Mage Joan

Belling also revealed to Joan, Hailar, Audrey and Holden that he had a dream since he was a child, determined to find the legendary dragon "Favnier" and recaptured it by centuries ago. Pygmy treasure.

In order to realize this dream, Bellin first needs to find the cave where the dragon dragon Fafnir hides.

After much exploration, Bellin learned that the most prominent ruling family in the city of Oknil-the Bellamy family-possessed a treasure map. It is said that as long as the magic seal blessed on the map is cracked, Fafnir’s The lair even has the opportunity to steal the treasure that the evil dragon has guarded for centuries.

A dark elf with greed and nature, of course, will not miss the chance to make a fortune.

For many years, the Bellamy family has been trying to crack this treasure map, but until today, no breakthrough has been made.

Belling went to the city of O’Connell just to get this legendary treasure map. As for whether it is possible to crack the seal on the map, it is temporarily out of his consideration.

Under the blessings of illusion and good luck, the gnomish mage sneaked into the spider academy, and stole this treasure map successfully.

It is a pity that his good luck has its limit after all. When he left the spider academy, he accidentally touched the magic alarm, revealing his signs, and alarmed the guard, so he had to escape from the city overnight.

What happened afterwards, such as Claudia leading the team to hunt down Belling, Arnold and others were implicated, no need to say, everyone already knows.

"Dear friends, when I decipher the mystery in that treasure map, why not all of you go with me to find treasure, how about sharing the treasure?"

Bell Lin made an eager invitation.

It is a pity that even Hailar, who has always refused to miss the opportunity to make a fortune, couldn't afford much interest in his unreasonable treasure hunt.

"If the treasure map is so easy to crack, it has already been solved by the drow, how can it be your turn?"

"Take a step back and say that even if your kid is out of luck and really cracked the secret of the treasure map, that's just the beginning, and then we have to go to the cave of Fafnir to challenge this one who is said to have legendary strength The evil dragon."

"No matter how much I want to make a fortune, I won't take the risk of angering a legendary evil dragon. No amount of gold and silver treasures are as precious as my own life!"

Hailar's attitude can represent the positions of Joan and Zion's younger brothers-Bellin Dak can continue to make his treasure hunt dream, everyone will not accompany.

Belling regretted this, but did not force him to open the storage bag and take out two pounds of magic crystals to give to Joan, Hailar and Zion brothers to pay the agreed commission.

Joan, each of them was divided into half a pound of magic crystals. Seeing Bellin paid the bill so happy, the impression of the gnomish mage had improved. At the same time, he also had a deeper understanding of his rich financial resources.

"Berlin, you're a big shot. Is the family rich?" Hailar couldn't help asking.

"My father is a gemstone processor, a common craftsman, and he opened a small shop in the city of Sudri, which is not rich."

"My teacher Mr. Alves is very rich, but the old man is very stingy."

Belling pouted, whispering the tutor's stingy style.

"My income, in fact, is all earned by adventure and treasure hunting. Our dwarf family has a proverb, "Do not open for three years, and open for three years", which means that I am a professional treasure hunter."

Belling crossed his arms across his chest, his round face overflowing with pride.

"I have found several small treasures before, and the money is earned, but I always feel that it is not exciting enough and lacks challenge."

"Friends, if you want to say that the treasures that are really rich in the enemy country are the caves of Fafnir first! Do you really not want to accompany me to get rich?"

"Look at you, come here again!"

Audrey interrupted his words and stood up.

"Don't talk about these non-marginal things. It's already very late. I'll arrange a vigil round. If you're not on duty, go back to the tent and rest."

"Ms. Paladin, we are all spellcasters. Poor rest will affect the preparation of spells tomorrow. Everyone will go back to sleep and leave it to me."

Belling said with a smile.

"Are you vigil alone?" Audrey hesitated and shook her head. "That's not good. You need to rest yourself to prepare the spell."

In fact, she was not embarrassed to say straight, not assured that this little dwarf with a previous theft had a vigil alone, what if everyone's luggage was taken away?

"Why do you personally watch the vigil? Use magic to create a loyal hound, let the hound stay up all night for us."

Bellin opened a purse dedicated to collecting spellcasting materials, and rummaged through a bunch of strange and odd bits and pieces, first took out a clew, then took out a bone, and finally took out a small silver whistle.

Belling put all these things under his feet, and then began to cast spells.

"Carir!"

When he finally read a mantra that symbolized "creation", the magic glow radiated from the ground under his feet.

The clews, bones and silver whistle placed on the ground were swallowed by the light and merged with the magic power, and finally turned into a looming "Phantom Hound", which was docilely standing at the foot of Belling.

This tall and strong Phantom Hound stands almost as tall as its gnome master. Its dark coat blends with the night, sometimes clear and sometimes hazy, giving an unreal feeling.

"What spell is this?"

Holden asked Joan in a low voice.

"It looks like the 4th-level spell of the Mantra School, "Mage Faithful Dog."

Joan observes the Phantom Hound on the opposite side while explaining the effect of this spell to Holden.

"The Phantom Hound created by magic can protect an area designated by the caster all night, without the need to eat, drink and sleep, and is very alert. It can also see through illusions such as invisibility, and even spiritual creatures cannot escape his eyes and ears. Very suitable for vigil."

"Mr. Vader is right. With this loyal dog guarding our camp, we can all sleep peacefully."

Belling stroked the spine of the Phantom Hound, his face full of pride.

Joan was curious about the life form of the Phantom Hound. To find out if this creature had any entity, he went over and asked Bellin:

"Can I have a look at this hound?"

"It's no problem, just touch it, this guy is very good."

Belling laughed generously.

Joan walked to the Phantom Hound and tried to stroke his forehead.

The feeling from your fingertips is very different from the furry, warm touch when stroking ordinary hounds.

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