Master Tongtian

Chapter 151 Take bold risks and prepare carefully (34)

The entrance to the Mages Guild.

Just like last time, when Rosen jumped out of the carriage in the Pure World Holy Church, he immediately received a strange look of attention.

The look is complicated.

Surprise, vigilance, disgust, but also different from last time, there is also a lot more respect.

When Rosen walked into the hall, the six-star badge of the Intermediate Divine Seal on his chest shining brightly in the sun, the eyes that followed him were even more shocked.

The apprentices in the hall whispered.

"Such a young mid-level mage, who is that?"

"Are you so blind? That's Master Liushu, the great master who pioneered gravity magic, Sir Philander, who won the Flower Society's highest magic achievement award. You don't know him?"

"It's actually him?!"

"Why is he hanging out with the Pure World Holy Church?"

"He is a mage from the temple sect. If he doesn't hang out with the temple, why should he hang out with your mother-in-law?"

"Hmm~~ What a pity~ Such a magic genius is actually a thug in the temple."

Rosen ignored these words.

After walking a few steps, Master Philama, an old acquaintance, came up to him. He bowed to the Master from afar and looked at him with complicated and cold eyes.

"Greetings, Master Rosen."

He witnessed the other party's growth with his own eyes, from an unknown apprentice to a famous low-level mage, to a mid-level mage with a reputation as dazzling as the sun. The other party's growth rate was simply inhuman, which made him feel very disappointed.

Rosen nodded to him: "Is Master Fuller here?"

"exist."

"That's good. Go and do your work, I know the way."

Philama turned around and left, but after taking a few steps, she stopped again and turned to look at Rosen.

He whispered: "Master Rosen, with your achievements in magic, it is only a matter of time before you become a magic master. Why should you give up your pride as a mage and serve those men in black?"

Rosen pursed his lips and smiled, feeling that this guy was talking too much.

But he actually said a long paragraph, so he just gave a tentative answer.

"We are also masters of magic, but there are differences between high and low, strong and weak. The delicate and light quill in the study is far inferior to the sharp sword forged on the battlefield."

"Then you should be a warrior instead of a mage."

Rosen smiled faintly, but his eyes were slightly cold.

"What, are you planning to arrange my path?!"

Philama was startled, and immediately lowered her head to bow to the lower mage: "I said the wrong thing, and I apologize to you."

Rosen snorted and ignored him.

Who is the most powerful person in this world?

Scholar or warrior?

neither.

The truly powerful ones are scholars who know how to fight.

A scholar who uses a pen to do great things will never be able to accomplish it in ten lifetimes. No matter how beautiful his words are or how beautiful his writing is, he will have to kneel down and chew mud if someone slaps him in the face.

If a scholar uses a "gun" to do great things, it will be earth-shaking!

What is a gun in this other world?

It’s a powerful spell!

Really powerful people all know this truth, but if they don’t tell it, they will only cheat. And yet, a large number of people have been fooled and become lame.

For example, the young mage in front of me.

Arriving on the second floor, I walked to the entrance of the spell review department by familiar means, knocked gently on the door, and smiled softly at Master Fuller, who was sitting behind the large circular desk.

"Old sir, are you free?"

Fuller was lying on a chair and taking a nap. When he heard the sound, he opened his eyes and saw that it was Rosen, and he immediately laughed.

"Young man, have you drank the growth potion as water recently? I haven't seen you for half a month, and you have grown taller again."

Rosen walked over casually, walked to the desk and sat down on the leather chair.

"If you eat well and drink well, you will naturally grow faster. But today I am not here to reminisce about old times. I have something urgent to do."

With that said, he handed over three intermediate spell collection vouchers and said softly: "The temple has an urgent mission to hunt down an intermediate necromancer named Damssis. I will fight with Sharina as a team mage."

"I'm a little unsure, so I came to you to ask about your experience."

Upon hearing this, Fuller immediately stopped smiling and frowned: "What's wrong with Xia Lina? You are called on for such a trivial matter as hunting a necromancer?"

It would be a huge waste for a genius mage like Rosen to fight tooth and nail. This is like a flawless jade that should be stored in a treasure pavilion for appreciation, rather than placed in a blacksmith shop as a whetstone.

Rosen smiled slightly: "I asked for it."

He pointed to his forehead: "The progress of my spellcasting ability is stuck at six and a half stars. No matter how I practice, the progress is very slow, but six stars is too low."

Fuller understood immediately, but still didn't quite understand: "What are you in a hurry for? Improving your spellcasting ability is something you have to develop bit by bit."

Rosen spread his hands and said, "Okay~ Actually, I just like to use magic to fight."

Every decision he makes is the result of comprehensive considerations, but he will never tell them all.

Except for his wife Thrandis, for everyone, he prepared a set of words that fit the other person's character.

"Uh~~~"

Fuller was immediately speechless and had nothing to say. After holding it in for a long time, he spread his hands.

"Okay, okay, young people are always full of enthusiasm. Since it is your own choice, I have nothing to say but wish you good luck in your actions."

Rosen tapped the voucher on the table again.

"Old sir, bold adventures require a cautious attitude. After talking for a long time, are you going to share with me some valuable experience in fighting the Necromancer?"

Master Fuller glared at Rosen: "You little guy, there's really nothing I can do to you. Just wait, I'll get you the spell first."

He got up and went to the magic library next door.

In less than five minutes, he came back and placed three intermediate spell books in front of Rosen.

"Fire halo, burning wall, searing praise."

"They are not powerful, but fortunately they are all six-star fire polarity logic spells. They are suitable for your current spell-casting ability and are also suitable for dealing with the Necromancer and his undead army."

Rosen flipped through the pages quickly and quickly entered all the contents of the three spell books into the adventure log.

Fuller went on to share his experience as a young man hunting necromancers with exorcist warriors.

He spoke very quickly, completely ignoring Rosen's reading, because he knew that the other person could remember it completely.

After speaking for half an hour, he asked: "Do you remember it well?"

Rosen nodded: "Thank you very much, old man. Your experience is very useful to me. It may save my life at a critical moment."

Fuller banged his pipe on the table with a solemn expression.

"Remember, leave all the daily rough work to the warriors. During the battle, let the warriors work hard in the front while you hide behind and release the spells."

"If those clumsy warriors are in danger, save them if you can, and give up if you can't. Your survival is the most important thing. If the warriors die, younger ones can be replaced immediately."

"When you don't have enough mana, when you are tired, thirsty, or feel uncomfortable, just shout out and let others accommodate you instead of you accommodating others."

"Remember?"

"remember."

"Okay, go ahead, I'm waiting for your good news."

Rosen handed the spell book back to Fuller: "I've remembered it all. You can take it back and save the guild some paper money."

"Well~ A good memory means being willful."

Rosen saluted Fuller again, then turned and left.

Behind him, Master Fuller watched his figure disappear from the entrance of the thesis review department. He wanted to continue taking a nap, but lost his mood. While he was irritated, he suddenly heard the low laughter of his colleagues.

"This young man is really stupid. He doesn't have a good life, but he has to go and work for the temple."

Fuller suddenly became angry. He grabbed the spell book and threw it at the source of the sound, causing the latter to scream in surprise.

It was an intermediate 9-star mage in his forties. He took the spell book back and complained cautiously: "Old sir, what are you doing?"

Fuller glared at him fiercely: "I'm going to hit you with a book. What, you don't accept it?"

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Fuller sneered and said: "How dare you, a coward, to make fun of people behind their backs. Look, in two years at most, you will have to bend down and salute him!"

The mage looked disapproving, but he didn't dare to contradict Fuller and went back silently.

On the other side, Rosen naturally didn’t know what happened in the judging department.

He quickly walked out of the mage's guild and boarded Sharina's carriage.

"Let's go, it's done."

After sitting down, he added: "Next, I have to concentrate on mastering the new spell. If there is nothing important, don't talk to me."

"Understood."

Xialina already knew quite a bit about Rosen's habits, so she wasn't surprised at all at this time.

The carriage restarted and drove quickly towards the temple.

After arriving at the temple and all preparations were completed, she woke up Rosen.

Rosen opened his eyes and looked around, and found that there were many familiar faces around him. The exorcist warriors who participated in the King of Neverwinter operation last time were all here, and there were two more teams, so there were 18 exorcist warriors in total.

Finally, there is one more healing priest than last time, and he is also a familiar face. He is a gentle, mature, and good-looking big sister. She is none other than the previous military priest, Wei Na.

Sharina stood in front of the team and gave her final departure speech.

"Everyone is here, and everything is ready. Everyone knows the mage who is accompanying the team this time, so I won't introduce them further."

"Oh, no, I don't know Wei Na yet."

"Vina, this is the famous Sir Philander."

Wei Na smiled softly: "Sharina, no introduction is needed. There should be no one in Silver Moon Castle who is not familiar with Jazz's deeds. Besides, I met him on the Moonlight Battlefield."

"Jazz, do you still remember me?" She smiled and winked at Rosen.

Rosen also smiled in response.

"Of course I remember. I was still a spell apprentice at the time and had just escaped from the lycanthrope. When I was in utter embarrassment and depression, Miss Vina gave me a bottle of blue potion."

"That bottle of medicine helped my pain tremendously, and for that I'm very grateful."

"Aha~ Everyone says Jazz has an extraordinary memory, and it's true."

Weina was very happy to be remembered by a genius mage like Rosen, and smiled sweetly at Rosen.

Xialina waved her hand and asked, "Does anyone else have any questions about Rosen?"

"No!"

The 17 exorcist warriors, including Vice Captain Felin, shook their heads together.

Everyone has heard of Rosen's deeds. The evil god can kill him, but why are you afraid that he can't kill a mid-level necromancer?

"Very good. It seems that everyone's fighting spirit is quite high. It's getting late, so let's set off!"