Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 16: Seniors and Magic

In his own safe nest with transparent view in all directions.

He had just finished a round of meditation. He had warmed up by reviewing the first six runes he had already mastered, and then focused on mastering the next six new runes. When his mental energy was exhausted and he felt tired, he would trace runes above the magic scar to speed up recovery, and then continue to wait for the next round of wonderful fatigue.

After several rounds of this, even if your mental strength can be restored, you still need to take a break.

He rested his head on his arms, looked at the hollow in the bare cave wall, and thought of what Old Gold Teeth had said.

There is sunshine, the rotation of the sun and moon, and in the distance, a vast city inhabited by humans. Given all this, surely there must also be delicious food, fine wine, sturdy city walls, warm beds, and a bustling, steaming market. Perhaps there will even be a small puddle of sewage on the market floor, which a running child will step on and splash everywhere.

But, humans.

Human? Can I still be a human? Be a human again?

An ordinary lone little dog-headed man is not even a ferocious beast. If a human encounters it, he probably won't even look at it, but will casually use a bow and arrow or a large pitchfork to deal with it while chatting and laughing with his companions.

Therefore, with this face, you cannot rashly go to human cities. This is not discrimination based on appearance, but discrimination based on the entire body, and not even every hair on the body is spared.

In the eyes of humans, the dog-headed people look like prey and ugly pests.

Moreover, Old Jin Ya has never seen the Catacombs City, nor the so-called Catacombs Area. It must be extremely far away. With his current strength, he may not be able to reach the place even if he knows the way.

I guess there must be a library in that huge underground city.

He sat up, took out the four books, and began to choose the spells he wanted to learn by himself.

He had already used up the two inheritance scrolls of Hair Removal and Spirit Boiling. The two spell models, one with nineteen nodes and the other with twenty nodes, were floating around the magic scar, spinning tirelessly.

The four exquisite books with different binding styles correspond to four zero-ring spells respectively. The author points out his intention in the opening words, and the main purpose is to explain the spells concisely and completely. The book does not contain any modified content, and teaches the most basic and stable version.

The four spells are Firebolt, Demon Skin, Ear Planting and Freeze Ray.

He wanted the spiritual light to guide him once more, but there was no response. It seemed that even the tallest of the short could not accomplish it.

Obviously that guy is not available on call.

In principle, he wanted to learn the Magic Skin Technique first, because it was a spell that could withstand beatings. But he thought that apart from using the power of a bull to rush forward and swing a stick, he did not have a spell that could directly affect the target. The Stinky Skin Technique was not suitable for all occasions. As long as people were alive, they would always encounter some strange situations.

He looked at the Firebolt spell and finally chose the Freeze Ray.

Freeze ray, zero-ring spell.

According to legend, the first wizard to invent this spell was a great wizard who went mad due to modifying the meditation method. He claimed that he had found the hateful rheumatism elf. Small blue and white light spots would quickly jump out of his hands, flying in the sky like insects, and specifically drilling into the joints of the old wizards in the school.

Unfortunately, his manuscript was destroyed, and when it was recovered and restored, only this blue and white, straight ray appeared, unable to find its own target. Fortunately, the caster can also use it to target the enemy's joints, and the ray form maintains the original design of continuous stacking. A moment's hesitation can let the stacking cold leave an unforgettable impression on the enemy.

He held the book in his hands, flipped through it with satisfaction, and put the other three away.

This thing might work with foul-smelling skin, although he hasn't encountered any creature that can withstand foul-smelling skin for a while yet.

But be prepared.

This spell can also be used to help store and preserve food. Dig a hole, freeze it, and then bury it carefully. It will definitely be stored for a long time.

This spell's frontal destructive power isn't as intimidating as Firebomb, but it works well with both Stinkskin and Bull's Strength. For example, if there's a shield or a solid iron door that Stinkskin is powerless against, Freeze Ray can apply ice to the shield and door, and Bull's Strength can swing its arm and knock them down with a stick.

Actually, this was his first time actually trying to master a spell through study.

In fact, through Kaliu's diary, we can see that the apprentices in the wizarding academy also often learn on their own. However, the difference is that when they encounter critical problems, they can consult with the pioneers, which allows them to quickly sort out their ideas and overcome difficulties. This is a very important point, and it is also the foundation of the inheritance of the wizarding academy.

He thought that he seemed to have such a person, a friendly pioneer.

No, it should be half.

During this period of time, half of the people must have been confused and puzzled.

Ruger thought he couldn't leave the half-man alone for too long. He should study it himself first, note down any confusion, and then find time to consult with the half-man. Even if he understood everything, he should pretend to understand. This would also give this kind and enthusiastic senior some peace of mind. Impatience and anger are not good for the brain.

With his stinking skin always in its second state, he could rest and meditate without worry. The only people who could find him here were accidental intruders and the simple-minded Aisijin. He wasn't worried about accidentally hurting anyone. Interestingly, he met Big Silly Hum once later, and the big guy surprisingly didn't harbor any ill will towards him.

If Old Gold Teeth knew what was going on, he would definitely laugh and say - Look! This is the spirit of royalty!

The hardworking little dog-headed man completed another round of meditation.

"Big brother, you smell better now."

The little bug man sat in the depression of the opposite cave wall, swinging his legs and looking at him without blinking.

This was the scene he saw as soon as he opened his eyes.

While he was shocked, he remembered the spell he had been maintaining and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"You didn't smell the stinky smell of magic this time, did you?"

He didn't scold the scary bug.

The little crybaby didn't cry when they met this time, but his eyes were still watery, as if tears would flow out the next moment if touched.

The little bug man shook his head and said, "I'm going into the city next time, and this is my last visit. My brother just said he likes you very much."

Ruger looked at the breeding bag on his waist. The bag did not move and the opening was not opened.

"Failed?" he said.

The little bug man looked depressed for a moment.

"I walked to the city, but after wandering around for a long time, I couldn't find the entrance. But I'm almost there," the little bug man said excitedly, swinging his legs. "Don't worry, I've found a safe place to get some sleep. I'll come see you when I wake up. I'll go back and continue looking for the entrance."

"What can it eat? When will it hatch?"

He shook the breeding bag.

"It said it doesn't want to come out yet. When it comes out, you can feed it the white bugs that are everywhere outside. It should be happy to eat them." said the little bug man.

Ruger was quite surprised to hear this, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that ordinary insects on the roadside also eat insects, and insects are different from each other.

Old Gold Teeth was trapped by himself.

Just as he was about to ask something, the little insect man's face changed and he disappeared in a flash.

Ruger didn't even hesitate, he just started running. When he took the first step, the power of the wild bull had been successfully activated from the magic mark. No matter what it was or why, he just ran away.

(End of this chapter)