Ride and Cut

Getting off the public carriage, before several people had time to stand still, the coachman drove the draft horse away in a hurry like burning his buttocks.

"It's here." Li Cha's tone was not a question, but a statement.

His gaze was fixed on a two-story red brick building across the road, as if stuck with glue.

As a newly promoted Xinghua Temple, Li Cha can clearly feel that although this small building looks ordinary and even old, it contains a powerful and restrained element fluctuation inside.

For people of sufficient rank, this kind of fluctuation will be as eye-catching as a bonfire in the dark. As element users, the shamans in Gaoshanbao also had element fluctuations. It's just that in comparison, it seems that the gap between giant dragons and earth dragons (earthworms) is completely different.

He was now fully convinced that there really was a magister living here.

Qiqiu poked out a little furry head from under Li Cha's skirt, looking sleepy.

Every time the lord lord goes up to the sky with the sword, he will inevitably bring the little nigga with him, which functions like a parachute. In this way, even if he misses and falls, as long as Qiqiu transforms to catch it, there will be no air crash.

At this moment, even the little nigga, who had been sleeping all day long, seemed to be aware of it. He stretched out his paws and rubbed his eyes, and raised his ears as if to be vigilant.

Bedric wiped his hair, rarely showed a serious face, went to the door and knocked twice.

The person who opened the door was a very kind old man with white beard and hair, "Baker, good boy, you are here again."

The maintenance is very proper, the complexion is rosy and fat, and there are almost no wrinkles on the face. Nine out of ten people were eating before opening the door, with a smear of dirty brown sauce hanging from their mouths, looking a bit careless.

Li Cha blinked his eyes twice, if it weren't for the kind of deep elemental fluctuations that are as deep as the ocean, he couldn't deceive people, he really couldn't believe that this old man was actually a magister - it was too ordinary.

"Master, I brought a friend." Bedric hadn't forgotten to introduce to the lord first.

"Come in together, let's talk about it after a cup of tea." Magister Du Pont's ale belly was a little hard to put back, and he almost got stuck when he re-entered the door.

Li Cha also disappeared, followed Bedrick into the door, walked through the corridor into the living room, and each sat down on those chairs that seemed to be older than him.

The room is a very typical Pompeian civilian family layout, all aesthetics must give way to practicality, and the kitchen can be seen directly from a few steps away. Common household items such as kettles, saucepans, and candlesticks are neatly arranged and look like they have been used for a long time.

There were some old stains on the wooden floors that couldn't be washed off, and a few peeling walls that hadn't been treated.

Everything is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary.

"Get some tea." But when Du Pont took out a crooked wooden stick from his arms and tapped it lightly, the ordinaryness came to an abrupt end.

Several porcelain vases on the kitchen table automatically floated up, pouring water and sugar cubes into the teapot. The tea leaves in the pots lined up like soldiers, climbing to the mouth of the pot one by one and jumping down. At the same time, the firewood in the fireplace has begun to burn and warm up.

When the lord came back to his senses, the five porcelain cups had already been placed in front of himself, Bedrick, Dupont and two followers, waiting for the tea to arrive.

From his point of view, this should be a fancy use of the mage's hand.

It was just the lowest-level spell in the air system, and the mana consumption was so low that entry-level apprentices could cast it, and the difficulty of getting started was almost non-existent.

However, in order to achieve flexible control, one must have sufficient control and pure elements, which is a typical example of being easy to learn but difficult to master.

That's why there is a saying in the field of magic—whether the mage's hand is used well or badly is the difference between a master and a novice. It does have some rationality.

Although it is not as shocking as the evocation spells that Li Cha has seen before, it is not even as shocking as Nehru's fireball. But if it is true, the difficulty of the two is not in the same dimension at all.

With such an almost inadvertent subtle manipulation, anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the magic attainments of this master Du Pont are absolutely astonishing.

"What are you doing?" Li Cha suddenly discovered that when the porcelain bottle was pouring water, there was a layer of gauze in between, preventing the water from falling directly into the pot.

"Did you know that there are many bugs in the water that cannot be seen by the eyes. If we boil the water directly, they will die." Magister Du Pont said, "So we must sift the water like this to save these innocent little lives."

"So that's how it is." The lord felt a little strange.

As a magister standing at the top of the pyramid of spellcasters, Dupont undoubtedly mastered the most profound and complex magic. Those are all magics that can easily kill hundreds or thousands of people at a time, but they still care about the life and death of bugs in the water. The contrast is a bit strong.

"Forgot to ask you, do you mind adding sugar?"

This fat old man was exceptionally kind, which made Li Cha feel flattered.

"do not mind."

"Although I don't know your name, I know you are not a bad person." The teapot flew over and automatically filled the five cups with tea. Master Du Pont picked up a cup and put it on his big belly, it was just right.

"You were teasing that kid at the entrance to the city, and you slipped a gold coin into his collar, right? The action was so quick that no one else noticed, but I could see it clearly."

"It must be said that he is very careful. Only when he goes home and changes his clothes will he discover this windfall."

"Are you spying on me?" The lord frowned, feeling the urge to break up immediately.

When he was teasing that child, it was indeed a coincidence that he sent back his kindness once a year once in a while. But Li Cha asked himself that he had tried his best to hide it, and he would still be discovered, which only shows that his every move is under the nose of the other party.

"There is a detection guard made of the beholder's main eye floating in the sky above Furis, which can monitor the whole city in real time." Bedrick opened his mouth and told the secret that ordinary people would never know. "Usually, several masters take turns to be in charge. Today, it may just be Master Du Pont's turn."

"Who made you step on the sword and fly all the way in so conspicuously, you can't ignore it." The fat old man shrugged, "I'm not on duty today, but it's the same with this."

He pushed the ring on his index finger with his thumb, and an iron cylinder appeared out of nowhere on the table.

Although the appearance has changed slightly, Li Cha still recognized it at a glance. This is definitely the telescope tube produced by Gaoshanbao.

"This..." The lord hesitated.

"This is a gift given to me by Baker. It's called a telescope tube." Master Du Pont said, "It is said that it was made by a pioneer baron named Richard. The structure is very delicate, and you can see the distance through it, which is very magical."