The burly warrior recounted his experiences that night—
On a night when the fire was raging, he happened to be summoned by Officer Follett. At the police station, Officer Follett told him that a small town like Wind Breeze actually had independent legislative power, and some matters required strangers to comply.
Fortunately, Jacks noticed the abnormality in time and left quickly regardless of the obstruction. When he rushed home, Anluo and Aaliyah were already trapped in the fire scene by the blazing flames.
"Now that I think about it, is it possible - I'm just saying maybe - that I was deliberately pushed away?"
"What does this mean?"
Chabron became alert.
"You are the favored one of the God of Knowledge and a genuine spell caster. I am just a retired adventurer with nothing special. You should know more than me in this regard."
The man put aside his serious expression again, stretched, and then actually yawned.
The young man forced out a helpless smile:
"Uncle, you are different from many retired adventurers. I can see that you have something that they don't have.
"If you're being respectful, I'm really flattered." Jacks shrugged, and the original hard facial features had changed back to the cheerful and relaxed look of the past.
At this moment, Jacks turned around and asked, "Is there any way you can find that iron book?"
The beautiful young pastor lowered his head. His blond hair, as smooth as molten gold, was wetted by the rain and clung to his face, perfectly outlining the outline of his face.
He thought seriously for a moment and then answered:
"If I had access to more advanced magic, I might be able to try to use a magic to sense and locate it, but right now I can't do that -
"Well, I'm referring to the second-level [Object Locating Spell]. This spell allows me to locate a specific or certain type of object within the duration, provided that the target is not too far away from me."
According to Shabbran's impressions from playing games in his previous life, people in this world don't seem to like to mention the names and detailed effects of spells accurately.
He suspected that this may be because the game deliberately avoids data in order to create a sense of mystery in the fantasy world, or because the spell names are not uniform, or because a spell has multiple popular versions of the same name with different effects. Or maybe, in his [Rule Aura], there is no
When involved, the effect of the spell is unstable.
"This is a very common and practical spell. I seem to have the corresponding magic scroll at home, and there is more than one, but I may need to look for it." Jacks said lightly, "If it is useful, you can take it."
In the field of occultism, words themselves are full of power. Spell scrolls are a type of disposable magic items that record one or more spells in magical words. Spellcasters can use them to cast spells without consuming mana, or even
Cross-level to cast spells that you have not yet mastered.
However, there is a possibility of failure if you forcibly cast a spell through the scroll that exceeds your normal spell casting ability.
Hearing this, Chabron couldn't help but tremble, and looked at the burly man in front of him with surprised eyes - he knew that the scrolls of second-level spells were expensive.
At this moment, the man stopped.
Jakes' home has arrived.
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Jacks' original house had been reduced to rubble in the fire that night, and his current residence was temporarily purchased at a high price from a wealthy businessman in the town.
——In terms of money, Jacks has always been generous.
The man walked into the yard with the blond boy with blue eyes.
Today's house is accompanied by a beautiful garden, with colorful flowers swaying gently in the gentle drizzle, and a clean red mud path leading directly to the snow-white villa at the end.
They entered the house like this. In the living room, Arya, who had just become a real mage, was seriously playing with the brazier, throwing various herbs into it, and chanting obscure incantations.
The ritual of summoning a familiar, the boy recognized this ritual magic at a glance.
The girl with orange hair is summoning her own familiar through ritual magic.
"Hey, it looks like the magic is improving by leaps and bounds." Jacks looked at his niece who was performing the ritual, with a gentle look on his steely face:
"I originally planned to take you two siblings to the Rainbow Castle in Thousand Layers City to find Mr. Dwarf in two days. But now I have encountered some trouble. Maybe... uh, maybe I need to wait a little longer until this time.
Let’s solve the side issues.”
The orange-haired loli turned her head and raised the proud head of a 14-year-old child:
"Okay, but uncle, please don't forget that Arya is already a real mage. Please tell me what kind of trouble you have encountered. Maybe I can help."
The movements of the girl's hands did not slow down, and her dexterous and slender fingers continued to pluck the strings of the magic net to maintain the progress of the ceremony.
Then, Arya clenched her fist with one hand.
She uses tenderness, pride and confidence,
But he was very firm, like the sound of a young bird spreading its wings, promising to Jacks:
"If, if I encounter any threat, I...
"I can also protect you, uncle!"
Jax smiled.
It's not a laugh, it's not a mockery, it's a very peaceful and gentle smile.
He walked over and stroked Arya's head covered with orange-red hair, and said slowly:
"Uncle doesn't need your protection. As I told you, uncle used to be a very powerful adventurer.
"Your mother is the bravest spellcaster I have ever seen. She has faced threats from the gods for the great cause and your safety.
"I promised her: If you and your brother An Luo are in danger, I will protect you.
"There's no big trouble yet. If I really need your help, I'll tell you later, okay?"
When Xia Bron heard the conversation between the two, he felt it was extremely funny at the first moment. He couldn't help but glance at the [Level 1] above Arya's head and the [Level 16] above Jax's head.
Obviously, Arya, who was new to the world, had no idea that this uncle who had been taking care of her and her younger brother after her mother's death had enjoyed extraordinary martial arts that would make glory resound throughout the world.
But immediately, the blond boy realized the unspeakable emotion from the conversation between the two, and felt sad.
Chamberlain's green eyes reflected the scene of the burly man stroking his niece's hair.
Arya and Anluo's uncle is one of the world's top warriors. What about his adoptive father, the real Father Matruh?
Matruh, the adoptive father of Chabron and an old clergyman, is said to have worked for a supernatural organization [Pangloss Company] for a period of time before.
He often wears a sacrificial robe embroidered with countless patterns of light balls. He has prominent cheekbones, a hard face, silver hair and silver temples, and a tall and straight body, like a standing mountain, but the top of the mountain is covered with frost and snow.
Except when Chabron obtained magical powers and was suspected of becoming a chosen one, he rarely showed too obvious emotions. He was majestic, upright and kind, like a mountain that no storm in the world could shake.
Since awakening [Level Vision], Chabron has not seen Matruh's level. He couldn't help but wonder, how [Rule Aura] would define Father Matruh's experience and abilities? [Level 4 civilians] represent experienced people,
[Level 5 civilian]? [Level 4 expert] who has mastered special skills?
Or even really have a player professional level?
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While looking for the spell [Object Location Spell] scroll for the priest boy, Jacks cleaned up the beard on his face, freeing the vicissitudes of life, the heroic and oppressive facial features and facial contours.
He turned his head and looked out the window - outside the windowpane, behind the reflection of his steely face, pattering raindrops gradually fell.
So, the man asked Arya casually:
"Oh, by the way, our cute little An Luo hasn't come back yet?".
"I don't know, he didn't come back with me." The girl replied while maintaining the summoning ritual. She looked at the brazier with great care, drew luminous runes in the air, and opened the door to a distant world.
After hearing the girl's answer, and thinking of the series of strange things he had seen today, Chabron felt his heart tighten, and an ominous premonition flashed away.
