Chapter 35 Brother and sister, rookies
Before this, Ronan simply hated Linus.
Because this guy is very arrogant and always feels that he is superior to the wizards in the tree house area.
Even though they were both at level five, Linus always showed an inexplicable sense of superiority in front of him.
This sense of superiority almost reached its peak when he killed two third-level apprentice wizards in one fell swoop during a solo patrol, and became famous in one battle. He was attached and sought after by many low-level wizards.
"I used to think that this guy was just annoying, but now I know that he is so cruel, selfish and despicable
Even if you are a sex partner, you will have feelings after a few months. If you say it will kill you, you will kill him... tsk tsk"
If Linus died after doing something like this, the most he would do would be something people would spit out when talking about it.
Now that the person is not dead, he is immediately "excluded" from the group by others.
Everyone looked at him with a rather indifferent look, and underneath the indifference there was undisguised disgust and contempt.
After Ronan understood the whole process of everyone's battle with the black-robed wizard, his eyes naturally turned to the most powerful half-elf brother and sister on the field.
Looking at the beautiful half-elf wizard girl with delicate features in front of her, she couldn't help but speak softly.
To be honest, he quite admired this girl.
Calm, smart, and courageous. He has excellent leadership skills. Although his chest is a bit small, he is not a "flower vase" at all.
It's really rare.
"Nicole, right...
There is no news about old Wells, Venetia and Jacob yet. I have to look for them again...
Then it will be up to you and your brother Andre Take charge of taking everyone to the town, I believe you can do a good job!"
Ronan said to the half-elf wizard girl with admiration and encouragement.
The half-elf wizard girl also readily agreed.
"no problem."
Her voice is not the delicate voice of ordinary girls, but rather neutral and full of magnetism.
Ronan's affection for the half-elf wizard girl suddenly jumped up again.
"but.."
After the half-elf wizard girl accepted the task assigned by Ronan, her expression suddenly became a little hesitant.
Ronan asked: "What? Is there anything else?"
The half-elf wizard girl shook her head.
"It's okay, I just want to explain it to the adults.
Actually, I'm not Nicole, I'm Andre.
This one is my sister Nicole... She inherited my mother's barbarian blood, and while exploring the path of a wizard, she also learned the way of a knight. "
The half-elf wizard "Sister" pointed to the tall and burly half-elf man next to her, with a lumpy body and a large tuft of black chest hair, and introduced to Ronan sincerely and enthusiastically.
Ronan's smile froze on his face and he didn't move for a long while..
In the forest, Ronan was running at full strength.
"What kind of dreamy creation could give birth to such an absurd and abstract pair of brothers and sisters!"
"How could barbarians get along with elves??"
Ronan ran and complained through gritted teeth.
He felt as if something in his heart suddenly broke.
He once thought that the beautiful night that represented the beginning of all stories, the elf girl smiling tenderly at him beside the bonfire
"Bah!"
Ronan shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of all the messy images in his mind.
"Shashasha——"
The sound of branches and grass blades rubbing rapidly reached my ears.
Ronan turned around and saw two wizards with hurried expressions, running away from him.
Neither party made any pause, and the moment their eyes met, the other person hesitated to speak, as if he wanted to say something to him, but he quickly passed by.
"It seems that the news of the appearance of the black-robed wizard has spread. There are probably a lot of black-robed wizards in the forest." Ronan naturally knew what the other wizard wanted to remind him, and he had encountered more than one fugitive wizard along the way. partner.
The forest is filled with beacon smoke, and countless killings are quietly going on in unknown corners of the forest. Apart from Ronan, there is probably no one else who chooses to "retrograde" at this time.
It's not that Ronan wants to be a hero.
The oath of mutual help promised when the small group was established has not been kept even when there is still strength left, so what difference does he have from Linus and others?
The experience of killing the intermediate apprentice black-robed wizard just now also gave Ronan a lot of confidence, and it also gave him a clear understanding of his current strength.
The half-step expert-level Dzogchen's [Energy Missile] is powerful enough to compete with ordinary zero-level advanced spells. In addition, with only half a second of casting time, his combat effectiveness may be stronger than that of an ordinary seventh-level wizard apprentice.
"Even if I encounter a stronger opponent, with my current physical fitness, it shouldn't be difficult to escape."
Of course, nothing is absolute and everything has hidden risks.
But if he didn't even dare to take this risk, Ronan really didn't know the meaning of his hard work day and night.
Walking through the silent forest, approaching the spot where the black smoke of the signal was densely emitted, Ronan's pace gradually slowed down.
Releasing the [Detection Technique] casually, Ronan carefully paid attention to the surrounding environment and was ready to enter the battle at any time.
Although he was a little nervous at this time, he was not very afraid and was more calm.
The moccasins covered with wet mud made a rustling sound as they stepped lightly on the forest floor covered with fallen leaves.
There was wind blowing all around, and the grass and trees were swaying slightly.
Ronan picked out a light red berry in front of him, put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly. The sour and slightly sweet taste slowly spread between his lips and tongue.
"@#￥%"
Suddenly, a soft and thin sound floated into Ronan's ears.
Chirping
It was like someone was whispering in his ear.
This is the sound of spell chanting!
Someone is hiding in the dark and preparing to secretly cast a spell on him!
Ronan paused, and his eyes instantly locked on a bush not far away. Coldness appeared in his eyes, and he was about to throw out an expert-level [energy missile].
But then the sound stopped suddenly.
Ronan was slightly startled, a little unexpected.
I thought the person behind the bushes had given up casting spells, but two seconds later, the sound of spell chanting sounded again.
Ronan frowned and took two steps forward. The chanting immediately became urgent and panicked.
Then it quickly disappeared after making a mistake in a certain syllable.
After a while, maybe the caster's mentality had adjusted, and the chanting sounded again
This was repeated several times, and Ronandunima was speechless.
"If you're not good at academics, you still want to imitate other people's sneak attacks?
It's better to learn to be funny."
Ronan immediately changed his mind.
Simply give up on casting [Energy Missile] and instead place your hand gently on the hilt of the one-handed sword at your waist. After all, releasing an expert-level [Energy Missile] requires a lot of mental energy, so any little you can save is worth it. .
To deal with a "rookie" wizard, why use a bull's-eye to kill a chicken?
Ronan walked towards the target bush step by step with a calm expression.
As his footsteps approached, the whispers of spell chanting coming from behind the bushes became more and more urgent, and more and more panicked.
The frequency of mistakes increased rapidly, and it was unknown how many times it was repeated in a short period of time. .
Until Ronan stood completely in front of the bushes, he could almost clearly see the outline of the figure hiding behind the bushes.
".A... Erbalu~!"
The voice of the spell chanting, which was trembling out of shape due to fear and nervousness, suddenly became louder, and there was no need to cover it up at all.
A cold look flashed across Ronan's face, and the long sword clenched under his robe was slashed out.
"Tear-"
The long sword filled with cold light tore through the air, bursting out a half-moon-shaped white air wave visible to the naked eye, and the dense bushes were crushed into powder in large areas.
Among the countless flying leaf dust, the long sword seemed to hit something, making a loud "bang" sound.
But soon it continued to sweep through with overwhelming force.
(End of this chapter)