Chapter 11 Snow Owl: I am self-taught!
The process of touching the equipment turns out to be waiting here!
Yeats rubbed his hands.
Now that the matter has come to this, I have no choice but to lick my bag with tears in my eyes.
"Gray, take out that backpack and see what good things are inside."
"Why me?"
"I'm afraid of ghosts or something."
Yeats said seriously.
"I'm afraid too!"
Gray sighed: "In case of a work-related injury, according to employment law, you have to pay compensation and medical expenses."
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"I got it, go quickly."
Yeats thought to himself, was there such an employment law in the Middle Ages?
It seems a bit urbanized!
Gray slowly walked to the skeleton, pushed away the dirt with her feet, and accidentally kicked the skull more than half a meter away.
Cang Dang, Cang Dang.
Gray turned around in embarrassment and saw Phokas tapping his hands on both sides of the shoulder armor, then looking up at the sky.
Yeats whispered silently.
Sin, sin, Bodhisattva...ah no, Holy Light bless you.
Gray looked stiff, picked up the dusty bag, and trotted back to Yeats.
Snow Owl glanced at Gray, his arrogant expression seemed to say, I have to take action!
Then.
The snowy owl used its paws to dig a hole in the ground for a while, and dug out an oak cane.
This oak cane is covered with a layer of warm oil and has a concave top, set with a dusty aquamarine.
“This is actually a staff!”
Phocas said with surprise, holding the cane handed over by Snow Owl.
"Birds have done great things." Yeats said happily.
"Gu~" The snowy owl stood on Yeats's shoulder, combing its feathers with its beak.
Owls have sharp eyes, and as an owl with magical talent, the snowy owl has a keen perception of magic.
If it hadn’t given the hint, we would have had to work hard to find the relic.
Yeats poked the snowy owl's round head and took the staff from Phokas.
Although I don't know how to identify it, when I open the panel, a small line of game-like explanatory text appears next to the staff.
"The Rain Staff is a one-ring staff. When using this staff to cast water spells, you will gain a bonus. Enchantment: Water Creation."
According to the setting of "Phantom Wings", the magic power It does not originate from the mage's body, but flows through all things in the world, like a huge magic net.
If a mage wants to invoke magic power, he often needs to use a medium such as a staff.
A staff is expensive.
And this is even an enchanted staff.
Yeats smiled.
I picked up a good piece of equipment!
The water creation technique that comes with the enchantment is a one-level spell that can create fresh water out of thin air. The charging conditions are also very simple. It can be placed in fresh water such as rivers.
This rainwater wand is perfect for cooking or traveling.
It can even be of great use in the agricultural irrigation of the territory!
“Let’s see what else is in the bag?”
Yeats sounded expectant.
“There is also a scroll, a manual, a sheepskin contract, a colorless crystal and five gold coins.”
Fokas counted them one by one and said: “From the scroll Judging from the lacquer seal, the spell it records is..."
"It's actually a second-level spell."
The white-haired old man's hand holding the scroll trembled.
"Second ring, strong wind, a wind spell that creates strong winds to expel poisonous mist, push away enemies, and cause damage!"
"Is it a two-ring scroll?"
< br>Gray's eyes widened: "It can be sold for a lot of gold coins!"
The scroll has two major uses, one is to cast spells once, and the other is as a teaching material for learning spells.
This scroll ‘Strong Wind Technique’ is a spell that Snow Owl can learn, and its combat power is expected to be improved!
But in terms of spells, no one in the team can teach Snow Owl.
In addition, this is a second-level spell, so it is extremely difficult to learn.
Yeats does not have high hopes for Snow Owl to master the second-level spell for the time being.
The five gold coins in the purse were enough to buy a farm cow, which was a huge amount of money.
"The needle will not poke."
Yeats nodded repeatedly: "As expected of the Master, he is rich."
"What is the sheepskin contract? What is it for? Are you here to summon the dead?" Gray asked.
“It is a kind of parchment that can be used to form a contract with Warcraft. The required material is colorless crystal, which is also included in the backpack.”
Phokas speculated: "Presumably, this necromancer intends to make a contract with the Demonic Flame Sheep, and in turn be harmed by it."
"So-"
Gray looked around Yeats and Snowy Owl blinked: "Is this a contract delivered to your door?"
Conquering a demon pet requires a special step called 'contract', and animal trainers are best at this.
Currently, the Snowy Owl is still in the wild and is only traveling with it temporarily.
But through the magic of the contract, it will officially become Yeats's familiar.
After these days of walking together, Yeats has made up his mind to make a contract. He took the contract from Phokas, walked up to the shaking Snow Owl, and said:
"Would you consider making a contract with me? From now on, food and accommodation will be included. "
Snowy Owl was stunned for a moment, and then heard Yeats say:
"If you don't sign, you won't get a share in today's Magic Flame Sheep feast."
"Gu!" The Snow Owl put its paws on the parchment without thinking.
The colorless crystal bloomed with white light, wrapping the entire parchment.
Then, the parchment burned on its own, turning into ashes and scattering in the wind.
Yeats felt a vague connection with the snowy owl.
It becomes easier to communicate with each other and give instructions.
Yeats glanced at him and saw the snowy owl flying over and landing on his outstretched arm, head held high.
At this scene, Yeats smiled and couldn't help but think of a classic line.
Snowy Owl, conquered!
The goal is to become the world’s number one master of training pets!
Uh...it seems like there is no such title in this world.
No matter.
In this world between humans and monsters, eating and being eaten coexist.
If you don’t get eaten, it counts as success!
In a fit of excitement, Yeats's second sense was overwhelming and he said loudly:
"Gray, what is our goal?"
"Hunting the ancient dragon!" Gray said excitedly.
Yeats's heart burned, and he said expressionlessly: "As if I didn't ask, you shouldn't mention hunting the ancient dragon again."
"Why?"
"What's the difference between that and seeking death?"
There was still a manual left in the Necromancer's legacy. Yeats thought he could inherit the mantle like the protagonist of the novel, so he opened the cover full of longing.
After reading two pages, Yeats's expression gradually became weird.
Because necromancers often need corpses for research, embalming and preservation techniques are very critical to them.
In this manual, a unique meat curing technique created by the Necromancer is recorded, and there is even a fermentation method using mold, which can greatly extend the shelf life of food.
Yeats silently closed the manual.
I thought it was a secret book.
It turns out to be this production guide...
Late at night.
After half the night of hunting the Demon Flame Sheep, everyone was exhausted.
Yeats told Furkas and Gray to go to bed while he and Snow Owl kept vigil.
Gray got into her sleeping bag and fell asleep; Furkas was moved to tears and Yeats said all kinds of things to her, so she leaned on the carriage and fell asleep fully clothed.
The bonfire was burning, Yeats was holding a teacup in his hand, and was relying on hot black tea to continue his life.
Next to her, the Snow Owl stared with yellow eyes, turning its head 270 degrees from time to time.
"You are really energetic." Yeats held his cheek and said lazily, "How about you open the scroll and learn it? How much you can learn depends on God's will."
After the contract, the snow owl was able to understand complex commands. It flapped its wings and came to the backpack and took out the scroll inside.
The snowy owl used its beak to peck open the stitches of the scroll, flattened it with its talons, and stared at the magic words on the scroll with a serious expression.
Yeats brought a cup of refreshing lemon black tea and placed it next to the snowy owl.
Afterwards, we saw the bizarre scene of the snowy owl taking a sip of tea and taking a look at the scroll.
Yeats: "..."
I seem to be dazzled, and I think of the emoticon of a snowy owl wearing glasses and reading a newspaper!
The prerequisite for using the scroll is to first understand the words on the scroll.
Yeats's magical talent has basically stopped reading scrolls.
Although the Snow Owl has a certain foundation in magic, it only has one link after all.
If you want to learn the second-ring strong wind technique, Yeats estimated that it would take two or three months...
The next day, early morning.
As the sky dawned, Yeats glanced at the little guy beside him and found that its attention was still focused on the scroll.
"You studied all night long."
Yeats smiled and said: "Don't be anxious, after all, you can't learn magic by staying up all night..."
The words have not yet been spoken. fall.
The snowy owl's eyes became sharp.
call!
The strong wind from the wings extinguished the bonfire and shook the forest, causing the trees to sway in the wind.
The silver-haired boy's broken hair was blown by the wind, and he stood there blankly.
Soon, Yeats opened the panel and looked at the Snow Owl's information in the Demon Pet column.
Among the list of mastered spells, there are surprisingly new second-level spells!
Yeats's voice trembled and he said in shock:
"Have you learned the strong wind technique?"
"Gu!"
The snow owl tilted its head.
I had nothing to do at night, so I kept staring at the scroll, and I learned it when it was dawn...
Yeats understood the meaning of the snowy owl's call and looked moved.
Understood, I will give you more spell scrolls in the future so that you can become self-taught!
(End of this chapter)