Chapter 9: Choose a career

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"I can't say that, after all, I have awakened a grudge." The old man groaned for a while after listening.
"Yeah, yeah, it would be great if the mental power increased a little bit, wood magician, natural magician, tusk!" Locke also felt that Cook's luck was quite bad, if his mental strength increased by one. The auxiliary magician of the Nature Department, it is estimated that Cook will become a sweet potato in one go.
"In fact, triple mental power can also release wood magic, but the casting range and power must be much weaker, and the possibility of becoming a great magician is extremely small." The old man continued to explain.
"Forget it, the master has three times the mental power never mentioned. Training a magician is not something that a Viscount can bear." Viscount Locke was a little unwilling to hear it, but he made a wise choice.
"Actually, Lord Viscount doesn’t have to be like this. Although Cook is useless in your hands, it is certainly useful in the hands of which great magician and even the magician. Lord Viscount doesn’t prevent this kid from acting personally. In this regard, I am Can help." The old man heard Viscount Locke's words and said in a low voice.
"Really, but thank you for your kindness, Master, but Cook is a commoner, and he has not sworn allegiance to me..." Viscount Lock's heart moved, but he replied embarrassedly.
"Hehe, I'm afraid that this little guy will know to make trouble for you in the future, and if this little guy is lucky enough to gain the trust of a magician, it is indeed disastrous for you as a Viscount. Then, Lord Viscount, you still Do you want a scroll about fighting spirit, especially this little guy with a pig race. The talent of double strength may be inconspicuous at a low level, but if you think about it, if you reach the stage of the fourth-level knight with fighting energy, it will be doubled. What kind of concept is the doubling of combat power brought about by power?" The old guy spared no effort to promote.
"Thank you, Master, but I have decided to hand Harrig over to the family. I am only a third-level knight. How can I manage such a person?" Viscount Locke thought for a while and explained politely.
"That's true!" The old man slapped his lips and replied.
"Hehe, Viscount Locke, please!" After the old man finished speaking, he drew out two scrolls and applied a magic mark on them. So he asked Rock to take the people away.
Viscount Locke bends down and salutes, and then takes Harrig, Cook and three depressed guys away with one hand. Of course, Viscount Locke is actually very happy. After all, there are two talented bloodline fighters. A viscount should be satisfied.
"My lord." Queff and the trio saw Viscount Locke coming out, and then looked at the unconscious Cook and Harrig, they all squeezed up one after another.
"Two!" Viscount Locke said two words excitedly.
"Two?" Queff and the others were stunned. Who could have imagined that there were two strong talented bloodlines.
"Moreover, I have awakened a grudge. Take care of them. I will leave a message to Lord Lori." Locke put the two down very carefully, and then ordered the three of Quéve and walked to a window. Of course, gold coins are indispensable. .
"Okay, Viscount Locke, your message will be delivered to Master Lori within one day, 800 gold coins." The person inside replied formulaically.
"Thank you!" Viscount Locke felt painful again. There is no way. This magician union has a unique intelligence network. As long as it is a magician on the mainland, the magician union will send any news within a day, of course. This charge is related to the number of words and distance.
Viscount Locke walked out of the Wizards’ Guild with Cook and Harrieg in a coma. Locke looked at the huge gate of the Wizards’ Guild and couldn’t help but feel a little pain. As long as the Wizards’ Guild entered, nearly two thousand gold coins were gone. Knowing that his territory only earns a few hundred gold coins a year, but Locke looked at Cook and had a calculation in his mind.
"Cook, your talents have been explained in detail by me. Tell me, what career do you want to choose? This time we will purchase weapons and equipment together." After Cook woke up, Harrig had disappeared. Now, Kidd was missing together. Obviously Viscount Locke had sent Harrig to his family, and Viscount Locke explained Cook's talent in detail.
"Birds and beasts, of course the hunter is chosen." With years of gaming experience, Cook replied very readily.
"Puff!" Queff next to him rushed to the ground, obviously surprised by the answer.
"Hunter, Cook, do you know that the hunter is actually a bad job. Not only is it dangerous, it's not an opponent of warriors in close combat, and long-range combat is not an opponent of archers. As for thieves, the hunter is helpless, and Most hunters act as scouts, mainly used for vigilance. Of course, if the hunter can regain a powerful monster as a pet, it will be a lot..., but not even a good monster, even our family. How many." Viscount Locke explained patiently.
"But, but my talent and attributes are not suitable for anything?" Cook replied weakly after a while.
Locke and Queff looked at each other, and then both sighed, because what Cook said was reasonable, and the destructive power of wood vindictiveness was not good. Moreover, it is greatly restricted by the environment. Of course, wood magic is different, because grudge and magic are two different systems.
"Then hunter!" Viscount Locke nodded and said, in fact, Viscount Locke didn't care at all.
Later, Viscount Locke and Queff taught Cook some knowledge about fighting spirit cultivation, but they did not teach the method of fighting spirit cultivation. As for talent, it is necessary to comprehend it, and outsiders simply don't know how to use talent.
Then Cook had a set of hunter equipment, a compound bow, a quiver, twenty iron arrows, a half-length leather armor, a pair of leather boots, a leather belt, and two samurai costumes. Lord Locke fifteen gold coins.
"Cook, this is your pocket money, just see what you have to buy yourself." Viscount Locke generously gave Cook a gold coin, and then asked Narris to take Cook around, of course the other three The guards only have a reward of ten silver coins, and of course they don't have the right to go out, and of course they don't know each other.
"Thank you, Lord Viscount." Cook was emotionally excited. This finally recovered a gold coin. It seemed that his choice was not wrong.
"My lord, why did Cook choose the hunter? It's a knight. Although the wood knight is not good at attack, but it is durable..." Queff asked Viscount Locke in confusion when he saw Cook left.
"Hehe, it doesn't matter. Cook won't stay where I am for long anyway. In fact, Cook has three times mental power. I didn't tell Cook about this. Do you know what three times mental power means?" Locke asked triumphantly. Tao.
"What does it represent?" Queff asked in surprise.
"Can release magic, but the power and cast range are not very good." Viscount Locke said with a smile.
"Unleash the wood magic, my God, you earned it this time, my lord." Queff exclaimed suddenly.
"But Cook's talent is not up to the level of a great magician, even an intermediate magician. You talk about such a wood magician, and you should pay attention to the demonstration range and the power of casting only half of other magicians. What's the use? Besides, do we have so much money to train?" Locke continued to explain later.
"So that's the case, so your lord is preparing?" Queff said suddenly.
"For Lord Lori, a great magician definitely needs some errands or something, and Cook is not only three times the mental power, but also a wood element, and he also has a rare level of talent such as animal language and animal language, although it is rubbish. Talent, but aren't magicians all mysterious and mysterious? I don't think Lord Lori will refuse such a servant." Viscount Locke smiled and took a sip of wine, then said.
"My lord is wise!" Queff poured wine quickly to Viscount Locke, flattering.
"What, a book actually costs ten gold coins?" Cook asked angrily. This is actually because Cook wanted to recognize words, so he inquired about it, but I was very disappointed when it came, because a book similar to graphic recognition The book of Chinese characters actually costs at least ten gold coins, and this is elementary, and I don’t know how many in advanced tests.
"Hmph, you have the ability to get the scroll of wisdom. It's simple, you can read it even if you tear it. You don't need to read it." The book seller looked at Cook with contempt and said with a cold snort.
"Buy and buy, where can it be sold?" Cook asked immediately when he heard this.
"Hahahaha! The Wizards Guild has it, but you'd better bring 800 gold coins!" The book seller said with a laugh.
"800 gold coins!" Cook was stunned.
"Little guy, come here, come here, I have good things here. As long as one gold coin, all you need is one gold coin." A middle-aged man in a gray robe stopped Cook, staring at a gold coin in Cook's hand. Said while looking at the things on the stall.
"What are you selling? They are all wooden boxes?" Cook looked at the things on the stall and asked in surprise.
"Hey, there are good and bad things in these boxes, the best is a monster egg, yes it is a monster egg, of course there are empty boxes." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"Brother Naris, is this true?" Cook asked Naris next to him.
"It's true, this stall owner belongs to the Magician Guild. Although he is a magic apprentice, he dare not fake it." Narris looked at the badge on the old man's robe, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com replied.
"But Lord Locke said that Warcraft is very powerful, how can such a small box fit it?" Cook asked suspiciously afterwards.
"Hehe, little guy, there are big and small monsters, besides, what good monster eggs can you buy for a gold coin?" the middle-aged vendor asked rhetorically with a smile.
"Two chances for a gold coin!" Cook gritted his teeth after a while, in fact, this is the same as buying a lottery ticket.
"No, one gold coin at a time!" The middle-aged stallholder was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly, because this was the first time someone had bargained so much.
"Sixty silver coins." Cook said afterwards.
"No, a gold coin, no bargaining!" The middle-aged stall owner still replied stiffly.
"At most 80 gold coins, I'll leave if I can't." Cook turned around and left after speaking.
"Add ten more!" The middle-aged stallholder was speechless, gritted his teeth.
"Five, plus five at most. I'll leave if I don't do it. I'm going to go to the bar to have fun." Cook hesitated, gritted his teeth, and then said with some meaning.
"Okay, you are cruel! Eighty-five silver coins, choose once." The middle-aged stallholder looked at Cook depressedly, and then said bitterly.
"Hehe!" Cook smiled, and Narris on one side opened his eyes wide, and muttered in his heart: "Is the test wrong, this Cook has Fox blood?"
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