Witch, don't be so lazy

The spell on the parchment was very complex. If the Cleansing Spell Scroll was set at difficulty one, then the Divine Revelation Spell would be about difficulty ten, and this thing was at least difficulty fifteen.

Could it be that this is not a magic trick?

But Anke had seen a scroll of low-level spells in Hans' shop, a standard fire tongue spell, whose scale and complexity were completely different from all other magic tricks, and the difficulty was estimated to be around thirty or forty.

Perhaps a part of a low-level spell was selected?

It doesn't matter what it is, as long as it is drawn. Although there is some pressure, the quality is not required after all, and there is still plenty of time. I can definitely pass it with my own stopping skills.

An Ke thought about it, took the parchment, and then looked around. She didn't find any other paper. She was wondering when the elder sister handed her a carving knife.

burin……?!

An Ke seemed to realize something. She looked up at the armor in the middle of the room, then at the knife in her hand, and hesitated.

"You want me to carve the spell on the armor?"

You are right, there is a huge difference in difficulty between painting on a flat scroll and painting on a rugged and solid iron sheet.

"Of course, I warned you before. Just being a skilled scroll painter might not guarantee you'll pass the Iris Workshop assessment."

Luya smiled and said, "At least you have to be able to complete an enchantment independently within the specified time."

Ok.

I never thought that the skill of drawing scrolls could be related to enchantment.

But now Anke can understand why there are rumors that the Iris Workshop is full of weirdos who like sculpture and painting. It turns out that there is no smoke without fire.

The older sister pinched Anke's little face, walked to the door of the room, and waved her hand, "Start the timer, keep working hard~"

The heavy door closed and the exquisite hourglass began to flow.

An Ke calmed down and began to study the spell on the parchment, trying to memorize most of the patterns first.

After all, once you start making it, it involves the operation of magic power. In order to pursue smooth and unobstructed results, you don't have that much energy to watch and carve at the same time. This is a serious enchantment, not a copy for beginners.

Moreover, the armor is not flat. It has various curvatures and staggered component interfaces, which requires the maker to convert the two-dimensional spell into a three-dimensional image in his mind in advance.

Fortunately, perhaps thanks to his mastery of meditation, Anke's mental strength far exceeded that of his peers, and he completed the preparation without much effort.

Then try the carving knife.

She drew on the edge of the waist armor. It was okay, the carving knife was very sharp.

And perhaps because he had reached a skilled level in making magic scrolls, Anke's hands were incredibly steady. Even when he switched from a quill pen to a carving knife for the first time, the impact was not as great as he had imagined.

Everything is ready.

An Ke took a deep breath, focused, and started working.

……

Rat Street.

The Huangtu Gang's casino was bustling with activity, with loud shouts, curses and cheers heard from time to time.

Looking around, there were colorful chips, flying cards, and gamblers with red eyes all around. Even after such a long night, they were still excited.

Deep in the casino, in an exquisitely decorated study, a man dressed in gold and silver sat on a valuable bench. He had deep eye sockets, a hooked nose, and a pale face. He held a long pipe in his hand, took a deep breath, and exhaled white smoke.

"You two idiots, you actually let a little girl trick you without even knowing it!"

The gang members kneeling in front of the man, one fat and one thin, were the two who had previously blocked Anke.

At this time, they still looked confused, and it was obvious that they had not figured it out yet, but they had no intention of talking back, and just started to kowtow vigorously.

The man flicked the cigarette in his hand, and the hot ash fell down, burning the two men so much that they shivered and even kowtowed faster.

"You should at least use your brains. If she really had joined the Aleman family and become a follower of the mage, how could she have chosen to run away after just one encounter? And she even wasted her breath arguing about the law? It's obvious that she had something to hide, and in the end, she had no choice but to lie, and ended up deceiving you."

The man was so angry that he laughed. "Damn it! You two actually let a little brat swindle all your money away. You two are really talented. You've been in the gang for so many years for nothing."

It took the two people below a long time to come back to their senses.

The old man's face flushed red with shame, regret, anger... Finally, he kowtowed repeatedly and shouted loudly:

"Boss Kurt, give us one more chance, we'll go and tie her back right away."

The thin guy was pondering another question: "Boss, where did she get the scroll?"

After puffing away for a while, the man named Kurt picked up the information next to him. There were dozens of pages, printed with the information of students from the recent classes of Xueshan Town Academy. All the girls were circled in red, regardless of whether they were commoners or nobles.

He pulled out Encore's card, glanced at it, and said in a cold voice, "According to observation, she has been in and out of Hans Magic Workshop several times last week. It seems that she has been hired as a scroll maker there."

"Hans... Is that person from the Mammon Society..."

The thin man was stunned for a moment, "Boss, should we still fight?"

"Why not? Mammon, like the Adventurer's Guild, will remain completely neutral. Just don't resort to violence within their base, and don't provoke them maliciously. Besides, our gang has been giving a lot of money to those old men."

Kurt stroked the documents in his hand and took another puff of his cigarette. "I'll deduct two months' salary from you. Next time, bring enough people and weapons. Even if it attracts the attention of the Public Security Bureau, you must bring her back."

The two kneeling people were full of gratitude, and they flattered the "boss is wise" and swore "I will definitely succeed, otherwise I will be struck by lightning".

Kurt ignored the two idiots and just recalled the leader's instructions - orphans, girls, and those with abundant magic power should be captured if possible, unless they are direct descendants of the Aleman family.

The first two conditions are fine, but as soon as the third condition is added, the range of choices is suddenly narrowed.

There just happens to be a target who meets the requirements perfectly, and he is a civilian.

If I fail again, I'm afraid I'll have to manually create orphans, or even target girls from noble families, and things will become extremely troublesome.

"Forget it, I'll go with you when the time comes. We must ensure that everything goes well."

Kurt muttered, his arms twisted at some point, muscles bulging, long gray-white hair growing, and long claws as sharp as knives exposed, reflecting a cold light from the candlelight.

Chapter 12

With a gentle tap, the hourglass stopped flowing immediately.

Looking at the scale above, there is about one-fifth of time left.

It's actually much faster than I imagined.

Luya arched her eyebrows: "Are you sure you've done it?"

"Ah."

An Ke nodded heavily. She had checked it many times. It was like handing in the paper early during an exam. It was either a sign of self-destruction or a sign of confidence.

Of course, given her cautious nature, she had to be 100% sure.

[Enchantment +35]

[Magic Scroll Making: 113/1000/Skilled]

The proficiency panel can occasionally play a role in judgment.

Anke blinked his eyes and looked at Luya.

The eldest sister had walked to the center of the room and looked up and down at the knight's armor. The originally smooth mirror-like surface was covered with mysterious patterns, which were complicated but not messy, and faintly revealed the strict law.

With her past experience and vision, Luya already had the answer in her mind, but she still had to go through the necessary procedures.

Su raised his hand.

A deep blue cold current appeared out of nowhere, causing the temperature in the room to drop suddenly. It then condensed and hit the armor heavily like hail on a summer night.

Hailstorm.

It turned out that the elder sister was a mage from the Frost School. An Ke suddenly realized and then covered her ears.

The noisy sound continued, but all that was seen was that the patterns on the armor suddenly lit up, as if an invisible layer of armor was stacked. Apart from the flashes of light and shadow that were imperceptible to the naked eye, there was not even a single dent left, and it just allowed the frost to cover and slide away.

On the other hand, the surrounding stone bricks have suffered a lot, with dense holes all over them, like a honeycomb.

Of course, there was also the iron support inserted into the ground. It might not have been able to withstand the overwhelming force, and finally let out a wail, announcing its death.

It broke, but the knight's armor didn't fall.

Because the moment he noticed the bracket was broken, Haobai waved his wrist, the spell changed, and thick frost and ice crystals piled up to fix the armor again.

"Not bad~ The little cutie really has some talent~ A very stable armor spell."

Luya seemed to be in a good mood. "Just add some paint to cover it up, and this magic weapon can be used on the battlefield. Although the level is very low, it is still worth the price."

She looked back and smiled, "Because this is a test item, there's no share for you, little cutie. But in return, I can provide you with free meals and a considerate feeding service later~"

Encore didn't pay much attention to what the elder sister said later, but instead focused on the first sentence.

Armor Charm, a cantrip from the School of Earth.

There was nothing strange about this, but the problem was that Anke had seen the armor spell scroll in Hans' shop. Comparing it with the spell pattern she had just drawn, the two did have some similarities, but the difference was more obvious, almost like the difference between a house cat and a tiger.

Just look at the specifications of the two and you will understand. The former can be drawn on a small piece of papyrus, while the latter almost takes up an entire set of knight armor.

Or to put it more accurately, one is an ugly and bare foundation, while the other has a magnificent house already built on the foundation.

Moreover, the power displayed by both sides was also very different. An Ke could guarantee that the armor spell scroll could only block ordinary swords at best, and it would even break down after being hit by seven or eight swords. After all, it was a magic trick, so one couldn't ask for too much.

But the armor pattern in front of him could actually block the hail spell that was as strong as a shotgun. Even though Luya held back, it was still surprising.

"It's actually an armor spell? Is that true?"

An Keyangwo Jiuling Gu San (eight) ~ (a) three groups raised their little faces.

"of course it's true."

Luya instantly understood the girl's confusion and explained with a smile, "It's just a specialized spell, so to be more precise, its name should be [Armor Spell: Solid]."

Specialization.

An Ke's mind raced: "Sister Luya, could this be the next stage after a spell reaches mastery level?"

"Correct."

Luya nodded. "Mastery means the user has fully understood every detail of the spell. Even if there's a slight gap between them and the creator, both are on the same level. To advance further, they must specialize in the spell to further enhance its power."

"For example, [Armor Spell: Solid], from the name, you can tell it specializes in defense. And if it becomes [Armor Spell: Wide Area], it expands the range of the spell. There are even some that specifically specialize in melee counterattack..."

Damn it.

Anko's eyes widened.

"This feels like it's going to become a new spell."

Luya smiled.

"That's right. When specialization reaches a new stage, it becomes a so-called signature spell. For example, [Armor Spell: Solid] becomes [John's Armor Spell]. Oh, I just made up the 'John' here. Or maybe you could give it a more familiar name, like [Steel Armor], a low-level spell from the School of Earth... Take it, this is your badge."

Luya opened the small box she carried with her, took out a brand new black iron badge, and placed it in Anke's palm.

"Send a wisp of magic power into it, and the identity record will be completed. Keep it carefully and don't lose it."

Operate truthfully.

The Adventurer's Guild now has one more reserve member.

An Ke picked up the badge and looked at the bonfire, wine glass, and sword engraved on it for a while. Then he carefully put it away and looked up again:

"Beginner, proficiency, mastery, expertise, and finally, signature spell... This is the complete process of spell cultivation. When a spell reaches the signature spell stage, it also means it becomes a new mastery spell."

"Yes~ Because that's how history develops~"

Luya pinched Anke's cheek. "Countless sages and philosophers, bit by bit, spent a long time, gradually deducing from the most primitive and simple spells to the super-level magic that can destroy cities and countries and prosper civilizations, and even finally the terrifying forbidden spells."

"Thus, various schools of thought naturally emerged during this process. After all, different magic tricks have vastly different paths to development."

It turned out to be the case.

An Ke seemed to be lost in thought and was about to ask something more, but Luya's fingers suddenly exerted a little force, pinching the soft flesh and pulling it to the sides, turning all her words into "mmm" sounds.

"That's it. The rest of the content won't be free."

The elder sister looked at An Ke, who was in tears, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "There's no point in pretending to be pitiful."

snort!

Didn’t I pinch your little face? How can you say it’s free? Our cuteness is obviously a priceless treasure.

An Ke muttered inwardly, then struggled to break free from the clutches: "How many gold coins do you want?"

She has no money, she's just asking.

"Haha~ Our Adventurer's Guild isn't the Mammon Guild. We don't like exchanging money for knowledge. That's too vulgar. In the guild, what counts is contribution."

Luya whispered, "As long as you complete the commission, in addition to the corresponding rewards, you can also accumulate contributions, which can be exchanged for rare props and materials. Of course, knowledge is also included."