Chapter 207

Sierra, or Marshall Sierra.

Although his surname is sera, it's the same name as Sierra county.

However, he is only a descendant of the knight class aristocracy, and a distant relative of the current count of Sierra for more than ten generations.

His father was not qualified to marry other noble ladies or ladies, and gave birth to his mother, who was just a civilian.

Although there are many precedents in which the names of civilians have been added to their surnames, it is clear that his parents did not do so when they named him.

Among his names, only his first name and the family name.

As the descendant of the lowest aristocracy, he had no idea of inheriting the name of knight and becoming one of the dozens of "Lord Serra".

He didn't want to compete with his brother for the position of heir, so he chose to travel as a traveling wizard.

If you can meet other wizard nobles, become followers or apprentices of each other, even if you are just barons and Viscount, and have a chance to be appreciated, you may be able to obtain territory.

But it is not so easy. It is not the change of power. The positions of the nobles have been basically fixed.

Either way, it's a tough journey.

This time, he did not come to the city of fellock to see the count.

He did not have the capital to visit Earl fileck not long ago, but he had no capital to visit Earl fileck. Even if he did, he would not have much capital. In addition to being politely sent out by the housekeeper, he had little good results.

Therefore, he just came to the mercenary guild with the purpose of meeting other traveling witches.

Night poetry...

this meditation method is really bad.

He has no choice but to choose from other attributes.

Thinking of this, Marshall could not help but look at Mr. Angus.

The meditation method of Lord Angus should be the superior version of the dark night poetry.

Most of the meditation methods themselves are based on the integration of one or more series of spells to adjust a suitable path.

Dark night poetry is suitable for magic arts and creation magic. If you have the talent of creation department and magic arts department, and it is dark property, you can get twice the result with half the effort if you have the talent of creation department and magic art department.

In particular, a series of source spells that construct the mind.

In the construction time, with a series of spells as the template, through the integration and adjustment, made the mind.

These template spells are also known as interface spells.

Because of the existence of the interface, the construction of these interface magic can be reduced a lot.

Marshall sighed in his heart. His dark night poetry thought that there should also be servant magic of creation department in the interface magic.

If that's right, it's the shadow servant.

Night phantom is a higher level of dark attribute creation magic than shadow servant, which can project consciousness to control.

Looking at the black violin in Angus's hand, he has a sense of inexplicable familiarity.

Looks like a spell with the same interface.

For example, the idea of the heart of fire passed down from their family is derived from the idea of the fire furnace of count Sela, which is the lower version of the furnace of fire.

There are several other lower versions of the furnace, such as the trail of fire.

They have many of the same fire stats.

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips nervously. If the meditation method of Lord Angus is the superior version of dark night poetry, he can get the meditation method of Mr. Angus...

the meditation method of night poetry is too poor, even worse than the heart of fire in their family.

Several interface spells that he exchanged with others were very bad.

The shadow psionic ring can only make a weak ring psionic shield, and the blocking area is so small that it is a specialized version of the dark attribute of the psionic hand. It can only lift light objects such as hats and clothes.

It won't do to be a little heavier.

This time, when you see Mr. Angus, you must find a chance to get this idea from the other party.

Even if it can't, we should maintain a good relationship. In order to have the opportunity to save enough resources in the future, we can get this idea from Angus.

He inquired about the superior version of night poetry, but he didn't find out.

It is impossible for him to replace other ideas from different sources. Even if he does, it will cost him a lot.

Not only resources, but also the spiritual whirlpool originally cultivated will shrink or even disappear.

Art didn't think that this little wizard, who he thought was interested in "art", actually regarded his mind as the superior version of the dark night poetry.

He just felt that the little wizard's eyes were a little strange.

It's no wonder that Yat thinks so, because he has studied the dark night poetry and thought, and recognized that the other side is the same meditation method. Naturally, he thought that the other side also recognized his meditation method. Therefore, this kind of envious and respectful look made him think of other aspects.An elementary wizard apprentice envies the strength of a higher wizard apprentice, and a primary wizard apprentice without the talent of Creation Department envies the talent of creation department.

However, to speak of... Sera...

ELTI's mother's last name seems to be sera, another apprentice of the tutor, who is remembered to be named wiggs lours sera.

What should the tutor have to do with the nobles of Sierra county.

Before he knew that his tutor was a duke, the information he found was:

the first lady of the mercurial count was the daughter of count Ludi, but she did not leave any offspring for the count. After that, the countess died in an accident.

The second lady, the daughter of Earl Sela, was the mother of elty.

The two counties are allied.

But after knowing the strength and background of the tutor, the information doesn't feel real.

The mercurial maid, Issa, was more like a tutor's wife.

Even if Prince rose is the tutor's wife, he can believe it. As for the first two...

with his cognition and information, he feels more like an apprentice.

It was also a question whether elty was the tutor's own daughter. He didn't feel like a half elf.

As att's thoughts spread, Marshall called his name weakly:

"Lord Angus? Your honor Angus? "

"Sorry, I'm distracted."

Art's phantom shrugged his shoulders and showed a smile, and the rest of the mercenary guild heard the conversation.

"What phantom is black? What is that? "

"The shadow of the night, a kind of seperate magic used by sorcerers, can cast consciousness onto the shadow and form the avatar."

"It's the same as that... Servant magic?"

"Ah? Well, it's about the same? "

When the mercenaries were talking about it, some of them showed some envy in their eyes.

Wizard's magic is really convenient and powerful.

They couldn't see that Mr. Angus was a phantom.

Listening to the discussion of the mercenaries around him, Marshall was a little proud.

Mr. Angus... No, the magic of Lord Angus is only he can see it ~

it is similar to other element phantoms. The magic phantom formed by night shadow should be dark black, and the whole person is black. But....

the phantom under Angus should wear some magic props such as mask on his face?

He carefully looked at the position of the shadow's cheek and neck, and at the edge of his neck, he saw a black, flame like shadow.

And Mary couldn't help but turn her eyes to the phantom of art.

She didn't realize that Angus was a separate person.

At the same time, Yat just shrugged his shoulders:

"I'm almost the same as this one."

at this time, he looked at the door inadvertently, but saw some unexpected people.

...

"it's so imposing...."

Looking at the interior decoration of the mercenary guild, Lian, whose cheeks were flushed, exclaimed, "it looks more magnificent than the mercenary guild in Ludi county."

But her loud exclamation, but let the mercenary guild of the public, can not help but look at the four of them.

The eyes of a group of mercenaries swept over the four of them.

The weakest man among the four, swept by the neat sight, swallowed his saliva and looked at the tough man beside him:

"what's the matter with Carlos, captain?"

"Just be quiet and natural." A glance at the interior decoration of the mercenary guild, and the queer look of scorn in the eyes of others, soon made sense of the situation.

However, Lian didn't notice the other people's eyes. She looked vaguely at the beautiful decoration on the walls and ceiling:

"it's amazing here - woo --"

the next moment, Bauer covered her mouth.

"It's really different from other mercenary guilds, isn't it?" Bauer smiles awkwardly at the mercenaries who cast their eyes around him.

Howe was not so good-natured, and the scornful look around him made him feel very sharp. He had seen it more than once.

Those who are envious of his extraordinary ability will always cast such eyes on him.

He stopped Lian behind him and yelled:

"asshole, don't think we're afraid of you! What are you looking at! Don't think you can get into the upper class by changing decorations. Scum is scum! Believe it or not, I'll put your weapons in your * *The rude roar and swearing made a group of mercenaries frown:

"big guy, do you want to die?"

His provocation aroused public anger.

The face of the director, kebbers, was gloomy.

Mary also shook her head. She didn't intend to take care of the next thing, as long as there was no dead person.

"Come if you can."

Howe was so depressed that he almost died when he came to fileckshire, and the materials were gone.

He drew out his sword on his back and pointed to the crowd:

"beat me first, then talk, cowards!"

"I advise you to take your sword away."

Art, who had intended to stand by coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke out.

Because he was standing in the direction of the big man's sword, and the huge sword was pointing to his head.

For art's advice, horn looked at his figure and standing posture, and then gave a disdainful smile:

"move away? What do you count? Beat me first if you have the ability

I need to vent my depression these days. I don't even have a badge on my chest. I don't look like a strong man. As long as it's not apocalypse, what's terrible?

Haun raised his sword, pointed at art's eyes, and said defiantly:

"come on! Dwarfs! You -- "

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