my age of magic

Chapter 596 95. The Temptation of Fine Wine

The chaos on the practice field didn't last long. The few warriors on standby outside the animal pen were far more ferocious than the two wind wolves in the animal pen. Leather boots covered with thick steel plates, the heavy leather boots stepped on the floor in the animal pen, perhaps because they felt a little bored because they stood for too long, the eyes of these busy soldiers flashed with excitement and excitement, Competing to be the first to rush in from the gate of the animal pen like hungry wolves, the long-handled mallet in his hand swung round and hit the wind wolf hard on the forehead.

Standing in the stands, I could even hear the clear bone cracking sound.

Of course, the young magician was only slightly frightened, and did not suffer any harm.This is due to my two-sided 'ice shield', and his teacher tore a scroll of 'magic shield' that had been prepared a long time ago at a critical moment.

The young magician, with his hands on his shoulders, was sitting on the stand trembling with tears streaming down his face. Obviously, his inner world had been completely broken by these two wind wolves. Several friends surrounded the young magician non-stop. comforted him in a low voice.

The two cunning wind wolves failed to counterattack in the end, and before tearing off the tough magic shield, they were rushed back to the narrow wolf den by the four warriors on standby outside the animal pen.

After the matter calmed down, a magic scholar came out from among the group of magicians, and he thanked the Yerkes scholar and me very politely.

At this time, the testers on the training ground began to call the name of the Yerkes scholar. The Yerkes scholar put all his thoughts on the batskin glove. The magic scholar exchanged greetings, but hurriedly responded with a few words, then hurriedly walked to the training ground.

Seeing the figure of Yerkes leaving in a hurry, the magic scholar in the magic circle field shrugged helplessly, then walked to his assistant, whispered a few words, which made the young magician The teacher's assistant's eyes glowed again.

Seeing that the mood of the young magician's assistant gradually stabilized, the magician who learned magic circle led the assistants hurriedly along the steps on the side of the stand to the door. Perhaps because of the failure of the experiment, those young magicians With a blank face, he walked out of the training ground in silence.

Standing on the stage, Yerkes finally calmed down a bit. He looked at the maned beast in the opposite animal pen, hesitated a little, then looked back at me, but said nothing.

He hesitated for a while, and finally took out the pair of batskin gloves from the magic pocket. The dark red gloves were covered with black stripes. He put the gloves on, and a gemstone groove appeared on the back of his right hand,' With a click, the Yerkes scholar pressed the shadow-attribute magic crystal into the groove of the gemstone.

The magic crystal of the shadow attribute contains a lot of shadow magic power. These mana surge along the criss-crossing magic lines on the dark red gloves like waves. The faint black halo makes the magic lines on the surface of the gloves come alive. Streaks of black mist like dyed ink continuously drifted outward from the black magic lines on the gloves, and the strong shadow elemental atmosphere shrouded Yerkes' hands.

The stands in the entire training ground fell silent instantly, and a young magician on the stage exclaimed softly: "Isn't shadow magic forbidden magic?"

"Rare is more strange." The magic scholar sitting next to him raised his head, looked at the magician's assistant lightly, and blamed him.

A strong black-maned beast is already standing majestically in the animal pen. It looks around vigilantly. Although it looks huge and very strong, if you look closely, you will find that the last trace of wildness in its eyes has been wiped away.

Maybe it's because of the inertia and dependence that has been domesticated in the animal pen for many years, maybe it's because after being treated as a guinea pig, he lived a miserable life and suffered from the devastation of magic all day long. Leaning on the innermost side of the animal pen, try to expose the rough skin and thick flesh of your body as much as possible.

Yerkes turned his head to look at the reviewers, saw that they were all looking at them intently, and nodded slightly.

There was almost no sign, Yerkes scholar didn't even bother to raise his hand, just chanted a brief spell lightly, a dark red hexagram magic circle appeared in front of Yerkes scholar, and a faint black mist flowed from it The magic circle kept rolling, and suddenly, a shrill and ear-piercing scream came out from the black mist.

"what!"

The sound was like the scream of a wraith.

The tumbling black mist is like a pot of boiling water, gathering within the range of the six-pointed star circle without dispersing. A nearly translucent phantom of a vampire woman rushes out of the mist, revealing sharp eyes under her pale face. Fangs, pale and slender hands wrapped around his chest, rushed to the top of the Yerkes scholar's head and floated in the air.

The vampire phantom opened its arms mechanically, and two blood lines flew out from the vampire phantom, like two dexterous and swift bats, with a blood-red silk thread behind it, implicated in the hands of the vampire phantom, the two A bat transformed from shadow elements rushed directly into the mane beast's body. The mane beast trembled violently. Suddenly, the underside of its chubby buttocks trembled slightly, and a pile of disgusting excrement and urine flowed out instantly, and the whole animal pen became pale. It stinks.

The maned beast completely gave up resistance, and fell limply in the animal pen.

The two blood lines are connected between the vampire phantom and the mane beast, and you can see traces of red blood being drawn from the body of the mane beast, flowing upstream along the blood line, and flowing into the vampire's body. In the phantom.

A faint force of life enveloped the Yerkes scholar. Standing in the red hexagram formation, Yerkes looked a little flushed. At this moment, he seemed more energetic, and the fatigue on his face faded.

The black-maned beast in the animal pen trembled all over, lying weakly in the animal pen, twitching all over, trying to struggle to stand up several times, but never succeeded, even the miserable howl was as thin as a mosquito , looking weak, how can there be any momentum and dignity of a first-level monster here?
At this time, I suddenly found that the stands fell into a dead silence, and everyone was staring at the phantom of the vampire above the Yerkes scholar's head, with horror on their faces.

It seems that the 'vampire's kiss' can only last for a few breaths.

Then, the phantom of the vampire spread out in the air, turning into black smoke and being blown away by the wind.

Yerkes below finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a weird expression on his face. He hurried back to the stands without waiting for the evaluators to give accurate data, and sat down beside me calmly, not paying attention to the surrounding stands. The gazes cast by those magic scholars made him look the same as before.

Apparently the magic skill 'Vampire's Kiss' on the batskin gloves exceeded all of our expectations. 'The skill should be a first-level high-level magic, and it also has the effect of 'blood-sucking'.

In my heart, I marveled at Yerkes' incomparably powerful heart and impressive concentration, but found that the hands of the Yerkes scholar hidden under the sleeves were trembling constantly. It turned out that he was also frightened by this skill.

Watching the paralyzed maned beast in the animal pen being dragged away by the four soldiers like a dead pig, a fishy water stain was left on the marble slab along the way.

The magician who was evaluating the power of magic skills standing in the center of the small magic circle paused for a moment before announcing to Yerkes: "The power value of the shadow magic skill 'Vampire's Kiss' on this magic pattern structure It is 1.1, and the life recovery effect brought by the magic blood sucking is 0.3."

There were several uncontrollable whispers from the surrounding stands. There has always been no shortage of insightful people in the Magic Research Institute.

Yerkes clenched his hand hidden in his sleeve into a fist and slammed it on my shoulder, saying excitedly: "Only with this single damage attribute, this magic pattern structure is qualified to be a first-class The high-level magic pattern is constructed!"

Under normal circumstances, the power of magic skills drawn on the magic scroll will have a certain loss, and the power will be further reduced if drawn on the magic pattern structure.Take 'Fireball' as an example: the power of the standard 'Fireball' is 1, the power of the magic scroll of 'Fireball' is about 0.9, and the power of the magic skill of Fireball on the magic pattern structure will never be greater than 0.9.

The shadow-type magic skill 'Vampire's Kiss' is obviously not in the category of first-level high-level magic, but the power of the shadow magic released by the magic pattern engraved on the batskin gloves is already enough in terms of magic power alone. It has reached the category of first-level high-level magic, which is enough to explain a problem, that is, this magic-weave construction glove with the skill of 'blood-sucking' is far from being as simple as engraving a common skill. .

The first-level magic skill of the shadow system is actually much stronger than the magic damage of 'fireball', which absolutely subverts most magicians on the field's cognition of shadow.

When the Yerkes scholar looked at me, there was a helpless wry smile on his face, obviously even he underestimated the magic lines on this pair of gloves.

Walking out of the practice field, I felt like my back was going to be roasted by those scorching gazes.

This miraculous magic-weave construction glove will soon be known to everyone in the Academy of Magic. There is no way, this circle is so small, and the people here are all lunatics, who usually just keep themselves bored. Doing academic research in the laboratory, they are only interested in things that subvert conventional magical cognition and theory.

The Yerkes scholar unnaturally loosened the collar of his magic robe, and then said in a slightly hoarse voice: "This pair of gloves really makes people feel a little incredible, maybe you should go for a drink or two!"

Speaking of that tavern, I just thought that I should bring a barrel of [-]-year-old golden cider to the tavern owner Zhuokek. That uncle who likes all kinds of fine wines must have been waiting for news from me!

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"Hey, Zhuoka Ke, what you said that day, you can't be bragging!" The hoarse and rough voice echoed in the small tavern, as if shaking the tiles on the roof of the entire tavern.

The barley wine cup rattled the wooden tabletop of the bar counter, and the voice of the tavern owner Zhuoka Ke came out from inside, not to be outdone: "Fuck your shit! Talked big?"

Scholar Yerkes pushed open the wooden door of the tavern, and saw the tavern owner Zhuoka Ke leaning on the bar with his back to the door, scolding a middle-aged man.

Apparently the middle-aged man drank a little too much, his face smelled of alcohol, and he hiccupped and asked the tavern owner Zhuo Keke, "but where's your bloody wine? Where's the high-grade golden cider you mentioned? Lao Tzu Drinking your barley wine, your mouth is fading out, are you afraid that I can't afford two silver coins to sell you a glass of cider?"

When the middle-aged man said this, Zhuoka Ke suddenly lost his temper. He could only take a sip of barley wine to cover up his embarrassment, and after easing the atmosphere, he said to the middle-aged man: "The one who promised to sell to The young magician of my golden cider hasn't come over for the past few days, I think he must be busy with his studies!"

The middle-aged man saw that Zhuo Kake had given up, so he stopped chasing after the victory, and laughed: "You old guy, you won't be wiped out by a young boy who hasn't graduated from the academy yet!"

Zhuokek straightened his neck and said stubbornly: "How is it possible? We signed a magic contract. His teacher Yerkes Scholar is my regular customer here. They are magician nobles. Please don't try to question a nobleman. Besides, I am the owner of a tavern, so what is there to lie about, we have agreed to pay the money and deliver the goods, and I didn’t get the wine, and my silverware was still lying in the bag!”

At this time, Yerkes and I had already walked behind Zhuoka Ke, but he didn't notice our arrival.

Standing at the bar is the beautiful woman Eve, who still has a charm, and smiles shyly at Yerkes. The style of a mature woman, like a ripe purple grape, seems to suit Yerkes' appetite .

Sometimes, I really don't understand the hearts of old men. A diamond old man like Yerkes Scholar is not only a magician, but also has a decent job in a decent department like the Academy of Magic. For a magician with such conditions, even if he marries a lady from a noble family, there will probably be people scrambling to send her to him, but Yerkes is alone, and there is only one cook and maid at home. I thought he was an old man who pursued bachelorism.

But in this tavern, I really don't understand why he is showing a lewd look to the woman who has an affair with the tavern owner Zhuo Kake.

The middle-aged big man pinched Zhuoka Ke with strong alcohol, and he was sitting opposite Zhuo Keke. When Yerkes and I walked into the tavern, he had already seen us, but at the beginning I didn't pay much attention to it. When we walked in, the middle-aged man rubbed his eyes with his hands. Seeing that we were indeed wearing a magic robe and the silver badge of a magician on our chest, our momentum immediately weakened by half. .

A difficult smirk appeared on his face, and he said to Zhuo Kak very lacking in confidence: "Uh...well, Zhuo Kak, maybe I drank a little too much, even if I made a slip of the tongue after drinking."

Seeing the middle-aged man suddenly give in, Zhuoka Ke, the owner of the tavern, was stunned for a moment, stretched out his fat and generous palm, and patted his face. Seeing that he didn't respond, he said, "Hey, you This guy seems to be drinking a lot less today, since he drank too much, then go home and sleep quickly, don't lie on the bench by the roadside, or next to the trash can, or the water spirit in your house My little wife, I will come out to look for you in the middle of the night..."

"...Understood." The middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

"Oh, you're not angry!" Zhuoka Ke laughed "haha" after finishing speaking.

I cursed in my heart: This uncle in the tavern has such a low smile.

At this time, Yerkes was already sitting in front of the bar, squinting at Eve, not saying a word.

On the contrary, Eve poured out a full glass of barley wine from a large wooden barrel, pushed Yerkes down in front of him, took out a small plate of dried fish from under the bar, and asked, "Would you like to come?" Some roasts and wheat cakes?"

When the hot eyes of the beautiful woman Eve looked over, Yerkes lowered his head shyly, not daring to meet her eyes.

"Well, two copies!" Yerkes sat behind Zhuoka Ke and said to Eve dully.

Seeing Yerkes' honest appearance, the woman showed a charming smile faintly between the corners of her mouth and eyebrows, which made Yerkes' old face turn slightly red.

I can't help admiring the Yerkes scholar. This old man, who is obviously a sullen type, dares to have an affair with this woman named Eve in the presence of other men. It is quite exciting.

Although a magician and aristocrat will not be convicted of seducing a commoner woman from a good family, once it is spread, he will be accused.

However, this is obviously not something I need to consider.

At this time, I absolutely can't sit next to Yerkes, eat barbecue oatmeal with him foolishly, then get slightly drunk, wipe my mouth... and leave.

So, I stepped between Zhuoka Ke and the middle-aged man, put the bottle filled with golden liquor directly on the bar, and said to the half-drunk and half-awake tavern owner Zhuo Keke with a smile: " Uncle Zhuokek, I brought you wine."

Seeing me suddenly appearing in front of his eyes, Zhuo Kake laughed excitedly 'haha', pointed at the middle-aged man and said triumphantly: "I said why did you suddenly give up? It turned out that you saw my partner, why? , don’t want to try a glass of delicious golden cider before leaving?”

The middle-aged burly man had an embarrassing look at first, and wanted to slip away with an excuse. I understand his thoughts, he didn't want to mess with a magician nobleman.In fact, he thinks too much, and I'm not that stingy. Originally, speaking of it, I was a day or two late, and it's reasonable to be criticized.

He waved his hands vainly, his body swayed a little, and he was about to get off the high chair.

At this moment, with a bang, Drokak had already pulled out the cork of the bottle of golden cider, reached out and grabbed a small transparent glass on the bar, and carefully filled it up for himself. Immediately, the An incomparably mellow breath with apple flavor came out of the wine glass.

The middle-aged man smelled the aroma of the wine, and he stopped in his tracks... Smelling the aroma of the wine with his red nose, he couldn't help but said to Zhuo Kake: "Are you sure it's a cup of two silvers?"

"That's right..." Drokak said firmly.

The middle-aged man's Adam's apple twitched, as if he swallowed his saliva, and said hesitantly: "Okay, maybe I should try it, it smells delicious!"

(End of this chapter)