Ride and Cut

After getting off the public carriage, a few people had not had time to stand still, and the coachman drove the horse away hurriedly like burning buttocks.

　　 "It's here." Richard's tone was not a question, but a statement.

　　 His gaze seemed to be stuck by glue, and he fixed his eyes firmly on a two-story red brick building on the opposite side of the road.

　　As a newly promoted Xinghua Church, Richard can clearly feel that although this small building looks ordinary or even outdated, it contains a powerful and introverted element fluctuation in it.

　　 This kind of fluctuation will be as eye-catching as a campfire in the dark for a person of sufficient rank. As element users, the shamans in Gaoshan Fort also have elemental fluctuations. Just in comparison, it seems that the gap between the giant dragon and the earth dragon is completely different.

　　 He now fully believes that there really is a magister living here.

　　 Qiqiu poked out a little furry head from Richard's lapels, a look of sleepy eyes.

　　Lord Lord always takes the **** with his sword every time he goes to the sky, and his function is similar to a parachute. In this way, even if he misses and falls, as long as Qiqiu transforms to catch him, there will be no air crash.

　　 At this moment, even this little **** who can't sleep all the time seems to be aware of it. He stretched out his paws and rubbed his eyes, and raised his ears as if he was alert.

　　 Bedrick wiped his hair, showing a rare face, and went to the door and knocked twice.

　　A very kind old man with white hair and beard opened the door, "Baker, good boy, you are here again."

　　 is very well maintained, white and plump complexion ruddy, almost no wrinkles on the face. Almost all of the time, I was eating before opening the door, with a smear of brown sauce hanging around my mouth, which seemed a bit careless.

　　 Richard blinked his eyes twice. If it weren't for the kind of deep elemental fluctuations that were like a deep ocean, he couldn't deceive people. He couldn't believe that this old man turned out to be a magister--it would be too ordinary.

　　 "Master, I'll bring a friend." Bedrick hadn't forgotten to introduce him to the lord first.

　　 "Come in together, and have a cup of tea." The Magister Du Pont's ale belly was a bit unable to take back, and he almost got stuck when he re-entered the door.

　　 Richard also didn't see outside, and followed Bedrick into the door, walked through the corridor into the meeting room, and each took their seats on those chairs that might seem to be older than him.

　　 The room is a very typical Pompeii civilian home layout, all aesthetics must make way for practicality, and the kitchen can be seen directly from a few steps away. Common household facilities, such as kettles, saucepans, and candle holders, are neatly arranged and seem to be old goods.

　　 There are some old stains on the wooden floor that cannot be washed off, and several peeling walls have not been treated.

　　 Everything is so ordinary that it can't be ordinary.

　　 "Get some tea." But when Du Pont took out a crooked wooden stick from his arms and tapped it lightly, this commonplace stopped abruptly.

　　 Several porcelain bottles on the kitchen counter floated automatically, and poured water and sugar into the teapot. The tea in the jar lined up like soldiers, climbing to the mouth of the pot one by one and then jumping down. At the same time, the firewood in the fireplace was already burning and preheating.

　　 When the lord came back to his senses, the five porcelain cups were already in place, and they fell in front of himself, Bedrick, Du Pont, and two entourages, waiting for the tea to arrive.

　　 From his point of view, this should be a fancy use of the hand of the mage.

　　 That is just the lowest-level spell of the Qi system, and the mana consumption is so low that an entry-level apprentice can cast it, and the difficulty of getting started is almost non-existent.

　　 But if you want to achieve flexible control, you have to have enough control and pure elements. It is a typical model that is easy to learn and difficult to master.

　　 So there is a saying in the magic academia-whether the hand of a wizard is good or bad is the difference between a giant and a novice. It is indeed reasonable.

　　 The mage's hand does the housework like this, although it is not as eye-catching as the energy-shaping spells Richard has seen before, and it is even not as good as Nehru's fireball. But if it is more true, the difficulty of the two is not in the same dimension at all.

　　 With such an almost inadvertent subtle manipulation, a discerning person knows at a glance that the magical attainments of this Master Dupont are absolutely amazing.

　　 "What's that doing?" Richard suddenly discovered that when the porcelain bottle was pouring water, there was a layer of gauze in the middle, preventing the water from falling directly into the pot.

"Do you know that there are many insects in the water that are invisible to the eyes. If we boil the water directly, we will kill them." said the Magister Dupont. "So we have to sift the water like this to save these innocents. Little life."

　　 "It turned out to be like this." Lord Lord felt slightly subtle.

　　 As the magister standing at the top of the caster’s pyramid, Du Pont undoubtedly masters the deepest and most complex magic. Those were all magic that was easy enough to kill hundreds of thousands of people at once, and they would even care about the life and death of insects in the water. The contrast was a bit strong.

　　 "Forgot to ask you, do you mind adding sugar?"

　　 This fat old man is so kind, so that Richard feels flattered.

"do not mind."

　　 "Although I don't know what your name is, but I know you are certainly not bad." The teapot flew over ~www.readwn.com~ and automatically filled five cups with tea. Master Dupont picked up a cup and placed it on his belly, which was just right.

　　 "You were teasing the kid at the entrance of the city, and you slipped a gold coin into his collar, right? The action is very fast, no one else found it, but I can see it clearly."

　　 "It must be said that he is very careful. Only when he goes home to change clothes will he discover this windfall."

　　 "Are you watching me?" Lord Lord frowned, there was an urge to dissipate immediately.

　　 When he was teasing the kid, he really sent back his kindness once in a year. But Richard asked himself that he had tried his best to conceal and would still be discovered, which only means that his every move is under the eyes of the opponent.

"A detection guard made with the eye of the beholder is suspended in the sky above Fleis, which can monitor the whole city in real time." Bedrick's mouth is a secret that ordinary people can never know. "Several masters take turns in charge. Today may be the turn of Master Dupont."

　　 "Who makes you fly in with a sword so conspicuous, you can't ignore it." The fat old man shrugged, "It's not my rotation today, but it's the same with this one."

　　 He pushed the ring on his index finger with his thumb, and an iron cylinder appeared out of thin air on the table top.

　　Although the appearance has changed slightly, Richard still recognizes it at a glance. This is definitely a telescope tube produced by Gaoshan Fort.

　　 "This..." Lord Lord hesitated.

　　 "This is a gift from Baker, called a telescope tube." Master Dupont said, "It is said that it was made by a pioneering baron named Richard. The structure is very delicate, and you can see the distance through it. It is very magical."