I stood in front of Tenasi and Wilbur with a black vine staff. In order to prove my ability to protect myself, my father asked me to at least be tied with the two uncles. This was a test that I had to pass when I went out.
"Are you going to use this staff to fight us?" Uncle Tenacy made a sword dance with the big sword in his hand: "When will you put away your mentality of pretending to be a family wine?"
"This is not an ordinary staff!" I said: "Hey, you should understand when you see that I don't even bring a mountain knife!"
Uncle Wilbur raised his eyes: "Unusual? I'm here to see what's unusual!"
A fireball suddenly appeared in Uncle Wilbur's hand, and instantly grew bigger and flew right in front of my eyes. Not only that, I had already seen the second and third ones out of the corner of my eye...
"Shield of Quiet Wind!" I raised my left hand, and with the help of the Dragon Necklace, a round shield shining with white light appeared on my arm. Although the name of this magic is "Jingfeng", it looks like
There is great energy hidden under the slowly flowing white light. To bounce such a fireball, it is simply a matter of great talent and small use.
"Puff...Puff puff..." I took the first wave of magic attacks from Uncle Wilbur. At this moment, the sound of cheering from Fichet, who was watching the battle, just came.
A ball of pale white air was thrown out by Uncle Wilbur. It exploded as it approached me, and hundreds of small ice blades flew toward me. If one of them hit me casually, I might be bedridden for three days.
"High Wind Armor!" I removed the Quiet Wind Shield and replaced it with this mid-level wind magic that can protect my whole body. Even with the help of the Dragon Necklace, I could only do this.
The ice blade hit my transparent magic armor, and was instantly squeezed and pulled into small ice particles by the fast-moving wind. The small ice particles that did not have time to melt were carried by the strong wind and flowed quickly on the surface of the armor, giving me
The armor was stained with a layer of misty white.
"It's my turn!" I couldn't win if I was used as a target for Uncle Wilbur. I held the head of the staff in my right hand and pulled out the black iron sword hidden in the staff with a "swish" sound.
, it is a strange thing for a person with my personality to hold a staff.
Another benefit of the Gale Armor is that it speeds up movement. I rushed in front of Uncle Wilbur while he was chanting. Suddenly, a tall figure appeared, and a big sword with a "whooshing" sound was pointed at me.
Chop it down.
"Unload!" I shouted and raised it diagonally with my long sword.
Amidst the extremely unpleasant sound of metal friction, my two-finger-wide long sword successfully blocked Uncle Tenacy's sword!
"Tang!" With the cooperation of his body, the black iron long sword flashed with metallic luster, and in a very short period of time, he attacked Uncle Tenacy with seven swords. Even Uncle Tenacy, who had excellent martial arts skills, was instantly defeated.
I was in a panic.
At this time, Uncle Wilbur's thunder magic arrived, and a bolt of lightning drew an arc in the air, bypassing Uncle Tenacy's body and striking at me!
"Ba!" As I shouted, the tip of the black iron long sword suddenly sprouted a stretchable black sword light!
After several loud noises, I, Uncle Tenacy and Uncle Wilbur all stood quietly. Fishette stared blankly at the two pieces of charred ground beside me, with a very idiotic expression.
"Well done! Cohen!" Uncle Wilbur's voice broke the silence: "I didn't expect the legendary fighting spirit to appear in you."
"You can force me away with one sword, and split the lightning with another sword. To be honest, you are already qualified to go out." Uncle Tenasi also said with a smile.
Before I could get happy, the two of them said in unison: "But..."
I know that many things in this world are caused by these two words, but at this moment, I don't realize that these two words will cause something that will stay with me throughout my life.
"Use all your strength!" The two uncles who felt embarrassed said, "We will not hold back!"
No, are you still fighting?
"Whirlwind!" Uncle Tenasi started first, spinning his body at high speed, and then like a tornado, it brought up the dust all the way and slowly blew it over. Before I could see it, a powerful murderous aura enveloped me.
"... Meteor and fire shower!" This is what Uncle Wilbur is like. His voice when singing magic is like a mosquito's hum!
It is true to say so, but Uncle Wilbur's voice was still small, and there were really a lot of burning little meteors in the sky above my head! They were dragging their little black tails and crashing down.
"Ah! You two uncles, you don't have to do this..." I could vaguely hear Fichet's voice getting farther and farther away: "Cohen, take care! I'll get out of the way first... That's not something I can block..."
But I couldn't stop this alone! In desperation, I put my right hand to my mouth and kissed the ring with the ice tear stone on my little finger.
"Let's fight!" I said to myself, clasping my hands in front of my chest: "Secret Clone Technique!"
This is a magic passed down from ancient times by the elves. I have only seen it in the "Magic Notes" given to me by the elf aunt. Different from the general phantom clone technique, the clones separated by the "secret clone technique" are entities.
, has the same ability as the main body. The higher the ability of the caster, the more clones there will be.
Of course, I couldn't use it with my previous abilities. But now, with the help of the Dragon Necklace and the Ice Tears Stone, there shouldn't be much of a problem.
My body flashed and a clone appeared next to me.
"Then, attack the magician!" Throwing the sword to him, he telepathically told him what to do.
After taking the sword, the clone disappeared in a flash, and then Uncle Wilbur's exclamation came from far away.
"Use my blood as a sacrifice and wrap my enemies tightly..." I didn't need to pay attention to Uncle Wilbur anymore and cut my finger. Where the blood fell to the ground, red vines grew out, crowding each other.
One after another, they rushed towards Uncle Tenacy. Although the one in front was cut to pieces by Uncle Tenacy, Uncle Tenacy was eventually entangled by the overwhelming vines.
Of course, in this case, I will have time to run out of the attack range of "Meteor and Fire Shower". At this time, Uncle Wilbur is being chased by my clone. How can I have time to adjust the magic he released earlier? Taking advantage of this time, I
Peeling a piece of fruit for myself, I sat down with some free time and guided my avatar to play with the two uncles at a speed that was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
"How's it going?" I finished eating the fruit and saw that Uncle Wilbur was almost dying, and Uncle Tenacy was about the same: "Are you satisfied with this?"
"Stop!" Uncle Wilbur ran past me, chasing my clone: "I have something to say."
I first lifted the spell on Uncle Tenacy, and then sent out a thought. The clone's speed changed, and with a few swords, I forced Uncle Wilbur to my side, then sheathed the sword and stood aside.
"You win..." Uncle Wilbur sat down next to me, and the blood vessels on his neck were vaguely visible: "I have pity on my age...my heart..."
"It's really good! Cohen!" Uncle Tenasi, who still had some vines hanging on his body, came over and patted me on the shoulder: "Your magic is not as good as his, and your martial arts skills are not as good as mine... but you are playing tricks on us."
"
"Hehe... luck, just better luck." I said with a smile.
"Forget it, you are cunning!" Uncle Wilbur said feebly: "You are cruel... you are a born politician! Look at it, you just say you are a politician, and you start to pretend to be modest!"
"Okay, okay!" Uncle Tenasi patted the dust on his body and said, "We are going back. Cohen, please come to my place before you leave."
After I saw off the two uncles, Fichet emerged from nowhere.
"Haha, I'm so glad you passed." He said, "Let's go drink and celebrate!"
I looked at this guy, but I really didn't want to teach him a lesson for his behavior of "abandoning his friends and running away" just now.
"But..." he continued: "The way you pretended to be humble just now was disgusting, you know?"
What else is there to say to such a person? I directly expressed my views on him through actions - I beat Fichet violently, and then I stood up with satisfaction.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!" I laughed three times to the sky. Just when I was about to sigh that the royal bloodline felt so good, I found a shadow on the ground. When I looked up, it was my clone. He was observing with eyes wide open.
I, with two bright black eyes, were very energetic.
No, the expiration date of the Secret Clone Technique has obviously expired, so why doesn’t this clone disappear? Besides, being stared at by a guy who looks exactly like me... it’s really not a good feeling.
I didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so I had to stay silent for a while.
"You..." After sorting out my thoughts, I sent a wave of consciousness to "him": "Why are you still here?"
"Because I didn't get your order..." I clearly felt the consciousness "he" sent back to me: "Master."
Lord...man? I couldn't help but shout "Ah".
"It's like this, Master, my situation is a bit complicated..." It seemed that he was shy: "Can you give me some time to explain to you?"
"Of course... of course, of course!" I said, "I prefer to talk. Also, let's sit down and talk about it."
"Okay, Master." He watched me carefully as I sat down, and then imitated my way to sit down.
"Can we start?" He asked me cautiously: "Master?"
"How dare you beat up the heir to the empire..." I was about to nod, but Fichet, who had just been tortured into a deep coma by me, climbed up without dying. When I looked up, I saw two Cohens sitting intimately.
Talking together... Fichet shook his head, rolled his eyes, and fell down again very simply.
"Hey!" I said, "Don't worry about him! Just say it!"
"Yes, Master. Actually, it's like this..." He said: "I...I am the fantasy beast you always carry on your chest..." When I heard this sentence, my jaw dropped with a "pop"
On the ground...
Fichet, who was pretending to be unconscious on the ground, raised his head and asked: "That's not right! Cohen, hasn't your fantasy beast already died?"
I nodded repeatedly, my mind so confused that I couldn't think about whether what a comatose person said was reasonable.
"Master! I am indeed your phantom beast!" My clone said eagerly: "I...I know a lot about you!"
"Tch! Everyone has known about Cohen's scandal for a long time!" The man who was supposed to be in a coma raised his head again and said, "You know that, it's not surprising!"
This governor nodded repeatedly...
"Master! I really am! I...I..." The clone became even more anxious, his face turned red from suppressing it, and he suddenly tore open my shirt without any explanation.
"Help! Someone is here!" The unconscious man raised his head and shouted: "Another Governor Cohen wants to molest Governor Cohen..."
The governor, who was about to continue nodding, immediately woke up when he heard the word "indecent": he slapped Fichet, and he immediately shut up.
"Look! Master!" The clone pointed at my left chest and said with great excitement: "I am the scar on your chest! Look, the scar on your body is gone now!"
I touched my chest with my hand, and the scar... was really gone!
"Right? I didn't lie to you, did I!" The clone... no, it should be said to be my phantom beast now looked at me with an innocent face: "Master!"
I nodded...
"Do you have a name? What kind of phantom beast does it belong to? I also have a phantom beast. Maybe I can be your girlfriend..." Fichet stood up and followed our usual slapstick standards, which meant that he
Officially "awakened", you can no longer use violence against him casually.
"Master, I...I don't have a name yet..." My fantasy beast looked pitiful: "Can you give me one first?"
"What should I call you?" I have never done anything like naming you: "Why don't you return to your true self first and show me your true self."
"Okay, Master!" the fantasy beast agreed, and as soon as my eyes flashed, it turned into a...puppy.
It's really a puppy... It shook its long pure white fur, threw out a pair of wide pink wings, and flew onto my shoulder with a "flutter", and its black eyes blinked.
Looked at me in a blink of an eye.
"Ah hahahaha!" Fichet said with a wild laugh: "Cohen, look at it, your phantom beast's... fur has covered its eyes! And... your eyes are black, even the eyes of your phantom beast.
They’re all black…hahahaha!”
"I don't want your phantom beast. Your phantom beast calls it this!" I gritted my teeth and said, "From now on it has a name! It's called... called... that's right! Its name is Abu!"
"Abu?"
"Yes! It's called Abu, what do you think?" I touched the fantasy beast on my shoulder: "Abu, do you like this name?"
"I like it!" Abu stuck out his tongue: "Master."
"What!" Fichet said unconvinced: "Abu doesn't even know if this name is good or not! Also, the way you look...hehe...it seems like you are all thief-minded...Hey, Cohen, you are
What are you doing? Hey! Cohen, why are you wrapping me up with magic!"
"Are you done?" I raised my eyebrows: "Abu! Bite him!"
"Yes, Master, but..." Abu immediately jumped on Fichet's shoulder and started grinding his teeth: "Where to bite?"
"He relies on his face to make a living..." I thought about it for a moment: "Just bite his face!"
Little Abu opened his mouth wide enough to fit a horse in, and bit it without thinking.
"Ah..." Fichet was screaming: "No!"
"Abbu, how can you not work hard?" I stood aside and said, "You bit too lightly. Didn't you hear that he was still there... No! Ah... No! Did he call your name? This is a provocation.
!Stronger!"
"But master..." Abu said: "He seems to be screaming a little differently!"
"You don't know this!" I was peeling the fruit while using paralysis to paralyze Fichet's mouth: "Don't you think he was calling your name in a typical post-modern impressionist tone?
?He is using this weird tone to show his overall contempt for your body and spirit!"
"Yes! Master, I understand!" came Abu's consciousness.
"Ah!" Fichet continued to scream, but his voice was more than one octave higher: "No!"
"Harder!"
"yes!"
Soon after.
"Cohen, do you know that Abu is now in the most important period of growth." Fichet held his face in his hands: "You will teach Abu a bad way."
"Is something wrong?" I stroked Abu's hair.
"Of course it's not right!" Fishette said hurriedly: "Phantom beasts are just like children, they will learn from whoever they follow!"
"You mean...Abu is learning from me?" I said, "What's wrong with that?"
"Do you know that phantom beasts like Abu that can transform into human form are very precious!" Fichet got angry: "I have never seen it before!"
"Didn't we see you today?" I said, "By the way, Abu, how can you become like me?"
Abu explained while recalling, and we finally understood a little bit. It turned out that Abu, who was still a fantasy beast egg, fell into pieces after being hit by lightning magic. Fortunately, it had been feeding on my spiritual energy. In a life-threatening situation, Abu
Next, the growing Abu is attached to my body, that is, the scar on my chest, and his consciousness is also hidden in my mind.
At the same time that I woke up, Abu also woke up, but his consciousness could not return to his body. Just as I was using the clone technique, the smart Abu successfully entered my clone.
"Oh...that's it! Your upbringing experience is similar to someone else's..." Fichet suddenly realized it. When he saw me glaring at him, he immediately changed his words: "By the way, Abu, what is your special ability?"
"I can now transform into the master!" Abu jumped from my left shoulder to my right shoulder very proudly: "And after the transformation, I will have all the skills of the master!"
"We just saw this!" I asked it: "I want to know your other abilities..."
Fichet opened his mouth wide, pointed at Abu and then at me, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh...
"Forget it if you can't remember it!" Having had the same experience, I comforted Abu: "Let's take our time!"
"Well!" Abu started jumping up and down again: "But Abu knows everything about the master, including..."
"Abu! You can't say these things!" I used spiritual communication to stop Abu's words: "You can't say it to anyone!"
"Yes, Master! Abu has remembered it!"
"Speaking of which... Abu is still very weak!" Fichet said to me: "If you appear as a fantasy beast, your enemies will list you as a target for killing..."
"Then...in what capacity should Abu appear?"
"That's great!" Fichet snapped his fingers: "Ab looks like a low-level monster. You can tell others that Abu is the pet you just adopted today!"
I thought about it, this was not bad, so I settled on it.
"Abu, are you Mr. or Miss?"
"What does Abu's gender have to do with you? You are not Abu's master!"
"Let me ask...Abu, tell me."
"Abu is a boy!"
"Hey! That's right, Abu, let me tell you, I have a fantasy beast lady! She is in the first dormant stage now, she is very beautiful..."
"Abu doesn't like playing with big sister..."
"That's right! My Abu will definitely be the most handsome boy in the entire continent! Abu, don't worry, as the master, I will definitely teach you how to pick up sisters. When the time comes...Master, I will pick up beautiful sisters all over the continent.
, Abu, you can pick up beautiful fantasy beasts all over the continent!"
"Um!"
"Work hard, Abu!"
"Yeah! Try hard!"
"Come on Abu!"
"Yeah! Come on!"
"Hey, hey, hey... But Cohen, don't you already have three wives... Help... ah! No..." The two of them returned to their residence like this. (To be continued)