Blood tax

Chapter 16 The Little Research of the Stationed Mage Rudias
A tall figure stepped out of the broken wall and fluttered her long hair towards the garden.

Galadia's blouse had been torn, revealing her white shoulders like jade, the blood on her forehead ran down her cheeks, staining her left face and shoulder red.

Having lost too much blood, she staggered and took out a bottle of red crystal clear liquid from her waist and drank it, wiped the blood on her mouth and threw the crystal bottle aside, looking indifferently at the strong orc in front of her.

There was a cold light in the always happy and beautiful eyes, like a blade thrown at the enemy.Her cherry lips parted slightly, and softly sang the words of defeating the enemy.

"I identify that the creature in front of me is the enemy of nature."

She didn't know when her left eye became as dazzling as a ruby, but just a glance seemed to be captivating.

"Oh, elf, I like it, wild," the orc man swept down from Galadia's bare shoulders, looked up and down a few times with a satisfied expression, and said word by word, "Others, Female, fragile. You, fine."

As soon as the voice fell, the strong orc's feet suddenly bent and launched, rushing towards the elf ranger like thunder.

"Boom!" The orc who jumped off the ground suddenly fell heavily to the ground.A cluster of dense thorns grew out of thin air on the flat lawn, tightly entangled his feet.

"What is this?" Rudias in the room exclaimed.

"Weeds!" The strong orc stretched out his hands and ripped the thorns on his feet, but his hands seemed to be drunk as if they were drunk.

"What kind of spell is this?! No, why aren't there chants and mantras?" Rudias yelled, ignoring Griffith, who was attacking the shield. "Isn't this a spell?"

Under Griffith's full attack, the transparent shield has begun to show signs of shattering.

Galadia completely ignored the mage's cry.Beside her, a big tree dropped its branches, rolled up the longbow that had fallen on the ground, and handed it to the elf respectfully.

The elf ranger skillfully took off the bowstring, wrapped his hands tightly and pulled it twice, and walked towards the strong orc with graceful steps.

"I know! I know!" Rudias continued to yell regardless of the fact that his shield was damaged, "You are actually the superior species of elves, the favored one who received the gift of the gods! You are not comparable to the previous one! Strong orcs, catch her! Quickly grab the clues of life evolution!"

The strong orc finally broke free from the thorns on his feet, and jumped up like an elves.

But this time his pounce was in vain.Obviously it was pounced on the elf that was close at hand, but the strong orc only caught the air for some reason.

"Your eyes are not very good~" Galadia took advantage of the situation to wrap the bowstring around the neck of the strong orc who was rushing into the air, and jumped onto his back and tightened the bowstring.

"Ow! Oooo!" The strong orc howled like a beast, struggling frantically.It waved its hands like it was grabbing behind its back, its burly body jumping on the grass.But the tightened bowstring locked his throat, and the more he struggled, the more he felt like his lungs were about to explode.

This mighty creature with amazing strength and speed did not know how to fight such a strangulation, and fell into a suffocation that could not be broken free.

"My masterpiece!" Rudias saw his creation gradually lose the vitality in his eyes and knelt down on the ground, wailing in pain, "No!!"

The shield suddenly failed, and the mage jumped up like a spring and rushed to the courtyard, just in time to hit the ax swung by Griffith, and he was killed twice on the spot.

……

Griffith looked at his bloody axe, and at the mage's head rolling on the floor, picked up a blanket in silence, and limped forward to put it on Galadia: "You're all right. ?"

"Well, I'm careless," the elf girl was covered in blood, and her beautiful top was torn to shreds, but her wounds had stopped bleeding and started to recover, "I believe too much in divination."

"Divination? Divination for what?"

"Before accepting the invitation, I had a divination for the degree of danger and the outcome." Galadia raised her bloody head and smiled at the apprentice knight. "Guess what the outcome was at that time?"

"Is... what?"

"Achieving meaningful results after experiencing certain dangers," Galadia regained her bright smile, "Cut! Is this still called certain dangers? I almost became that! Wait until I go back. , I'm going to hang up the profiteer who sells accessories!"

"Sorry." Griffith was rather ashamed.

"Why do you want to apologize?" The elf raised her eyebrows carefully, "If it wasn't for you to attract that fireball, I don't even know how it would have ended~ The strong orcs would have crushed me to pieces."

Griffith was surprised to find that Galadia's left eye seemed to be stained red by blood dripping from her forehead.But upon closer inspection, the shining light was even more magnificent than gems, and the brief glance made him feel a sense of powerlessness falling into a vortex.

"Quickly pack up." The elf hurriedly turned around wrapped in the blanket.At the same time that the striking red light disappeared, Griffith immediately broke free from the dizziness.

Is it the magic eye?Griffith had never seen such an ability, but had heard of it.The magic eye has its own unique extraordinary ability, and it can exert the power of magic without singing. Each one is extremely precious and rare.

Could this be why Galadia was attacked?
Griffith picked up the weapon from the ground and re-armed, and returned to the Mage's tower. He found several blue potions in crystal bottles from the Mage's cabinet.

"These are magic recovery potions and spirit enhancement potions. We will share them as trophies." Galadia leaned over and took a look, then took out a bottle of red potion and handed it to Griffith, "You should also Prepare some life potion, although it is very expensive in terms of your human currency, but it can save your life at a critical moment."

"How expensive?" Griffith had broken several bones and was in terrible pain, so he drank it without thinking.

"Eight gold florins, a bottle."

"Pfft!" Griffith almost spit out.He covered his mouth and swallowed the potion, "I'll give you the money back."

"For you," Galadia grabbed the blanket that wrapped herself in one hand and patted the apprentice knight's head with the other, "Hurry up and recover, I have used magic items to send a message to the local human Beyonders asking for help in the area. Mage and garrison knights will come to support soon. Before they arrive, let's search this mage tower. There may be other victims, and there may be traps and minions."

The red healing potion filled his body with a warm breath.Griffith found that his wounds were quickly stopping the bleeding, the broken bones were healing quickly, and the pain was no longer so bad.

The stationed mage probably consumed too many resources in cultivating strong orcs. His mage tower is simply poor, not only the furniture is very simple, and even the necessary spell casting materials are rare.

In the dry, tidy laboratory, Griffith found bookcases full of books, assorted flasks, test tubes and experimental equipment.

"These are the tools of alchemy," Galadia picked up a jar of semi-finished products and smelled it. "It seems that Rudias did not forget the basic skills of mages while cultivating monsters."

"Intermediate Alchemy, Introduction to the Cultivation of Magical Creatures..." The elf took out a few more books and flipped through them. "They are all ordinary printed materials, which can be found in most magic academies. The valuable ones are the handwritten ones. Lab notes and notes. Like that one!"

Griffith looked in the direction of Galadia's fingers and found a black notebook on the desk in the middle of the laboratory.

"Notes on potion preparation" (author anonymous).

(End of this chapter)