Thinking of the battle just now, Ou Ling couldn't help but smile secretly.
Compared with this perverted roommate, what do I mean?
Then, Ou Ling remembered the bottle of potion he drank...
If I remember correctly, it should be called recovery potion.
When he was in the Rotterdam Guild, the president, his mentor, once bought a few bottles at a high price. Ou Ling still remembers it. When he heard the price, his face almost turned pale with fright.
, the price of those bottles of recovery potion is even enough to equip a decent magician!
Ou Ling still remembers that when he handed over the bottle of recovery potion, he didn't even frown at all, as if what he handed over was not tens of thousands of gold coins, but an inconspicuous stone.
It wasn't until today that Ou Ling realized what a perverted guy his roommate, who claimed to be a seventh-level magician, was.
He was only twenty years old, but he already had the strength of a thirteenth-level magician. He took out a recovery potion worth tens of thousands of gold coins. Probably only an idiot like Ma Sen would treat him as an ordinary person.
Seventh level magician...
"In short, our roommate is a real monster!" Ou Ling made the final conclusion with this sentence.
While the two were talking, Lin Li opened the door and walked in. Without saying anything else, he just handed a blue glass bottle to Ou Ling and told him to take it before going to bed.
The sky was getting dark. The three of them had been working hard all day and were already extremely tired. When they lay down on the bed, they almost slept until dawn.
The next day, Lin Li was woken up by a knock on the door.
When he rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened the door, what he saw was not the expected Ma Sen, but a person he had never thought of.
"Mr...Mr. Medellin!" Seeing the twitching goatee, Lin Li's sleepiness immediately disappeared without a trace. It was only then that he suddenly realized that he had overslept, which was rare!
After the trial ended yesterday, Medellin announced to them. Let's meet at the guild hall at eight o'clock this morning. Look at what time it is now, let alone morning... I guess it's too late even for lunch...
"Put on your clothes and follow me." Medellin's tone was very calm, but there were a few words written clearly on his old face - I am very angry!
Medellin really got angry just thinking about it. Today he wanted to show off as a mentor and let the three little guys wait for two hours before talking. He even thought about his lines. The three of them were impatient to wait.
At that time, I stood up and taught them a lesson: "If you don't even have this patience, how can you endure boring magic learning in the future? Young people... are still a little too impatient. "
So, the old guy spent most of the morning reading in the library, and when it was almost time to have lunch, he slowly entered the guild hall.
Who knew that when he went over and took a look, there was not even a ghost inside! His lungs almost exploded on the spot...
In anger, Medellin ran all the way to kill them, only to find that these three little guys were all hiding in the room and sleeping soundly.
If he had his usual temper, he would probably have been blasted away with a magic spell.
It doesn’t matter which guild you come from, just teach me a lesson first.
pity……
Among the people sleeping soundly in the room today, there happened to be a guy who couldn't be taught a lesson.
That is the hope of the Oranna Magic Guild. Whether it can forge a magic weapon, whether it can win the bet with the Adventurer's Guild, whether it can win the key to open the ruins, all of this can be determined.
It all depends on whether the old man is in a good mood...
How dare Medellin offend such an uncle?
Even if he says a word to him now, Medellin has to carefully consider his tone, for fear of making the old man unhappy. When the time comes, they will break up, and where will the Magic Guild look for another intermediate-level or above blacksmith?
go?
Lesson learned? Only those who are full will do this...
"Oh..." Seeing that the old guy's expression was not good, Lin Li did not dare to delay. He quickly put on the Raging Flame robe and took the Winter Staff in his hand.
When he opened the door again, Medellin had already knocked on the doors of the other two roommates.
But this time, the old guy's way of knocking on the door was not as polite as he was to Lin Li.
I saw him raise his hand, and two arcane missiles with brilliant magical light blasted open the door of their underground room in an instant.
"boom……"
The loud rumbling sound echoed in the house for a long time.
"..." This peculiar way of knocking on the door reminded Lin Li of Gregorian who was far away in Garros City.
Two loud noises in succession, like two thunderclaps, startled Ou Ling and Ma Sen in the blink of an eye.
"What's the matter? Is Mathias here to cause trouble again?" Ma Sen hurried out of the room without even having time to put on the mage's robe, and then... he saw a man standing in the dark.
Medellin with an open face.
The old guy was so angry that his goatee twitched, and he stared at Ma Sen with a fierce gaze as if he wanted to eat people: "What else do you dare to ask me?"
"Uh..." The expression on Mason's face suddenly froze.
"I'll take care of you later..." Seeing that the blacksmith was still there, Medellin didn't want to lose his temper and just glared at Mason fiercely.
"..." The last threatening words scared Ma Sen so much that his feet became weak on the spot. It was over... This old guy is a pervert. What if another ghost-patterned demon leopard comes to deal with me?
I have to take away half my life...
Just after threatening Ma Sen, Ou Ling also came out of the room.
But compared to the haste of the other two, Ou Ling was obviously much calmer. He had already put on a black mage robe. When he saw Medellin, he was only slightly stunned, and then he simply admitted his mistake: "
Sorry, Mr. Medellin, I'm late. "
The old guy's face was still ugly. After staring at Ou Ling for a long time, he squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "Follow me!"
Medellin did keep its word, saying it would deal with Mason, and indeed it quickly fulfilled its promise.
After a group of four people left the Magic Guild, they headed straight to the Nightmare Mountains just like yesterday.
Today's Nightmare Mountain seems to be more popular than yesterday. On the way up the mountain, a group of four people encountered two trial teams who also came from the Oranna Magic Guild. It seems that the Nightmare Mountain is indeed a suitable place for training young people.
In this place, several trial instructors all chose this place unanimously.
The mountain road ahead is extremely rugged. Except for Medellin, who has reached the realm of the Great Mage and can fly using the levitation technique, the other three are all walking extremely hard. The effect of the agility technique is simply insignificant. On this rugged mountain road
Above, no one dares to walk too fast. The only thing the three of them can do is to add a Feather Falling Technique to themselves, so that if they accidentally fall down, they can buy a little more time for Medellin.
rescue……
There are often monsters along the way. Although they are very low-level, most of them are just three-eyed blood wolves, but on this rugged mountain road, even the lowest-level monsters are enough to cause great trouble to the three of them.
, stopping and stopping along the way, it took almost more than two hours for the three of them to finally get through the winding and rugged mountain road.
"The Great Mage is so cool..." Ma Sen quietly glanced at Medellin. With the support of his levitation technique, the old guy flew up to the top of the mountain calmly and calmly, looking as leisurely as if he was sightseeing in the mountains.
, seeing this scene, Ma Sen swallowed his saliva with envy...
"Idiot!" Medellin's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. As soon as he saw the envious look on Ma Sen's face, he already guessed what he was thinking. The old guy was suspended above Ma Sen's head and looked at him with disdain.
He glanced at me and said: "If you have time to envy me, you might as well think about how to improve your magic level. The great magician's levitation technique doesn't matter. When you reach the legendary realm, the flying technique can make you fly faster than a gryphon!"
"
"real or fake?"
"Go away, I don't communicate with idiots." Medellin glared at him fiercely, and then declared solemnly: "To be honest, except for this idiot, you two little guys are both pretty good, and
...The kitten yesterday was too docile and posed no threat to you at all, so I thought about it and decided to increase the difficulty of the task a little bit..."
"Have you seen that forest?" As he spoke, Medellin stretched out his hand and pointed to a dense forest ahead.
"I saw it. "
"Very good." The old guy nodded and took out a map from his pocket: "I hid an interesting thing somewhere in the woods, and your mission is based on this."