A Master's Type Moon Event Book

Will consume life force to generate magic power.

It's just an ordinary practice, and it won't waste your vitality.

There are generally two ways to restore magic power. One is to use magic items containing magic power, such as Tohsaka Rin's gem necklace, which contains ten years of magic power, which is huge enough to bring back the dead. Rin used it to save Shirou Emiya. Life has also become a sacred relic to summon Red A.Another method is meditation, which absorbs external magic and slowly recovers.

Of course, there is an extremely rare method, to make up the devil.Through physical contact, the magic power is transmitted to others.

Fortunately, Li Xiang was only a magician at the end of the rank, and this magic power could be replenished after a night's rest.

Plus tomorrow is Saturday, he still has time to practice some other first-level magic.

Judging from his brief battle with the ghost, he is at a disadvantage, but a big reason is that he only has one magic trick.

In the battle of magicians, in the same class, there is no doubt that whoever masters more magic is easier to win.

The afternoon class was "The Origin and Development of Chaos Magic" from the Modern Magic Department, and Weber was still the lecturer.

In fact, as one of the twelve monarchs, even though Weber's rank is not high, his status is undoubtedly at the top of the clock tower.The reason why he is still in class is purely because he is poor and cannot afford the lecturer's salary.

How should I put it, Weber's character is still too kind, if it weren't for his step-sister Lenis Elmelo Archizorti, he would have been swallowed by those old guys with their belts and bones in the clock tower of the power struggle. .

Although Lenis is the culprit behind Weber's status quo.

Chapter 13 The Mystery of the Dragon

London, Charing Cross.

The monarch, Barthémello Lorelei, stands in front of a futuristic, cylindrical, mirrored mansion.

The huge glass doors automatically retreated to both sides.

What catches the eye is a few large characters.

Urban Magisfia.

"A rotten smell."

Disgust appeared on Bathamello's face, resisting the urge to leave, and walked inside.

Ignoring the astonished eyes looking at her, Shuqingshu walked into the elevator, and pressed the non-existent negative 45th floor button with magic power.

"Welcome, esteemed monarch, assistant to the abbot, Bathemello."

"Stay away from me, Ognyan Hoxha."

The visitor was wearing a worn-out suit, covered with dust, and his face was full of stains, as if he hadn't taken care of his face for a long time.

Hearing Bathemello's words, he stopped in embarrassment.

"Because the time is short, I haven't had time to change. I'm really sorry to see you with this honorable face."

Ognyan bowed ninety degrees, and his face was sincere to the extreme.

"Your secret corpse dissection bureau does not belong to the management of my law and politics department, so you don't need to give this gift."

Bathamello frowned, and the smell of this place became more and more unbearable. "What's the important thing? I won't say it on the phone. I have to come over in person."

"Because it has nothing to do with law and politics, the attitude of asking for help is still necessary."

Ognyan took a deep breath, stepped forward subconsciously, and thought of what Barthemelo had just said, he could only stand in place: "It's about the tomb of Albion."

"What? Another great character ran away? For this kind of thing, you should go to the Seal Designated Executive Bureau at the lower level, not our First Principles Executive Bureau."

"Your Majesty, you misunderstood." A bitter smile appeared on Ognyan's face.

"What is that? Someone secretly sold the cursed body and caused a lot of trouble, and we need our legal department to adjust it?"

Ognyan's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't dare to let her continue, so he said directly: "There is a problem with the entrance of the spiritual tomb."

"A new crack appeared? Where?"

"The bottom of the Thames."

Bathemello's face became solemn and asked, "How big is the crack?"

"Ten meters in length and two meters in width, we have temporarily blocked the gap, but because the crack is very unstable, we are very worried that there will be changes. Once the river floods back, it will cause immeasurable losses to our clock tower, so I would like to ask you, At present, the only crown magician of the clock tower has shot to fill the cracks."

"Tsk."

Bathermelo made a sarcastic or meaningless word, "In the absence of the Dean of the Clock Tower, as the Dean's assistant, I should help, so what is the price?"

Ognyan froze, squeezed out a dry smile, and asked, "Is there... a reward?"

"Invite a crown magician for free?"

Bathermelo let out a sneer, "Did you take your corpse dissection bureau too seriously? Although I don't like your reward, but after all, you have the title of 'Bathermelo'. If It's unreasonable not to benefit the family."

Ognyan nodded helplessly.

Only Bathermelo can take such a thing for granted, after all, he is one of the three nobles in the bell tower of the king's time.

"What kind of incantation do you want?" Ognyan asked, and the only thing that could attract the monarch's attention was the incantation.

"dragon."

"..."

Ognyan's expression was as if he was about to cry. He lost his face and said, "I can't be the master of the dragon skeleton at all!"