Volume 1, The Wizarding World Chapter 40, The Request
The two walked quietly, and finally arrived at a higher terrain in the valley half an hour later. The wind blows here all year round, and the snow is not as deep as other places, which can easily block the deer's view.
When they arrived, they found that the valley below was covered with footprints of various animals in the direction of the forest. Among them, the hoofprints of long-horned snow deer were densely packed, indicating that deer herds often move here.
It's just that it's too far away and I can't tell whether it's an old hoof print or a new one.
"Are you late?" Jasmine asked annoyed.
Ian shook his head and replied: "I don't know. You have to look closer to tell. It didn't snow yesterday, so I don't know whether these footprints are from today or yesterday. But it would be bad if you encounter a herd of deer when you go down.
Yes, it’s still early now, let’s wait, if it doesn’t work we’ll come back tomorrow.”
"The instructor is urging me too much. If I go tomorrow, I may be reprimanded and my whereabouts will be easily leaked." Even so, Jasmine followed Ian and crouched down and waited quietly.
What's the point of being trained? There is no day when an apprentice doesn't receive training. Ian didn't take it to heart at all, but secretly wondered why Consul was so eager to get the deer's blood this time.
Deer blood is between spiritual blood and mortal blood. It is used a lot in basic enchantment work. However, as the twelfth instructor, Kongsuer cannot use this thing, so how can he ask himself?
What about two people taking blood secretly? It’s not reasonable at all.
"Master Hyde, what do you think the teacher wants for this?" Jasmine suddenly asked with a smile as she was bored.
Ian shrugged, shook his head and said perfunctorily: "Who knows, the instructor has his own arrangements, we just follow the instructions." He refused to reveal any ideas.
Jasmine looked as if this was the case, and she said nothing.
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"Pay attention over there, there is movement!" Ian pointed in the direction of the forest and warned Jasmine.
Jasmine looked up, but found nothing, and asked: "Where? Why can't I see it?"
"Don't worry, they will appear soon." Before Ian could finish his words, he saw a herd of deer appearing in the direction he was pointing. The herd was not big, with only about twenty or thirty animals, mostly adult female deer, and six or seven fawns.
Protected in the middle.
"As expected, but what is your situation? How can your spiritual sense be so strong?" Jasmine was surprised and unbelievable, "Are you a monster? Even if you have strong elemental affinity, how can your spiritual power grow so fast?"
There was a hint of frustration in her tone, which she didn't even notice. She couldn't believe that the majestic daughter of Phoenix couldn't compare to the son of an earl from a small place. This was something she couldn't accept no matter what.
"It's not what you think." Ian shook his head and denied, "This has nothing to do with mental strength. It's just a little trick I accidentally learned. You will understand it later."
Of course he would not tell her that this was because Esme's psychic calculation greatly improved his spiritual sense, allowing him to get responses from a wider area. This was a secret that no one could reveal.
The monastery in Norton Mountain has no relevant knowledge about calculation methods, so they will not know that a clever calculation method can greatly improve the effectiveness of wizards' spiritual power. However, the group wizards' research on spiritual power is not superficial. They are sure
There is another similar system, and Ian believes that they will always be exposed to this kind of knowledge in the future.
Jasmine didn't understand this, so she just thought it was Ian's excuse, hummed lightly and didn't ask any more questions.
The two waited until the deer had finished drinking water by the river and the fawns started playing in the snow before they took up the bow and string. At this time, the deer's vigilance was at a minimum, and it was the best time to take action.
"Master Hyde." Jasmine pulled out the bow string, and the arrow was placed firmly in the tiger's mouth of her right hand.
"What?" Ian asked, not knowing what nonsense this woman was talking about at this time.
"Only one adult deer is enough to get 10 gallons of blood. Why don't we two make a bet on who can hunt a deer first? The loser has to promise the other person something, okay?" Jasmine bowed her bow without speaking, tilting her head and asking with a smile,
Waiting for his reply.
Ian thought for a while and flatly refused: "No!" Just kidding, he hasn't touched these things since time travel. The ability to draw a bow now relies entirely on the muscle memory and brute force of this body. He doesn't know how.
Betting with a nobleman who has the same strength as the original owner is just looking for abuse.
"No way, why are you so unsure of yourself? It's just a small competition, are you still afraid of a woman?" Jasmine was obviously unwilling to give in. She had to win once, so she continued to press, "You are
The son of a dignified earl, with noble bloodline of knights, why are you so courageous?"
For those who are generally lucky, if the chance of winning is generally greater than 5, and the consequences of failure are not very serious, they will most likely choose to take a chance.
But Ian rarely takes chances, and he observed Jasmine's standard bow posture and understatement, and the winning rate is obviously less than 50. Even if it is just a small gambling game, he does not want to talk to the other party, lest he
Bringing humiliation to oneself.
So he ignored the provocative Jasmine and said lazily: "Yes, yes, I am a coward, a thousand-year-old turtle bastard... That's all, Miss Jasmine, I'll start."
After saying that, he loosened his grip and the hardwood arrow flew downwards with a whoosh.
Jasmine was secretly angry because of Ian's insistence. She wanted to continue to ridicule, but when she saw that the other party made the first move, she was unwilling to fall behind, so she immediately relaxed the string after taking aim.
Whoosh, whoosh
Two arrows were shot at the deer one after another, but the latter arrow arrived first. One arrow hit the fatal part of a female deer, killing her immediately. At this time, the deer were frightened and immediately gathered around.
He followed the deer and ran towards the forest, but soon he disappeared. Needless to say, the other one naturally disappeared.
In other words, Ian lost and Jasmine won.
"It's a good thing I didn't agree, otherwise I would be really humiliating myself." Ian secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. The group of Xin Dao Knights is indeed not a kind person.
"Yeah! I won." Jasmine couldn't help but jump up happily when she saw that she had hit the target. Her joy was beyond words. She turned to look at Ian and caught the flash of happiness in his eyes, so she was proud of it.
He smiled and said: "Hehe, Master Haide is still self-aware."
"Yes, yes." Ian nodded and said perfunctorily, and then quickly ran towards the river valley. Consul asked for hot blood, so it must be stored with magic items that can maintain vitality. Before leaving, Consul gave him a
It's just a stone bowl, he has to hurry up now, he has no time to care about Jasmine's little thoughts.
"Tch, damn wooden man!" Jasmine looked at Ian's back, and her originally excited good mood suddenly became dull, and she couldn't help but gnashed her teeth and cursed softly.
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After returning to Todes Cemetery for business, Consul stopped them.
"Teacher, do you have any other instructions?"
Consul was silent for a while, looking past the two of them and looking upward, as if he was lost in memories.
This is his exclusive laboratory. It has a large space and is filled with his collections in an orderly manner.
There was a starry sky above, with heavy dark clouds stretching over a large area. The entire sky was dark, with a few stars occasionally exposed.
However, the Hydrian Monastery resides in the Todes Cemetery. For several generations, the expansion space has been dug into the inside of the mountain instead of upwards. Therefore, Ian can conclude that this is some kind of advanced arrangement by Consul himself.
, a method used by high-level wizards.
"Now I have something to ask you for help. If you agree, I will give you enough reward." After a long time, Consul withdrew his gaze, and the distant memory disappeared. He regained his mentor's demeanor and asked the two of them.
"Sir, if I can do my best, Jasmine will never refuse." Jasmine answered very quickly and beautifully. I only agree if I can do it. If it is beyond the scope of my ability, I can't help.
Ian subconsciously wanted to ask what was going on. After hearing what Jasmine said, he directly said, "That's what I mean too."
Jasmine couldn't help but roll her eyes at him after hearing this, wondering if she could say something else.
Consul smiled silently, as if he was sure that they could do it, so he continued: "This matter is related to what happened last month. Regarding Alfo, the dean will organize a meeting of all the wizards of the monastery tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. At the meeting
I need you to support me, and I will give you reasonable compensation after it’s over, is that okay?”