mage's dating rules

Chapter 1 It all started from a humble tavern

In this world, the beginning of most adventures is a humble tavern.

The Master Apprentice King is now walking into such a tavern.

As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the sour smell of leather armor that had been worn for a long time and was full of sweat. Even the pungent gas produced by the burning of inferior tobacco could not cover this smell.

Others, such as the linseed oil used to maintain the weapon, are less impressive.

Compared with the smell, the furnishings in the tavern are relatively lacklustre.It looked like some kind of goat bone was hung on the wall, and it was also decorated with the pumpkin lantern that I forgot to remove last Winter Veil. The old round shield seemed to indicate that the owner of the tavern had also been active as a mercenary.

But now, the owner of the tavern was standing behind the counter, holding the counter with his hands outstretched, carefully looking at the sorcerer apprentice who had just entered the shop.

"Warlock," he said, "better not try your tricks in my tavern, we don't welcome jugglers here."

Wang frowned: "I am a mage."

"It doesn't make any difference to us." The boss shrugged.

Wang: "The difference is huge. Warlocks use the power in their blood to cast spells, while we use knowledge..."

"As I said, it makes no difference to us. Are you a disciple of the master who visited the duke today?"

The young mage apprentice frowned, showing a confused expression: "Uh...Master? Which master? My teacher is still nesting in the tower?"

"Master of the court, you seem to be a wild person if you don't know this." The boss took out the oak cup and poured a whole glass of honey beer. With a slight push, the cup slid down the table to the young apprentice mage.

Wang picked up the wine glass, but didn't drink it: "Is this... for me?"

"Yeah, spellcasters are very popular in the mercenary squad."

"You just said that jugglers are not welcome."

"That's two different things. There are often some little bastards who don't know where to learn a little bit of fur, and pretend to be spellcasters everywhere, but in fact they only emit a few flashes."

Wang: "Flash? It's the lowest level of tricks, and it's easy to learn. Sometimes even people who don't know magic can perform it as long as they learn how to refine white phosphorus."

The boss laughed.

Wang: "However, I didn't talk about my spellcasting ability, nor did I cast any spells. How can you be sure I'm not a 'juggler'?"

After a brief silence, the boss said: "Because I know that after mastering the six-ring spell, there will be a fatal difference in temperament among mages. Before mastering the six-ring spell, the mage always appears cautious. Relaxed, but not fooling the eyes of a well-informed bar owner.

"As for the mages who master the sixth ring, they will definitely prepare a spell as their last hole card, so they look more calm. You must know better than me."

Wang: "Trigger, six-ring spell. Even a mage who has just mastered six-ring can store a fourth-ring spell through triggering, and a powerful mage can store five or six-ring spells. In case of an accident, you can immediately activate this spell." Save your life with stored spells."

The boss changed the title calmly: "You really know it very well."

Wang noticed the change in address, and looked at the boss unexpectedly: "Huh? Oh, you misunderstood, I'm not an archmage, I'm just an apprentice who has just reached the third ring. The reason why I look calm is because of my personality. "

"I'll take it that way." The boss poured another glass of bee beer, and then changed the subject calmly, "Who are you looking for in my bar?"

Wang fumbled in the pocket of his burqa and produced a leaflet.

"I saw this leaflet on the bulletin board at the gate of the city, mixed with a large number of commissions for rodent control, delivery of goods and sewer repairs."

The boss glanced at the flyer and expressed his first impression: "The words are beautiful."

"Yes, a beautiful curlicue, the leaflet maker was well educated and probably learned to draw..."

Boss: "But this task seems a bit nonsensical. To investigate the missing stray cats and dogs in the city, which noble lady sent this commission? As a three-ring spell caster, do you really want to take such a job?"

Wang shrugged: "I have been raised by the teacher in the tower since I was born, and I have only been in contact with the teacher's apprentices. I haven't found a teammate who can entrust my life. Don't you think such a task is appropriate?"

Because the boss always addressed him as "you", Wang also used "you".

The boss laughed dumbly: "It's impossible to find reliable teammates for such a mission. At most, we can find some half-children who come to play house. They are used to hearing stories about adventurers from bards, and they want to be the protagonists in the stories on a whim." a member.

"Just on our street, there are two silly kids who accepted a commission to go to the sewer to exterminate rats, only to find that there is a goblin lair in the sewer, and it is the lair with hobgoblin war mages."

Wang frowned: "That's too bad. I read the hobgoblin war mage in the teacher's diary. Back then, only the teacher escaped from the teacher's team.

"In the teacher's records, the hobgoblin battle mage cast a spider web spell when he was under siege, entangled the soldiers in the team and then set them on fire with a blazing ball. The soldiers burned to charcoal amidst the screams, and the priest girl in the team I was terrified, and I couldn’t even perform divine magic.”

The boss looked at Wang thoughtfully, and said mechanically: "Yes, that's it."

Wang: "What's the final result?"

The boss suddenly woke up from his thoughts, and replied: "The two children didn't come out. The neighbors who knew where they were going went into the sewer to search, and soon found the goblin lair. Before that, we always thought it was a community made up of homeless people." .

"The lord, Duke Langdon, mobilized the city guards and teamed up with adventurers to form a powerful sweeping team, and quickly wiped out the goblins in the ground. Speaking of you... the mission you took to find cats and dogs may also be related to goblins. Goblins like to eat wild cats and dogs, and the young lady who sent the task probably didn't know about the goblin being wiped out."

Wang: "You actually regard the goblin lair as a homeless community."

"It's no wonder for us. In some places in Langdon City, even the shadow thieves don't know the details. They are controlled by local gangs. Mouse Street, Swan Gate Lane, let alone goblin lairs, even if there are strongholds of mind flayers in these places I wouldn't be surprised."

Wang Min keenly grasped the loophole in the boss's words: "There may be goblin lairs in these places, and it has nothing to do with you treating the underground goblin lairs as homeless communities, right? These are two different things."

But the boss asked back: "Do you think those homeless people are really poor people?"

Wang was speechless.

At this moment, the burly mercenary who had been listening to the conversation here came over and stood at an arm's length away from the king.At this distance, the mercenary was obviously wary of the powerful touch spells of the mages.

Even the cold touch of just one ring can already make an adult feel miserable.

Experienced mercenaries know that don't let a spellcaster touch you easily.

Wang: "What advice do you have?"

The mercenary laughed: "Guide! I can't even spell the word correctly! You really are a young man who came out of the tower. I said, don't you want to find a reliable companion? Finding missing cats and dogs is too childish, how about Come with us to encircle the bandits. The target is the bandit group that is recently robbing along the Shield Road. They have been rioting for half a year, and they should have accumulated a lot of treasure."

Wang looked at the mercenaries carefully.

The mercenary vigorously introduced the team's companions: "I, as you can see, am a warrior. The rogues on the team are now on business with their guild. That stupid big guy is a barbarian, and there is our Miss Marksman."

Wang: "Don't you have magic spellcasters? What if you get injured?"

"Miss Marksman can use it to treat minor injuries, and she can also use love to soothe your pain."

Wang turned to look at the proud team members of the mercenary, staring at the only female cat person among them.The woman frowned at him.

"Uh," Wang retracted his gaze, "this is a bit too advanced for me. And you see, you are a team that has cooperated for a long time, so it is not good for me to join rashly. Finally, according to my teacher's teaching, a The team should have at least one of the priests or paladins."

"Oh my god, the teacher's teaching!" The mercenary spread his arms to his team members, and his team members all smiled and shook their heads.

Then the mercenary narrowed the distance with Wang, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "This is your own adventure, just start by throwing away the teacher's teachings."

Wang looked at the mercenary seriously: "No, this has nothing to do with teaching. There have been many great battles in ancient Kuusania, so undead are quite common in Kuusania. There are no priests or paladins. How can you be efficient?" What about dealing with the undead?"

The mercenary looked at the members of his team, and then spread his hands to the king: "Using a mace? Actually, we haven't encountered a large number of undead appearing. Even in the dungeon, there are mainly groups of three or four." Skeleton soldiers."

His friend's voice came from a distance: "The undead of Kuusania cannot make a fortune unless there are liches."

Wang: "Well, I'll think about it."

The tavern owner said: "I will vouch for these people who often show up at my place, they are trustworthy."

Wang: "I see. But you see, the meeting time stated on this notice is almost now, but I am the only one here. I think I should at least see what the client who writes such a good handwriting looks like." So let’s learn more about why he wants to find out about the disappearance of cats and dogs.”

"I understand," the mercenary who offered to throw the olive branch clapped his hands vigorously, "I know what you are thinking! You have read too many knight novels, and dream of a beautiful encounter this time!"

A burst of laughter broke out at the table of the mercenary friends.

The mercenary put his arms around the king's shoulders: "Don't think too much, even if the beautiful noble ladies send commissions, they will meet in luxurious restaurants in the upper city. They will meet in this kind of tavern. It must not be something beautiful. Miss Noble. It is possible for the noble brother who wants to play mercenary games."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the tavern opened, driving the bell on the lintel to make a pleasant sound.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the door, just in time to see the coming man put down his hood, revealing his long silver hair like moonlight.

Wang pointed to the mercenary and asked the mercenary: "What do your noble men look like?"

Mercenary: "How ignorant of common sense do you have to be to regard someone like this as a man? Didn't you see the weight on the chest?"

Wang replied solemnly: "It may be a one-piece breastplate. In order to deflect some projectiles, the latest breastplates are designed in this way."

The girl who had just entered the door also heard what Wang said, and was stunned, looking at this side.

Seeing this scene, the mage apprentice also began to doubt his own judgment. He asked in the tone of an academic discussion: "You... don't you want to come to this kind of place with three kinds of religions, so you put on a breastplate? Although I think the lock A might be more appropriate."

"I do wear chain mail," said the girl, almost gravely.

Wang touched his lips and was silent for a few seconds before suddenly realizing: "Understood, this is your secondary sexual characteristic."

At the far table, Catman Marksman laughed very loudly.

The mercenary looked blank: "Where is the joke? What are secondary sexual characteristics? Can you speak the common language?"

The boss said to the girl next to him: "This little mage, Mr. Mage, has just left the magic tower and started his own study tour. He has no common sense. Please bear with me."

"That's it." The girl nodded, "So, who of you is here to apply? I mean, to apply for the task of investigating missing cats and dogs."

Wang raised his hand, like a student in class.

Girl: "You're such a weirdo. Ah, maybe I should use you."

Wang: "I'm here because this task looks the most unusual among the many tasks on the entire bulletin board."

"How do you know that?" The girl sat down next to Wang, without keeping a distance at all.

Wang: "If you're just looking for a lost pet, you just need to find a divination wizard and use the location spell. Among the spells I know, there are dozens of spells that can be used in different situations to achieve your goal. These are not particularly difficult spells. .

"You can also find rangers, whose skills can also locate pets. There are also druids, and even find a priest to talk to animals. You must have found something unusual."

The girl nodded: "Very good, you saved me the trouble. What's your name?"

Wang stretched out his hand: "I come from the continent further east of Satarin. Wang is my surname. I don't like my name very much, so you can just call me Wang."

"My name is Elizabeth Langdon, and I am the third daughter of Duke Langdon, in other words, the third heir to this territory." The girl held the king's hand.

Wang suddenly found that this hand was softer than he expected, as if it would melt at any time.

(End of this chapter)