Chapter 552: Officially Becoming a Magic Apprentice
The lower part of the statue is a three-headed hell dog crawling on the ground.
One head of the three-headed hell dog has been chopped off, while the other two heads are shrinking with frightened expressions on their faces.
In the upper part, Nalant is wearing armor and a majestic cloak. He has one foot on the neck of the three-headed hell dog, and a sword in the other hand to hold the head of the three-headed hell dog.
The original huge body of the three-headed hell dog was deliberately reduced on this statue, but Nalant's body became huge.
In this way, the majesty and majesty of his lord are vividly displayed.
There is also a line of words engraved on the bottom base, 'Narant Beric, the Lord of Stormlord, personally killed a three-headed dog of hell, and hereby erected a statue as a commemoration!'
"As long as you like it, Narante!" Natasha finally felt satisfied when she saw Narante nodding and looking satisfied.
After that night of meteors, she immediately found Mario and asked him to help summon all the masons in the entire territory.
Then he promised them a huge sum of money and asked them to work day and night to make it. Now if Nalant says something good, then everything is worth it.
"Natasha, thank you!" Nalant looked away. To be honest, he had never felt so sought after by a goddess in his previous life.
"Then how are you going to thank me?" Natasha had a charming smile on her face.
"Then how do you want to thank me?" Nalant glanced at her bulging airbag instantly, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
"You...what are you looking at! I just want a normal gift!" Natasha saw this look, and even though she was always bold, she felt uncomfortable in the presence of so many people.
"Haha! Natasha, I'm talking about ordinary gifts. I promise they are 'ordinary'. Let's go back to the castle first, and then I will give you a good gift!"
Seeing Natasha's beautiful appearance, the veteran driver Narant could not bear it anymore and took her directly towards the castle...
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Time turned and it was three days later.
Early that morning, Narante sent Natasha away.
Natasha originally planned to stay in Nalant's castle for a few more days, at least ten days and a half.
However, because Nalant asked about the redemption of the guards' relatives that day, she was very interested, so she resisted her desire to stick with Nalant and chose to return to Tulip City to help him handle this matter.
According to Natasha, if it was in previous years, this matter would have been easy to handle. She could just ask the Frank family to send out a caravan disguised as a caravan from a small desert country, and then go directly to the Northern Principality to complete the matter.
But now, because the two countries have had an unprecedented war this year and are still in a high-level confrontation, there may be great risks if they continue to send their own caravans.
Therefore, we need to invite a real caravan from a small desert country and entrust them to handle this matter.
Although this will cost a lot more money, it is also the only way.
Moreover, this caravan must find someone reliable, so as to ensure that the ransom will not be taken when the time comes.
After all, in the Northern Principality, people must pay money before releasing them.
Therefore, Natasha needs to contact and arrange this matter personally to avoid losses to Narant.
Narant was naturally very moved by this, so starting from last night, he thanked Natasha very much until early this morning, and then reluctantly sent her away.
After Natasha left, Narante went to the garden alone, and then started mumbling something.
"The fire element wandering between heaven and earth! Please listen to my call and gather it in the palm of my hand...fire magic!"
puff!
"Haha, it's done? Master, am I a magic genius? I succeeded in the first time!"
At this moment, Nalant was sitting alone on a stone slab, holding a delicate wooden staff in his right hand and looking at his left hand with joy.
Just last night, the magic power in his body finally gathered to the size of a soybean. So, he couldn't wait to go to the back garden early this morning and start trying to practice his first spell.
This spell is exactly the fire spell used by magic apprentices.
And just when Nalant tried to follow the magic spell book for the first time, a handful of flames immediately appeared on the palm of his left hand.
The flame was fiery red and was suspended five or six centimeters above Nalant's palm. However, Nalant did not feel hot, only a warm feeling.
Nalant was quite pleasantly surprised by releasing the fire spell for the first time.
As a time traveler, in his opinion, magic is much higher than fighting spirit.
Moreover, the hand in which this flame appeared out of thin air would have been a legendary magician in his previous life.
In addition, although this is just an apprentice spell and has no offensive power, it also means that he has officially become a true magic apprentice.
"Well, it's warm and a little comfortable. Isn't this flame fake? It looks good but is useless?"
After being overjoyed, Narant couldn't help but be curious about the flames in his hands.
Now he walked directly to the bushes on the side and broke off a branch.
Crackling!
"Hiss, the temperature is not weak, this is comparable to the gas stove in the previous life!"
When the branch was placed on the flame, Narante no longer doubted its power.
The branch as thick as a thumb was ignited by the flames in just an instant, making a crackling sound.
"Let's try the water gathering technique again!"
After experimenting with fire spells, Nalant was ready to continue his efforts and start learning other spells.
He immediately looked at the description of the water gathering technique.
"The water element wandering between heaven and earth! Please listen to my call and gather it in the palm of my hand... Water Gathering Technique!"
"..."
"What's going on? Isn't this water gathering spell also the most basic magic apprentice spell?"
When Nalant finished chanting, the previous situation of releasing the fire spell did not appear. He failed this time.
"I don't believe it anymore, I'll try it again! The water element wandering between heaven and earth! Please listen to my call and gather it in the palm of my hand... the water gathering technique!"
"..."
"You haven't shown up yet?"
At this moment, Nalant really felt a little frustrated, and his previous self-awareness of the magic genius immediately dissipated.
"No, there must be something wrong somewhere. Logically speaking, this apprentice magic is entry-level, there is no easy or difficult distinction, and the magic power in my body is also enough to release these spells!"
"etc!"
Suddenly, Nalant looked at the staff in his hand.
This staff was naturally seized from the magician of the church last time.
Narant saw that the magician had a staff when he cast the fireball spell last time, so he took it out without even thinking.
As the saying goes, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. A magician without a staff is no different from a manure digger without a manure ladle.
Picking up the staff, waving it while chanting loudly, it is naturally very powerful.
But now Nalant suddenly realized that he could not release the water gathering technique, which was probably related to the staff in his hand.