To Burris The Spellcaster And His Family Dependent

Burris was silent for a while, and whispered: "I checked, she doesn't have any working spells or magic emblems on her."

Lott touched his chin: "I think of the red vulture in the Lunar Mountains. I heard that he was good at first, then he became confused, but his strength became stronger and stronger. Then he was completely insane. He also weakened...This was not because he really became weak, but because he couldn't control the spells."

Tarina stopped sobbing temporarily. She leaned on the shoulder of her second brother Charles, looking at the sky with a dull expression, with wet tears on her face. Burris frowned and thought about Lott's words: "Do you mean that this kid also has the potential to be a warlock and is also affected by something in the Falling Moon Mountains? Why are her two brothers all right?"

Lott replied: "As far as I know, the innate spellcasting ability of sorcerers may not be passed on to every child, and sometimes even passed on from generation to generation. By the way, do you know how Prince Ranto's wife died?"

Prince Ranto’s family has only four fathers and sons, and the princess died many years ago. "I heard it was an accident, but I don't know the specifics." Burris said.

Lot leaned close to the mage’s ear: “I’ve inquired that the prince’s wife died in the mountains. She left the castle in the middle of the night and ran into the mountains silently. When the prince led someone to find her, she was caught The giant silver-spotted cedar has stopped breathing under it."

Burris squeezed his eyebrows: "My lord, how do you know everything..."

"Because I love to inquire about hunting anecdotes," Lot said frankly, "The strangest thing is that the big tree was not cut but was cut by a lightning bolt. It was early spring, and there was no rain or snow that day, and the sky was clear day and night. ."

"I understand," Burris looked at Little Tarina again, "you suspect this is a'forced infection' phenomenon..."

The so-called "forced infection" is a phenomenon that occasionally appears on casters of natural blood. The spellcasting ability of sorcerers is hidden in their blood. Some people can awaken themselves in time, and even luckier they can be appreciated and guided by senior sorcerers; some are talented but never noticed, and they don’t know for a lifetime. Cast spells. In general, the "warlock ability" is a gift, not a mandatory shackle. Those who have this gift can choose to dig deep into their talents, or they can choose to ignore it for a lifetime.

However, there is one exception: once encountering a magical spoiler, the bloodline ability of the talent will be forcibly torn out.

The magic spoiler is a kind of alien power that remains in the world. It is said that it has existed since ancient times, and it is the residue after the alien world was cut away from the world. It combines the power of various unknown planes, including the power of purgatory or dark realm, and even some magical veins.

For most people, magic spoilers are not dangerous. Ordinary people can't feel it, so mages can use it for research, priests can use it to judge the footprints of gods, and mature warlocks can use it to sort out the power in the body and make their ability to control the elements more accurate and stable... In general, whether you are an ordinary person or a trained practitioner, you don't have to worry about being hurt by a magic spoiler.

It is only threatening to one type of person-those who have the talent of a warlock but have not yet awakened. The spoiler will violently tear your body and mind, and you can’t wait to pull out your power. Whether you want it or not, it will make you burst out.

Some researchers believe that the spoiler will pull out the full power of the gifted person, while engulfing other alien magic into the victim's body, obliterating his consciousness and devouring his soul. The victim will eventually become insane and become an empty shell carrying a spoiler. This phenomenon is called "forced infection."

The good news is that since the record, there have been very few people who have suffered “forced infection”. The first is because the magic spoiler is rare, and the second is because this thing is only good for the awakened warlock, not harmful.

Even if you are so weak that you can only wipe a small spark, you are considered an awakened warlock, even if you don’t know that this is called magic, and even if no one guides you, you will not be hurt by the spoiler—it’s like swimming, even if You can only float or dog, even if you don't understand any athletic skills, as long as you don't drown in the water, you can already swim.

"But the situation in the Lunar Mountains is different," Burris thought. "Even if the princess really died of forced infection, even now Tarina is affected by this... But what about that red vulture? He is a lot of He was a warlock years ago, and he used magic to assist the prince during the war. Ordinarily, the magic spoiler will not drive such a warlock mad, let alone make him weakened due to mental instability."

Prince Ranto returned to the horse, and Tarina was also helped by the maid and Charles into the carriage, and the convoy was ready to continue on the road. "So let's go and see." Lott stood up and reached out to Burris.

Burris accepted the help of the Bone Maharaja, took his hand and stood up. When approaching the carriage, Burris suddenly stopped Lot who was about to lead the horse: "My lord, why are you interested in the Lunar Mountains?"

Lott sorted the reins and did not look back: "Because of curiosity. Of course I want to take part in so many mysterious things. Besides, the king and prince hired you, and I am your ally, so of course I want to. Follow along."

Are you interested in magic spoilers? Burris had this sentence in his mouth, but hesitated without asking. Finally, he changed another sentence and asked: "If there is a magic spoiler in that place, can you handle it?"

"Of course, after all, I am..." Lott looked around and said with his lips, "I am a demigod."

Burris nodded: "Where there is a magical spoiler, there are likely to be residual thin spots on the plane. Thin spots on the plane are very dangerous. You must be mentally prepared in advance and be careful."

When he said this, Burris took a deep breath in advance. He didn't understand what he was nervous about. It was the other party who should be nervous.

The Bone Maharaja did not answer immediately. After turning on his horse, he looked at Burris with a grin and answered "I know".

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After lunch, Tarina fell asleep after crying all the way. Bel Lisboa came to think about reading a book, but it didn’t take long for him to get sleepy too... The carriage was bumping at a constant speed, and there were vague conversations outside the carriage. Burris leaned on the cushion of the seat and entered Semi-deep dreams.

In the dream, he was still sitting in the prison cart brought by the Templar knights more than sixty years ago.

They have been walking in the rime forest for several hours, the forest is not at the end, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger.

The knights walked the same way as they came, but their speed was much slower than when they came. They originally planned to cross the Shiva River before dusk, enter the border of Elder after dark, and borrow from the territory of Elder to return to the Northern Star City... Now it seems that they may not be able to get out of the rime forest tonight.

As long as you can get out of the forest, crossing the river is not a problem. The Khiva River is frozen for five months in a year, and even the heavy horse cavalry can pass through it. It flows through several kingdoms and independent city-states, and traverses the northern end of the mainland like a faint silver necklace. Separate the area where the Ten Nations Confederation is located and the Northern Frost Plain. Residents of the ten countries rarely cross the river to the north, and the aborigines of the Frost Plain hardly dare to go south. What they fear is not the frozen river, but the silent and dim forest on both sides of the river.

This cold forest is a testing ground for necromancers, as early as before the birth of the lord of the White Tower Yylil. The past was no better than the present. The necromancers at that time were not only feared, but even driven out and repelled by the whole society. As a result, most of them were forced to leave their warm and prosperous hometowns and live in clusters where no one was interested. Rime forest and frosty plains. In fact, the nomads on the plains also reject necromancers, but they can do nothing about it. The countries on the south bank of the Khiva River are indifferent. The north bank does not belong to them, and the nomads are naturally not their responsibility.

Later, Yylil became a leader among the necromancers. He ruled the tribes on the plains, conquered the natives in the forest, and even wiped out the fellow wizards who opposed his plan... His white tower stood tall. On the frosty plain, it was like a spear that pierced into the land of wind and snow. Since then, the entire plain and forest have become the kingdom of the undead.

According to the Confederation’s own code, as long as the ruler on the plain does not cross the Shiva River, the Confederacy of the Ten Nations has no right to interfere in any of his actions. The Otarot Temple tried to interfere in this matter several times, but it was obstructed by several countries along the river. Although the temple diocese was independent of the kingdom, they obviously could not send troops to crusade other territories at will, otherwise, they would die today. The spiritual master declares war, where will he send his troops tomorrow?

The Great Shrine of Otarot Church is located in the Northern Star City, and the shrine is called the Tower of Silent Prayer. The Tower of Silent Prayer hopes to collect as much evidence as possible to prove that Yylil's clutches have reached the South Bank. In this way, no country or city-state can oppose the plan of encirclement and suppression.

In fact, everyone knows that Illil’s rule includes both banks of the Shiva River, and the gem forest on the south bank has been occupied for several years... It’s a pity that the evidence obtained by the temple is still not sufficient. They can convince a few mages, but they can’t Persuade those dignitaries and nobles.

For the temple, the apprentice Burris is simply a noble person in need. The apprentice first contacted the mages in Ord, and then contacted the Tower of Silence through them. He betrayed his teacher, and took the initiative to surrender a series of thrilling evidence-Yylil's ambition does not stop at the northern bank of the river, now he has obtained the gem forest, and Fessit and Ould are also at risk in the future.

After mastering the evidence and obtaining the support of neighboring countries, the temple finally dispatched an elite knight order to realize the plan of killing for several years. Before leaving, the leader of the detachment asked the chief specially: Yylil must be executed, so what about the apprentices in his tower? Especially the one who repents...

When this conversation occurred, the rookie knight Manello passed by the door of the chamber. He only heard a small part, not the final result of the negotiation.

Now, he walked by the prison car, gave a rough talk about what he heard, and comforted Burriss: "It's okay, just go to the temple. They won't be too embarrassed. There are mages in the North Star City. We often work with them..."

Of course you have worked with wizards, and they also taught you a lot of things, such as how to judge the starting method of casting spells, such as how to deal with wizards... Burris curled up in the corner of the prison car, and nodded carelessly following Manello's words.

Manello wholeheartedly thought that this mage, who was a few years older than himself, was afraid because he was going to the temple. The little knight may never understand, and Burris's heart is more sad than fear. Since then, he has no hometown, no belonging, no identity that can be confirmed. He not only made a betrayal that was spurned by all necromancers, but also cut off his own wings with his own hands.

Manello was still looking for words, and Burris responded casually without a word. At this time, the knight at the front of the team made a gesture of standing still, and everyone stopped.

The rime forest in the wind and snow is not quiet. The dead branches and ice fell to the ground, the stiff bushes swayed, and the chaotic wind sounded like the cry of a banshee... Among these noises, the only thing lacking was the sound of living creatures. There were no beasts in the rime forest, and it was hard to find birds.

Click, click, click. Something is approaching from a distance that is misty. It stepped on the semi-hard snow, broke the branches in the way, and seemed to be dragging heavy metal objects... it sounds like flail or iron fetters...

"Deadheart Shield!" Burris opened his eyes wide, and squeezed on the fence of the prison. "Sir! Sir!" He shouted to the leader in the distance, "Let them mount! Get them all mounted! Use spears! "

"What...you give me quiet!" The leader of the detachment understood the second half sentence, but didn't understand why this little mage was suddenly so excited. In his opinion, yelling like this was a deliberate exposure.

Burris fully understood the knight’s thoughts: "Please! Let them get on their horses and change their spears! It’s the same whether I shout or not. That thing has no hearing and can’t make a sound. It searches for enemies by sensing body heat. We It has been discovered! It is tall and has a hard skin. Its weakness lies in the center of its back, which resembles the heart of a human chest... Arrows and light weapons are useless. Charge on horses and use spears and chain hammers!"

The leader of the detachment hesitated for a moment, made a gesture, and ordered everyone to mount. The commanding adjutant cast a displeased look at the mage: "There is an ambush in the forest, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I wrote clearly in the letter!" Burris yelled aggrievedly, "When you arrested me and left, you also said that you have cleaned up the nearby structures!"

Manello also got on the horse, wearing a mask, which made his voice muffled: "We should clean up... Whether it's in the tower or halfway through. When we came, we were in the forest. Li was indeed ambushed by the Construct."

Burris held the railing of the prison wagon with both hands, and looked around nervously: "What did you encounter? You blocked the road? That was the Shield Guard! The Shield Guard would not actively seek the enemy unless you walk in. The range of their guards; while the Heart Shield is different, it will actively hunt! Their core fuel is the undead, they are usually sheltered in the soil, after activation..."

Halfway through, Burris stopped. He suddenly realized the great danger-there must be more than one Corpse Mind Shield on this land.

The Corpse Heart Shield Guards are very alert and active, even with a certain degree of bloodthirsty desire, so it is more troublesome to control them, usually Illil rarely activates them. They have been dormant underground for a long time, restricted by spells... Now that Yylil is dead, his spells are probably also invalid.

If this is the case, how many test items are hidden in the rime forest? How many have died, and how many have regained their freedom with the death of their master?

Diagonally in front of the team, the enemy's figure appeared faintly. It was a giant structure as high as three people, with a heavy thorn chain dragged in each hand, and the decay smell of death lingered around the body. With an order from the leader of the detachment, several knights formed a siege formation, some were responsible for dragging, some were frontal offensive, and the leader of the detachment and the other two knights were responsible for surrounding the back.

Burris did not understand this, nor did he know how capable the knights of Otarot Temple were. Since they can defeat so many golems and monsters, and can kill Yrill, they should be strong enough...

There is a spell hidden in Burris' fingertips-a spell that can slow down the speed of the shield guard and appease his rage. It can only target Corpse Heart Shield Guards, and it may not be effective against other structures.

But the knights said that they didn't allow him to cast spells. Burris shrank into the corner of the prison car, watching the knights nervously, hoping they could win smoothly.

By the way, is that stalker still there? Suddenly, Burris thought of the figure wearing a long-horned helmet.

Is he really just one of the knights, I missed it? Or is he an escaped guinea pig, because he still has a normal mind, so he left with us for a while?

Suddenly, a violent bump almost threw Burris up. He opened his eyes abruptly and swiftly held the little Tarina on the opposite side.

The coachman cursed the long and rugged road, and Tarina looked out the window blankly, the tears on her face were still wet... Burris sighed, helped the little noble girl sit back, and leaned back on the mat.

This nap was shallow and short, but it was enough to restore his fatigue. At the moment he was awakened, he could actually rush to catch Tarina who had almost fallen...It was indeed a young body, so healthy and full of vitality.

In the past in the dream, I was also at this age.

Burris looked back from the car window. Lott rode at the end of the line, most of which was blocked by the floating bone seat. He looked into the distance thoughtfully, looking much more serious than usual. After sensing Burris' gaze, he immediately smiled and squeezed his eyes playfully.