Stop, I'm about to become a boss!

Chapter 45 Target, Farasone!

Chapter 45 goal, Farazon!
Create a spell?
Linton felt that this task was making things difficult for him.

Although it is true that magicians need to do this kind of thing if they want to grow up, it is also a requirement only after level [-].

He is only at level [-] now, is it too early to appear?

Of course, Linton did not express any complaints about it.

Difficulty is good, only difficulty is challenging.

Want to become stronger, want to get rich, and even want to go whoring for nothing, where is it your turn to do such a good thing?
Closing his eyes, Linton began to plan how to accomplish this task.

First, he asked two questions about what he wanted.

What are the conditions needed to create a spell; what type of spell is it for damage or control, or gain or debuff.

First comes the second question.

Linton thought carefully for a while.

At first, he thought that he needed to create a high-damage spell, because now if he didn't have Iris by his side, he would be almost equivalent to a whiteboard mage.When meeting an enemy alone, to hold him to death is to fix him for three seconds, and he runs away like a jerk, and after three seconds, he is hacked to death with a knife.

But after thinking about it, he rejected this idea again.

The reason is that the necromancer's mechanism is output through dolls, and he is used as an assistant. No matter how high the damage of the spell he creates, can it be higher than the real damage of Miss Knight?

Linton was skeptical about this.

What's more, he only has Iris as a doll now, so he has the idea of ​​"what should I do if Iris is not by my side", but if the number of his dolls increases in the future, this problem will not be solved Yet?
So he dropped the idea.

In the end, Linton set his sights on adding and subtracting buff spells.

The output mainly depends on the puppet, and the control skills are already available, only the skill of stacking buffs is needed, and he can form a group by himself.

As for the first question, it is actually very simple, because there are countless examples for reference on this continent.

To create a spell, the magician must first have rich knowledge and unremitting practice, but the most critical point is talent.

It is almost a cliché that people cannot be generalized.

Of course, talent is not a problem for Linton. The player's talent is nothing more than reaction or operation.

But knowledge is indeed something he needs to supplement.

So, where do you go to supplement your knowledge?
Linton opened his eyes, and looked at Miss Knight, who was looking out to see the scenery.

"Iris."

"Huh?" Iris turned her head, "What's wrong?"

"The Miss Weier you mentioned is very knowledgeable, isn't she?"

"Yes."

"The library she likes to stay in, there must be a lot of books about all kinds of magic?"

"Of course! That's the largest in the Kingdom of Flowers and the place with the largest collection of books."

"One last question. How is your relationship with her?"

"Very well?"

Iris hesitated for a moment after speaking halfway.

To be honest, after experiencing the betrayal of her loved ones, she can no longer be sure that she treats others as they treat her.

After a long silence, she asked, "Why are you asking me this all of a sudden. Could it be that you want to use Weier to enter the library of the Magic Academy?"

"No, no, no." Linton smiled lightly and shook his head, "Since I'm your friend, I will naturally treat each other with courtesy, and taking advantage of it is not the way to treat a friend."

"then you."

"I just want to have an academic exchange with her." Linton blinked sincerely, "Or ask for advice?"

"what?"

Iris was puzzled by this answer.

No matter how you look at it, necromancers don't look like good students who love to study
"If it's a question for advice, Wei'er will be happy to answer it." She said, "When I have nothing to do, I will go to her place to sit and sit. Every time, many people come to ask her various questions."

"I understand."

Linton stroked his fingertips and opened the map on the personal panel.

"squeak--"

The carriage stopped suddenly, then turned around and ran towards the destination that was not the original one.

Goal, Farazon!

There is a small village on the plain tens of kilometers away from Farasong.

However, it is not so much a village as a resting place for adventurers of all kinds.

Here, all kinds of adventurers gather here, exchange information, trade items, and, repair status.

Iris frowned and looked up.

Most adventurers have been exploring outside for a long time, and they basically don't pay much attention to their personal hygiene, so there is a strange sour smell everywhere in this village.

Moving closer to Linton, Iris asked in a low voice, "What are we doing here?"

Linton smiled and said, "Of course we are looking for a way into the city."

"Could it be that you think that with our current identities, we can enter the city openly?"

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"It doesn't matter to me. At worst, I will be interrogated and thrown in prison for a few days. After a few days, it will be you." Linton turned his head and looked at the girl. Someone discovered that you are a reserve member of the Flower Knight, and you are still the best kind, who has been missing for a few days for some reason, do you think they will investigate?"

"And when they searched your hometown, they found that your house was set on fire, and there were still the remains of your father and another person inside. When it is impossible to find other suspects, the most unlikely possibility is also will become possible."

"I understand."

Iris sighed in frustration.

Linton patted her on the head lightly, and then withdrew his hand when she was about to reach out to pat it away.

"Come with me."

Linton took Iris and turned through the houses echoing with the sound of selling, and came to a place where many tents were pitched.

You can also see many adventurers here, but compared to the noise in other places, this place is much quieter. Most people come in in a hurry and leave in a hurry.

"This is a place to sell information." Linton explained, "Adventurers can ask for information about secret places, dangerous places, etc. they want to know, and they can also sell the information they know."

"Of course, if it is verified that the fake news was sold, the consequences will not be good."

Linton walked into a tent while talking.

The owner of the tent was a round man, and when he saw someone coming in, he barely opened his eyes.

——It is said to open the eyes, but in fact there is only one slit.

"what's up?"

"Into the city."

"One thousand one."

Linton raised his hand and threw the bag containing the gold coins over.

The man opened the bag and checked it again, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"See you tonight, sir."

(End of this chapter)