my age of magic

Chapter 595 94. Knowledge of the Magic Testing Field
We crossed a round arched stone bridge, and at the end of the road was the practice field. Yerkes walked in front with his messy hair, his thin body was hidden in a wide magic robe, and his back seemed a little hunched. His body is hunched, his steps are not big, but his pace is fast, his thin mouth is slightly drawn into a line, and his falcon-like eyes are sharp and mean.

Along the way, he hardly greeted anyone, just lowered his head and thought about things by himself.

Instead, I followed behind him, put on a smiling face, and kept saying hello to a certain magic scholar in the academy, or some magician assistants I knew. It seemed that many people in the magic academy knew me, It's just that, in their eyes, the curiosity towards me is greater than the friendliness conveyed in their eyes.

I followed closely behind the Yerkes scholar, feeling that his breath was a little panting because of the haste of walking this distance, so I released the moonstone drum totem, and the cold milky white light came from the stone. Spread out from the drum totem, a trace of wind magic power turned into two fist-sized wind balls, one floated to the feet of the Yerkes scholar, and the other formed a round wind circle under my feet, and The wind ball kept spinning around my ankle, and an invisible force of wind made Yerkes and I's steps much lighter.

Yerkes glanced back at me and said, "Your magic skills are so mixed, you can actually control wind elements. In the early days, it's better for magicians to concentrate on the magic of a certain element."

After finishing speaking, he laughed at himself again, patted his forehead with his hand and said, "Hey, after all, am I not a junior magician who has not passed tenth level myself? I am still standing here, judging myself Others, really overestimate themselves!"

I touched the back of my head in a daze, not knowing what to say for a while.

Looking at his bleak back, I suddenly felt an indescribable emotion in my heart. I could feel a trace of concern in his harsh words.

Yerkes didn't explain too much about the signature of the design of the magic-weave construction of the batskin gloves, but simply told me: the name of the designer of the magic-weave construction should be filled in his name.

I understand what he means, and it's not hard to guess why the Yerkes scholar made this decision to protect me.

Even in the imperial capital where the magic atmosphere is relatively open, this kind of magic pattern construction with very sensitive magic skills will definitely cause some small-scale controversies.

Magic scholars in this world believe that the world was originally composed of the four basic elements of 'wind, fire, earth and water', and other magical elements are derived from these four basic elements.

As for shadow magic, undead magic, curse magic, and summoning magic, these magic skills all belong to the category of black magic. They are spread from the hell world of demons and the underworld of undead. Excluded from mainstream magic.

For a well-known magic scholar, in order to design a classic magic-weave configuration and study a certain shadow magic skill, this reason seems reasonable.

If those who oppose shadow magic know that the designer is actually just a first-year student of the Royal Academy of Magic when the list of designers is announced, then the problem is quite serious.I'm afraid these people are most interested in how a magic student in the academy came into contact with these black magics. You must know that these black magics have almost no way of spreading in the Grimm Empire.

The only way is that mysterious organization: Black Magic Priory.If it is recognized by the Magic Guild as having anything to do with black magic hermitism, it will be a stain on a magician's life.

I'm afraid I will be questioned by the Magic Guild Tribunal, at least those old-fashioned people will suspect that I may have a magic teacher who is good at the shadow system.

Once the hat of "Shadow magic apprentice" is put on me, then those great priests in the temple will follow, maybe I will be charged with a crime by those great priests, and then locked in the temple That is the scariest thing in a prison set up for heretics.

While walking, Yerkes turned his head to look at the relief murals about war and magic on the stone pillars on both sides of the corridor. He stopped beside a stone pillar, turned around and asked me: "Jijia, everyone has their own ideals, your ideals What is it?"

"I want to become an inscriber!" I replied without thinking.I didn't expect that the Yerkes scholar would suddenly ask such a question. When I subconsciously said the answer in my heart, my eyes were fixed on Sister Guoguo who was standing by the pool not far away.

Sister Guoguo stood in the waist-deep pool, watching the clear water flow through her body, staring blankly at the pool with a look of deep thought.

Yerkes's eyes were full of relief, with a look full of emotion, he exhaled lightly, and then said to me: "Jijia, do you know? You can go on this road of magic inscriptions, In fact, it's pretty good, but it makes me feel even more fortunate that someone can help me prove that my research is not just empty talk. When those ideas become magic pattern structures one by one, the sense of accomplishment... it's here!"

Yerkes clenched his fists, tapped his chest, and said with a flushed face, "It's full!"

"Only this..." Yerkes pointed to the magic-weave structure of the batskin gloves. He looked a little regretful and said, "You actually ran in front of me, but I think even without that blueprint, as long as you have enough ink, I can definitely get it out!"

Yerkes smiled: "Tell me, I can simplify the design of those lines a little bit, and there will be no magic patterns interrupted halfway."

I figured I might owe Yerkes an apology, at least with his consent, before touching the glove.

After all, it was a bit reckless, and I never thought about what kind of responsibilities Yerkes and I would take if the magic pattern construction failed.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been in those pairs..." I wanted to apologize to Yerkes, but he cut me off.

"No, no, no, don't apologize, don't even think about it!" Yerkes waved his hands to me again and again, winking at me and said: "Besides, you drew according to the drawings I provided, with my consent , we made it together.”

"Next, we need to make another leg armor and a hat. As for the breast armor, I have already prepared it in advance. I don't think that leg armor should be a problem for you." Yerkes said He leaned on my shoulder, and then said to me: "When I have time, I will take you to pay a formal visit to Bruce. He is a close friend of my teacher before his death. He is a second-rank senior magician. The knowledge in this area has been deeply researched..."

"But before that, we must make this set of magic pattern armor more beautiful. This involves a bet. If I win, we can let him reveal all the secrets about those elemental spirits. Tell me... this guy is really a stubborn old man!"

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Going all the way along the outer corridor to the end is the training ground of the institute.This is a fan-shaped building made of granite square stones. It looks like a Colosseum. When entering the arena, Yerkes registered with the training ground administrator that he needed to test the power of a magic skill, and explained This magic belongs to the category of the first-level magic of the shadow system.

The administrator didn't say anything nonsense, but asked Yerkes with a straight face: "What kind of experimental beast do you need, is it an agility magic antelope, or a powerful maned beast?"

The Yerkes scholar thought for a while and said, "Then choose the maned beast. This guy has rough skin and thick flesh."

Afterwards, Yerkes handed over the badge of his research institute for a simple registration.

Through the conversation between the administrator and the Yerkes scholar, I learned that the research institute chose to use the lowest level of magic beasts to test the power of magic skills. The data obtained by those wooden figures are more realistic. .

"No. [-], there are two scholars ahead of you who want to test their magic, please wait patiently!" The administrator looked up at the Yerkes scholar and warned.

Afterwards, the administrator handed Yerkes a round card with a number on it, and then said: "A strong maned beast will be prepared for you soon, but please be careful when you test it, don't worry about it. It caused fatal injuries, or you would have paid a portion of the damages yourself."

"It's just a first-level magic, and it can't hurt the maned beast." After speaking, Yerkes led me into the practice field carelessly.

After passing through more than [-] stone steps, and passing through a dark passage, the passage was lit with magic wall lamps. After turning a corner, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

This is the so-called practice field in the mouth of the Yerkes scholars. What caught my eye was a large oval stand. There were not many people in the stand, and they were basically scholars wearing magic robes. Followed by one or two assistants, just sitting in the stands in twos and threes, it seems that some people are preparing to pack their things and go out.

Strictly speaking, this place should be regarded as a testing ground for magic skills, a place specially provided for scholars to test the power of magic.

There is a practice stand in the middle of the stand, and opposite the practice stand is a huge animal pen, which is very spacious inside.

At this time, the magician on the training platform was holding a bone weapon in his hand, standing in the center of the training platform, a strong fire elemental breath rose from his feet, but the magic pattern circle he drew casually was not It was an extremely simple 'fireball technique' magic pattern circle, only to hear him spit out a series of magic spells proficiently, and a fireball appeared out of thin air.

In the animal pen opposite him, a wild boar with a head and body length over two meters and the size of a calf stood in the middle of the animal pen, looking at the magician vigilantly, with bloodthirsty eyes shooting out of its bell-sized eyes. He stared vigilantly at the magician opposite, his muscles tensed.

This wild boar is covered with gray hairs as hard as steel needles. The strong body of this wild boar is covered with a thick layer of pine oil, and a thick layer of scabs has formed on its body surface. Until the two-foot-long sharp needle-like mane grew on its back, it turned out that the so-called mane beast was just an evolution of a wild boar. One of the most common low-level monsters.

The magician pointed at the maned beast not far in front of him with the bone weapon in his hand, and the fireball in front of him slammed into the maned beast with a long flame tail. The beast, the maned beast was immediately enraged by the flames. It howled to the sky, spread its four hooves, and carried its heavy body, directly facing the fireball.

With a 'bang', the ball of fire exploded directly in front of the gray mane beast's face, and the mane beast was blown back more than a dozen steps. He was also scorched, lying on the ground with only the strength of 'hum', and he didn't even have the strength to get up from the ground.

The magician standing on the stage, seeing this scene, finally showed a gleam of joy on his face, and glanced at the bone magic weapon in his hand again.

At this time, someone actually said to the magician in a small magic circle next to him, "This 'Devil's Fang' has a 1.2 increase in the power of fireball magic."

Hearing what the man said, a group of people in the stands were so excited that they cheered collectively.

The magician standing on the stage also looked very happy. He carefully held the devil's tooth in his hand, ran down from the practice stage, came to the middle of the crowd in the stands, and excitedly shouted at a group of people in the stands. A gray-haired magic scholar said: "Teacher, this time the devil's fangs are enchanted with 'Fire Control', and the power of the increase is 1.2."

(The Green Empire Magic Union stipulates that the power value of standard fireball is 1, and the power conversion of other magic skills is calculated with reference to the power value of standard fireball. For example, the magic power of water ball is only 0.4, and the magic power of ice arrow is only 0.6. The magic power is only 0.7, and the magic power of the wind blade is only [-].)
"Well, the quality of this devil's fang is very good!" The old magic scholar was very calm, and he said calmly with his usual expression.

Afterwards, the group of young magician assistants surrounded the old magician and happily left the training ground.

Yerkes folded his hands in front of his chest and stood by the side of the stand, staring at the devil fangs, as if he suddenly thought of something, he turned to me and asked, "Jijia, don't you have a hand yet?" A wand? I'll give you a demonic fang like this some other day? But the enchantment 'Ice Domination' is up to you."

The Yerkes scholar's words reminded me that there was a branch of the world tree in my backpack, but that branch seemed useless, it could only slightly increase the speed of gathering magic. 'Mana regen' seems like a dispensable stat to me.

But in the end I use my own wand, oh, it should be three, I have no shortage of wands.

Furthermore, Mentor Heidi has repeatedly emphasized that during the period of learning magic, try not to rely on or use wands.

Otherwise, after getting used to using a magic wand, you will think of your own wand immediately before casting a spell. This problem will be difficult to get rid of in the future. Sometimes, without a wand in your hand, you may even fail to cast spells repeatedly. On some battlefields, it is very deadly.

I think maybe Yerkes wanted to give me some comfort. After all, on the surface, he became the designer of the batskin gloves and took advantage of me. The Yerkes scholar must be thinking, in what way, to Make it up.

"Magic wand, I have that!" I said with a smile to the Yerkes scholar, and then continued: "If you really want to give me something, then please allow me to follow your set of magic patterns I will make a set of magic patterns to construct, and I want to give it to my sister Tracy during the summer vacation."

"Hey, I know that you and your classmates opened a grocery store in El City, but I didn't expect that after a few years, you have become quite wealthy! It is of course no problem to rebuild a magic pattern structure according to this set of blueprints. , but you have to think about it, each material is valuable to make these magic pattern structures, so don't be too reluctant, otherwise the production will fail, and your mentality will be unbalanced. When the time comes, the hand will not be steady!" Yerkes reminded me with a little surprise.

At this time, several strong and professional warrior attendants came out from the small door next to the animal pen, and quickly approached the injured mane beast. When the mane beast fell down, seeing someone approaching, An angry warning sound was issued. Of course, these fighter waiters would not be afraid of a seriously injured mane beast. The warrior waiter walking in front took out a head mallet and slammed it on the mane beast. On the head, the mane beast was beaten and howled again and again, and finally calmed down, not daring to struggle anymore.

Several attendants dragged the seriously injured mane beast, which looked like a dead pig, from the animal pen into a large iron cage, and then pulled the big iron cage to transport the mane beast out of the training ground , there is also a young water magician on the side, who is constantly performing 'hydrotherapy' on the mane beast, and seems to have taken out a huge brush to apply a sticky concoction to the mane beast. On the face of the mane beast, give it the necessary treatment.

I was thinking: the miserable life of this maned beast, it seems that it is not over yet.

This is the first time I have seen a non-magic waiter in the research institute, and a young magician who is good at hydrotherapy. However, the daily work of this magician seems to be similar to that of these fighter waiters. , there is no essential difference.

At this time, the magician who stepped onto the stage got into the opposite animal pen first, then quickly took out a roll of magic carpet from the magic pocket, spread it in the center of the animal pen, and then squatted on the blanket On the table, a few magic crystals were installed in the gem inlaid grooves in the four corners of the blanket. When everything was ready, the young magician actually waved to the magician who was testing the power of the magic next to the small magic circle outside the animal pen. Indicates that everything is ready.

The magician next to the little magic circle shouted very cheerfully: "Get ready, let the wind wolf out of the cage No. [-]!"

The young magician squatted on the carpet, and began to draw a milky white magic circle on his chest. As he twirled the spell quickly, his hand had a very obvious pause for a moment, and then The hand disappeared out of thin air inconceivably, and then appeared again, and in such an instant, the magic pattern circle in front of him was almost finished.

He used "time stagnation". When his magic skills were completed, a faint white mist gushed out, quickly wrapping his body in it.

The young magician squatted motionless on the carpet. As the faint milky white mist dissipated, the young magician's body gradually became transparent. In the lightened mist, it became blurred, a little unreal, like a phantom.

At this time, there was a harsh noise of 'cracking' from the roulette twisted iron rope in the animal pen, followed by a few 'whimpering' wolf howls.

The two wind wolves passed through a narrow iron cage tunnel one after the other, and ran out of it. They noticed the magicians in the stands for the first time, and immediately became extremely vigilant. Then they stretched out their huge wolf heads and kept The ground sniffed around the animal pen, and with the occasional movements of the two wind wolves baring their teeth, the half-foot-long white fangs appeared and disappeared in the huge mouth.

After the two wind wolves confirmed that the animal pen became their new territory, the two wind wolves wandered around in the animal pen at will, and turned a blind eye to the young magician on the magic carpet in the center of the animal pen. The magician also crouched nervously on the magic blanket, not daring to move at all, for fear that the two wind wolves would find out.

It seemed that the magicians in the stands held their breath involuntarily, watching this scene quietly.

Only then did I know that they were testing the effect of the 'invisible magic circle'. However, in my opinion, there must be something wrong with the eyes of these two wind wolves. Otherwise, the phantoms in the fog are so obvious, how could they not be able to see them!

The two wind wolves seem to have never been able to find the young magician squatting on the blanket. Once they even passed by three meters away from the young magician. It seemed to smell a faint smell in the air, but they still turned a blind eye. .

I am secretly amazed: It seems that this 'portable invisibility magic circle' designed by a certain scholar is really ingenious, and it seems to be very useful, even the wind wolf's sense of smell can be deceived...

I am still amazed at the extraordinary mystery of this 'portable magic circle'.

But I didn't expect the two wind wolves at this time to wander around the young magician's left and right sides in a daze. Seeing the greed and killing intent in their eyes, I felt a chill in my heart. Sure enough, the wisdom of the wind wolves Much taller than that maned beast, they are still so good at 'acting'.

Regarding the temperament of the wind wolf, I know far better than these magic scholars and magicians in the research institute, because I have hunted these fierce beasts in the wasteland, and the wind wolf skin is very valuable in the orc tribe. Warcraft materials.

So I know very well the look in their eyes before they hunt...

At this moment, the two wind wolves suddenly opened their fangs in their bloody mouths, and rushed towards the young magician from left to right.

"Ah..." The stands outside the venue exclaimed.

The young magician squatting on the magic carpet was also so frightened that he slumped on the blanket, and even forgot to dodge and escape.

"Ice Shield"

Two ice shields appeared on the left and right sides of the young magician at the same time, and the two wind wolves gnawed on the ice shield with their mouths 'clicking', smashing the ice shield to pieces.

However, a layer of light blue ice flames floated on the ice shield, which immediately permeated the whole body of the wind wolves, covering the two wind wolves with frost.

With such a moment of respite, I don't know if it was the young mage himself or a certain mage outside the field who directly activated the magic shield, and a light yellow egg shell covered the young mage's body, casting the magic The teacher is wrapped in it.

The two wind wolves rushed forward again, but were bounced off by the translucent eggshell...

(End of this chapter)