Magical daily life after reincarnation

Chapter 66 The Rain Caller Wizard
"Fake? What nonsense are you talking about?!" Luke, who had already lost his composure, asked directly.

After chatting with a few people just now, he also realized what problems might exist in the trial.

But it is an indisputable fact that they are indeed in a dream at present.

Seeing the puzzled looks of the other four people, Tulo smiled and said nothing. He also wanted to experience the fun of being a riddler.

Mainly this is just his own guess, and he will not arbitrarily confirm it without more evidence.

"Professor Carson specifically mentioned before the trial that you can get rewards if you survive for seven days. He won't say this pointlessly." Tullow changed the subject and talked about another point.

"You mean, even if you stay in the village all the time, more and more deadly things will appear?" Mia followed his topic.

"Probably so. To be sure, we need to obtain more information at the moment." Talo took the lead to the residence of the rain caller wizard that Patio said.

Several people immediately followed his footsteps. Grace and Wendini were originally a group, and there was nothing wrong with following Talo.

It's just that the three of Aaron didn't know what to do at the moment. Instead of running around like headless flies, they also chose to follow Tullow to see what they could get.

"Rain caller wizards, also known as rain wizards, mainly exist to pray for rain and control rain. In the Silver Age, there are far more wizards than in the Bronze Age we live in."

"Almost every village will support a rain-caller wizard to ensure their own harvest and stability."

"They mainly use the principle of homeopathic witchcraft to do some water sprinkling rituals to induce rain, or use two torches to collide with each other to produce the effect of sparks splashing to drive away the rain." Talo didn't mind the three of Aaron coming together , or this is exactly what he wanted, and he even generously shared some knowledge that they might not have seen.

"Wait, are you saying that we are now in the Silver Age?" Luke directly interrupted Talo's sharing, and he realized why Talo said these things.

"You can let Tulo finish speaking first, and you can't recklessly interrupt other people's narration is something that children know," Grace looked at Luke with a foolish look.

"I know!" Luke's self-esteem was hurt by her eyes, and he blushed and replied.

Tullow was not dissatisfied with Luke's interruption, he continued: "But our era is less civilized than the Silver Age. During this time period, if the rain caller cannot complete the witchcraft according to the wishes of the villagers , there is a high possibility of being beaten to death on the spot as a liar.”

"So we don't need to consider the authenticity of this wizard, and he is in such a remote village, so maybe we don't need to worry too much about his strength."

"They are afraid of a glamorous and uncontributing nobleman, but they can kill wizards who ask for rain at will. This is really ridiculous." Hearing these, Aaron couldn't help but sneer.

He grew up in a small village. Even in the Bronze Age, such absurd things still happened. Although they were not as serious, they were just as funny.

"I can't blame them. We can only blame us nobles for not getting the education we deserve." Tarlow defended those "barbarians".

Grace and Wendini have long been used to Tallow's astonishing words, but the three of Aaron were surprised and didn't know whether to accept Tallow's words.

Aaron felt a little regretful when he couldn't help saying that sentence just now, but four of the six people in the company were standard nobles, and they were all great nobles.

But Talo's reply made him even more at a loss. He didn't know whether it was sincere or ironic because of his gaffe.

"I can assure you that he thinks so from the bottom of his heart." Sensing Aaron's emotions, Grace made a side note.

This sentence made Aaron even more confused.

It didn't confuse him for too long, and they came to the residence of the rain caller wizard that the village chief said.

It's different from what I imagined. It doesn't matter if the place where a wizard lives is not the wizard's tower, it's still such a dilapidated thatched cottage. This is the most shabby house in the village that Tulo has seen.

This thatched cottage does not have a formal door, but a straw curtain. Just when Tulo was wondering how to call the door and wondered if he had found the wrong place, the straw curtain automatically lifted up, as if inviting them enter.

"Let's go in." Seeing this scene, Tulo led everyone into the thatched cottage without hesitation.

What caught my eye was an old lady sitting cross-legged on a wooden chair. She was not much bigger than Professor Ella.

The old lady was wrapped in a thick sackcloth, and was holding an oak stick that was much taller than her in her arms.

The space in this room is very small. On the left is a stove that has just been burned, and a little spark can be seen under the table, and on the right is a bed that is not very high.

Simple, barren, and shabby, this is Talow's impression of the place where the rainmaker lives.

Tarlow thought to himself, it must be because of the simple dam before the river entered the village that the rain caller wizard lost his value in the village, so he fell into such a state.

However, he was not stupid enough to directly confirm this to him. After all, for wizards or magicians, old age does not mean weakness, but on the contrary. Once stepping into the world of witchcraft and magic, it will only make people uncomfortable Constantly exploring forward, age represents a wizard's knowledge and power to some extent.

If the old lady wanted to, Tullow believed that she was fully capable of changing to an environment that was a hundred times more comfortable than this.

"I heard the village chief call you Brisan, the rain caller wizard in this village." Tulo maintained the courtesy that a junior should have.

It's just that Brissan ignored Talo's greeting, instead she tried her best to open her slightly cloudy eyes, and stared at Wendini hard to assess what she was looking at.

"Elf! You are a damned elf!" Brissan scratched her hoarse throat and pointed at Wendini who didn't know what happened with her skinny fingers.

The atmosphere in the room changed instantly, and a sticky dampness gradually spread in this small space.

Talo's spiritual sense kept beating violently, and the strong sense of oppression even made him forget to breathe for a while.

"Senior, we just want to ask you something, there is no malice." Tulo opened his eyes, and wanted to use the eyes of truth to see the details of Brissan, but the spiritual sense sent a greater sense of crisis.

"Those eyes? Tails? No! No! Why are you so normal! How could you!" Prissan turned her gaze back to Talo, and she looked at Talo with eyes that were more piercing than before. roar.

The magic power of the water element in the room surged instantly, giving everyone the illusion that they were in a vast ocean.

It's just that, unlike the undisguised hostility just now, Brisan is now clutching the oak stick in her arms, as if she is making a defensive action.

(End of this chapter)