My Magic Age

Old Kuru's expression was a bit complicated, with joy and hesitation mixed together, just like the wrinkles on his face, as if he was a little regretful, but also a little relieved. This kind of old orc who was a technical otaku hid his thoughts in his heart in an instant. , quickly drew the magic shield, and it felt as simple as closing the door.

"I have been looking forward to this news. My friends and I have discussed it many times. This idea has been debated endlessly and there is no conclusion. Several old stubborns think it is impossible to live to see such a miracle. , it can be regarded as a great blessing in life. Haha!" Old Kulu held my shoulder happily, but the worried look on his face made me feel sad as he continued.

"Every magician will have magic perception. When humans awaken the magic pool, they will have magic perception. The strength of perception is closely related to the spiritual power. When the orcs awaken the magic core, they will also have magic perception. Warcraft are born with All have magic perception, but these cannot be considered magic gods. Talent, only the magic power you have before awakening can be truly called a magic talent. However, this is not a good thing for you. It is a disaster before you become a magician. I have opened another door to this disaster, and I don’t know if it’s good or bad!”

The old Kuru orc spoke slowly and lowered his voice as much as possible. Even with a magic shield that can isolate outside sounds and sight, the sound is still very quiet.

He continued: "Magic is an addictive poison. When you have not tasted it, you don't know the taste, and you will despise it at that time. But once it appears in your life, slowly You become addicted, you can’t help but use it, it’s hard to resist.”

"But you must learn to tolerate it. You must not use it in front of others. Even if you are in the middle of the night when no one is around, you must be extra careful."

"Being able to learn magic before awakening can only mean one thing: you have the talent to perceive magic, and it proves to the magic world that all magic is connected before the racial awakening ceremony."

"Don't regard any magician as a fool, and don't imagine how kind and righteous they are. Driven by absolute interests, not many magicians can withstand this temptation. You are now Chi Guoguo. A bottle of advanced potion."

"There are countless famous magicians who are stuck in the bottleneck of advancement. They only have such a small amount of magic talent to advance. And before you become a magician, they have enough means to strip your magic talent from you. Come out, and then they will find out how lucky you are, because you still have the awakened power of blood, and maybe even your real name will be taken away."

Old Kuru was pacing, with his hands behind his back like an old master. He repeatedly warned me: "Never show your magic in front of any magicians. They told me that they are very keen and don't take chances. Please remember Stay at my word.”

I could only cry out helplessly in my heart: I have already told him everything about him.

I came here to ask Old Kuru a question: I learned the orc magic before awakening, so after I participate in the awakening ceremony, if I become a real magician, can I still use the orc magic at that time?

The old Kuru's answer to me was that he didn't know. He said that they had not done any magic demonstration in this area because they never thought that anyone would actually learn magic before awakening.

At this time, the magic resistance in my body disappeared again. There was no way, the only magic power in my body was consumed.

Old Kuru looked up at me and his meaning was very clear: Is this the end?

I could only nod my head bitterly, which meant: It’s over.

"The fire magic power that burns your body doesn't look like much!" Old Kuru frowned and said, "The rate at which the burnt fruit generates magic power in your body can't maintain its resistance to magic?"

I nodded innocently.

"Then do you want to learn another magic?" Old Kuru suddenly asked me.

Scared, don’t! Why is it always like this? After endless warnings and threats, he would take out a candied date for me to eat. After waiting for me to eat the candied date, he said to me: Hey, Jijia! The candied dates you eat are poisonous, so don’t drink the water.

If I continue to learn, will I be put directly into a glass bottle and sent to the ivory tower as a specimen?

Okay, I admit that I am a person who cannot withstand temptation.

When Old Kuru took out the parchment with the "heating" magic array pattern engraved on it, I couldn't calm down anymore.

This is a auxiliary magic skill that helps restore magic power. It can be said to be an exclusive skill tailor-made for me.

This skill is a bit like meditation, but it is fundamentally different from meditation. For all magicians, "heating" is a useless magic skill. Those who don't learn it are far better than those who do. There are even many human magic academies that don't learn it at all. There will not be a separate class to explain such magic, because this magic skill goes against the characteristics of the magic pool of human magicians, the magic core of orc magicians, and the magic heart of elf magicians.

This skill requires magicians to have strong mental power as support, and it has side effects.

To put it simply, this is a skill that speeds up magic recovery, and it is a skill that can be advanced based on proficiency. There are ten levels in total. At the first level, the magic recovery speed is increased by 10%, and every subsequent level increases. , it will increase by ten percent.

When advanced to level 10, it is exactly 100%, which seems to be very powerful. However, skill proficiency depends on the moment when new magic power is generated in the body after the magic power is exhausted, and the skill proficiency will increase.

However, there is a problem. After becoming a magician with a magic pool, the magic recovery speed is directly related to the amount of magic power contained in the magic pool of the magician and the spiritual power. So how to calculate the size of the magic pool of the magician? It's actually very simple, just releasing magic, which is a bit far-fetched.

The problem is that if the magic in the magic pool is exhausted, it will cause damage to the magician's mental strength. In other words, if you want to upgrade the "heating" skill, you must repeatedly deplete the magic value in the magic pool in the body. This is a fatal flaw.

No magician would damage his mental power in order to upgrade the "heating". What is the mental power of a magician? Mental power is the collective name for magic perception, magic recovery ability, and magic resistance. No magician will damage mental power just to practice the magic recovery speed of an auxiliary skill.

But I am different. There is no magic pool formed in my body. Only the depletion of magic power in the magic pool or magic core will cause mental damage. I don’t have a magic pool for these. There will be no magic in my body after the magic power is exhausted. Backlash, so the magic skill "Heating" is very suitable for me to learn, and I finally decided to learn it.

I don’t know why Old Kuru always has various parchment rolls around him. I came to see Old Kuru privately because I actually wanted to talk about this matter:

I held it back for a long time, and finally got up the courage to say my request. Although I knew how unreasonable the request was, I wanted to try my luck. My mind kept flashing with Sister Guoguo's charming breasts and the exquisite figure on her lower abdomen. He said to Old Kuru: "Teacher, I want to learn magic patterns, and I want to be an inscription master."

"Oh!" Old Kuru's voice skipped a bit, and the indescribable smile on his face made me feel a bit hairy.

"You have just mastered a basic magic. You are like a baby that can't even stand still and is clamoring to learn to run." Old Kuru said with a smile.

I still insisted on my idea: "But I really want to learn, really."

"If that's the case, fine. If you can do three things well, then I can agree to help you and give you a push on your path to become an inscription master." Old Kulu was silent for a long time before agreeing. I stood beside him My legs are sore all around. Sometimes I even think that Old Kuru can do anything. These thighs are so thick!

There were some surprises. I had imagined all kinds of answers from Old Kuru, and I was really excited. However, I was also worried that he would put forward some requirements that were difficult for me to fulfill in order to dispel my ideas.

I said to Old Kuru with an uneasy feeling: "I promise you, teacher."

"Well, my request is not difficult. First, you must remember all the magic herbs on these sheepskins before I return to the tribe. You haven't done a good job recently. I think you can remember better. More. Second, you need to learn Fred's Leatherworking. Third, you need to learn Pharmacy. If you can do these three things before the caravan arrives at the Gurudin Tribe on the Pai Plateau. Satisfy me and I will agree to your request."

After finishing speaking, Old Kuru waved his hand to lift the magic shield and walked out of the tent without looking back.

"Oh, teacher, I will do it."

I'm a little dizzy. These three requirements are not so difficult, but aren't they what I have been doing? What on earth is this old man thinking? Could it be that he wants to teach me to be an alchemist and a leatherworker first, and then to learn to be an inscriptionist, to develop my moral, intellectual and physical abilities to become an outstanding student, or to become a top student in the magic world? ?

Kurtz stood behind me with his head shrunk, and saw old Kuru walking away. He quickly came over and found a handful of wild peppercorns from the cloth bag filled with herbs, and quickly stuffed them into his arms. I looked at his dirty fur coat with a bit of a toothache, looking disgusted. Of course Kurtz didn't mind. He told me privately that he was the cleanest young boy in the tribe. After the magic shield was revoked, the cold wind poured in from outside, making me a little cold.

Although the leather pants I had resized without permission looked good, they were far less cold-resistant than the previous pair. I laughed at myself for being so clever and tricking myself.

"Jia, why do you want to learn that all of a sudden?" Kuz came over and fiddled with my wolf bone buttons. He looked very curious and seemed to want to smell it. I pushed his fleshy head without politeness. Come on, he said to me with a smile: "You smell like a woman. Let me think about it, oh, it should be the female magician. You must have hugged her."

"Please! Don't talk nonsense. Sister Guoguo put me in the tent because of the hail yesterday." I had no choice but to explain, otherwise Kurtz would definitely tell it to Uncle Fred as a joke, and then You will find that the entire caravan seems to know about it overnight. After this boring rain, there is a lack of relaxing conversation topics in the caravan, and any hint of gossip will be described in various different versions. I quickly changed the subject and asked Kurtz: "Do you know about the inscription master?"

I don’t know what the orcish inscription master said. This sentence was said in imperial language.

Kurtz nodded matter-of-factly and told me in Orc language: "We orcs call the 'Inscription Master' the 'Spell Weaver'."

I imitated Kuz's strange pronunciation. He took advantage of me not noticing and used his sharp nails to pull off the wolf bone button on the hem of his shirt. His movements were very fast, but I could strangely feel his movements. Although my eyes did not follow, I clearly felt that he pulled it off with his left hand. I tugged at his open-chested fur coat and looked at him without saying a word.

Kuz smiled and stretched out his palm in front of me, returning the wolf bone button to me. Like a puppy wagging its tail to flatter me, he said to me: "Jia, you have a very clever hand. Make a few for me too."

"Then we have to find some wind wolf's finger bones first. These pieces are from Uncle Fred. He should have some more!" I said uncertainly. Uncle Fred should be sharing the bag of hot chestnuts with his mistress at the dance troupe at this time.