I think you can't even imagine the happiness of a warlock.

"Warlock?"

Hearing Chen Zhou's question, the tabby catman Lightning, who was eating gossip as a condiment, was like the rain coming after a long drought, and his eyes became brighter.

"Lightning knows so much about warlocks!"

Warlocks harness their innate magic, a latent power that permeates their bodies, minds, and souls and becomes an integral part of who they are.

However, since magic is part of a warlock, they do not need any systematic learning to perform magic, only proficiency and charm.

This also leads to unlearned warlocks often using their charm in other strange ways.

"Charm? Can you cast spells if you are good-looking?" Chen Zhou was confused. Is plastic surgery okay?

"Charm is more than just good looks."

The tabby cat man shook his knife and fork rhythmically and explained superiorly: "It represents personality, courage, magnanimity, attractiveness, leadership and appearance. Appearance is just a side detail of charm. "

It also measures supernatural talent.

But most warlocks are very attractive. After saying this, the other party muttered softly.

All in all, highly attractive people can become the center of attention even if their faces are covered, and become a part of others' lives that they will never forget.

From this perspective, Tom is very "warlock".

The body is strong and powerful, and the neat light yellow hair seems to be shining with golden light under the oil lamp. The ice blue pupils that are completely different from those of the same race are like the endless glaciers in the North and the bright aurora in the night sky.

His speech and behavior are full of confidence, and give people a sense of alienation that does not take everyone seriously.

No one can easily forget this tiger man who seems to be in a different world than himself.

The same thing happens with bards who also have high charm. They often have another level of attraction.

People may be afraid of an inconspicuous mage, or they may be wary of a seemingly friendly sorcerer, but they usually do not reject any bard.

Those powerful and magical songs, deeds and new music can even make the listeners temporarily forget their troubles and worries, allowing even the lowest workers to enjoy these two hours of king-like dreams and splendor.

"Of course, warlocks and bards have one thing in common, that is, they can easily trick the opposite sex into sleeping with each other."

Having said that, the tabby cat man looked at Tom, who was very much a warlock, with a little regret: "It's a pity that the poet's charm is not like that of a warlock, who can easily attract even foreigners."

Chen Zhou shrugged. He was indeed very popular with the fish. He was able to catch big fish mostly because of this. He didn't know if he would be able to catch things like sea monsters after he reached a higher level.

Or a big boss suddenly appears and wants to take off his belt and put it back for collection.

Putting aside the dirty information about warlocks, through Lightning's endless anecdotes, he roughly understood that magic in this world was not taboo. Under normal circumstances, spellcasters were unlikely to be caught and burned to death by the church.

Although warlocks will be suspected to a certain extent (mostly due to their too liberal style), at least they will not be wary of most people like mages.

Every warlock may be a self-propelled gunpowder magazine. He may blow up a room and himself to the sky, or kidnap other people's wives.

But at least 98% of warlocks are not like mages who can summon endless armies of undead and demons with just a bit of forbidden knowledge, or create nightmare creations that even the most evil gangsters will spurn. An experiment failed and an entire country turned into a dead zone.

The reason why most warlocks only commit petty crimes is mainly due to one of their own characteristics.

"Warlocks can't choose their own magic?" Chen Zhou couldn't understand Lightning's explanation of the dangers of warlocks. "You mean that warlocks' magic is random?"

Seeing the non-hypocritical surprise in the other's bright, jewel-like eyes, the tabby cat poet's doubts about the other's identity as a warlock gradually faded away.

"It's not random, it's the warlock's limited amount of magic that is limited by the origin of the spell."

It was magic that chose the warlock, not the warlock who chose magic.

The hungry tabby cat man licked the plate and said in the most popular way: "Magic is a beautiful calculation for the wizard, a memorable song for the poet, and a god for the priest. Blessings are like clay in the hands of a magician."

Warlocks can knead their own clay into whatever shape they like, but the magic they can fabricate is also limited by the material of the clay - the origin of the spell.

For example:

A warlock with fire blood cannot awaken water spells, even the simplest water-making spell.

A storm-origin warlock can summon endless thunderstorms, but he cannot summon even a handful of loess.

"Because of this, mages feel that warlocks are ignorant and incompetent, and warlocks feel that mages have no spirituality. They all feel that priests cannot support themselves, and poets can only fool some country women instead of elements, mud monsters, plants, constructs or undead creatures. .

"But Lightning feels that other spell casters are idle. The essence of poets lies in music, and spells are just one of its derivatives."

Hearing this, Chen Zhou nodded and agreed. What's wrong with being uneducated and incompetent? It's not the sorcerer's voluntary choice.

If the data on the character card is true, his intelligence dropped from 16 to 11 before and after time travel. Although I don’t know the judging criteria, it is probably no different from being mentally retarded?

※The full attribute range of normal humans is roughly 10-11.

I already have an intellectual disability and you still want me to use my brain?

Isn’t this difficult for me, Fat Tiger?

"Meow...Lightning is full, thank the cat master for the gift."

Putting the shiny and new plate back on the table, the spotted cat man ended the conversation about dinner and the warlock at the same time, and then looked at the surprised Chen Zhou: "Tom, let's go find the place where the legendary poet 'Pale Singer' retired. Go ahead. All other treasures are yours, the lightning only needs the Word of Creation!"

"Pale Singer?" Chen Zhou was alert. This name did not sound safe.

It was true that he was short of money. He had only saved 5 silver coins after fishing for a month, but he did not intend to risk his life to make money.

Thanks to the existence of the "life plan", he can live a good life as long as he lives a step-by-step life.

"The Pale Singer is the most famous bard in the North, and ice and snow will be intoxicated and brought to life by her singing.

"Lightning thought, that must be the legendary Holy Word of Creation, otherwise how could a dead thing like ice and snow have life?"

The legendary poet eventually lost all news while exploring the end of the North. Chen Zhou had reason to suspect that the poet went to Antarctica to experience a different life after discovering that the world was a ball. However, the spotted cat people believed that there were many pale singers. Half dead while exploring.

"Then the question is, even the legendary poet will die in the North, how can you, a skinny tabby cat person, survive in the snow?"

Wind and snow, snow goblins, elements, waves, frost giants, white dragons, there are too many deadly threats in the north. Chen Zhou's intelligence must have dropped to at least 9 before he could believe the poet's lies.

"Meow... maybe we can seek help from the glacier dwarves and snow elves?" The poet tried to pass the charm test on the kindhearted person.

But Chen Zhou was exempted: "Allow me to refuse."