Wizard Hutton was a law-defying wizard, and he was embarrassed by a low-level "fireball" from his own disciple. It was a funny thing to see.
Of course, Frankenstein was not one of them. His face under the hood did not change at all. His power of the Will was always on alert, ready to protect Abel at any time.
Wizard Hutton looked at the magic staff in Bernie's hand, "What's that magic staff in your hand, Bernie? How did it strengthen the fireball so much?"
"Teacher, are you saying that my 'fireball' spell was because of this magic staff?" Bernie looked at the magic staff in disbelief.
It wasn't like he didn't know anything. As the young master of the dwarven business family in the Holy Continent, he knew quite a bit about magic staffs. However, there was no pattern on the magic staff in his hand. How could it be because of the magic staff?
Still, he knew that there was no way he could instantaneously cast a "fireball" spell. The only possibility was the magic staff that Abel just gave him.
He ignited the "fireball" spell again. In an instant, a "fireball" pattern appeared, but this time, he did not aim at Wizard Hutton. Instead, he aimed at a nearby tree.
"Boom!" The tree burst into flames.
He was now sure that his' Fireball 'spell had been strengthened by this inconspicuous magic staff. Otherwise, his previous spell would at most leave a scorched hole on the tree trunk.
Wizard Hutton yelled, "That's my purple gold tree, Bernie!"
Only then did Bernie remember that the tree he was aiming at was the purple-gold tree that his teacher, Wizard Hutton, had brought over from a faraway place. It was his teacher's favorite tree.
He quickly bowed, "I'm sorry, teacher. I got too excited and forgot!"
Wizard Hutton waved his hand helplessly, "Whatever. Show me your magic staff."
"Teacher, this magic staff and the portal wine jug are both gifts from Master Bennett!" Bernie emphasized the jug.
Wizard Hutton almost jumped up, "I wouldn't be mad if you didn't mention the portal wine jug, Bernie. The wine inside is a training resource that Master Bennett prepared for you, and you just took a big gulp. What a waste!"
He had just tested it. The wine in the wine jug was made for wizard training. Once a wizard drank this wine, their soul would become very active, and the effect of meditation would be improved for a period of time.
It was a resource that could help wizards meditate. Even a law-defying wizard like him would have a good effect, and Bernie just took a sip.
Fortunately, he discovered it early. Otherwise, his disciple might drink this wine every day and drink it as ordinary wine. He knew how much the dwarves could drink once they let go of the wine.
Bernie looked at the portal wine jug in Wizard Hutton's hand and begged, "Teacher!"
Wizard Hutton had already planned out the usage of the portal wine jug for Bernie, "I'll give you a sip every day before you meditate. This should be enough for you to train for a few years."
He knew that the wine was brought by Master Bennett, but he didn't want to ask Master Bennett for more. It was just that he knew how useful it was for wizards to meditate, so he gave up on the idea of asking for more. It was just too precious.
Bernie suddenly became listless. He was just looking at the good days of having good wine every day, and it was gone in a blink of an eye.
Wizard Hutton thought of the magic staff in Bernie's hand, "Let me see your magic staff."
Bernie handed the magic staff over unwillingly. Wizard Hutton took it and scanned it with his power of the Will. Soon, he knew how powerful this magic staff was.
Wizard Hutton looked at the magic staff in his hand and said to Abel, "Master Bennett, this magic staff you gave Bernie is too powerful. It's a waste for him to use it. He's only a rank three, after all."
In that split second, he had used his power of the Will to simulate casting a spell, and he could feel the buff that the 'leaf' staff in his hand had given him.
All of his fire spells were increased by three levels. "Warmth" was increased by six levels. "Firebolt," "fire enchantment," "fireball," and "inferno fire" were all increased by three levels.
It could be said that this' leaf 'magic staff was made for fire elemental wizards. Although it lacked enhancement spells, most of them were low to mid-level spells. However, there was no limit to the number of times these spells could be enhanced.
The biggest difference between a 'leaf' magic staff and a normal magic staff was that even if a normal magic staff could increase a spell by 10 levels, there was a limit to how many times it could be used. Wizards would only use it at the most critical moment, and it would not increase their combat power by much during normal times.
However, not only could the buff spells be used infinitely, but it could also buff all of the fire spells by three levels.
The buff included the rule of fire spell "flame of control." It was basically an overall increase to the power of a fire law-defying wizard.
Wizard Hutton could throw away his own magic staff, let alone a rank three like Bernie.
Abel smiled casually, "I don't need this staff, Wizard Hutton. If Bernie can use it, of course I'll give it to him."
Abel's nonchalant expression made Wizard Hutton wonder why he didn't have a friend like this.
Wizard Hutton thought to himself. Master Bennett was a Druil, so he really couldn't use a magic staff like this.
He didn't expect Abel to mean that he didn't need a low-level magic staff like this, so he gave it to Bernie.
"Sir Hutton, His Majesty the King of Dwarves requests your presence!" A dwarven adept teleported outside the courtyard and reported loudly.
Wizard Hutton was caught off guard, "I have guests right now. Do you know what's going on?"
"Mister Hutton, there are a lot of people from different factions here. They are all here to buy skyships. The dwarven king has asked the law-defying wizards in charge to discuss this!" The dwarf wizard knew what was going on, so he spoke softly.
Wizard Hutton bowed to Abel, "I'm sorry, Master Bennett. You stay here for a while. I'll be right back."
Abel smiled, "I'll leave you to it, Wizard Hutton. I need to catch up with Bernie."
Wizard Hutton flashed away from where he was, leaving only Bernie and the others in the yard.
Bernie smiled and said to Abel, "Let's talk in the living room, Master Bennett."
"Yes, let's talk inside." Abel smiled and waved his hand. Frankenstein and Joseph the Big Druil did not follow. Instead, they stood in the yard.
Bernie sat on a chair and sighed, "I'm so unlucky today. Teacher took away all the grandmaster's wine."
"Did you see Joseph just now, Bernie? You can contact him if you want to drink. He'll send you some. "Abel smiled.
Bernie was overjoyed, but he still couldn't forget that sip, "You're such a good friend, Abel. There's so much grandmaster wine, and I only drank one sip!"
Abel reminded gently, "Your teacher is very nice to you, Bernie. You have to get along well with Wizard Hutton. Sometimes, the relationship between a teacher and his disciple is even closer than that between father and son."
Bernie nodded, "I know. Teacher has been very nice to me. He's given me a lot of resources. If I wasn't so stupid, I wouldn't have reached rank three so quickly."
Abel couldn't help but think about his own teacher, Wizard Moreton. He wondered how he was doing.
Bernie continued, "Just like today when the Iron Furnace Castle was attacked. Teacher immediately took me to his side." Then he made a determined look and said, "I'm going to give half of the grandmaster's wine to teacher."
"So you're using my stuff as a favor!" Abel said in a bad mood.
Bernie suddenly suggested, "Abel, why don't you do what you did in the Holy Continent and provide the dwarves with grandmaster's wine? The dwarves will definitely pay a price that you'll be satisfied with."
Back in the Holy Continent, Abel regularly provided the dwarves with grandmaster's wine as a training resource for the dwarven wizards.
The fact that it could be used as a training resource was extremely precious. It was very likely that the news would spread to the Central Continent.
However, the level of the Holy Continent was too low. The dwarves of the Central Continent didn't think that the resources of the Holy Continent could be used in the same way.
On the other hand, the amount of grandmaster's wine that Abel provided wasn't even enough for the dwarves of the Holy Continent. Most of the wine was used by the Goff Family wizards, and only a small amount was distributed to the other dwarves.
Therefore, it was understandable that the Central Continent didn't pay much attention to the wine.
"Bernie, you're worried that I'll provide the dwarven grandmaster wine, so you don't have to drink it in secret, right?" Abel said with a smile.
Bernie couldn't help but blush a little. He did have such thoughts. Although Abel had promised Druid Joseph to deliver the grandmaster wine to him, he was still worried that his teacher Wizard Hutton would see it. Therefore, he could only drink it secretly, which was not very satisfying at all.
"I don't want to make wine every day. Just drink your wine!" Abel saw that Bernie was a little embarrassed, so he decided to reject him.
This was not the Holy Continent. There were a lot of dwarves here. If he really had to provide so much grandmaster's wine, he would die of exhaustion.
He didn't lack anything. If he really wanted something from the dwarves, he could just use the light healing potion and the mana potion. There was no need for him to get it through the grandmaster's wine.
Although the grandmaster's wine was a resource, it was not as valuable as the two super potions.
Bernie asked with a serious face, "Can I give my teacher some of it, Abel?"
Although he said that he would give half of the grandmaster's wine to Wizard Hutton, it was still a lot. It would be finished in the end. If Abel wanted to send more grandmaster's wine through Joseph the Great Druil, he would have to get Abel's permission first.
Bernie knew that Grandmaster Wine was a training resource, especially after he started practicing wizard training. He had a clearer understanding of what a training resource was.
If it wasn't for Wizard Hutton as his teacher, there was no way he could become a rank 3 novice wizard in just a few months. He was about to become a rank 4 wizard.
This was the power of resources. As a wizard's rank increased, the level of resources would increase as well. The resources that could be used as a novice wizard would become very weak or even useless when he became an official wizard.
Intermediate and advanced wizards all had their own resources, but when he became a law-defying wizard, the resources he could use would be very limited.
Bernie was not an idiot. As soon as he saw Wizard Hutton meditating, he knew that the grandmaster's wine would be useful for law-defying wizards as well.
What he said was basically asking for an extra set of resources for Wizard Hutton, and it was provided by Abel. Of course, he had to get Abel's permission first.
Abel smiled, "Tell your teacher about the grandmaster's wine, Bernie. It's best if he's the only one who knows about it. From now on, whenever you ask Joseph for more grandmaster's wine, bring your teacher's share."
It was obvious that Bernie was slowly getting used to the life of a wizard. As one of Abel's few friends, as long as it wasn't too difficult, Abel would agree.
"Abel, I won't say thank you!" Although Bernie didn't say thank you, his heart was filled with gratitude.
Abel didn't wait for Wizard Hutton to come back. He left the Iron Furnace Fort first.
The attack on the Iron Furnace Fort made him feel nervous again. He felt like the Nation of God was a little crazy. The continuous attacks were not only draining divine power, but they were also draining the intelligence network that the Nation of God spent countless years to set up.
After every attack, the Wizard Union's intelligence organization would dig out a lot of information about the Nation of God's spies.
From the contact person to the material supplier of the large-sized teleportation circle, to the circle maker who set up the circle, and other related personnel, the Wizard Union's intelligence network would be able to find out every single clue.
After this attack, the entire Central Continent saw the true power of the sky ships. They were a war machine that could be used in real battles. It was a war machine that was tested in real battles.
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