bdsm-fiction Chapter 194 Do you still remember Baiguo Village?
Chapter 194 Do you still remember Baiguo Village?
Chapter 194 Do you still remember Baiguo Village?
"In that case, perhaps we can make another deal."
The wizard Lamina possesses inhuman bloodline, and depending on the circumstances, the defects in her bloodline are quite significant.
Moreover, there are many things that can suppress its bloodline, and they can be found everywhere.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have felt so helpless when facing a count.
Fortunately, for Loon, the value of a bloodline wizard does not lie in the value of the bloodline wizard itself.
Rather, it's the knowledge within this wizard's bloodline!
His own bloodline contains information about spells such as Thunderclap.
The Scarlet Wizard's bloodline also contains information about spells like Messenger Summoning.
So, this witch Lamina, as a witch who has awakened her bloodline, naturally also inherited some magical information in her bloodline.
In the Central Kingdoms, where even ordinary wild wizards can't find more than a few level-zero spells, the spell information inherited in the bloodline of bloodline wizards is truly invaluable.
"What kind of deal?" the wizard Lamina asked warily.
That's what she's afraid of.
Among wizards, bloodline wizards are a very special group, and are also the subject of much envy.
In this era where magic was sealed, ordinary wizards had to pay countless prices and endure countless hardships to gain knowledge and magic, and they had to humble themselves to please those wizards from different schools.
But what about those bloodline wizards?
They only need to tap into their own bloodline to obtain the corresponding magic.
Compared to the spell models obtained by other wandering wizards, whose authenticity is unknown and may contain hidden traps, the spells that bloodline wizards excavate from their bloodline are absolutely compatible with them and are absolutely free of traps and falsehoods.
How can anyone not be jealous?
Think about it, before they were wizards, those nobles could live off their family fortunes.
But after becoming a wizard, he no longer cared about nobility, yet he gained another bloodline wizard who, like the nobility, lived off his ancestral property.
How could those wandering wizards easily swallow this insult?
Fortunately, although bloodline wizards have inherited their profession, their shortcomings are also very obvious.
Once their bloodline can be confirmed, something that counters it can be found, allowing for easy capture of them and interrogation into revealing their lineage.
A bloodline wizard is not only an excellent miner, but his bloodline is also a stable source of mystical materials. Furthermore, the knowledge and magic within his bloodline are of unparalleled value.
Therefore, it is easy to imagine the risks that would be posed to them once their bloodline wizard identity is confirmed by outsiders.
"Witch Lamina, you can call me Thunder Wizard." Loon clearly sensed Lamina's wariness. "My request is actually very simple."
After all, he himself was a bloodline wizard, and he had considered the plight of bloodline wizards more than once.
Even he, as a bloodline wizard, after hearing about the magical beast contract of magical beast wizards, considered the possibility of using bloodline wizards as magical beasts, let alone those who are not bloodline wizards.
"Since the witch Lamina is a bloodline witch, she must know that there are some unique spells hidden in the bloodline inherited by bloodline witches."
"Coincidentally, I also have some spells here."
"I hope to exchange some knowledge about magic with the wizard Lamina—of course, real knowledge about magic, without any falsehoods," Loon emphasized.
He was also very curious. "Truth" is omnipresent, and the power of truth can even distinguish many spells. Yet, when wizards exchange spells, they seem to have some taboo about it. They do not use the power of truth to restrain each other and prevent each other from having any thoughts of deception when exchanging spell information.
Although Luo Ang was curious about this, he was also worried that there might be some taboo involved, so he dared not try it on his own.
After all, the power of that truth was far too magnificent and vast, and far too terrifying. It was not an ignorant and unknowing tool, but an ancient wizard living in the present world.
"What if this power is something I allow you to use, and you can't take it without my permission?" — Wouldn't using the power of truth to judge other things be courting death?
Therefore, when wizards exchanged magical knowledge, they either traded with schools of thought, using the school's reputation as collateral.
Alternatively, one can assess whether their knowledge base is comprehensive enough to make more accurate judgments about the spell model and avoid its pitfalls.
Or perhaps the people exchanging spells have some understanding of each other.
In short, after learning about these circumstances, Loon was even more grateful that when he met the Scarlet Wizard, they were both naive and had not yet been tainted by the bad habits of the wizarding world.
Otherwise, one side would inevitably be completely devoured.
"Just exchanging ideas?" Wizard Lamina asked suspiciously.
By revealing her identity as a bloodline wizard, she had already prepared herself for the sacrifices to come. For her, as long as she could obtain that seed, her bottom line was that as long as she didn't become a slave, she was willing to give up all her resources and the magic she had acquired from her bloodline.
But she never expected that the strange wizard in front of her would only ask to exchange knowledge about magic.
It's about communication, not one-sided demands.
This simple request almost made the wizard Lamina think she had misheard.
"Of course, it's just an exchange." Luo Ang vibrated his mental energy to give an accurate response, while continuing to move forward.
"Don't worry, I have a wizard friend who is also a bloodline wizard. I have also discussed magic with him, and I am very clear about the taboos of bloodline wizards."
"I think what the witch Lamina is worried about is that I will turn my back on her and become a mine slave myself, but I really have no interest in capturing mine slaves."
"After I killed Greer, I freed all of Greer's miners and even entrusted someone to take care of them."
"After things are settled here, I will go to the lair of the wizard Fallon and release all the mine slaves he has captured."
"Okay, it's settled then."
"If you can tie Count Brad out unharmed and let me kill him with my own hands, I'm willing to use all the magic in my bloodline to communicate with you." The wizard Lamina glanced at where Count Brad was—the seal, which was still on Count Brad's person.
Therefore, Loen turned his attention back to the nobles in front of him.
Soon, he was close to the army.
"Earl Brad?" Loon's gaze swept past the knights and soldiers in front of him, landing on the nobles behind him, and then settling on an elderly man who looked to be over fifty.
Although aged, his body still exudes a powerful energy.
It was a great knight.
"Indeed, I am Earl Brad." Under Loon's gaze, Earl Brad stepped out from the crowd. He looked at Loon's attire with some apprehension, but that apprehension quickly transformed into a barely suppressed arrogance. "You've come to me seeking some favor from me?"
"Does Earl Brad still remember White Fruit Village?" Loen took a few more steps forward.