"Growing into giants? This is also a spell meant to be funny." Muria looked at the spell book in his hand and threw it out. Then he was caught by the trembling and honest invisible servant and put it back on the original bookshelf.
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Giant Enlargement, a first-level spell, can be put simply to increase the size and strength of a humanoid creature. However, you don’t need to think about it to know that this spell will be 100% immune to the effect on Muria’s true body.
What’s the point of acting on Muria’s human body? With this skill, it’s better to just transform back into the real body.
"There are many low-level spells that you don't need to learn at all, and it would be a waste of time to learn them. I really don't know what the mage who created them originally thought." Muria looked at the spell books floating in front of her and read them carefully.
Effect.
"What the hell is this? Tentacle Tongue, turning the tongue into tentacles." Muria looked disgusted when she saw this: "I can guarantee that the mage who created this spell is definitely a pervert."
"Repair minor injuries. If the injury is minor, the time it takes me to recover is less than the time it takes to cast a spell. There is no need to learn."
"Swim faster. Haha. I am a man who can go into the sea and catch fish."
"Reduction. Phew, I'm small enough now."
"To resist seasickness, I must first have a boat to ride on."
"Don't look at it, don't look at it. There are not many first-level spells that are really useful. Most of them are auxiliary spells, direct attacks, and the power is too weak. They are useless against those young dragons. Only those blessed by my bloodline
Spells, there’s something to behold.”
"Second-level spells are good, but why are there tentacle-based spells? Sharp-toothed tentacles extend a tentacle from the hand and then split into three small tentacles. Each tentacle has a mouth with teeth." Murray
Ya looked at it and retched, "It's such a wonderful spell. Who with a normal outlook on life would learn it?"
Muria picked and picked, throwing away the spell books that he didn't like, or that the style of painting was abnormal, and only picked those spell books that were pleasing to the eye...
"Well!" Muria sluggishly said, "My mental power is almost exhausted, so I only constructed five second-level spells. My mental power is really too little, not enough at all.
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Muria unconsciously said words that would make ordinary Baiyin want to vomit blood. Unlike ordinary mages, he started to build a spell model after careful consideration, but directly used it to increase his proficiency at the cost of consuming a lot of mental energy.
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Ordinary human mages are very cautious. After completely memorizing the spell model, they will try to figure it out for ten days and a half to try to build it successfully once. The worst case can be successful within three times.
As for Muria, he can construct even the most basic zero-level magic and fail more than ten times, not to mention the second-level spell that is two orders of magnitude more difficult. Facts have proved that he only failed a few times before constructing it.
The fourth-level magic transformation spell is just bad luck.
Compared with the mental power used to build a successful spell model, the mental power lost in failed construction accounts for more than 95% of Muria's total mental power. This is why Muria built spell models many times in a short period of time.
For the price you pay, a good night's sleep can replenish your mental energy.
"This world is really unfair." Muria sighed. He was no longer a novice who knew nothing about Erathia. In Golden Dragon Girl's library, he could learn everything he wanted to know.
"Fortunately, I am not the one who laments the injustice of the world." Muria sighed and then shifted his attention. He is now focusing on how to improve his combat power.
As for the growth of strength, Muria felt that he didn't have to worry about it at all. He could get stronger every day while sleeping, so why bother thinking so much. The only thing he needed to think about was how to effectively use the power he had.
Transformed into real combat effectiveness.
"I'm already doing this by making full use of my mental power and improving my spell casting ability. Now I can't continue to build the spell model." Muria thought carefully, "Whether it's a golden dragon or a titan, their spell casting ability is just theirs.
It’s just an embellishment of their prestige, what’s truly world-famous is their melee combat capabilities.”
"So, my main focus should be on improving my melee fighting ability." Muria nodded secretly, "The fist-to-bone fighting style is quite exciting when you think about it, but it is easy to get injured."
"If you want to fight in close combat, the related knowledge is all in the inherited memory of the Titans." Muria looked at the inherited knowledge of the Titan clan in his memory and twitched the corner of his mouth. He had already obtained the inherited knowledge, but he never had it.
Chance, or rather, I didn't look carefully at it subconsciously. Now that I looked carefully, Muria was suffocated.
"Should I say that it is indeed a world-famous legendary fighting race? In addition to the Titan language, Giant language and Common language in the initial inheritance, the rest are all knowledge related to combat.
The Titan knowledge inheritance I received for the second time is pure combat knowledge. Let me take a look at what is there, "Selection and Use of Weapons", "Double-edged Battle Ax Skills", "How to Throw a Spear Accurately", "
Basic Warhammer Skills"..."
Looking at this large list of various weapon usage techniques, Muria's head began to feel dizzy. His father's family seemed to be very perverted. Now in his mind, the knowledge inheritance of the Titan family,
Apart from basic language knowledge, all that's left is fighting.
"My body shape..." Muria thought about her body that still had the flesh of a baby, and was a little speechless. It seemed that it was not very suitable for fighting. "Besides, if I want to use this fighting knowledge, I must at least have a suitable weapon."
weapons."
"So, do I still have to choose to fight in close combat with my fists?" Muria recovered her true body in a burst of light and raised her fleshy fist, which was actually bigger than a casserole.
"The most suitable one for my current situation is the "Fighting Skill" that accounts for the largest proportion of Titan inheritance."
Muria scratched her head, looked at the white robe on her body, and murmured in a low voice: "This robe can grow and shrink with my body, so it shouldn't be a problem to wear it in battle!"
"No matter, let's rest for a while. I'll go find some ferocious beasts and try out the Titan's fighting skills." Mulia didn't go back to his room, walked out of the library, randomly found a room that looked good, pushed it in, and didn't care.
At three-seven-twenty-one, he turned into a human form and lay down directly on the bed to sleep.
Now, Muria has regarded his room as a dragon breeding room. When sleeping there, he cannot close his eyes peacefully because those dragon cubs may attack him at any time.
"Well, it smells pretty good." Muria sniffed the faint aroma of the quilt and gradually became confused, "I don't know if it's the body scent of the dragon maid, or if it's the lingering fragrance left after using perfume.
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"Mia, stop now, don't pinch me anymore."
"It's so tender. It doesn't matter. I'll squeeze it for a while longer. Who let Master Muria occupy my bed and prevent me from sleeping?"
"If Master Muria wakes up, you will be dead."
"What are you afraid of? We serve the golden dragon, who is the head of the good dragons. We are not evil dragons. We will only receive a small punishment at most."
"Even if it is a good dragon, it is still a dragon, Mia..."
When Muria woke up in a daze, he heard two very young-sounding female voices arguing in dragon language. Of course, what he felt most strongly now was the one that kept rubbing on his face.
slender palm.
Then, feeling the discomfort, Muria completely opened her golden pupils. She stared blankly at the two dragon maids in front of her with fine golden dragon scales on both sides of their cheeks.
One of the dragon maids who looked like a beautiful girl was squatting in front of him, leaning next to him, stretching out a hand to squeeze his face, and behind her, another dragon maid was pulling her anxiously.
, wanting to stop her movement.
"Have you pinched enough?" Muria's face was expressionless. He had not yet fully woken up and was in a poor mental state.
"Hey." Dragon maid Mia, who was immersed in the wonderful touch on her fingers and arguing with her companions, finally realized what she was doing and retracted her fingers with a smile.
"Master Muria, Mia didn't mean to offend you. Please forgive her for her rashness." When the dragon maid who was pulling Mia heard Muria's voice, she knelt down in panic and begged for mercy for her companion.
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"Master Muria, you occupied my bed first. I had no place to sleep, so I kept staring at you. Then I thought you were too cute, and finally I couldn't help it and pinched your face. You can't blame me."
"Your bed is not small, enough for two people to sleep." Muria still looked blank. He didn't know if it was because of too much mental energy consumption, but he was very sleepy now.
After saying this, he closed his eyes again, turned over, turned his back to the two dragon maids, and fell into a deep sleep.
Hearing these words, the dragon maid who was kneeling on the ground looked at Mia in astonishment, and then the dragon maid Mia, who had a very bold personality, cheered: "Michelle, sleep, sleep."
The dragon maid was kneeling on the ground with a dazed look on her face. She had no idea what was going on. In her mind, the upper and lower classes were strict, and anyone who exceeded them would be punished.
"Mia, what are you doing?" Michelle, the dragon maid, looked at Mia in shock as she quickly took off her clothes and got into bed. Although she had seen such scenes many times, this time it was different.
ah.
"Sleep." Mia replied matter-of-factly.
"But, but, Master Muria is still here..."
"Master Muria has agreed." Mia said with a smile.
...The golden sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains into a room where the maid lives in the Crystal Castle.
"Ah~ha~" Muria gasped and opened her eyes. There was still darkness in front of her eyes. Then she sniffed the slightly familiar fragrance, the soft touch on her face, and the slightly tight restraint on her body.
The feeling made Muria realize that he was being held tightly in the arms of a woman with a very good figure.