my age of magic

Chapter 22 22. Fred's Request
Heat is a support magic that restores mana quickly.

For a magician, meditation in a non-combat state is the best way to recover mana, and long-term meditation can also increase the magic reserve of the magic pool and increase the magician's spiritual power.

Heating is different. This kind of auxiliary magic has the biggest flaw, that is, they can only slightly increase the original attributes.

The increase effect of heating is not high, and heating can only increase the mana recovery rate by [-]% above the original mana recovery rate.

Kurz snores loudly beside him, and the little orc especially likes to curl up and fall asleep, like a baby conceived in a mother's womb.

I sat in the tent speechless, and was embarrassed to see that the anti-magic that I cast disappeared automatically after 7 minutes, and the magic power stored in my body, limbs and bones was absorbed. It turns out that such a weak heating can only increase my The maintenance time of 2 minutes is no different from nothing, I put down the corner of my mouth in self-deprecating.

Fortunately, the magic backlash that would have happened to other magicians did not follow. When the magic power of my body was exhausted, the anti-magic was forced to stop, but at this moment I felt a level of heating It seemed to flicker slightly inconspicuously, and the six-pointed star-shaped magic symbol danced indelibly in my body. If my magic perception was not much sharper than before, I would have ignored it.

I thought more firmly, it turns out that after the magicians have exhausted their magic power, this heater is really the kind of growth auxiliary magic that can be advanced by relying on proficiency.

After thinking about it for a while, my eyelids were a little heavy, and I fell asleep without knowing it.

——Beautiful dividing line——

This is already the third day, and there is still no news from the Wind Chaser Adventure Group.

I stood on a slightly higher mound and stopped to look far away. Between the blue sky, white clouds and green grass, dozens of large and small lakes shimmered under the reflection of the sunset.

The tall thunder rhinoceros on the grassland in the distance blew lowly, more like the whistle of a ferry, which could travel far.This giant land beast, which is several times larger than a heavy truck, will usher in their estrus period before entering the summer.

Before this, the male thunder rhinos will become extremely active, and they will become aggressive due to their mild temperament. This is the first time I have seen these big guys with ostrich egg-sized eyes full of hostility. Only their closest drivers and deputies dare to approach them.

I guess Master Payles' mood will become worse. No one wants to climb the mountains at the northern foot of the Pai Plateau when the Thunder Rhinos are in a mood.

But we can't stay on this Star Lake Grassland for long, and soon the Star Lake Grassland will welcome their real masters. Millions of one-horned bison will crush everything here and break into the ice and snow further north before summer comes. tundra.

I don't want to stay here at that time and be trampled into meatloaf by those rampant bison.

Kurtz was sitting next to me and repeatedly polished a wind wolf fang with a strip of whetstone, trying to make the fang into a perfect tapered arrow. This fang was given to us by Uncle Fred yesterday. At that time, with a strange scream of joy, Kurz snatched the wind wolf's canine from Uncle Fred's hand, and ran around the camp happily.

For archers, the fangs of the wind and waves are an excellent arrow material. After being polished into arrows, this thing can even shoot through heavy armor, and it has a natural wind attribute effect, which can increase the range of the arrow by more than 5.00%. Yes Materials that are in short supply in the market.

Of course, Uncle Fred will not give us things for nothing. The bottom line that we have been sticking to in this caravan is the same as the rules here, and no one tries to overthrow it.And what Kurtz and I need to pay is exactly what we can do. Someone in the dance troupe wanted to ask Kurtz to cook a delicious dish, and the price he paid was the wolf fang.And I was regarded as Kurtz's little helper, and I was forcibly pulled over.

After the dinner of guinea pig stewed vermicelli, Kuz’s culinary skills were well-known throughout the caravan. Many people saw too much of Kuz swinging the spatula up and down in front of the big iron pot, but few people cared about him. The little me, Kurz also privately wanted to return this honor to me, and the little orc felt a little guilty about it.But I patted his hairy chest and said, "Why are you so clear, my good brother?"

Although Kurz still doesn't understand why good brothers can't share so much, he is still very happy with my words.This simple little orc has an extremely pure heart and will give unreserved support to those he trusts.I asked him to keep it secret for me, and he agreed without hesitation.

"Jia, do you think what we prepared will work?" Kuz was a little worried that the dish he prepared would not be recognized, and he didn't want the wolf tooth he got to be taken back, so he asked me a little uncertainly.

I sat down beside him, put my hands on my knees and put my chin on my knees, just smiled at him and didn't speak.

He scratched his head in embarrassment, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, I see."

Uncle Fred finally came over before sunset and led us swaggeringly towards the dance troupe.This middle-aged uncle has been looking a bit haggard recently. Although I cleaned his only leather jacket before coming here, I can still smell the faint smell of blood on it. For a leather craftsman, it is difficult not to deal with blood.

I put my hands behind my head and had to walk fast to barely keep up with them "We've been waiting for you for a long time, you're late."

"Yes, I wouldn't have come late if that damned Biji hadn't scratched my hand. I've always been a punctual person." Uncle Fred coughed slightly and explained with a little embarrassment. "Master Payles is very angry recently. No one dares to offend him at this moment. I just took an extra piece of cowhide. I think I am still very fast."

"What you need is not to explain to me, I'm just worried about whether you can climb into that bed that belongs to you tonight." I said sarcastically.

Uncle Fred was so choked that he didn't know what to say to such a small me, so he changed the subject, "Kuz, how are you preparing the secret sauce?"

Kuz pulled off the small cloth bag tied around his waist, held it in his hand and gestured. Kuz never liked to communicate with old Kuru and people other than me.Uncle Fred's eyes lit up when he saw the little cloth bag.He knew how unique the taste of the food would be if the condiments in the cloth bag were sprinkled on it. Thinking of the delicious taste last time, his Adam's apple unconsciously made a swallowing motion.

Thirteen magic caravans formed a rectangle, like a castle.

Those are three precious bison with the ancestry of the bull, grazing leisurely on the grass behind the caravan, mooing from time to time.

This is the first time for me to observe these magic caravans at such a close distance. In the past, I only watched them from a distance with Kurz. Now when I get closer, I realize that these caravans are much larger than I imagined. The entire body and chassis are made of black iron. Yes, the length of the body is nearly ten meters, the width is no more than [-] meters, and the height is nearly four meters. It looks more like a container with windows and doors. I took a deep breath, which requires What a terrifying power to drag such a colossus away.

There are eight cast iron wheels under each caravan. These wheels are engraved with exquisite patterns, and I can clearly feel that there are a lot of magic circles on each wheel, and there is a lot of magic power flowing inside.The center of each axle is inlaid with a magic crystal the size of an egg. According to the old Kuru, it is this thing that provides a steady stream of energy for the magic circle engraved on the magic caravan.

The main body of the caravan is engraved with a large number of exquisite patterns of Datura flowers. I wonder what kind of magic circle can carry such a huge monster.In comparison, the strength of those huge bison seemed so insignificant.

In the camp of the dance troupe, girls walked out in twos and threes from time to time, carrying various supplies in their hands and walking towards the lake not far away. Good clothes are coming towards the caravan camp.

They looked at our group with curious eyes, a familiar middle-aged uncle, a young orc and a child.

"Fred, didn't you promise not to be late?"

We were just standing at the gate of the caravan camp, when a woman in a red dress full of dark brown flowers ran out of the corner, she looked a bit tall.When standing with Uncle Fred, the coiled long hair can even be compared with Uncle Fred.

The girls in the dance troupe have nothing to say about their figures, I can even feel how powerful her waist and slender thighs are.The eyes are very slender, and the lips are extraordinarily thick and sexy.At this time, she walked quickly, spouting the imperial language with a strong local accent, as if she was a little anxious to wait.

Fred smiled "hehe", and hurriedly leaned over to the woman and said, "There are a lot of things in the business group recently, and it's not like you don't know about it. Isn't it here after all?" While speaking, he touched the woman dishonestly with both hands The soft flesh around the waist.

"Give it up! Miss Seven is still waiting, come with me. Is this the orc who can make unique delicacies?" The woman pushed Fred away and led us to the caravan camp. He looked at Kurtz carefully.

"Ah, it's him. His name is Kuru, and he is the grandson of the Kuru witch doctor. The child next to him is called Ji Jia, the child who was brought back by Kuru." Fred introduced the two of us to the woman, I looked at her from the side, only to realize that she should actually be very young, but her dress is a bit mature.

"Call me Singer!" the woman turned to us, then suddenly pointed at me and asked Fred, "Can he cook?"

"Actually, it's nothing difficult. The main thing is that there are unique seasonings. If I have that, even I can make it. The heat is even better than the two of them." Fred began to brag about his cooking skills. Zi bowed his head and was unwilling to speak more.

My thoughts have always been on these beautifully crafted caravans. The workmanship and materials are all exquisite, and even every detail has been polished very well. All the sharp corners of the petals and branches and leaves embossed on them have been polished. The smoothness and never being scratched by hard edges and corners, I am completely intoxicated by it.

"That's good. Let that little guy go up while cooking later. Warrior Kurz, please rest in the back kitchen." Singer said directly to Fred, knocking down his dishonest hand again.

(End of this chapter)