Chapter 516: Mythology

At this time, the Davis driver took the reins and slowed down, and turned back to Joan and Clark to ask: "There is a small hotel on the roadside ahead. Would the two gentlemen get off to rest and have lunch, and then continue their journey?" "
"I'm not hungry yet, but it's nice to get off and take a walk, brother, what do you say?" Clark asked Joan.
"I'm not hungry either." Joan stood up from the carriage and looked north along the avenue, and the towering city gate of Prince's Harbour stood at the end of the avenue.
"Mr. Carter, how far is it from here to the south gate of Puerto Princesa?" Joan asked the driver.
"Not far away, Master Vida, this is the suburb of Princes Harbor. After passing the hotel in front, you can reach the South Gate in less than half an hour by car."
"How long does it take to walk?" Joan asked next.
"If you go faster, it will be about an hour, or three miles." The driver answered with a smile.
Joan nodded and turned to Clark, whispering, "We are involved in the conflict between the Centaurs and Henry Baldwin in House Town, and we are not allowed to be on the blacklist of the Conquering Order. Chief Isaac Hook is both a high-level conqueror and an uncle of Henry Baldwin and the backstage boss of the ranch. Now that the past five days have passed, General Hook has mostly learned from the mouth of the "Snapper" Shaman He has broken his good deeds in Housetown. I am afraid I will not let you and me off easily, so I have to be more careful."
"Dude, what you said makes sense, but how should we guard against it?"
Clark also realized the seriousness of the situation and looked at Joan slightly uneasy.
"This place is very close to Prince's Harbour. The closer it is to the city gate, the more pedestrians there will be on the road. It is forbidden to include General Hook's spies. We'd better dismount from here and hide in the roadside woods first. Disguise yourself, and then walk to Prince's Port, lest you will be surrounded by patrols as soon as you enter the city, and thrown into prison." Qiao An whispered.
"Okay, just do what you said."
Clark jumped out of the carriage, went around and whispered a few words with the driver. He gave him a gold coin and sent him back to the town of Haus in an empty car.
The driver turned around while driving, and Joan and Clark walked into the maple forest deep into the road to hide while no other pedestrians were passing by.
Joan first made an "improvement technique" to change his clothes and appearance, looked up at Clark, and suddenly realized a serious problem.
Frost Giant is nearly fourteen feet tall, no matter how makeup is changed, this magnificent body will inevitably attract the curiosity of passers-by.
If you just enter the city like this, just walking around on the street will attract the attention of the patrol, and it won't take long for the wind to reach General Hook's ears.
"Mr. Henil, your size is so conspicuous, I have to find a way to make you shorter."
Joan walked to Frost Giant and tried to bless him with a "Human Shrinkage" first. The result ended in failure.
It is not surprising to think about it afterwards.
The upper limit of the energy level of the "Human Shrinkage Technique" in Ring 1 is too low. It is impossible to reduce any creature to a level without limit. When the inventor of this spell designed the spell configuration, he prescribed a general scope of application- Spells are only effective for "humanoids".
Clark belongs to the "Giant Clan". Although it looks like a human, it is not strictly a humanoid, so "human shrinkage" is invalid for him.
Joan folded his arms across his chest and stared up at Frost Giant for a while, thinking of a new way of casting ideas, and set out to try.
This time Joan didn't directly cast a spell, first called a "mythical power" to replace it with a spell slot, and then blessed "myth reduction" for Clark.
Ring 1 "Human Shrinkage" is a product of compromise.
The reason why the spell restricts the group of the recipient is because the magic energy level of the 1st spell slot is too low, which constitutes a "soft constraint" on the effectiveness of the spell.
In this sense, the magic level of the spell position is like money. How much money is there to do a lot of things: Miss Kuan can afford real gold and silver jewelry, and the poor girl can only spend a little money to temporarily rent jewelry, or simply buy glass The imitation made.
For the civilian population, there are many times when you can really do whatever you want with money. Similar reasoning applies to the caster class. If your mana is strong enough, you can do whatever you want!
Joan's "Mythical Power" can not only replace the spell position, but will also increase the upper limit of the magic power with the improvement of his casting ability, which is always equivalent to the highest ring spell position he has.
Joan is a 4th-level wizard and currently can use up to 2 ring spells. The magic power converted by a "mythical power" is equivalent to a 2 ring spell slot. If it is used to match a 1 ring spell like "shrinkage" There are a lot of magic that is not useful, like spending a gold coin to buy a commodity with a market price of a silver coin. It is a pity that it is wasted. It is better to use this part of redundant magic to optimize and strengthen the spell configuration. ".
The result of this attempt again validates the axiom of the caster class—
Mana is high enough to do whatever you want!
The ordinary version of "Human Shrinkage" has no effect on the Frost Giant, but "Myth Shrinkage" has successfully changed Clark's size!
After the cast was completed, Joan observed Clark's new image and found a detail worth pondering.
If he applies "myth reduction" to humanoids, he can reduce the opponent's height to at most 14 of the normal size, which is a reduction of two size levels; while he cast "myth reduction" on Clark, he can only The reduction of Clark to a normal size of 12 is only equivalent to the normal version of reduction.
Since the subject is beyond the limits of the spell configuration, it is normal for the effects of the spell to shrink.
Fortunately, this spell effect is enough for Clark. Now his height has been reduced from 14 feet to 7 feet, and his weight has been reduced from nearly 3000 pounds to 350 pounds. It looks like a blue complexion Human brawn.
Unless he is very familiar with Clark, it is almost impossible to see through his true identity.
Clark took the felt hat and hand mirror from Joan, put on the hat first, then took a picture in the mirror, satisfied with his new image, he followed Joan back to the avenue, and walked to the south of Princes Port door.
Shortly before arriving at the city gate, Joan and Clark bowed their heads into the bustling crowd and followed the flow of people through the city gate, without alerting the guards. After entering the city, they looked at each other, and both smiled with relief.
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