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

Nine-ring spell casters are natural nobles... After getting on the boat, Chen Zhou realized that these words were purely nonsense by the bard, and it was a struggle for undeveloped spell casters to compete with each other!

以他为例，刚刚成为学徒级（1环）术士的他魔力只够每天施展4个1环法术，亦或是8个0环戏法。

What about mp’s natural reply? Whose game can only release 4 skills a day!

The consumed magic power will indeed slowly recover, but at Chen Zhou's current recovery speed, he can only recover about half of his magic power every eight hours.

If the threshold for casting a level 1 spell is used as the unit of magic power, it is 2 units of magic power.

The response efficiency of 0.25/h, is this a bit...

Not only that, because the energy of magic fills the body, mind and soul of the caster, casting magic and consuming magic means consuming equal amounts of physical and mental energy.

Generally speaking, the caster will begin to tire after about half of the magic power is used up, and will become exhausted after three-quarters of the magic power is used up.

Half is a safety line, a quarter is a warning line, and 0 is a high-voltage line.

If all the spells are used up every time a spell is cast, the harm to the body over time will be immeasurable...but one has to admit that releasing magic will bring some subtle pleasure.

Once all the magic power is used up, Chen Zhou has never tried it, but it is said that he will fall into a coma.

Of course, specific situations will vary from person to person.

Chen Zhou's extraordinary physique derived from the tiger man made him feel as sleepy as if he had endured a whole day after releasing two 1st rings. After releasing three 1st rings, he began to feel a little lethargic. This is how physical strength monsters look. .

His only colleague on this trip is still an apprentice in his fifties. It is said that the old mage Setan is expected to advance to the entry level (2nd level) in the past two years. This is completely different.

Theoretically, Setan can cast five 5st level spells every day.

But in fact, the old man started to tremble after he released only three pieces, and even the hand holding the wooden stick was a little crippled. Chen Zhou had no doubt that after releasing the fourth piece, the opponent would lie there and fight.

It can be seen that it is somewhat regrettable that becoming a professional does not seem to improve your health and extend your life... I heard that many professionals even live shorter lives than ordinary people.

For example, while enjoying a sweet life with a beautiful silver dragon that had transformed into a human form, he was judged to have been attacked by a "trigger spell" due to bleeding, and a "high-level dispelling magic" was fired at the silver dragon, causing an accident...

The way the caster plays and how he dies is scary.

As for Chen Zhou, who is currently responsible for casting spells with Old Saitan, he is not so fancy. He only adds a [cold] element to his "water making technique" to turn the water into ice to keep high-end ingredients fresh.

Haha, noble spell caster?

A living refrigerator called Drudge!

Chen Zhou originally wanted to give up his job.

But his frozen horned horse meat can be sold for hundreds of gold coins in the southern country, and he can get dozens of them because it plays a key role in preservation. It is worth mentioning that under normal circumstances, a person like him can get a few dozen of them. A level warlock's monthly salary is about 1 gold coins.

So Chen Zhou said shamefully that he would bear it, and the magic refrigerator would be a magic refrigerator!

If he produces 2 spell slots every day, he can earn dozens of gold coins in a month. He can use it as a refrigerator until Todak goes bankrupt!

At this time, he didn't know that spell caster services in big cities actually charge clearly based on spell slots and levels.

But Chen Zhou, who was about to get a large sum of money, felt the purest happiness.

Perhaps because of this, Setan, an old man who is about to die in his fifties or sixties (as far as this world is concerned), will still come out to work.

After this trip to sea, Setan's pension will be enough for the rest of his life.

"Me? We mages are different from warlocks."

In this regard, Setan showed classic professional discrimination: "Unlike the warlocks who rely on their talents to cast spells and eat, drink and have fun at will, most of us mages live like ascetics."

At the same time, Chen Zhou looked at the old mage seriously.

The other party was wearing a shabby mage robe that was full of patches. The wooden staff in his hand that replaced the staff as a decoration looked like it had been worn for at least ten years. Even the belt was a little loose and faded.

He is obviously a spell caster who can earn dozens of gold coins just by taking a trip to the sea. How can he live in such poverty?

"Hey, don't you know this? I have spent most of my life's savings on this."

After saying that, the old mage showed off to Chen Zhou a glance at his spell book, which he cherished as his own father, and did not allow the latter to touch it.

This is an old-style spell book with an extremely worn hard cover, and the hundred parchments inside have also aged.

"Fifteen tricks, ten links, and corresponding experimental materials and knowledge. Do you know what this means?"

One hundred gold coins for each level 1 spell and fifty gold coins for one magic trick. Just for the cost of copying books, Old Setan spent nearly two thousand on them.

But that's not all, the price of knowledge, the cost of the scrolls and the experiments performed to master them, is much more than even the cost of copying the books.

Let’s calculate it as four thousand. If the old mage can spend one and a half months earning fifty gold coins on each trip...

Chen Zhou calculated the result in his mind in less than three seconds. It would have taken ten years, which was probably the shortest time.

Is it really worth it after spending so long in life and living such a hard life that I am still working as a living refrigerator in my fifties and sixties?

If Chen Zhou had four thousand gold coins, he would have used the magic called "Finance" to earn tens of thousands of gold coins.

It's just that once he uses financial magic, he may not look at the paladin who detects evil in the future.

"worth!"

Old Setan hit the cabin heavily with his crutch: "Magic is the most beautiful thing in the world, and nothing can compare with it! Every time the mage interprets the runes and explores the calculations, it seems that he is competing with The process of the fusion of the goddess of magic...you warlocks who only regard magic as stacking building blocks will not understand it!"

Why did this turn to the warlock again?

Chen Zhou felt that he had been deeply discriminated against.

Wait, isn't this jealousy?

After discovering the blind spot, he thought, the mage is definitely jealous that the warlock can cast spells without spending any money!

"Then is it useful for you to learn so much magic? You can only have so many spells every day, and you have to prepare them in advance."

This time he directly silenced the old mage.

Even if a mage learns a hundred 1st levels, the 1st level he can prepare every day is limited.

They cannot use their talents to cast known magic at will like sorcerers. Each magic must spend a lot of time and cost to use.

Because of this, they had to spend time at the beginning of each day preparing the magic needed for the day - changing the magazine, cleaning the chamber, loading the ammunition, and opening the safety.

Only after this series of steps can the casting time of most magic be reduced to just a few seconds.

"So what, the warlock is also..."

Before the old mage could blurt out his righteous rebuttal.

A penetrating alarm sounded on the deck——

"There are pirates! They sail magic ships!"