Celtic Mages' Training

It was at noon of the next day when Nidia realized that something was wrong. When she woke up completely from the lethargy, the red light on the magic circle made her jump out of bed almost immediately.

When she hurriedly grabbed the crystal and placed it in the center of the magic circle, the projection on the wall was Mr. Knight trapped in the castle.

How to put it, like most stories in the legend, the warrior is trapped in the enchanted castle, and the companions outside are preparing to rescue him.Although I believe that Mr. Knight will escape here safely, being trapped in the airtight castle without food and water really worries Nidia.

Diarmuid sits in an enchanted castle while his friends are outside trying to free him from the castle.Originally, he went hunting in the forest as usual, but because he was chasing a deer, he distanced himself from his companions and accidentally walked into an open grassland. When he came to the middle of the grassland, there was a sound of ground breaking The city wall rose from the edge of the meadow, and in a short time a castle was formed.Although the windows were wide open, no matter whether the people inside wanted to go out or the people outside wanted to come in, they couldn't do it.

"Chirp--" There was a faint bird cry in front of the window sill, and Diarmuid looked towards the window. A bird with dark wings was standing on the inner window sill. When he saw Diarmuid looking at him, he The two wings that were closed together on the chest were stretched out to reveal a pocket.

It was a mage's pet, Diarmuid asserted.After all, the mage didn't have any hidden intentions to let the bird have a ball of water on its head.

A bird, even a mage's pet, has no disadvantageous ability to the chief knight of the Fiona Knights. Diarmuid stepped forward to take off the bag on the bird, and reached into it.Surprisingly, even though it was not a very big bag, he stretched his hand into it and managed to carry enough weight without touching the bottom of the bag.He reached in some more and took out what he was about to touch.

It was food, and what Diarmuid took out of the bag was a piece of black bread.And the bird saw Lu Muduo took out the bread, then moved towards him and shook the water polo above his head, as if signaling something.

There is no doubt that this bird is Nidia's white finch. She used the space magic circle to make the white finch appear in her room and quickly prepared food and water for Mr. Knight to take there.After all, no matter how brave a knight is, his combat effectiveness will always decrease when he is hungry.

Diarmuid also understood the white sparrow's hint, and he stretched out his hand to the water polo. The strange thing was that the water polo seemed to be covered with a film, so that he could easily hold it in his hand.This is Nidia using the magic core of the white sparrow to gather the magic power of the wind to trap water in a small wind-gathered sphere. After all, the white sparrow is made of bird bones, even if she has used the magic potion It has been soaked, but it is still a little unclean, so how could the unclean water Nitiya be sent to Mr. Knight.

After the Lunar New Year, the village resumed its ordinary and harmonious daily life. Nitiya continued her research on magic after living in the village for a while.After researching the forest at hand, Nidia went to the meadow where Mr. Knight was trapped.Speaking of this, I have to say that Mr. Knight's companions are really powerful. On the third day after the Spring Festival, Dilumdo was rescued. Of course, before Mr. Knight's companions entered the castle, your The pressure had already caused the white sparrow to fly away, after all, Nidia didn't want others to know about it.

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The author has something to say: The Western Fantasy World that I wrote last night is a country ruled by a stallion man, which won the hearts of the people.Because I am too lazy to open a new article, I put it here

We had a king once, but that was many years ago.Whether it is history or legend, there has never been a record of him.

He is our king. Although he was born in poverty at a young age, fate seems to favor him the most. Whether it is the most beautiful girl in the world or the most precious treasure in the world, the status and power, glory and authority all belong to my king.

As long as he is willing, everyone will give him friendship. His companions trust him, his sworn enemies appreciate him, and his enemies fear him.As long as he is present, we will be invincible and invincible.

We are willing to trust him, because we will not sacrifice in vain, we are willing to trust him, because in his kingdom my wife and children will live safely, we are willing to trust him, because behind us is our own country, we are willing to trust him, Because he is our king.

He is our king. He has worked with farmers and ventured with mercenaries. He has taken up the spear to protect the city-state and the hammer to forge weapons.

During that period of time, his fame was sung by countless people.

My king, he once fought and defeated the proud giant dragon, and killed the evil demons, but he also eliminated the ferocious beasts that caused disasters in the fields, and surrounded and suppressed the thieves who occupied the mountains as kings.

He is the king of the people, our king.

But he was not the king entrusted by the gods, so the gods who fell from the sky on that day labeled him a rebel.

The existence of my king will destroy the entire world.

So asserted the god who looked at us with almost pity.

But so what, if the world is destroyed, why would the gods escape?Why do you look at us with pity, pity to disdain?

My king will surely win, there is no doubt about it.

What does it matter if the gods say that my king is an outsider?What I live in is my king's kingdom, what I believe in is my king's faith, and what I practice is my king's way.

If my king is an outsider, then what I live in is the country of outsiders, what I believe in is the belief of outsiders, and what I practice is the way of outsiders.My king is an outsider, and our subjects are no different from outsiders.

But my king is defeated, our king who has been waiting for four epochs, he is defeated.Everything went back to the way it was before, like a dream.

But ah, the flame of my king is still burning, as long as there is a chance, no matter who it is, the flame in the heart will still be ignited again.

We had a king who was nailed to the pillar of shame in history.