Mage Joan

"The body stays in contact with the shield, and then recites the start character úré in elven language." Joan explained beside the old dwarf.

úré has the meaning of "flame" and "scorching" in elven language, and is of course suitable as the starting character of fire spells.

"Humph! Elven language again, I don't really like this girly language! Boy, you should really try to use dwarf language as a spell activation character, at least more imposing than elven language!"

Despite many complaints, the old dwarf chanted the word úré skillfully. The voice fell, and the shield of Adamantite suddenly radiated red light, and then a large blaze of flame was sprayed straight ahead. The flames rushing across the sky showed a cone-shaped radiation, instantly covering the 15-foot space directly in front of the shield. After igniting the riverside bushes, they spread to the water and dissipated.

From Flint chanting the start mantra until the cone-shaped flame erupted, it took only a second from beginning to end. After the flames raged, a large piece of charred grass was left, and a large cloud of steam rose from the river.

"Wow~ That's great!" Tom clapped excitedly, "Come again, come again."

Flint was also frowning, drawing the lush beard back to avoid being burnt by the flames of the shield, and then chanting the mantra again to activate the enchantment special effect, and a cone-shaped flame spurt out. Repeated this three times, the magic halo around the shield dimmed, and then the old dwarf did not respond to how to recite the mantra.

Flint was not surprised by this scenario. As he had guessed beforehand, the magic power stored in the shield is limited, and the "burning hand" can only be released 3 times a day.

Joanne is also very satisfied with his work, and finally lives up to Flint's expectations. Looking up at the sky, and unconsciously the night had come, he said goodbye to Flint and Tom, packed his backpack and went home.

After an afternoon of forging hammers, Joe Ann was so tired that he went home to take a hot bath and sat at the dining table for a hard dinner. After returning to the desk, he habitually opened the spell book and suddenly remembered that he hadn't visited Grandpa today, so he put away the book and ran to Houshan Lodge, and showed the two magical weapons forged today to Grandpa.

Old Man Thiel was polishing his bow and arm under the light. His daggers and shields displayed by his grandson just glanced lightly and nodded and said, "Not bad."

"Even if you can't become a Master in the future, you can still rely on this skill to eat together."

Joanne didn't expect his grandfather to praise himself, he was very satisfied with this evaluation.

Old Man Thiel waved at him and said impatiently: "Don't linger here, didn't you see that I am busy? You go to Houshan to see Jamie and the big guy named Gray. go to bed."

Jo Ann responded, and said that Grandpa went straight to the Houshan woods. As soon as he entered the forest, he heard the dog bark, and Jamie greeted cheerfully. Gray followed behind the half-breed winter wolf, carrying a wild boar on his shoulder, which seemed to be a good harvest tonight.

Joan rubbed Jamie's head and hugged Grey again, walking in the woods with the wolf and the beast. Joan is not good at speaking, and he does not need to use language to communicate with Jamie and Gray, nor to force himself to talk about uninteresting topics in order to avoid the cold. This warm and tacit atmosphere is a rare enjoyment for him.

When approaching the forest hut, Jamie stopped suddenly, first sniffing restlessly, and then roared sharply towards the forest hut.

"What's wrong, Jamie?" Joan asked puzzlingly.

Jamie still roared nonstop. Gray blocked Joan behind him, and whispered to the wood house to warn him: "Moge! Moge!"

Now Joan understood that Jamie and Gray both smelled strangers, and the uninvited guest was probably lurking in the cabin at the moment.

Seemingly disturbed by the barking of the dog, the door of the cabin slowly opened with a creak, and a weird figure crept out of the door and appeared in Joan's vision.

The moment his eyes touched the man, Joan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, realizing the big trouble he had been worried about this month... Finally he came to the door.

Appearing in front of the hut is a lizard man wearing a sacrificial robe, holding a wooden stick, and looks like a shaman. However, Joan soon noticed that the right arm of the man with the stick was wearing a thick bandage, the white linen was bleeding and dizzy, and the look of the eyes was intertwined with panic and alertness-not so much that he came to the door to seek revenge. It looks more like an embarrassing fugitive.

Gray’s mind is not as complicated as that of Joan. The first time he saw the Lizardman appear in front of the door of his lodge, he immediately recalled the crocodile Lizardman shaman, who was killed in the swamp more than a month ago. And the Lizardman Shaman Chud who came after him to find it troublesome. At first, in order to avoid the lizard man's pursuit, Gray was forced to follow Joan to escape from his homeland swamp and hide in the mountain forest behind Delin to avoid the wind.

It has been more than a month since the lizard man, who has almost been forgotten by Gray, suddenly appears in his place, and the peaceful and happy life is destroyed again. Gray naturally takes the lizard man on the opposite side as a killer who comes to seek revenge. Unable to contain his anger, he clenched his fists and snarled at the lizardman.

The Lizardmen didn't seem to expect to encounter a furious gray beast in the woods of this human town. The dark green scales of the face fluttered a bit of hesitation, and with their sticks back to the door, they tried to hide into the hut to avoid the conflict.

Gray became more and more angry when he saw the scene. In its simple mind, this cottage belongs to Joan and his grandfather, and he and Jamie shoulder the sacred mission of replacing the owner to guard the cottage and the surrounding fruit trees. The ugly lizard man dares to occupy the cottage, which is more than the door Seeking revenge is even more unforgivable.

Driven by anger, the Grey Beast strode forward. The Lizardman apparently also realized that the cabin could not help themselves to stop this angry beast, hurriedly cast a series of spell-casting gestures, chanted natural magical prayers, and the scorching magic power was then led out, quickly condensing and forming.

Joan initially thought that the lizardman shaman tried to release "fire burning" or "flaming sphere", but he soon recognized that the magic that the other party guided was not only fire, but also merged with more pure divine power. It means that the spell has both the attributes of "flame" and "divine power", and the lethality is far from comparable to "fire" or "flaming orb".

Joan learned a lot about the Druid while he was in contact with the Conti family. When he saw that the golden and bright magical power of the Lizardman shaman was coming out, he immediately foreseen the crisis and quickly reminded Grey: " Don’t go past it-watch out for the'fire strike'!"

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