My Magic Age

The stagnant water in the camp turned into a river. Uncle An and several men in the camp were digging a drainage channel with shovels. Uncle An was wearing high-waisted leather boots and accidentally stepped into the puddle. He became unsteady and staggered. I almost fell into the muddy water, but fortunately the person next to me was alert and helped me, but the dirty water splashed when my leather shoes stepped into the water covered the person next to me.

"Damn, be careful." The person next to him muttered and wiped the mud on his face with his hand. Now his face, which was originally clean, became stained. The fertile and soft black soil and the emerging green grass were trampled into mud. All the roads in the entire camp were almost difficult to walk. If you step on it, the black mud will reach your ankles. If you don't have a lot of strength, you can't even think about it. Pull out shoes that are stuck in the mud.

Uncle An shoveled up the sticky mud vigorously, threw it onto the pile of dirt aside, and cursed: "This damn weather."

"Lao An, you should feel lucky. If this rain had been delayed three to five days, we would have all been frozen into lumps on the iron salt road. Even if we could not freeze to death, once the road was frozen, the three people in your home would have been frozen. My little wife, just wait to be kicked out by the people from the street office." The face of the man next to him was covered with black mud, and he only showed his white teeth when he spoke.

Uncle An stood up and saw that he was standing at the edge of the camp. He planted a small red flag on the ground and said, "Come on, we have been busy all morning. Let's dig here!"

The most important step in building drainage ditches is to select the lowest place in the entire camp, dig out a pool, and use drainage ditches to divert all the accumulated water in the camp. Wait until the water dries up and drain the areas between the tents that have been stepped on. Just clear the muddy road and put some dry soil on it. The most indispensable thing in the caravan is a man with a lot of strength. He can shout out dozens of them to clean up the mud and water.

The girls in the dance troupe all retreated into the magic caravan. The bored women sat on the edge of the car, eating melon seeds and chatting. They pointed at the men working in the camp. Looking at it from a distance, they saw rows of rows. The floral skirt swaying in the wind reminded me of a girls' dormitory on a university campus.

The dancers who are willing to come out are all ordinary dancers in the dance troupe. Those who are respectfully called girls are hiding in the caravan all day long and refuse to come out. I heard from Uncle Fred that these caravans were very luxuriously decorated, but I had never seen them before.

I must admit that Kurtz cooked twenty-seven guinea pig skins very softly. We sat on two stone pillars and worked all morning before cutting these guinea pig skins into standard square shapes, which were very regular.

In these aspects, a usually careless wolf orc like Kurtz is actually very patient, and he may want to cut the fur as neatly as possible.

The cooked guinea pig fur shows a shiny indigo color and feels very smooth and soft to the touch. No matter how you knead it, as long as you lay the fur flat, the fur will automatically return to its original smooth appearance, which is even more surprising. What's more, no matter how much water is sprinkled on the fur, it will spread into even water droplets and slide down, while the fur itself will not stick to the water.

Kurtz said this thing is the best as a sleeping bag, it is moisture-proof and waterproof, warm in winter and cool in summer.

I think what he said is a bit unrealistic. I can accept warm winters, but cool summers? hehe.

Kurtz and I were trying to figure out how many silver coins it would cost to hire a tailor from the dance troupe to sew a sleeping bag for me.

We two boys have cleaner pockets than our faces. Kuz said to me: "How about we go to the pasture to try our luck in a few days?"

I put the leather-making knife back into the knife magazine, dusted off the scraps of scraps on my body and said, "Unless we can meet a lone devil antelope, can you catch it?"

Kurtz sighed, just touched the hunting bow on his back, and said gloomily: "If I can have an ironwood bow, maybe it can."

"It will happen." I comforted him in a low voice.

Kurtz has always wanted to get an ironwood bow, but he failed to do so.

There was the reason for Old Kuru's obstruction, and there was also the fact that a barely usable ironwood bow required at least 15 silver coins, which was equivalent to half a month's pay for an ordinary person's hard work. How could Kuz afford it.

I was thinking wildly about whether I should draw wild boar clips from memory, hire a caravan blacksmith and make a few of them, and use them for hunting with Kurtz on the Pai Plateau, or make something else. The most important thing is to make some money. money.

Nowadays, even among the orc tribes, everyone likes to use imperial gold coins for transactions.

In the afternoon, the road in the camp was covered with a layer of new soil, making it much easier to walk.

I sat next to Old Kuru and listened to him tell me about the scrolls of advanced magical herbs written on parchment in the ancient orc language, with many unfamiliar and obscure words.

Even Old Kuru seemed to have to ponder for a long time, but he did show excessive devotion to the things on these parchment rolls, which made me have to pay attention. The meaning behind what Old Kuru said was nothing more than These scrolls are the first-hand precious materials produced by the orc martyrs with their own lives. They are ancient documents engraved with blood and sweat.

It turns out that there are many kinds of high-grade magic herbs that are ground, mixed with different proportions of ore powder, and processed through complex processes into final magic dyes that can be used to draw magic patterns.

At this point, Old Kulu looked up at me and said: "Currently, nearly a thousand dye formulas are known to be published to the public. The inscription masters found that they can fine-tune the proportion of ingredients, and new ones were obtained through constant experiments. Dye formulas. Many dye formulas have been improved by inscription masters and become more targeted than before. Not only can they improve the success rate of drawing and improve the properties of magic patterns, some even In terms of adding new attributes, I have to say that you old guys hiding in the ivory tower have done a better job in this regard. There is the famous Sloit Ivory Tower Magic Academy in the Sloit Province in the northernmost part of the Green Empire. It is said to have the most complete collection of books, but only the part of the formula has been made public. What is really valuable is still the core secrets of major magic academies and magic guilds everywhere. "

Old Kuru seemed a little nostalgic for the days when he studied and researched at the Ivory Tower School of Magic in Sloit, and these stories are all rotten to us.

"Each excellent inscription master will have his own unique dye formula, so this requires the inscription master to have a deep knowledge of herbal medicine. We orc magicians have a different understanding of herbal medicine from you, and there are also big difficulties on the road to inscription. Different from each other, we are more inclined to say that these mysterious magic symbols are carved on some stone sculptures containing magic to enhance the various abilities of the warriors. A skill that exerts special effects that cannot be achieved under ordinary circumstances. This kind of inscription product was called a totem by later magic scholars. Thousands of orc tribes, large and small, on the Pai Plateau inherited the totems of their ancestors' various abilities. This is the true secret of the orc clan's inheritance. The ancient sages who can make totems are respectfully called spell weavers."

He looked at me and said: "The scholars in the Magic Guild of the Human World pay more attention to the research of magic scrolls. Their research methods are more commercialized and how to reduce production costs and increase success rates. These are all at the forefront. Magic Scrolls are short It can directly and effectively improve attributes and skill effects within a short period of time. The high-end magic scrolls that are currently popular in the auction market are all from the magic guild. Making magic scrolls is also a path that most junior inscription masters must take.”

"The research of inscription masters in magic academies in various places is geared towards the development of the potential of magicians themselves. They prefer to carve magic patterns on the bodies of magicians that have a certain amplification effect. However, this kind of inscription is very demanding for inscription masters. , they need to be able to draw the magic pattern more accurately. Only after the success rate reaches the requirements of the Inscription Master's Guild after thousands of times of practice, can the inscription master be qualified to inscribe on the bodies of other magicians. "

"The research of inscribers in the elven world tends to engrave inscriptions on magic equipment. They stubbornly separate the inscribers who can engrave magic patterns on weapons from those who can engrave magic patterns on magic defense equipment. The former follows the The ancient title in the elven world is called Enchanter, and the latter is called Inscription Master by the proud and paranoid elves. "

Old Kuru was obviously dissatisfied with the elves, and his tone was full of disdain and contempt. Kurtz sat beside him drowsily, barely opening his eyelids, but even a fool could see that the child didn't listen at all. Until Old Kuru said: "The name of the last spell weaver of the orc tribe is Kuru. Shaman. Spell Weaver. Soul Walker. Mandni. He is my great-grandfather. He returned at the foot of the Holy Mountain one hundred and seventy-three years ago. The embrace of the beast god.”

Kurtz trembled all over, suddenly opened his hazy sleepy eyes as big as a bell, and looked at Old Kuru with respect, as if listening. This shows respect for ancestors. After what Old Kulu said, it was much more detailed than what Sister Guoguo described, and it seemed that the so-called inscription master of the orc tribe had lost its inheritance? While I was thinking wildly, I heard Old Kuru say again: "When I return to the orc tribe this time, I will inherit the position of Gurudin as the spell weaver elder of the orc tribe and become the new generation of spell weaver of the orc tribe in the past hundred years."

I'm going to break your heart. It turns out that the old orc in front of me is a quasi-spellweaver. I never noticed it.

Suddenly I had a wonderful feeling of winning a five million grand prize. Just when I was feeling happy, Old Kuru said: "The magic inheritance of the orc tribe is in the hands of the elders of the tribe. Once you become an elder of the tribe, you need to follow The will of the ancestors is to safeguard the interests of the orc tribe as much as possible. At that time, according to the rules of the tribe, as the tribal weaving elder, it is impossible to be allowed to have human students, because at that time I will inherit the inheritance of the ancient orc weavers. At that time, our master and apprentice will die, so before that, I will teach you some useful knowledge as much as possible, and then I will arrange for you to go to humans. Live a normal life in this world, until one day you will grow up and be strong enough to pass through the thirteen gates of the orcs alone. At that time, I will allow you to come to see me, otherwise you and I will never see each other again. "

Sometimes, it is better to know the truth than to keep it hidden.

I was a little panicked, because what Old Kuru said meant that after arriving at the orc tribe Gurudin, I would be forced to separate from Kurtz and Old Kuru. This was something I was afraid of.

Old Kuru has always been the most powerful protective umbrella behind me. Without Old Kuru, I would not have been able to live happily in this caravan.

Kurtz obviously knew these things. At this time, he held my hand and said, "Jia, how about you learn something else? In my opinion, becoming a magician, oh no, you may not be able to do this. Fighting Go crazy! If you want to become a war mad warrior, you can stay. Those orcs will never care if you become a war mad warrior, or a hunter king, as long as you are not a spell weaver, anything else will do. ”

Old Kuru shook his head helplessly, looking at his grandson's sincere eyes, it was difficult to spit out words of blame.

My eyes became firm after a moment of hesitation, and I said hard: "But I still want to learn inscriptions."

I think I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. Once I have determined something, I will never change it.

I admit that sometimes I have the idea of ​​going to the human world to see those exotic towns. Maybe I will stop at every place with good scenery. I will look at the ancient streets in the drizzle to find beautiful girls, and look for tall windmills along the paths in the fields by the roadside, or in quiet places. Restaurants that only open at night.

But at this time, I want to hide under the umbrella, taste the wonders of this world, and then plan my life well. Since I am alive again, how can I not cherish this opportunity.

The dark clouds have dissipated, and the afternoon sun shines through the clouds, pouring on my face, making people feel particularly warm.