Chapter 160: Peaceful life (2)
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Mystic Wizard in Azeroth
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- 2021-01-31 05:39:47
To the west of Silvermoon City, a red-haired elf rushed in in a classroom at Fatherlin College, the largest college in Quel'Thalas, and quickly walked towards a blond elf sitting by the window, and whispered to him: "Varna's Blade of Dawn, the latest issue of "Arcane Research" has been sent to the Arcane Teaching and Research Office, I brought you a copy!"
"Okay, Konas Mingyi, thanks a lot!"
Soon the two elves sat together and looked at the magazine in hand, and Varna directly asked Konas, "You have finished reading Konas, is there any article about fire shaping spells in this issue?"
"Oh, Varna, I recommend you to read the paper from pages 127 to 135. The author is the master of the traveler, and should be helpful to your current plight. "The red-haired elf said while looking at the cover article.
Varna nodded. He first laid the magazine flat on the table and stared at the pattern on the cover for a while: a few small white were slowly rotating around the sky blue core in the middle, showing a strange appearance. The beauty of order.
Then turn to the first article, he says: "the essence of magic: Arcane particle research method further inquiry", author: Aristophanes Windrunner.
Looking at the lines of complex formulas, data, and derivations, Varner quickly turned his eyes away, and quickly turned the magazine to page 127, his eyes lit up.
When he read the excitement, Varna immediately mobilized the arcane around him and formed a slightly complicated circle above his head. He excitedly said to Konas: "Look, Konas, I made it!" The other wizard wizards also stopped their work and looked at him.
"Be low-key, Varna," the red-haired elf said with a frown, "this is a classroom, not a laboratory and training ground."
"Yes, Konas, according to this article, I adjusted the order of energy input a bit, and the previous jerky feeling disappeared!" Varna said, dispelling the circle in his hand, and then raised The book at hand said, "This "Basics of Pyroblast Technique-Suitable for Wizards Who Just Started" came in time."
"Oh, speaking of it, I still like the "Alternative Effects of Ice Spells-Taking Ice Ray as an Example" he wrote in the last issue," the elf named Konas shrugged, "but I really want to Seeing the master of the Windrunner family, the articles he published recently are really helpful to us low-level mages."
"Who can say no, but the master has always been simple and simple. I heard that this master spends all his free time in his mage tower to study arcane arts. It is completely unlike other Silvermoon City masters who like speeches and banquets. That's why the nobles of Silvermoon City gave him the title of'Ascetic'." Varna said while flipping through the writings of other people in the magazine.
"Hey, I forgot to tell you that I wrote on the farstrider fortress entourage mage in the voluntary report, not the workshop of the Sunwing family." Konas said.
"Are you crazy, Konas Brightwing?" Varna was a little shocked, "You actually gave up Lysa Sunwing's invitation? You know that Silvermoon City's largest alchemy workshop belongs to her family!"
Konas tugged at him to calm him down, and then explained to him: "Speak down Varna, this is the result of my deep thought. I am not like you, you are a direct line of the Dawn Blade family, and I just A side branch of the Yi family, don’t you understand the gap between these?
And what's the situation in Silvermoon City, you, a veteran member of the Mage Council family, must know better than me. Even if a low-level mage who is a side branch of the Ranger family barely stays in Silvermoon City, Dingtian will eventually become a workshop supervisor , And what can this do? "
Varna's Dawn Blade was a little stupid. He didn't expect his friend to abandon his position in Silvermoon City and choose to go to the difficult front line. Although Aristophanes has become a master recognized by the king, has been commended by the kingdom, and has built a very rich territory, in the eyes of the nobles of Silvermoon City, it is still a remote country with talent and talent. The elves of the way will not choose to accept the service invitation there.
"But, but..." the blond elf muttered a few words, and what he wanted to say was as if it could not be said in his throat.
Konas began to comfort his friends, saying that Master Aristophane also started the war with the trolls on the border, where he could better use what he had learned Barabara, which calmed his emotions.
In the evening, Lysa Riyi blocked Konas by the lake.
The female elf with long and supple platinum hair angrily asked the male elf in front of her: "Konas Mingyi, why are you rejecting me...rejecting the workshop invitation of the Sunwing family? Do you hate me so much?"
Konas looked at the female elf in front of him and said seriously: "Lysha, have you ever thought that if I enter your alchemy workshop and stay in Silvermoon City, I might be able to live a very comfortable life, but It's getting farther and farther away from our dreams!"
Speaking of this, Konas couldn’t help taking out a piece of shabby parchment from his pocket. On it, he wrote a few words in Salas in different handwritings. Lysa Riyi recognized it all at once. He stammered: "Co...Konas, do you still keep this?"
Konas nodded, and said solemnly: "Perhaps you and Varna have forgotten our three ambitions, but I still remember."
"Okay, okay," Ryza Sunwing waved her hand as if giving up, "Since you have decided, then you can go, don't regret it!"
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Time flies, and it's the annual celebration day of Farstrider Fortress.
"Lucia, record, the twenty-seventh water elemental core analysis experiment." In the middle of the Farstrider Tower, Aristophanes is conducting an experiment, and his two apprentices and five newly arrived novice wizards Is standing behind him to help record.
Along with the wave of arcane magic power, the core of the water element in the center of the field surrounded by layers of magic circles began to glow, and the sound of the tide began to ring in the ears of the elves in the laboratory.
Aristophane looked serious, and carefully increased the input of secret energy. The core of the water element became more and more unstable, and a large number of cracks began to appear on its surface.
"Attention, stand behind the shield!" Aristophane said suddenly.
Before the voice fell, the sound of the tide became louder, while the core of the water element slowly rose, and then split into several pieces, and a light blue portal appeared in front of them.
Aristophan took out Okurta’s suit, and at this moment a voice suddenly remembered in his mind: "Hey, where did you find the core of the Water Elemental Mage Lord? It also activated the position on it. Face mark."
"Dezmit, do you know the situation across the portal?" Aristophane asked in his heart while raising his vigilance.
Before Dezmit could answer, another voice appeared in Aristophanes' ears, but he did not understand the language: "&……¥&5?"
"This is the lingua franca of the Elemental Plane of Water~EbookFREE.me~ Dezmit said, "The other side is wondering how this door opened, and...thank you? "
At this moment, the existence across the door seemed to notice Aristophanes and the magic sword in his hand. With a wave of fluctuations, a small green water element appeared in front of them.
"Hello, Mage." A very neutral voice came into Aristophane's mind, "Thank you for releasing me from this plane. In return, I hope you can accept these two special clear water ring. "
The little water element controlled the water flow and handed him two green rings shining with rich magical aura. Aristophanes reached out and took them off, and a cool magical power poured into his mind.
"Okay, now I'm going back to take back what I deserve. Goodbye, Master."
Before Aristophane could reply, the portal in front of him disappeared, and the little water element turned into a pool of water stains and remained on the ground, leaving only the two emerald green rings in his hand. Explain that what just happened was not an illusion.