Mage Joan

"Ted Carter, don't go too far!"

Thomas suddenly yelled.

He had been looking at the group of uninvited guests opposite him. The red warlock, who was recognized as the head, was also a third-year student of Leiden Academy's Austrian law major. He found that the other party tried to humiliate Dick with the "mage's hand" and hurriedly used the same spell to counter it.

Ted Carter’s spell was cancelled, his face was a little ugly, he turned his head to look at Thomas, and then looked at Joan who ran over, sneered and said, "It turned out to be a disciple of Robert Rawls, no wonder I recognized Master Ben, I heard The two of you call yourself'geniuses' and don't take the seniors' eyes into consideration. Is this the case?"

"Geniuses don't dare to be fooled. We're just a little stronger than some mediocres who still live in college. What do you think of Carter?" Thomas asked back meaningfully.

"Are you sarcastic?" Ted Carter's face gloomed.

"I didn't target you, but you can't help me if you want to think that way." Thomas's mouth is not forgiving, "but then, based on the robbers you just snatched our prey, and even have a face to accuse others. Arrogant, I am really shocked by your shamelessness."

"Damn bitch! Dare to insult Master Ben, wait for me!"

Ted almost burst into flames with anger, gritted his teeth with a spell, and waved two purple missiles, whistling at Thomas and Joan respectively.

Thomas was hit in the chest with a "magic missile", staggering back two steps, sitting on the ground with a buttocks, his face pale, almost painful.

The "Magic Missile" shot at Joan was blocked by the "shield" he had blessed in advance, causing a flash of ripples and annihilating immediately.

Joan noticed that only the warlock Ted shot out of the four people on the opposite side, the two warriors with spears were still hesitating to participate in this fight that might lead them to be punished by the referee, and the crossbowman named Henry raised The electric crossbow is about to buckle down the crossbow.

Joan waved "the hand of a higher master" without thinking.

The invisible force field hand, grabbed the enchanted arrow before launching, shot heavily on Henry's wrist, and the crossbow bowed off his hand and fell to the ground.

Roger fired his gun at the right time, and the lead shot hit the grounded crossbow. With a bang, he shattered the enchanted weapon that threatened the most.

Dick had suffocated his stomach for a long time. When he saw that the opponent had started his hands, he shouted and rushed towards the red warlock Ted Carter. However, before approaching, he was stopped by the two warriors with spears on the opposite side.

Ted Carter apparently did not expect Joan and others to be so powerful, and hurriedly backed away while chanting mantras, intending to cast more powerful spells.

"Talta!"

Joan stomped on his feet, and the "Treaded Boots" excited a seismic wave that was transmitted directly to Ted's feet, knocking him to the ground, and the concentration of the spell was forced to be interrupted.

"Damn..." Ted fell into disgrace, his hands struggling to get up, and when he looked up, he saw Thomas's angry face. At first he was frightened, and then sharply pointed at Thomas's nose and shouted: "You dare -"

"Bitch raised, let's die!"

Thomas threw a rage and lightning-fast jab, hitting Ted's face, interrupting his words of intimidation.

Ted screamed and staggered back with his nose covered.

Tears, snot and blood blurred his face.

"Don't come, don't come!"

The warlock of Seline, freed her right hand to **** in the waist, suddenly pulled out a dagger, waving screaming wildly, trying to stop the angry Thomas from approaching.

"Go to death idiot!"

Thomas slammed his dagger with his right hand to block the dagger, his fist collided with the blade, and a dazzling Mars splashed out.

Taking advantage of Ted's consternation, he suddenly slammed a left hook and hit his chin firmly.

Snapped! Ted's jaw heard a bitter cracking sound, his eyes turned white, and he fell into a coma.

"Bah! Shit-like stuff, I thought I was so great!"

Thomas Ted Carter slurped at the faint, and his clenched fist glowed like a rock.

After a long day of hunting, his 1st spell slot has been exhausted, and only this "stone boxing" is left, which is just used to beat Ted Carter.

Seeing that Ted Carter was knocked down, the three people across the street were also fighting. The crossbowman named Henry took the lead in requesting a truce.

Joan, they didn't want to be punished by the referee for fighting with people, they would just accept it when they saw it, and watched Henry and others help Ted Carter to drill back into the woods.

After an unexpected conflict, the four of Joan hurriedly turned around and followed the **** wild boar.

Fortunately, the prey did not run far, Roger shot and knocked it down in time, and finally did not let the "cooked duck" fly away.

At this time, it was already dark, and Joan and his companions began to cut off the tails of three ferocious wild boars and marked the "secret mark", thus ending today's hunting trip and camping overnight on the nearby hillside.

At rest, Joan calculated the hunting gains for the past two days.

So far, a total of 4 violent wild boars plus 18 ordinary wild boars have been hunted, and a total of 38 hunting points have been earned.

Joanne is very satisfied with the current achievements of himself and his companions. Today is July 4th. If the hunting efficiency can be maintained for the next three days, it is still hopeful that the team will rank in the top three by the end of the game.

...

"Pooh!"

Ted Carter spit out a missing tooth and poured another bottle of healing potion. The swollen jaw was still burning pain, so he had to close his mouth and use all the malicious language he knew to curse Thomas in his heart. Chap.

His companion had cleared an open space by the mountain stream, started a campfire, and prepared to camp.

Henry was sitting by the fire, trying to repair the damaged enchanted crossbow. However, the crossbow machine has been completely smashed by a large-caliber lead projectile, and there are no suitable tools and replacement parts on hand. He had to give up his destiny in vain and drop the scrapped crossbow to his side.

At this moment, a rustling sound came across the mountain stream, which immediately aroused Henry's alert and quickly jumped up to remind his companion to be alert.

"Master Ted, there is movement across!"

"Damn it! Take care of me!"

Ted, holding his sore chin, walked quickly to Henry's side, narrowed his eyes, and looked out at the bushes shaking across the mountain stream.

Illuminated by the bonfire, I saw a small figure vaguely, quickly walked through the trees and walked towards this side.

"Hey! Good evening, gentlemen!"

A head suddenly appeared in the bushes, wearing a broken felt hat, looking like a wandering boy. The people beside the fire grinned and grinned, the sharp white teeth contrasted with the dark face.

"What're you, kid, what do you want to hide in the forest in the middle of the night!"

Henry clenched his dagger, ready to throw it out.

"Don't be nervous, respected gentlemen, I'm just a lost child. I'm tired and hungry. I'm chased by wild boar. It's really unlucky!"

The little man sighed and looked pitiful.

"I saw the fire here and ran over. Kind gentlemen, can you give me some food?"

While begging for food, the little dwarf came out of the bush slowly. His muscular thick lower limbs looked a little deformed compared to his thin upper body.

The little man was naked, his skin was dark and ink-like, and it looked strangely against the background of the night.

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