Mage Joan

After listening to Shrek's complaint, Joan thought about it and made a suggestion to him, hoping to dispel his unrealistic thinking about "Wisdom of Wisdom".

"Mr. Shrek, if you can provide two ounces of magic crystals as an enchanting material, plus a piece of personally worn jewelry as an enchanting embryo material, I can help you process a magic guide, and I dare not say more, improve two intellectual attributes It’s not a problem.” Joan smiled shyly, then said: “After the two points of intelligence have been enhanced, Mr. Shrek, your mind will become as smart as Mr. Heil.”

"Oh! Is this true?" Shrek glared with excitement in his small eyes. "Shrek has become as clever as the big man. Don't try to fool Shrek in the future, and Miss Fiona will also look at Shrek! Mr. Master , This is awesome!"

"Mr. Vida, please allow me to speak more." The poet Casio was puzzled. "I also know a little about the enchanting process. Just 2 ounces of magic crystals, I am afraid it is not enough to make a magic device that enhances the intelligence of 2 points."

"The ordinary enchanting process is indeed impossible, but I have a unique enchanting technique, and 2 ounces of magic crystals are enough." Joan answered confidently.

"Cough...if that's the case..." The poet rubbed his hands and looked like he was embarrassed.

Joan observes his appearance and vaguely guesses his intentions, then he tentatively asks, "Mr. Casio, do you also need a magic weapon to improve attributes?"

"Oh! My dear Mr. Master, you are so empathetic!"

Casio was happy like a pug and rushed to Joan enthusiastically, trying to kiss his cheek.

Clark's eyes were fast, and he pushed Casio away, whispering angrily: "If you have something to say, what do you do with your feet!"

Joan instinctively ducked sideways away from the poet and found that Casio had been pushed away by the Frost Giant, and said to Clark: "It's okay, Mr. Hennier, I think Mr. Casio is not malicious. He was just too excited just now."

"Yeah! I'm just a little excited! You know, it's always difficult for people like me who are engaged in art to contain the passion in my heart. Brother Joan, please don't mind my rudeness!"

Casio apologized to Joan first, then turned his head and glared at Frost Giant.

"Ruddy, I won't eat Brother Joan, don't be nervous, okay!"

"Mr. Casio, do you want a magic device that enhances the charisma?"

Joan didn't want to listen to the endless quarrel between the poet and Giant Frost, and simply digressed.

"Yes! I can provide magic crystals and embryo materials. The enchanting process will please you brother. If you can meet my little wish, I would like to give you the harvest of this treasure hunt!" Poet Xing Said aggressively.

Joan fully understands why Casio is so excited.

"Bard poet" is a profession that shows extraordinary power by performing talents in public. Not only the appeal of talent performances depends mainly on the charm of the poet, but even the ability of the poet to cast spells is also closely related to the level of charm-this is related to relying on intelligence The spellcasting wizard is completely different.

If Casio gets a magic weapon that improves the charm attribute, even if it is only increased by two points, his strength will definitely be significantly improved, no wonder he will be so excited.

The stronger the teammate's strength, the stronger the ability to deal with risks in the treasure hunt process. As the most vulnerable member of the four-person team, Qiao An is more secure.

He is happy to use his enchanting skills to help his companions to improve his strength. As for the benefits Casio promised to him, he does not care much.

After all, the treasure hasn't been shadowed yet. The "option" that Casio transferred to him may be worthless or worthless.

For things that are unclear, Joan has never expected too much, lest the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Casio carried a small pot of magic crystals with a weight of almost half a pound, and handed the same necklace and a collar to Joan as an enchanting embryo material for making "charm necklace" and "wisdom collar".

Joan accepted these enchanting materials, thought about it, and raised his head to ask Clark: "The magic crystal that Mr. Casio gave me is enough to make three pieces of magic guides. If Mr. Henil needs a strength-enhancing magic guide, I can make it together. , Anyway, it’s easy."

"Of course!" Clark nodded with a smile, and said to Casio again: "Lend me two ounces of magic crystals and wait for the treasure hunt to complete this trip, and I will definitely repay!

Casio waved his hand: "You don't have to be polite with me. When you were in the tavern with the king in the pub, I secretly calculated you back. The two ounces of magic crystal white give you, and we are even."

Clark accepted the poet's compensation, and then pulled off the wide belt tied around his waist and gave it to Joan as the enchanting embryo material for the magic weapon that improved the power attribute.

Joan put all the materials in the storage bag, and then briefly explained the enchanting process to the three people.

With the help of a special enchanting technique-actually using the "evolution" feature of No. 23 Rune Run Daeg, it is inconvenient to tell everyone that he can use the "repetitive stacking" process to create magic boosters with improved attributes.

Compared with the conventional enchanting process, this operation can greatly save costs. The entire production process takes about ten days, which can just fill his free time during the journey.

"Casio transferred the right to share the treasure to the little mage, and Shrek lost his wrist to the big one. He has long lost the right to share the treasure and must use other methods to reward the little mage."

The Ogre King is an upright man, and as he claimed, he never let his friends suffer.

"Little Master, this bottle of magic potion is for you. It's a thank-you gift for Shrek."

Joan took the crystal bottle from Shrek. The thin-necked bottle about three inches long contained light golden liquid, radiating magical aura through the bottle wall.

"Mr. Shrek, can you elaborate on the purpose and origin of this potion?" Joan asked curiously.

"Um... this is a token of love that Miss Fiona gave Shrek."

The thick face of the ogre king's humility, showing a trace of pity.

Joan shook his wrist and nearly knocked over the medicine bottle.

"Faithful token? How can such a commemorative gift be given away as a gift!" Joan stood up quickly, trying to return the potion to Shrek.

"King, please restrain your vanity and tell the truth, so as not to misunderstand the mage." Casio exclaimed with a wry smile.

Shrek's fat face suddenly turned red, and he lowered his head to fiddle with his fingers.

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