I was imprisoned by witches

Chapter 212 Apprenticeship
This set of paper and pen is different from conventional cognition.

Lin En read the [Introductory Knowledge of Sacred Patterns] that Anjie gave him, which contained the following records:
Something as thick as a marble slab with a light yellow background and lightning flowing inside is called a 'grain slab'.

The thing that looks like a pen but has a file-like tip is called the 'Magic Carving Knife'.

The corresponding holy patterns are carved on the pattern plate with a carving knife, injected with magic power, and then loaded on the human body, which is called holy pattern loading.

In this case, about [-]% of the effect of the holy pattern can be exerted.To fully develop it, you need to customize it personally. The human body is used as the pattern board, and the carving knife is used to draw on it.

Albert said: "This is the Holy Pattern of Thunder, and the time is one hour." He opened his pocket watch, set the timer, then hugged his arms and dozed off, and fell asleep soon.

The other party's indifferent attitude made Lin En feel a little uncomfortable.

As a serious painter who has worked hard on silver patterns and is willing to dig out old movies and study them repeatedly just to make money, there is no doubt that this is a provocation to his profession!

"In reality, I earned my first box of instant noodles by relying on Ban Hui."

"Seniors in the industry told me that if I draw like this, I will be invited to have tea by a police officer within a few years."

"The propaganda is not strong enough, the degree of sermon is not enough, and it is not qualified to drink tea."

"Let these NPCs see my skills that are highly praised by my friends!"

Lin En's eyes were as bright as fire, burning with fighting spirit.

Even though it was his first time to hold a carving knife, he felt like a warrior holding a sword, and an indescribable sense of intimacy arose spontaneously.

The flowing thunder and lightning pattern resisted him, like an enemy's strong shield.

Painting on a special pattern board is several times more difficult than paper.

But in the past month, Lin En did not lie down, and drew more astringent Anjie.

He knew his mistakes and did not correct them. He burned them after painting without leaving any traces.

What these experiences brought about was a leap in painting skills.

"Oooo!"

Lin En screamed like a passionate protagonist in his heart. His carving knife and pen moved like flying, and the complex lightning totem of the Thunder Sacred Pattern quickly took shape.

Then there are the tiny runes inside the holy pattern.

The intricate lines are all composed of tiny magic runes, which is a great test for the sculptor's mental strength.

The time given by Albert was one hour, which was embarrassing Linn.

The last time he was on Anjie's shoulders, it took him more than an hour, not to mention the increasingly difficult lightning pattern plate.

"The results of the past month's practice will be revealed right now."

Lin En used the eagle eye technique to the extreme. The right hand holding the carving knife was as steady as a rock, like a precision machine, advancing the carving progress quickly and steadily.

"Wake up."

Albert, who was sleeping, was pushed awake and rubbed his eyelids dissatisfied.

He saw Lynn standing in front of him.

"You are."

"Oh, I remembered, the child Anjie brought."

Albert shook his head, "Isn't it possible so soon? Go by yourself, don't waste my time, the people who have ordered sacred patterns from me have been waiting for 80 years. I don't have time to play house with you here!"

Without saying a word, Linn handed the pattern plate to Albert.

In the middle of the pattern board, there is a palm-sized lightning totem, which emits a weak pale yellow light, like little sparks of electric light.

When Albert saw this cardboard, most of his drowsiness disappeared.

He took it and frowned for a long time.

About 10 minutes passed before the pocket watch dinged. "In other words, it was completed within five to ten minutes."

Albert whispered as his fingertips touched the surface of the Thunder Sacred Pattern, and there was a trace of extremely weak magic power that made his fingertips tingle.

"How is it?" Lynn wiped the sweat from his forehead and said confidently.

"Hmph. For a novice, it's not bad." Albert put the pattern board aside and said calmly: "Boy, you are qualified!"

Lin En raised his eyebrows, and just as he was about to be happy, he heard Albert say: "In this way, you will pay me a thousand gold coins every month as tuition."

"Working hours are from 7 a.m. to 9 p.m., with a 15-minute break allowed at noon. If there is no problem, just sign this contract and prepare to become a disciple."

A blood-sweat contract was handed to Lin En.

"Is there a charge for accepting a disciple?"

Linn said in confusion.

If it is a fantasy worldview, the disciples only need to serve tea and water, and sweep the floor.

Damn capitalism, everyone has to work part-time in the game!
Albert looked matter-of-fact: "I will teach you knowledge. If you settle in Red Fire City in the future, you will share my business. Teach students and starve teachers to death. Have you never heard of this sentence?"

"The number of people who can order sacred patterns from you has been queued for 80 years. You are not short of business."

"You made a mistake. Gold coins are very important, but the fact that many people are willing to ask me to make sacred patterns is a recognition of me, and recognition is also very important." Albert said proudly.

Linn signed the contract reluctantly.

"I hope this apprenticeship is worth the money."

He sighed and walked out of the reception room with Albert.

When they came outside, Anjie learned that Lin En had passed the examination and happily gave him a hug. Lin En was immediately healed by her soft and fragrant body.

Looking at the white and tender earlobes, he had the urge to take a bite.

But it was too dangerous. If he continued to hold her, he might poke Anjie's abdomen.

"Don't be like this, sister Anjie, I'm already old!"

Lynn said awkwardly.

"That's right." Anjie suddenly realized. She separated from Linn in embarrassment and said to Albert, "I made you laugh."

Albert said nonchalantly: "You can do whatever you like. It has nothing to do with me. I'm only interested in the sacred pattern. From today on, this kid will work here. Oh no, he's studying. It's no problem." ?”

Anjie looked at Linn and asked for his opinion.

"No problem! I want to learn how to make sacred patterns quickly and help Sister Anjie!" Lin En nodded.

At the gate of the Mages Guild, he bid farewell to Anjie, and then was caught back by Albert, and he began his busy and intense work.

Today his job, or 'study', is grinding magic paint.

Albert threw him into a warehouse. There were many wooden shelves inside. On the wooden shelves were small boxes. Each box was labeled with a different color, marking the properties of the magic core.

What Lin En has to do is to melt the magic core with a machine called the Fiery Furnace, and then go through a tedious process to stir the magic core into magic paint.

"Different holy patterns require different magic paints, and some holy patterns require multiple combinations." Albert said, "Your next task is to turn all the magic cores here into paint."

Lin En couldn't help but feel a pain in his head when he looked at the densely packed wooden frames, like the trees on the mountain.

"These. All myself?"

"Do you want me to come with you?" Albert said angrily.

For the next month, Lynn spent all day grinding paint.

(End of this chapter)