Wizard Bloodline

Before this, Ronan simply hated Linus.

Because this guy is very arrogant and always feels that he is superior to the wizards in the tree house area.

Even though they were both at level five, Linus always showed an inexplicable sense of superiority in front of him.

This sense of superiority almost reached its peak when he killed two third-level apprentice wizards in one fell swoop while patrolling alone, and became famous in one battle. He was attached and sought after by many low-level wizards.

"I used to think this guy was just annoying, but now I realize how cruel, selfish and despicable he is.

Even if you are a sex partner, you will have feelings after a few months. If you say it will kill you, it will kill you... tsk tsk."

If Linus died after doing something like this, the most he would do would be spitted out when people talked about it.

Now that the person is not dead, he is immediately "excluded" from the group by others.

Everyone looked at him with a rather indifferent look, and underneath the indifference there was undisguised disgust and contempt.

After Ronan understood the whole process of everyone's battle with the black-robed wizard, his eyes naturally turned to the most powerful half-elf brother and sister on the field.

Looking at the beautiful half-elf wizard girl with delicate features in front of her, she couldn't help but speak softly.

To be honest, he quite admired this girl.

Calm, smart, and courageous. He has excellent leadership skills. Although his chest is a little small, he is not a "flower vase" at all.

It's really rare.

"Nico, okay...

There is no news about old Wells, Venetia and Jacob yet, I have to look for them again...

Now it's up to you and your brother Andre to take everyone to the town. I believe you can do a good job! "

Ronan said to the half-elf wizard girl with admiration and encouragement.

The half-elf wizard girl also readily agreed.

"no problem."

Her voice is not the delicate voice of ordinary girls, but rather neutral and full of magnetism.

Ronan's affection for the half-elf wizard girl suddenly jumped up again.

"but.."

After the half-elf wizard girl accepted the task assigned by Ronan, her expression suddenly became a little hesitant.

Ronan asked: "What? Is there anything else?"

The half-elf wizard girl shook her head.

"It's okay, I just want to explain it to the adults.

Actually, I'm not Nicole, I'm Andre.

This one is my sister Nicole... She inherited my mother's barbarian blood, and while exploring the path of a wizard, she also learned the way of a knight. "

The half-elf wizard "Sister" pointed to the tall and burly half-elf man next to her, with a lumpy body and a large tuft of black chest hair, and introduced to Ronan sincerely and enthusiastically.

Ronan's smile froze on his face for quite a while...

Didn't move.

In the forest, Ronan was running at full strength.

"What kind of dreamy creation could give birth to such an outrageous and abstract pair of brothers and sisters!"

"How could barbarians get along with elves??"

Ronan ran and complained through gritted teeth.

He felt as if something in his heart suddenly broke.

He once thought that the beautiful night that represented the beginning of all stories, the elf girl smiling tenderly at him by the campfire

"Pooh!"

Ronan shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of all the messy images in his mind.

"Shashasha——"

The sound of branches and grass blades rubbing rapidly reached my ears.

Ronan turned around and saw two wizards with hurried expressions, running away from him.

Neither party made any pause, and the moment their eyes met, the other person hesitated to speak, as if he wanted to say something to him, but he quickly passed by.

"It seems that the news of the appearance of the black-robed wizard has spread. There are probably a lot of black-robed wizards in the forest."

Ronan naturally knew what the other wizard wanted to remind him, and he met more than one group of fugitive wizards along the way.

The forest is filled with beacon smoke, and countless killings are quietly going on in unknown corners of the forest. Apart from Ronan, there is probably no one else who chooses to "retrograde" at this time.

It's not that Ronan wants to be a hero.

The oath of mutual help promised when the small group was established has not been kept even when there is still strength left, so what difference does he have from Linus and others?

The experience of killing the intermediate apprentice black-robed wizard just now also gave Ronan a lot of confidence, and it also gave him a clear understanding of his current strength.

The half-step expert-level Dzogchen's [Energy Missile] is powerful enough to compete with ordinary zero-level advanced spells. In addition, with only half a second of casting time, his combat effectiveness may be stronger than that of an ordinary seventh-level wizard apprentice.

"Even if I encounter a stronger opponent, with my current physical fitness, it shouldn't be difficult to escape."

Of course, nothing is absolute and everything has hidden risks.

But if he didn't even dare to take this risk, Ronan really didn't know the meaning of his hard work day and night.

Walking through the silent forest, approaching the location where the signal's black smoke was densely emitted, Ronan's pace gradually slowed down.

Releasing the [Detection Technique] casually, Ronan carefully paid attention to the surrounding environment and was ready to enter the battle at any time.

Although he was a little nervous at this time, he was not very afraid, and was more calm.

The moccasins covered with wet mud made a rustling sound as they stepped lightly on the forest floor covered with fallen leaves.

There was wind blowing all around, and the grass and trees were swaying slightly.

Ronan casually picked up a light red berry nearby, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, the sour and slightly sweet taste slowly spread between his lips and tongue.

"@#￥%"

Suddenly, a slight and dense sound floated into Ronan's ears.

Chirping

It was like someone was whispering in his ear.

This was

the sound of spells being chanted!

Someone was hiding in the dark and preparing to cast a spell on him secretly!

Ronan paused, his eyes instantly locked onto a bush not far away, coldness appeared in his eyes, and an expert-level [Energy Missile] was about to be thrown out immediately.

But at this time, the sound stopped abruptly.

Ronan was slightly startled, somewhat unexpectedly.

He thought that the person behind the bushes had given up casting the spell, but two seconds later, the sound of the spell chanting sounded again.

Ronan frowned and took two steps forward, and the chanting immediately became hurried and flustered.

Then it disappeared quickly after a certain syllable went wrong.

After a while, perhaps the caster's mentality had adjusted, the chanting sounded again

After repeating this several times, Ronan was speechless.

"You don't have the skills to learn how to sneak attack?

Let's learn to be funny."

Ronan changed his mind immediately.

He simply gave up the casting of [Energy Missile] and placed his hand gently on the hilt of the one-handed sword at his waist. After all, it takes a lot of mental energy to release an expert-level [Energy Missile], so every bit saved is a bit saved.

To deal with a "rookie" wizard, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken.

Ronan walked towards the bushes of the target step by step with a calm expression.

As his footsteps approached, the whispering of the spell chanting from behind the bushes became more and more urgent and more and more panicked.

The frequency of mistakes increased rapidly, and it was unknown how many times it happened in a short period of time.

Until Ronan stood completely in front of the bushes and almost saw the outline of the figure hiding behind the bushes.

".Al..Elbaru~!"

The chanting of the spell, which was trembling and deformed due to fear and tension, suddenly became louder, and there was no time to hide it.

A trace of coldness flashed across Ronan's face, and the long sword tightly grasped under the robe slashed out.

"Tear——"

The long sword with cold light tore through the air, bursting out a half-moon-shaped white air wave visible to the naked eye, and the dense bushes were crushed into powder in large pieces.

In the countless flying leaves, the long sword seemed to have hit something, making a loud "bang" sound.

But soon it continued to sweep across with unstoppable force.