Create the Age of Magic

　　 "By the way, what is the progress of the stick experiment you conducted?" Enoch changed the subject.

　　 "Call a staff!" Horn reluctantly corrected Enoch. He pointed to the two blackened wood beside the bed and said:

　　 "How is the progress, don't you feel it yourself? You usually need three wands to maintain the illusion for such a long time, now you only use two!

The medium effect of 　　 walnut is about 1.5 times that of oak. This is the best medium I can find in the short term. "

　　 Admiring eyes cast from Enoch's eyes to Horn: "You are amazing!"

"But a walnut staff is still not enough to support me for two complete three-ring spell castings, so for me at this stage, there is no difference between a walnut staff and an oak staff." Horn waved his hand and said. .

　　 "Then you are really amazing." Enoch's eyes were almost flying out of small stars.

"Don't look at me like that, but hold fast to the sea of ​​magic power, and I will teach you new things when your sea of ​​magic power takes shape." Horn got goose bumps when Enoch's eyes saw him, and he changed the subject quickly. .

　　 "There are new things? I thought that what you taught me before was the deepest knowledge, but there are new ones!"

　　 Enoch feels that he has enough power to gather the magic sea, and his face is full of energy!

　　 Horn shook his head, the sea of ​​magic is the most important thing in the study of magic, too rush is easy to make mistakes.

　　 "There are still a few hours before dawn, if you have any questions about your current practice, just ask me."

　　 Horn looks younger than Enoch, but Horn is more like a teacher in their relationship, and Enoch is a respectful student.

　　 Ignoring Li Carr's attitude lying on the ground, the two turned his home into a classroom, and started teaching about spellcasters.

　　 There are not many things that need to be answered. Most of the two of them were sitting and meditating this night. Gradually, the white moon in the sky gradually disappeared, and the sky was slightly bright before the sun appeared.

　　 Seeing that night was about to pass, Horn stood up and stuffed the book into the tattered package he carried with him and said to Enoch:

　　 "Well, that's all for today's experiment. This person will let him live first. It is best to wait until Beifeng Shenjiao finds it out. Don't rush to attract the attention of Beifeng Church."

　　 "Are you going to suffer from that old carpenter ghost again."

　　 Enoch was a little puzzled about Horn's work. With his ability, he couldn't rely on being a small carpenter to make a living. He had to do carpentry work every day. Wouldn't it be good to have that time to practice?

　　 "That's my teacher, you'd better respect it a little, and in the short term, carpenter's work is beneficial to my research." Horn said, pushing his glasses.

　　 "What is the qualification of a stale carpenter's old carpenter?" Enoch exclaimed to Horn excitedly.

　　 "That's enough, don't say it! I said respect it!" Horn's eyes flashed cold, "I don't want to hear this in your mouth again."

　　 Enoch closed his mouth immediately.

　　 Horn saw that Enoch didn't say anything, his expression became more kind: "I'm back to work, is the staff still enough?"

　　 "Enough, enough staff, more than a dozen more." Enoch was frightened by the cold light in Horn's eyes and spoke quietly.

　　 Horn nodded and left Li Carr's house. Enoch was secretly relieved in the room. The look in Horn's eyes really shocked him just now. It seems that he is really angry.

Enoch, who has been a wild witch since he was a child, deeply understands that more than 90% of the wild witch group can't even be called a professional, the talent of a guy who can kill Level 3 monsters when he is less than twenty. How horrible it is!

　　 Not to mention that Horn saved his life, relying on Horn’s talent and those great research results, it is enough to make Enoch regard Horn as the future of the wild witch!

　　 It was because of the importance that Enoch was puzzled by Horne's obsession with being a carpenter.

　　Horn returned to his residence, Douglas Carpenter's shop before dawn.

　　 Douglas Carpenter Shop is located in the West End of the City of Lien. It occupies a small yard next to the street near the main road. A small carpenter’s shop was opened on the yard facing the street.

　　 Horn entered through the back door of the yard, returned to his room, took off his clothes when he was meeting with Enoch, put on a relatively light work clothes, rubbed his eyes and came to the front door of the store as if he had just woke up.

　　 "Morning, Aunt Metz." Horn greeted Aunt Metz who was familiar with the shop.

"I got up very early today, Horn." Aunt Metz is a tall woman with a height of 7 feet and a waist circumference of 4 feet. Her son is a bounty hunter and lives by hunting some low-level monsters or powerful beasts. Douglas and Horn didn't have time to see the store all the time, so they hired her to see the store at the price of twenty copper plates per day.

　　 "Where is the teacher?" Horn asked, yawning.

　　 Horn’s teacher, the old Douglas, was a famous carpenter in the city of Lien. The furniture he made was very popular in the city of Lien. He settled in the city more than ten years ago.

"He should be eating breakfast. You should know better than me how you live with him." Aunt Metz said loudly. Horn smiled awkwardly. How could he be better than Metz when he just came back from outside. Auntie knows clearly.

　　 Horn came to the restaurant in the small courtyard. A gray-haired and yellow-skinned old man was enjoying his breakfast. He was Horn’s teacher old Douglas.

　　 On the table are a pot of soup, a few steamed buns, and some pickles pickled with Ceylon plants. This is Douglas' favorite food.

"It's these things again. Teacher, can't you make a few fried eggs and bake a few slices of bread to eat? These things are already tired of eating." Horn sat on the opposite side of Old Douglas and picked up a darkened one. The bun said with a bite.

These strange foods that Douglas often eat are actually not so delicious in Horne's view, apart from the exotic flavor, because Douglas's craftsmanship is not good, and the ingredients used by Douglas are not suitable for this kind of practice, but who makes the teacher like it What?

　　 Generally, the things that teachers like Hornn do not say, but at least he doesn’t hate them, but he is still a little tired of eating these things.

"It tastes like hometown." The old man smiled and said to Horn, "It's fine when you come back, come and eat, UU Read www.uukanshu.com eat while it is hot, and help me make a cabinet for Lord Earl after eating. ."

　　 The old man took another set of bowls and chopsticks and placed it in front of Horn.

Horn is proficient in eating with chopsticks. In the past ten years, Horn has spent a lot of time from being in a hurry to use this kind of tableware proficiently now. Speaking of chopsticks, this kind of tableware was unexpected in old Douglas. I haven't seen anyone else use it.

　　 "What did you and Enoch do last night?" The old man asked casually while eating. Although he wouldn't act with Horne, he always knew Horne's movements very well.

　　 "Kill a person, and report the person from the Tori couple. I fed him the flame affinity potion." Horn said sincerely that he had killed someone, without any cover.

　　 Old Douglas's hand stiffened. Is the crying kid now able to calmly say such things as murder?

　　 Looks really grown up.

　　 "Teacher, do you think I gather all the like-minded wild witches, and then spread the knowledge you have imparted to me, how about the idea of ​​giving the wild witches an equal status?" Horn watched the old man froze and continued.

　　 "No, you'd better be a carpenter honestly, there is no way out for your ideas." Old Douglas said with a curled mouth.

　　 Horn put the tableware firmly on the table, stood up while leaning on the table, and stared directly at the old man's face.

　　"Teacher Douglas, you gave me the choice

　　 is to hide everything that is a wild witch and spend this life peacefully,

　　As a wild witch, he keeps training himself,

　　 Do you remember my choice? teacher.

　　 I chose to be a wild witch,

　　 No, become the magician in your description! "