My Magic Age

At this time, I suddenly thought of a question: Can a ninth-level magic apprentice who has learned the "Ice Wall Technique" freeze ordinary people into ice sculptures?

There is probably only one answer, no.

In fact, this is just the most common 'ice wall technique'. When the magic affinity of the water element reaches ten degrees, the magic apprentice can gather water to form ice. At this time, the magic apprentice can learn primary ice magic skills. Now, usually ninth-level magic apprentices will learn the first ice magic. Generally, magic apprentices will choose the 'Ice Shield Technique'. Of course, there will also be more willful water magic apprentices who will directly learn the 'Ice Wall Technique'.

The magic skill 'Ice Wall Technique' consumes a very high amount of magic power. The magic power contained in the magic pool of a ninth-level magic apprentice is very limited, so tutors usually do not recommend learning it.

Moreover, when the magic apprentice reaches the seventh level, he will learn the magic of 'Time Stasis'. Under the influence of this magic, the casting time of the 'Ice Wall Technique' will be shortened to less than one second. In this case, although the magic apprentice will not The three casting steps of 'Ice Wall Technique', 'Water Gathering', 'Shaping' and 'Ice Condensation' are used separately and rhythmically. These will only burst out at the same time, in front of the magic apprentice. Create a wall of ice.

Under the magical effect of 'time stagnation', it is difficult for them to control this magic and freeze other people.

But my 'Ice Wall Technique' magic is different. I did not learn 'Time Stasis'. My 'Ice Wall Technique' is cast by drawing a magic pattern array and combining it with spells.

The fact that I can successfully cast the 'Ice Wall Technique' without the magical effect of 'time stagnation' has a lot to do with my 'magic perception talent'.

Precisely because I have the talent of meticulous magic perception, I can feel in detail which corners in the magic pattern circle are not so smooth, and then chant the magic spell in conjunction with it over and over again. As long as I succeed once, I myself The powerful sea of ​​spirit will completely record the entire spell-casting process. Then, as long as I practice according to this standard template, I will have learned the 'Ice Wall Technique'. This is many times easier than other magic apprentices.

So I can break down the 'Ice Wall Technique' into three steps: 'Gathering Water', 'Shaping' and 'Condensing Ice'.

It is precisely because of this that I was able to freeze the stableman Hank and the gardener, who were covered in water, into ice lumps.

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I don’t know how the women of Zimmerman Manor spent five days in the lounge, but they did keep their promise and waited quietly for me in the lounge for five days until I The ice sculptures of Hank the Groomer and the Gardener stand in the empty In the slutty wine cellar, I knocked on the door of the lounge outside, and then I saw them opening the door and walking out. However, the number of people walking out was a little less. Originally, I calculated that there should be eight people in the lounge. Personally, only five people came out of it now.

I don’t want to get involved in what is right and wrong in the private affairs of the Zimmerman family, but I think someone will definitely pay the price for their stupidity.

It seems that five days have allowed these battered women to regain their former appearance a little. I noticed that Mrs. Aaliya's complicated mood when she looked at the ice sculpture of Groom Hank, was just fleeting. .

The women present were all horrified when they looked at the empty wine cellar. An even shouted excitedly: "Jia, I really want to know how you did it. You are really an amazing magician. I can't say this." Thank you very much!”

"Ann, don't be ridiculous. Have you forgotten the knowledge you learned in etiquette class?" Mrs. Jenny was standing among those women. She was so different, but when I saw her for the first time, I knew She is the mistress of the Zimmerman Manor. Even if she stands there without speaking, the aristocratic aura about her makes me clearly feel her pride and dignity. She is not absolutely beautiful. A woman, but she is definitely a sexy stunner full of temptation and possessing the style of a mature woman.

Jenny looks very young, and her figure is not out of shape at all. She has wavy golden hair and skin as white as milk. She holds out her plump chest, holds her daughter Demi in one hand, and holds Ann in the other, staring closely with bright eyes. I.

At this moment, I really want to say to her: In fact, I sympathize with people like Anthony. In such a desperate secret room, people who are indifferent to a beauty like you are really sick.

She bent down, and the neckline of her dress revealed a deep slit. She put her hands on An's shoulders, and said face to face: "An, don't always try to find out other people's secrets. Curiosity can kill a cat!"

An nodded obediently at this time, with that obedient look, as if he had returned to the first time he saw him in the gap between the wine barrels. I think a normal child, at his age, should , that’s how it should be.

They never mentioned anything about the precious golden cider in the cellar, and I simply didn’t make up an excuse to explain it. This made me secretly relieved. The secret of Xinliu Valley cannot be made public under any circumstances. Naturally, the fewer people who know about it, the better.

But since I have promised Captain Cynthia to find a way to take the people here out, then naturally they still need to enter Xinliu Valley.

However, the way they went to Xinliu Valley was a bit special...

"If you don't mind a little offense, I think I have a way to get you out of here!" I said.

Mrs. Jenny narrowed her eyes slightly, but after a moment, she made a decision: "We are willing to follow you out of here, but what do you need us to do?"

I pointed to the last half barrel of golden apple wine left in the lounge, a strange smile appeared on my face, and two words came out of my mouth: "Get drunk!"

The women in Zimmerman Manor looked at me in surprise, and it was Mrs. Jenny who finally made the decision: do as I say.

I have to admire Mrs. Jenny's courage. This is actually to hand over the power of life and death of these people back to my hands. For me, it is very simple to get drunk. Just a big glass of golden apple wine will make me drunk unconscious.

I have to say that Zimmerman Manor is indeed a winery with a rich background. The women here are very good at drinking. After drinking nearly half a barrel of golden apple wine in a row, the women, including Mrs. Jenny, got drunk one after another.

I personally found five empty wine barrels and placed them side by side at the door of the lounge. I used a sharp dagger to dig open the barrel lids, considering whether to call Luka out from the underground mine in Xinliu Valley to help me put those women into the wine barrels. For me, those women were a bit heavy.

At this time, Mrs. Alia, who was lying on the outermost side, laughed. She was originally sleeping on the square table. At this time, she didn't look drunk after drinking. Her eyes were sparkling, with a faint smile, and an innocent expression in her eyes. She said to me: "Respected magician, you can't blame me. There are very few daughters of the Zimmerman family who don't drink, and I am obviously a little more special. I drink some golden apple wine every day, but I never get drunk."

"..." I didn't know what to say for a while.

Then, Mrs. Alia helped me put four people, including Mrs. Jenny, into the empty wine barrels, and then let me seal the lid. Then she got into a wine barrel obediently. Just when I was worried about how to deal with her, she suddenly reached out and held my face. Her wet and soft lips kissed me hard on my lips. I felt that my lips might be a little swollen.

"I know you must have a way to knock me out, but don't hurt me too much." She stood in the wine barrel and said to me with a smile: "Or, you can let me know those secrets about you, and then imprison me in a remote castle, and never see other people, so that I can keep your secrets."

I grinned at her and said, "Lady Alia, you think too much!"

I reached out and tapped her neck gently. Her body softened and she fainted directly. I closed the lid of the wine barrel casually...

In fact, this is a double insurance. Even if they are awake and put into the wine barrel, they can't know the situation outside.

Then, I opened the portal again and asked the Tauren Luka and the orc warriors who stayed at the teleportation altar to move the five barrels into the underground mine of Xinliu Valley. The Tauren Luka was a little strange and kept nagging me: I had clearly checked before that there was no barrel of wine left in the wine cellar, so why are there five more barrels now?

Luka is good in everything, but he is a little too honest and too serious about doing things. When he encounters something that he can't figure out, he will become very long-winded.

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Then I carried a simple wooden ladder and climbed out of the wine cellar through the vent. I opened the portal in a cleaner bathroom in the ruins of Zimmerman Manor Castle and asked the Tauren Luka to move the five barrels out. Because this is the big bathroom of the castle, the pool was full of water before, and the surrounding walls were inlaid with exquisite tiles. After a fire, it didn't change much here, so I chose to wake up the five survivors of Zimmerman Manor here.

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In the golden apple forest on the outskirts of Mars, our 11th team spent the last night in Mars. Tomorrow we will take the five survivors of Zimmerman Manor back to El City. They are Countess Jenny of Zimmerman, Lady Alia, Miss Demi, and finally Ann and Elaine, another wife of Count Zimmerman. After they came out of the wine cellar, they were shocked to see the miserable state of Zimmerman Manor.

After a long time, Lady Jenny, who had calmed down, decided to go to El City. Count Zimmerman also owns a mansion in the east district of El City, but he rarely lives there. These women seem to have recovered their complexion. They are wearing thick fur coats and sitting in tents to warm themselves by the fire, but they are still shivering in such cold weather.

These flowers, which are kept in greenhouses all day long, seem to have never experienced the wild life in winter. Moreover, they are wearing court dresses that noble women usually like to wear. Even in such weather, they don’t wear too many clothes on their legs under the thick dresses. I secretly asked An: Why do they look so thick, but when they stand on the snow in the wild, they feel that they are shivering with cold.

An has already determined that I am his most trustworthy friend at this moment, and naturally he will not refuse my question. However, he still did not answer my question directly, but took advantage of the fact that sister Demi was not very convenient to move, and hurriedly helped her sister to lift the hem of the skirt. The hem of the court dress was really too big. Then when An accidentally tripped once, the hem of the skirt was lifted up high, and I saw Demi’s snow-white thighs... My God, in such a big winter, they only have a thin layer of lace stockings under their long skirts, no wonder they feel so cold!

Captain Cynthia's eyes were full of apology. She asked her friend Jenny about her recent situation. However, Jenny could only vaguely tell her about some things. After all, the unbearable past in the wine cellar was a torture every time it was mentioned.

At this time, I noticed the appearance of Mrs. Jenny. Mrs. Jenny looked more like Demi's sister. The years had not left any traces on her face. At this moment, she was sitting in front of the campfire and looking at me curiously.

I didn't think that the reason why Captain Cynthia was so familiar with Zimmerman Manor was that she was a close friend of Mrs. Jenny. After the two met, they hugged each other warmly, and then Demi threw herself into Captain Cynthia's arms and cried softly. The countess, who was already wearing a gorgeous court-style dress, shook hands with every member of our team enthusiastically.

The next morning, our group of ten finally set out on the return journey.

Because I was worried that the five survivors from Zimmermann Manor would slow down our march and we might be entangled by the barbarians in the wilderness, I used four skis to make a snow sled. Basil found two ownerless Guberai horses outside the town of Maas and let the two horses pull the snow sled. Basil raised his long whip and whistled loudly, and the snow sled slowly started...