Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 31 Entrusted with the important task [Ask for a vote! 】

Cyril almost sneaked all the way back to his residence—of course, he didn't have any intention of peeping or doing bad things.The improvement of skill proficiency depends on repeated use, and now his skills are basically elementary.

The only thing that can be used frequently is stealth.

The existence of the Shadow Realm is also extremely unfamiliar to Cyril.There is no detailed description of this shadow world in the game.

If the panel hadn't determined that he had mastered Stealth [Shadow], I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to enter the Shadow Realm and achieve Stealth.

Its stealth effect in an instant is really outstanding.As Sheldon said, general stealth is an optical visual deception achieved through magical mimicry, modeled on a chameleon.

Stealth under Shadow Mastery simply escapes completely into the Shadow Realm that is parallel to the main world or attached to the main world.

After obtaining this principle through simple analysis, Cyril couldn't help but click his tongue at the result of the analysis.Compared with the enhanced stealth after the shadow mastery is selected in the game, the stealth taught by Sheldon [Shadow] is obviously more imba.

Pre-judgment before the moment of being attacked, enter the shadow world one step ahead, and avoid the opponent's attack through the distortion of space... To some extent, it is almost equivalent to "instant invincibility".

It sounds like a dreamlike operation, but Cyril knows that as long as he is sufficiently proficient in this skill, it will be as easy as picking up a cup to drink water.

The only problem now is that as a warrior profession, knights are pitifully poor in magic power at the low level.And the stealth he has learned consumes more than the normal version.

When he returned to the residence and knocked on the door, what Caroline saw was a pale face.The little girl was startled, and quickly supported Cyril's crumbling body after repeatedly draining his magic power.
And Mia Christian, who was taking care of Caroline in the room, also stood up, with panic on her face, she could only push Cyril down to the table and sit down, and then she lowered her eyes and chanted softly, and the light blue water rippled Rippled around Cyril's body.

Water Healing, a first-ring spell, is the most basic healing spell.

"It's much smoother than casting spells in the forest. What's the matter, there is no difficulty in constructing the spell model?" Cyril lazily enjoyed the warmth brought by the water healing spell.

Although he didn't suffer from skin trauma, and the water healing technique didn't have the effect of restoring mana, but being surrounded by water elements felt like soaking in hot springs, which was undoubtedly a great relief for people after the fierce battle.

The casting of spells in [Road to Glory] is not difficult to say, but not easy to say.The steps are very simple: gather the magic power, construct the magic power into a spell model and keep it stable, and finally release it.

Cyril's rogue profession also needs to learn a lot of spells. Of course, the total mana of a rogue is not enough to support high mana consumption, so spells are often cast with the assistance of spell scrolls.

Now it seems that Mia may really be a descendant of the "Christian" family, but she is extremely clumsy when she is disturbed by the staff.

As for why the staff worth one hundred Gentry brought side effects, then I have to ask the four-ring mage Mom Morris.

"Well... Now I can cast three or four first-level spells smoothly." Mia finished the spell and let out a long sigh of relief.

"That's already a first-ring mage?" Cyril was taken aback, the other party's progress was much faster than he thought.

"Well, as long as you pass the exam in mid-March, you will be able to get a ring of mage medals." Mia said, her eyes narrowed like crescent moons, and her mouth was pursed to reveal two dimples, obviously very happy.

After all, she has only been studying spells with her mentor for five months. Normal people are still busy meditating, and she hasn't even started to construct the spell model, but she has already reached the threshold of a first-ring mage.

If she insisted on using the magic wand as Mentor Morris said, she might not be able to do it in another three years.

In fact, her staff is currently stored in the alchemy rune shop opened by the goblin, checking whether the spell pattern in it has been modified.

If the embedded spell pattern has traces of modification, then Mia can only choose to believe the hint given by the knight gentleman: Mentor Morris is deliberately restricting her growth.

"Congratulations." Cyril smiled, "But be careful when you go out recently, the Tower of the North Wind is not as safe as you think."

"If it's just hooligans, then I'm not afraid of them, Mr. Wei." Mia squinted and smiled, then stretched out one arm, and pulled the sleeve of the mage's robe with the other hand, and pulled it down.

That seemingly slender arm actually has a good arc, obviously it has been well exercised.

"Many people wanted to harass me on the way to the north, but none of them were my opponents!"

She squatted down slightly, and Caroline, who was full of curiosity, touched her arm. The latter's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly reported to Cyril: "It's true! It's hard!"

Cyril resisted the urge to touch his forehead, and deleted the image of a brown-haired girl holding a staff and knocking a skull's head off that popped up in his mind. After coughing several times, he said seriously:
"The danger I'm talking about is not hooligans, but some possible undead creatures, such as..."

He suddenly lowered his voice, as if his words would be heard by the entire North Wind Tower, and said those three words as softly and clearly as possible:

"vampire."

"vampire?!"

The not-so-spacious tavern room was filled with screams from girls for an instant, and Mia realized that she had yelled some terrible words in the next second. She quickly covered her mouth, puffed her cheeks, and her little face was flushed. It took a long time to recover, and said softly:
"Mr. Wei, but this is the Tower of the North Wind, how could there be, how could there be vampires?"

Cyril crossed his fingers, covered half of his face, and said deeply: "Just now, Mr. Wanderer and I went to kill that evil vampire. It was a fierce battle. We almost lost three colleagues before killing this vampire. kill."

"This is by no means a good omen. There is an advance team of undead in the pine leaf forest, and there are vampires in the Tower of the North Wind. Hooks, civilians will be killed casually by them, their bodies will be rotted by miasma, their heads will be chopped off and kicked as balls—"

He suddenly stared at Mia's gradually pale face, his gaze was like a torch: "But the mages living on the upper floor don't know this information yet!"

The girl habitually pinched the hair hanging down her chest, and said nervously, "Well, that's not acceptable!"

"That's right, if the Tower of the North Wind continues to be so loose and unguarded, what awaits us will only be tragedy."

"Ok!"

"So we need to tell this news to the mages at the top."

"Ok!"

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go."

"Yeah!" Mia nodded vigorously, and then suddenly reacted, her eyes widened, and she pointed at herself: "Wait a minute, Mr. Weiweiwei wants to let me go?!"

　The wife is busy and late again.It should still be nine o'clock in the evening.

　　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)