions.

Then there are ten spellcasters, all of whom learn magic from ten factions at the same time and become full-faction spellcasters.

Fifty years later, the ten single-faction spellcasters have all become masters, while the ten all-faction spellcasters are still groping in the novice stage.

Ten single-faction spellcasters together can do most of the things that all-faction mages can do.

But whether in terms of combat power or productivity, ten master-level single-faction spellcasters far surpass all-faction spellcasters.

In this case, who would want all faction spellcasters?

Only a magic researcher like me who has to be proficient in all factions and has the talent to grow at a rate not inferior to others will learn magic from all factions and become a great magician of all factions.

Now you are about to have your first magic in your life. This first magic is also your talent, but it does not mean that you must choose the school of magic that your first magic belongs to as your lifelong direction. In the early stage of magic, you can learn all the magic schools, find the magic school that you are most interested in and in which you are not too badly talented, and then invest in it.

The first magic is just the magic faction that you are most suited to, but interest is the best teacher."

Richard took out the magic book, knocked on the bed, and said with a smile:

"How about this, go and call all the maids in the castle who are interested in taking the class. I can teach two people or a group anyway, so I might as well give you a good lesson on the classification of factions and help you look forward to the future."

"Okay!" "Thank you, teacher!"

Black Tea and Green Tea ran out of the room happily.

Richard looked at their backs and narrowed his eyes. He thought to himself:
Whether I like it or not, I have now stepped into the whirlpool of this world. If I am not careful, I will be crushed by it. If I want to live better in this world, I must have my own team.

These girls rescued from the club by Xingge were extremely suitable in terms of conditions and trustworthiness.

After becoming a Star Ring Mage, I discovered that Star Ring Mage is completely different from traditional spellcasters in many ways, and can evolve into many new spellcasting professions.

In other parts of the Silver City, even children from common families would be taught some magical knowledge by their parents from birth. This magical knowledge had become common sense, deeply engraved in their minds and difficult to change.

Only these refugee girls from other countries learned everything about this magical world from my teachings.

When it comes to magic, I am not just their teacher, but their master, father and even God.

No matter how outrageous my words are, they will take them seriously. They are like blank pieces of paper that I can color as I please.

Richard touched his chin and muttered to himself thoughtfully:

“Saint Laurent Prison is a women’s prison, and since it is a women’s prison, the prison guards must be girls.

Why would a dwarf with a full beard be the jailer of Saint Laurent Prison? I don't like it. "

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"Ah!" Green Ham yawned loudly and stretched.

Originally his life was very monotonous. Apart from feeding the dog and cleaning, he had nothing else to do every day. He was even so bored that he had to read books to kill time.

But after Richard came, his life was so wonderful.

There were assassinations, explosions, the arrival of the blood moon, and even a treasure house was built at the door of Dog Brother's door.

"The first time I saw the boss, I knew he was no ordinary person. Wow, he really knows how to stir things up. The days ahead will definitely not be boring."

Greenham came to the door of the underground prison - a dry well

He stood at the mouth of the well and peered into the dry well.

It was pitch black in the dry well and nothing could be seen.

"The boss stays in the underground prison every day, and no one knows what he is researching. This underground prison is the most mysterious. Even I don't have the authority to go in, only the boss can."

dong dong dong.

At this moment, Green Ham suddenly pricked up his ears.

There seemed to be some movement in this underground prison.

……

In the underground prison.

The life of the mindless zombies is even more monotonous than that of Green Ham. Their daily job is to wander around randomly in the underground prison without any rules.

Naturally, zombies began to wander around Odyssey's prison.

Odyssey was in the pool, staring longingly at the zombies passing by.

Odyssey, who has some mermaid blood, is a phantom in the water that is neither alive nor dead. She is an extremely rare nano-scale ionic life form, between existence and non-existence, and is also the highest state of flesh, blood and metal.

She can inhabit the bodies of metal and life units and manipulate their bodies.

As long as any zombie could reach her pool, she would be able to escape.

But although those zombies often wandered around the prison, they would never get close to the prison, let alone open the prison door to come in, so they had no chance of touching the pool at all.

This made Odyssey extremely unwilling.

“That man is so terrifying. He was able to capture my body, imprison me here, and deprive me of the rules of my existence.

I can't stay here any longer, I need to leave here as soon as possible."

Although many of his special abilities were suppressed by Saint Laurent Prison, Odysseus was not powerless to resist.

The instinctive connection between her and the birthing pool could not be severed even by Saint Laurent Prison.

Odyssey controlled the water in the pool where he was born to sway left and right. Left and right, left and right.

As the pool water swayed repeatedly, the speed of the swaying became faster and faster, and the height of the swaying became higher and higher, just like the repeated rise and fall of the tide.

Finally, when the shaking speed of the pool water reached a special value, a wave formed in the pool water, like a tsunami rolling up on the sea surface, surging towards the outside of the pool.

Wow!

The tsunami broke away from the pool and sprayed outside the cage.

Unfortunately, the distance was still a little short, and the gushing pool water fell weakly on the prison door and did not fly out.

In the "whoosh, whoosh" pool, Odyssey's phantom was lying on the red moon, gasping for breath.

She now relies entirely on the birth pool to maintain her existence. To her, shaking out the water from the birth pool is like cutting her own flesh with a knife, causing excruciating pain.

This wave of failures almost cost her half her life.

"If I die here, there will be no way to resurrect." Although he knew this very well, Odysseus' desire for freedom still made him not hesitate.

After regaining some strength, she immediately tried again!
Wow! !

This time, she succeeded! The water in the birth pool rushed out of the cage like a dove flying to freedom and landed on the floor outside the cage!
Odyssey is overjoyed!
These pools of water have a part of her rules, which is equivalent to the extension of her hands and feet. As long as a zombie steps on these pools of water, she can indirectly control the zombies by controlling the pool water! The hope of escaping is just around the corner!
(End of this chapter)