"Let's find a place," Angele said using energy particles.
"Although some key parts have been cut out, the basic knowledge is indeed fine." He let out a sigh of relief in his heart. The first trade was a success.
"Alright, let's begin," the green robe said. He gently tossed the crystal ball into the air, then pressed his hand on the ball and closed his eyes.
* CHI * The rune turned into a red cloud. Information was transferred into Angele's brain.
Without resources, it would be difficult for wizards to advance to the next level. After these few days of careful research, he had completely given up on just meditating.
Angele also drew his own rune. Two rays of light flashed, and the trade was completed.
Angele noticed that the whole house was quiet except for him. The only noise he could hear was the rain hitting the roof and the windows.
Angele watched the man disappear into the rain. He put on the hood and started heading back to the city.
The snow-white lightning flashed outside the window and disappeared.
The corner of the green-robed man's mouth curled up into a helpless smile. He didn't dare to compliment his friend's temporary nickname.
"Alright, let's trade the communication runes. You can come to us if you have any problems, "the green robe said as he drew a green rune in the air.
Isabel gave Angele the wooden plate and the family guarantee, which meant she was taking a big risk.
Several white robes and green robes were waiting by the side of the tower. They were probably waiting for the trade.
Angele remained silent for a while.
He suddenly had a feeling of emptiness.
"By the way, Master Grimm, please pay attention to the safety of your belongings. A few sorcerers nearby have been robbed and lost a lot of resources. I thought you might need some guards or followers? Do you need any help? "The pigeon raised its head after finishing its food.
Angele had been analyzing the spells he had learned recently and he realized one thing. His mentality was not increasing at all just by meditating.
The orb was surrounded by a gentle white glow.
Several minutes later, Angele lowered his hand. The red cloud returned to the orb.
Angele turned his head around and looked at the reading room. The two large red bookshelves were filled with books, and the wide desk was filled with all sorts of information and manuscripts, as well as some commonly used black spellcasting materials and vials.
Angele sighed as he thought about it.
He sat at the table by the window, concentrating on writing something.
The symbol was a red semicircle with a red dot in the middle. It looked like an ornament made of red crystals, slowly spinning in the air. The raindrops passed through the mark without any obstruction. It was obvious that it wasn't a physical object.
He pulled a piece of black cloth over the chandelier on the table, opened the door, and walked out of the study. He went downstairs, took his raincoat from the clothes rack in the living room, and put it on.
He turned and looked out of the window.
"Got it." Angele took out a handful of black beans from his pouch and sprinkled them on the windowsill.
"Then what kind of guards do you need?" The pigeon was a member of the same family as Ivan, a messenger race that was domesticated by a certain wizard on a large scale.
"Wisp?" Angele asked.
Angele nodded and pointed at the symbol with his index finger.
Angele Rio: Strength 3.6, Agility 5.3, Stamina 6.2, Mentality 23.4, Mana 22.7 (Mana is synchronized with Mentality). Gene limit reached. Status: Healthy. '
Angele peeked through the window.
"That's a common thing here. You know, some races are born with talent in this area, and no one can control them after they become wizards," the pigeon said in a sarcastic tone.
"Zero, how's my condition? How's my mentality? "
At the end of the only path in front of the house, Angele could see two people passing by. They were both wearing large raincoats and were walking forward with their bodies lowered.
He opened the door and walked out.
In the corner of the room, there was a statue of a black eagle standing on a black stone pillar. Old Eagle's eyes were two violet gems that emitted a faint violet light.
"I'll be leaving then." The green robe turned around and walked away.
"About half of them are Knights and half of them are wizard apprentices. That's a good combination. It's good for dealing with normal magic waves and normal problems. "Angele nodded.
Angele remained silent for a second. His attributes only increased by a little, and it was almost impossible for him to reach 40 points of mentality. However, a prescription that could increase one's mental strength was too expensive in Nola, which was rich in resources.
Optimizing spell models was a very long task, and it was impossible to complete it without a few years. After all, he had mastered quite a lot of spells before. He had bought dozens of spells in the academy, and he had learned all of them. It was impossible to optimize all of them in a short time.
Angele opened the window, and the white pigeon slowly flew into the reading room. It landed on the windowsill and shook its feathers to get rid of the water.
There were only five people using the trading tower in the rain. Two white robes were chatting by the carriage.
Angele put on his hood, lowered his head, and left the garden. He walked to the trading tower along the path.
Angele's face turned pale after seeing the blood flow.
The green robe raised his head. "You didn't forget anything, did you?"
The window of the reading room was on the second floor. Through the window, Angele could see a ball of blue steam rising from the ground. A white pigeon suddenly flew out of the thick steam.
However, the Six Ring Tower had a special system. Both parties would leave their identity sigils on the trading tower. If something went wrong, one party could ask the Six Ring Tower for help. It was easy to avoid most of the risks. If one party was cheating and the culprit was not caught, the organization or family would take the responsibility.
"That's good. We'll send you a list of people for you to choose from. The people who built the guard tower will be here soon. "The pigeon flapped its wings.
A ray of red flame was released from the ball. * WOO * The flame stopped in front of Angele and floated in the air. It slowly took shape. It was a red, mysterious rune that looked like a crystal.
"Of course not. I hope you didn't take too many things from me," Angele said in a light tone.
* RUMBLE *
"Let's do the trade."
"That's not a problem. You can also buy giant fire enchantment from other wizards. We are a group that sells this kind of knowledge for a long time. We will not ruin our reputation for a little profit. If you have any questions, you can come to us." The man in the green robe nodded.
He saw Angele walking toward him and blinked his eyes. The green robe walked to Angele.
Angele put his finger on the ball and closed his eyes.
'Sogra's Great Harpy bloodline is having a positive effect … The host's resistance to hallucinations has increased.'
* BOOM *
There was a black vase with a thin neck on the table. The surface of the vase was smooth like porcelain. There was a fist-sized illuminating crystal on top of the vase.
'Checking …'
Angele glanced at the people and his sight fell upon a man in a green robe. There was a centipede-like scar on his forehead and one of his eyes was covered by a black eyepatch.
Angele finished the lunch brought by the rank 1 wizard apprentice. It was evening. Angele stopped analyzing the information and returned to his senses.
"Not bad, everything is fine." Just this bit of content was enough to give him a systematic understanding of the enchantment system. He also had a clearer understanding of the Giant Tribe's fire-type enchantment principles.
In the center of the thick white woolen carpet, there was a black cross surrounded by a circle.
"Alright, I'll be leaving now." It turned around and flew out of the room. Several meters later, it turned into a ball of blue water vapor and disappeared into the rain.
There were many uncertainties in the trade. For example, the authenticity of the knowledge and its completeness could not be determined in a short period of time. It also needed to be tested in real life. Therefore, this could lead to a greater risk in the exchange.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, quickly walked to the shade of a big tree and stood still.
The pigeon lowered its head and pecked everything.
Angele sat in the reading room by himself. The rain had stopped.
The house was beautiful, but it was quiet.
"That's good." Blue light dots flashed in front of Angele's eyes. Zero had finished analyzing the enchantment. It was 90% accurate.
"How's the illusion signet?" Angele asked.
The heavy rain outside blew in along with the strong wind, hitting the gray cloak and making pitter-patter sounds.
The thunder rumbled again.
"Thief?" Angele was surprised. "Someone dares to steal from a wizard?"
Angele returned to his room and started checking the enchantment knowledge he acquired.
The man tapped on the crystal orb after seeing Angele nodding.
They lowered their hands after about ten seconds, but they did not speak right away.
It was noon, and he had been staying in this place for more than ten days. There would be a heavy rain every few days. He was already used to it.
"You can try reading some of the information," the man said.
Angele walked along the path for about 20 minutes and saw the obelisk tower.
The one-eyed man took out a fist-sized crystal orb from his cloak.
Angele put down the book, stood up, and walked to the window.
"Gray worm?" he whispered in Anmag, which was not very fluent.
The branches and leaves were swaying in the strong wind. The heavy rain landed on the surface of the lake and created a thick layer of water mist. The clear water of the lake had also turned brown. The muddy water slowly poured into the water from the edge of the lake.
The crystal orb floated in the air, glowing red and green. The two colors occupied half of the orb.
Angele closed the window and snapped his fingers. With a light snap of his fingers, the blanket and windowsill that had been soaked by the rainwater immediately began to emit steam. It took several seconds for the carpet to dry up.
"Recommendations? Do you have any recommendations? I do need to build some small guard towers around here. " Angele planned to stay in this place for a long time. This was Nola after all, and there was no other place that could help him collect knowledge and resources.
"Master Green, the exchange tower has a new report." The pigeon's high-pitched voice sounded like that of a little girl.
"Phew …" Angele exhaled and checked the time. "It's about time."
Angele nodded, turned around, and led the pigeon to a dark place in the forest.
The forest was covered by the heavy rain, and Angele could barely see the path.
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