"If we only catch one fish, it won't be enough for the two of us!" Sherlock said with a smile, pretending to be relaxed, but he was very nervous in his heart. If he guessed the other person's thoughts wrongly and had the opposite effect, it would be self-defeating.
When Illyrian heard this, he raised his head in surprise, glanced at him, and then lay down beside him and said, "I caught the fish. If you want to eat it, you have to roast it."
Seeing the other party's reaction, Sherlock knew that he had guessed correctly. The one-month elf behaved so casually, so he was obviously not a rule-abiding person. The respect in his tone would not win the other party's favor. Acting as he did in a spontaneous way would actually arouse
Resonance between both sides.
"No problem!" He breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward, skewering the fish and grilling it.
"Looking at your return, you should have all the materials I asked you to collect. Give it to me now!" Illyrian said lazily.
After placing the three fish on the fire, Sherlock took out the collected materials from his backpack.
"The gallbladder of the silver-threaded snake, the claws of the Dreadclawed Weasel, and red madder are of pretty good quality." Illyrian put away the materials one by one, quite satisfied.
"Illyrian, I also have a silver-threaded snake king's snake gall here." He said and took out the huge snake gall.
"It's really the snake gall of the Silver-threaded Snake King. I didn't expect you to get this. It seems that the reward you originally prepared is not suitable." Taking the snake gall in his hand, Illyrian looked at it twice and said excitedly. This is for him.
It's an unexpected surprise. The effect of snake gallbladder is certainly better than that of ordinary snake gallbladder.
Hearing this, Sherlock knew that his snake king's courage was not in vain. He felt happy and looked forward to his reward even more.
Not long after, Illyrian pulled out a red streamer from the ring and threw it over.
System prompt: You have completed the commission of high-level Druid Illyrian, gained 3000 experience, and equipped with a spiritual ribbon.
Lingyue Ribbon (Excellent Cloak): Natural transformation skill level 1, natural partner skill level 1, attached skill - hot blood (each change in form will superimpose a layer of hot blood effect, attack speed 3%, movement speed 3%, continuous
Time: 3 minutes, stacking up to 5 layers), requires level 15, professional Druid.
"My mentor gave it to me when I was young. I have outgrown it a long time ago. It should be quite suitable for you."
It was more than suitable, it was a perfect match. Sherlock was excited as he held the cloak.
The explosion rate of a cloak is similar to that of accessories. An excellent cloak is absolutely irresistible to all players. The key is that the natural transformation at level 1 is just like trying to fight for Sherlock who has advanced transformation skills.
If you feel sleepy, someone will give you a pillow.
"It's suitable, it's so suitable." This NPC could easily take out such a good thing. He was not going to let go of such a good opportunity to ask for advice, and then asked: "Illyrian, you are also a transfiguration German.
Rui?"
"We didn't have any differences in schools at that time, but I do prefer to use natural transformation to fight. Only in the process of fighting purely with the physical body can I truly appreciate the essence of nature."
Sherlock knew he had asked the right person. He still had many questions about the Druid profession, but the previous Visid mentor preferred to rely on natural magic and the help of animal companions. Regarding some natural transformations,
There is actually no in-depth insight into the question.
"Illyrian, do you know how to achieve 100% completion of natural transformation?"
"Haha." The moon elf laughed sarcastically and said, "This problem is probably only faced by you adventurers. We have already perfected our transformation in the process of learning."
Well, this is Sherlock's oversight. NPCs who want to learn skills cannot just take a skill book and shoot them. Naturally, they will not have this situation like players.
"Then do you know where I can get the transformation skill enhancement scroll?" After being embarrassed, he continued to ask.
Illyrian also seemed surprised by the young druid's question. He shook his head and said: "You know quite a lot, but I have only seen such god-given things as transformation strengthening scrolls from my teachers.
Once, as for how to get it, I can’t answer.”
Well, after finally meeting a high-level NPC, he didn't get answers to two questions in a row. According to Sherlock's experience in doing commissioned tasks, he only had one chance to ask questions at most.
Of course, the last question he would not ask is something meaningless like who your teacher is. With the previous two lessons, he was going to ask a more practical question.
"Illyrian, do you know how to master two-weapon combat?"
Ever since he fought against the two drows Trisna and Drizzt, he has never forgotten this skill. Whether it is dual-wielding scimitars, shield and sword, or even shield and staff, it has a great influence on personal combat power.
A huge improvement.
Thinking about it as a shield-wielding mage is very satisfying, isn't it?
"I do know this,..."
Before the moon elf finished speaking, he was interrupted by a loud bird song.
Along with a gust of wind and sand, a giant eagle flapped its wings and landed in front of them. Its brown-yellow body was mixed with blue tail feathers and wing feathers. A pair of thunderous eyes turned around and looked at Sherlock.
Together.
A figure jumped off the back of the giant eagle, gently stroked its head and said, "Be good, let's pick up someone and leave immediately."
"Cuckoo!" The giant eagle tilted its head, enjoying the other person's touch, and called out meekly with its eyes closed.
"Dove, I was instructing the newbies and you just happened to come. How are things going?" Illyrian immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.
It turns out that this NPC is called Dove. She is wearing an emerald green tunic with a brown silk shirt underneath. There is an exquisite long sword on one side of her waist, a quiver on the other side, and a simple quiver on her back.
The wooden bow is completely the outfit of an ordinary ranger.
"It's a mess. The situation at Cape Ask is urgent. However, those stubborn wood elves are still unwilling to accept our help. What's even more troublesome is that our people have also discovered traces of the Zhentarim nearby." Dove retreated.
He took off his cloak, revealing short silver hair and a chiseled face, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding a heroic spirit.
"Would the druids of the Grandfather Tree be willing to help?"
"Arch Druid Lloyd rejected my request. They have to guard against the orcs coming down from the Spine of the World and cannot escape."
"My teacher is still so stubborn. Fortunately, I didn't go with him!" Illyrian seemed to be complaining about Dove's experience.
"What did the tree people say?"
"Tulang agreed to help. After all, the north of the Supreme Forest is their territory, and they shouldn't stand idly by. However, Tulang has been trying to expand his territory, and we cannot relax our attention to him."
"Then what are you going to do next?"
"I will go back to Shadow Valley immediately to report the situation here to others and ask for support from my companions." Dove was obviously stumped by the situation in front of her. She was an excellent commander but not a qualified lobbyist, so she could only
He shook his head to let himself not think about it for the time being.
