Wizard Bloodline

It was the tree spring that Ronan discovered during his first morning exercise.

After the completion of [Energy Missile], Ronan once again included it in his usual place.

There were obvious traces of human activities around the tree hole where the sweet spring was popping, and Ronan didn't find it strange.

If he can discover this tree spring, others can naturally do the same.

As far as he knew, a wizard lived near this tree spring.

It's a woman.

He is sixteen or seventeen years old, with thick bangs and long braids, and always likes to lower his head when walking.

Ronan met him several times, but he didn't see what he looked like.

"He's probably an ugly guy with a pockmarked face and protruding mouth."

Ronan secretly speculated with a hint of evil humor.

When I came back to my senses, I remembered that I seemed to have a lot of freckles on my face... I accidentally got hit by the "boomerang" I threw.

After bypassing Shuquan, Ronan headed west.

After walking for about ten minutes, the shadow of a small black tree house appeared in the field of vision.

Ronan walked over and soon saw an old man with brown hair in a black shabby robe lighting a fire in the small clearing under the tree house, squatting there and roasting something.

“It smells so good!”

Ronan walked out of the woods and took the initiative to make a sound.

The old wizard who was having a bbq moment became vigilant, but when he saw Ronan's appearance clearly, his expression gradually relaxed.

"Oh, dear Ronan, you came at the right time!"

The old man laughed and stood up, inviting him.

"Red tail gray goat meat, I spent a lot of effort to get one, come and try it!"

"It's an honor."

Ronan did not refuse and stepped forward with a smile.

The old man's name is Wells, a "new friend" he made this month, a wizard friend, and he is also Ronan's only friend now.

Wells is not young, he is probably old enough to be Ronan's grandfather. He is slightly stronger than Ronan and is a third-level wizard apprentice.

Old Wells has a good character and has no desires or pursuits. According to his own words, he has completely given up hope of being promoted to a fourth-level wizard apprentice and has already booked a boat ticket to leave Hoddam Wizarding Land in the second half of the year. , when the time comes, just find a mortal kingdom and enjoy the rest of your life as a noble lord.

Old Wells was an old resident of this tree house area. He had good relationships with many wizards, and he also had good cooking skills. Ronan would occasionally come around and have a meal or something.

The tender lamb meat was placed on the grill, grilled by the orange flame until it was sizzling with oil.

Old Wells skillfully controlled the heat of the barbecue, and finally took out a large handful of special seasonings from his pocket and sprinkled them on. The rich aroma instantly filled the entire grove.

Ronan picked up the dagger on the side and cut up the roasted lamb meat. The two of them sat on a bare tree trunk that had fallen to the ground and ate.

"Want a drink?"

Old Wells took out a beautiful silver flagon from the hollow tree trunk and asked Ronan.

"No need."

Ronan took a bite of the roast lamb and shook his head in refusal.

It's not that he doesn't trust Wells, but that alcohol paralyzes his nerves, slowing his reactions and thus affecting his casting speed.

If something unexpected happens, Ronan doesn't want to lose his life because of his greed.

The red-tailed gray goat described by Old Wells is a kind of wild goat unique to this area. It does not eat grass and only eats some kind of sweet berries.

It is said that the meat of the red-tailed gray goat is extremely delicious, with the sweet aroma of nectar.

Now that he tasted it, Ronan felt it was just average, not as awesome as the rumors said.

It is true that red-tailed gray goats run extremely fast, are extremely timid, and are extremely difficult to catch. I don’t know how Old Wells got it.

"By the way, how is your study of runes going?"

The two chatted casually while eating.

Ronan was not prepared to treat his self-taught rune engraving as a big secret. He accidentally mentioned it to Wells during a previous chat, and it was hard for him to still remember it.

"Hey, it's difficult."

Ronan sighed, his worried look was not entirely fake.

"Don't worry."

Old Wells patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "You are still young and have a lot of time. Take your time."

Ronan nodded, and neither of them had an in-depth exchange on this topic.

While eating, Old Wells suddenly told Ronan something new.

"Do you know that a half-elf brother and sister have moved in to the east in the past two days!"

"Half-elf?!"

Ronan was startled, and the image of a fair-skinned, beautiful elf girl with pointed ears and long legs subconsciously appeared in his mind.

Damn it, I didn’t expect such a fantasy species to exist in the Wizarding Land.

Ronan suddenly felt a strong curiosity in his heart and asked Old Wells to explain in detail.

"I guess he has some elven blood in him. I don't know much about him. After all, I've only seen him once."

At this point, Old Wells reminded Ronan, "If you want to come into contact with them, be careful. I have dealt with these two people before. They are not easy to get along with and they have very fierce personalities."

On the way back after eating the barbecue, Ronan was still thinking about the half-elf brother and sister.

The words "elf girl" are quite attractive to him.

Ronan had only seen her in anime and movies in her previous life. Now she heard that a girl with real elf blood was living next to her. It must be a lie to say she didn't want to get in touch with her.

But the solemn warning from Old Wells made him suppress his desire temporarily.

Even Old Wells, a third-level wizard apprentice, said that the other party was difficult to get along with and had a fierce temperament. It was not a wise move for him to approach rashly.

"It's really fresh. I must find a chance to get to know him later, so that I don't have to chat with an old man every time."

Ronan secretly looked forward to it.

After a stroll back to his residence, he felt much better.

Ronan practiced [Energy Missile] for a while in the open space, and then took a shower and meditated.

After adjusting his state to the best state, Ronan sat down at the workbench again.

"Three chances."

Looking at the only three blank rune stones left in front of him, Ronan tried to calm himself down.

One bag of the universal powder he bought last time has been used up, and the remaining bag has just been opened.

He scooped a few spoonfuls of grayish-white, dusty universal powder into a small pottery jar, mixed it with the morning dew he collected every morning, and the preparations for engraving the runes were almost complete.

The preparation of universal powder is actually a technical job, but after practicing for so long, he has his own understanding of the preparation of universal powder preparation liquid, and can accurately grasp the ratio between water and powder.

Pour the preparation liquid into the container on the carving knife, pick up a blank rune stone, and go over the shape and every detail of the [Clean] rune in his mind.

Take a deep breath, then pick up the carving knife