Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 37 Gems
"Would you like some?"

The owner of the village, Renate, came to Brian carrying a wine bag. He was wearing a thin linen coat, with one sleeve missing an arm fluttering in the breeze.

Brian shook his head slightly, rejected the spirits handed over by the other party, and said, "No need."

He is not a person who is addicted to alcohol. For him, the function of alcohol is nothing more than to relieve his worries and boredom, and he is not so lazy.

Besides, it was the early morning when the dawn was first dawning. At this time, Brian was the most energetic moment of the day, so naturally there was no need for alcohol to help him relieve fatigue.

Seeing Brian's refusal, Renate didn't care, just smiled, hung the wine bag on his waist again, leaned against the fence like him, and looked into the distance.

Then, Renate took out a briarwood pipe from his pocket and put it in his mouth, rubbed the shredded tobacco into it, pressed it lightly a few times, then lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Thank you for your help. Without you, we may have suffered casualties in this battle tonight." Renat said slowly, hesitating the clouds.

"You're welcome, it's just that everyone takes what they need." Brian casually replied with a sentence that made the other party a little confused.

From the joy contained in the words of the village leader in front of him, he could hear what these humans living in the wilderness faced every day.

Of course, it was precisely this difficult environment that sharpened their will so strongly that these wilderness residents did not show any panic when facing the goblin's surprise attack.

Because of this, Brian felt puzzled in his heart.

From the battle with the goblins last night, he found that the guards of this village are very skilled, especially the one-armed village owner in front of him, who has obviously touched the threshold of the extraordinary rank.

Even if one arm is missing, when facing the ferocious bear goblin, it still gives people a completely crushing combat power.

Therefore, Brian was very curious why these people would rather live in seclusion in the dangerous wilderness, competing with evil creatures for living space, than settle in the towns within the Kingdom of West.

However, he was just curious and didn't ask too much.

Like himself, everyone had their own secrets, and it was very rude to pry into other people's minds abruptly.

"I know you are a wizard, and you may look down on ordinary money." Renate took out a small bag, handed it to Brian, and said:

"So I can only use this thing to express my gratitude. These gems were accidentally found in their lairs when I was hunting evil creatures in the mountains over the years. I don't know if they are of any use to you. Anyway, I hope it can help you."

Brian looked at the small palm-sized bag that Renate handed over, and he could clearly see that there were at least three or four gems in it.

Immediately afterwards, Ao Huo hidden in his body seemed to sense something and trembled slightly. Brian's expression moved, and he immediately suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, and said in a calm tone:

"Don't be so polite, you kindly took me in last night and provided food generously. You know, this is a very rare thing in the Kingdom of West. As for the help last night, I will pay it back Let’s be human, now we’re settled.”

No matter in any world, gemstones are the most beautiful and precious kind of ore in rocks.

They are bright in color, crystal in texture, brilliant in luster, hard and durable, and at the same time very rare, belonging to a luxury.

In the eyes of nobles, gemstones are natural mineral crystals that can be used for jewelry and other purposes.

In the values ​​​​of wizards and alchemists, in addition to making various magical equipment, weapons, and staffs, they are also necessary materials for many spells.

Since gems are formed through changes in different conditions such as time, space, pressure, temperature, and original magic power, they also contain the magic elements necessary for spellcasters. This is the fastest way for Brian to upgrade the arcane fire. path.

Even among the wizarding community, there was a school of spells associated with gems.

Wizards of this school can cast powerful spells by relying on various types of gems as a medium.

However, the spells cast were powerful, but the gems consumed were also crazy. Even the richest wizard could not afford such extravagant spending.

Wizards seem to be very rich in the eyes of the world, but only those who have experienced it will know that they are short of money all the time.

In this regard, Brian can be said to be deeply touched.

This is also the reason why he rarely uses gems to increase magic energy, let alone the high price.

The most important thing is that among these gems, except for a few specific types of rare magic spar, which can add a lot of magic energy to him, the cost performance of consuming other gems is too low, it seems like a waste.

Because most gems contain not only magical energy, but also impurities of other elements, only magic spar contains the purest magical energy.

However, to Brian's dismay, he has only found one magic spar so far, and this kind of gem cannot be bought at will with money.

Even the most prosperous "City of Wealth" Abrera, a port city that claims that as long as you have money, you can buy everything, it is difficult to buy it, and it belongs to the existence of price but no market.

And just now, the moment Renat handed him the gem, Brian's Austrian fire clearly felt the extremely pure magic energy of the magic spar.

This unexpected surprise made him almost unable to maintain the indifferent expression on his face.

"It's a great deal to get the help of a wizard for just food and a place to stay." Seeing Brian's refusal, Renate thrust the bag into his hand unceremoniously and said with a smile:
"Take it. Apart from being pretty, these things are useless to me. They are no different from stones. Putting them here will only dust their clear luster. It's better to give them to someone who is really useful."

"Then I won't be polite." Facing the generous village owner, Brian no longer shied away, took the bag, weighed it in his palm, and put it away casually.

Among these gemstones, even without the rare magic spar, the prices of other gemstones are at least several hundred gold coins.

Brian naturally wouldn't believe that the other party would be so stupid and ignorant, but it was really difficult for him to understand Renate's true intention.

This made him feel that he had taken advantage of it, and he felt a little sorry.

So Brian thought for a while, took out two bundled magic scrolls, and said to Renate:

"Although the gem is useless to you, it does not mean that its price will depreciate. I will give you these two spell scrolls. What is recorded in them is a "mage armor" that can resist physical attacks for you. It should be able to Help you at critical moments. "

After Brian finished speaking, he threw the scroll to Renate, feeling uneasy, and then explained to him how to use it:

"You have to remember, when you are in danger, you only need to pull the tie that binds the scroll, and the spell inside will be cast instantly..."

In fact, in the main material world, this kind of magic scroll made by a wizard cannot be used at all without mastering the "use magic device" skill.

But it is different here, the magic scroll copied by Brian did not use the energy of the magic net.

This means that this kind of scroll does not need to communicate with the magic net during use, which naturally removes the prerequisites for using the scroll.

Renate looked at the two sheepskin scrolls bound by black silk thread in surprise.

Although he was very unfamiliar with wizards, after hearing Brian's detailed account, he immediately recalled the scene last night when he was surrounded by a group of goblins, but he was unharmed.

So he didn't shirk, but solemnly put the scroll away.

"Forgive me for asking." Then Renate looked at the half-elf in front of him again, with a hint of hesitation evident in his rough expression, and he said tentatively: "Your Excellency should be a half-elf from Blackman Bar."

Hearing the other party mention Blacktman, Brian's expression showed obvious vigilance, and then he looked directly into Renate's thick eyebrows and big eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Why do you think so."

Blackman's elves and half-elves are a very sensitive topic in the human kingdom. Few people will take the initiative to mention it, and no one dares to blindly identify each other without any basis.

Brian didn't believe that the village owner who lived in the wilderness in front of him didn't know these things.

Seeing that the other party was looking at him, and his eyes were shining like obsidian stones, Renat suddenly felt uncomfortable, but he still bit the bullet and said: "To be honest, I actually saw it from your eyes."

Brian straightened his expression, changed a comfortable posture and leaned on the wooden pillar supporting the arrow tower, and looked at the village owner in front of him with meaningful eyes.

I saw him taking a deep breath of the pipe, his trance-like expression looming in the smoke, and then he turned to look in the direction of Blackman, leaving him with a slightly lonely back, and recalled in a heavy tone:
"In my impression, among the elves living in Blackman, there are very few high elves whose pupils are so deep that they are almost black."

"So just with a pair of eyes of the same color, you are so sure that I am from Blackman?" Brian asked with a nonchalant smile.

"Of course not." Renate shook his head slightly, turned his back to Brian, and said slowly: "Your real origin cannot be proved by your appearance alone, but there is a method that allows me to identify your origin very accurately."

After the village master finished speaking, he turned around again, and his empty sleeves hung in mid-air and swayed slightly due to the force of his turning.

"What method?" Brian suppressed his curiosity and asked calmly.

At this moment, he finally understood why the other party's eyes stayed on him the longest when his group appeared at the gate of the village last night.

It can be seen from this that the village owner with the broken arm in front of him is very likely to have a relationship with the elves.

As for the enemy?Or a friend?Then I don't know.

"Your sword skills!"

Renate glanced at the long sword with sheath hanging on Brian's waist, and said solemnly.

"Swordsmanship?" Brian was slightly taken aback when he heard that.

"That's right." Renate glanced at his empty sleeves with lingering fear, and said:

"My eyes and my lost left arm will not deceive me. Please don't deny that your sword skills are definitely inherited from Blackman's Elven Sword Dance."

"This is the real purpose of your seeking me." Brian neither denied nor admitted, and said in a cold tone: "Tell me, what exactly do you mean?"

"Don't get excited, I don't mean anything malicious." Reinate put away the ashes from his pipe after he had cleaned it on the fence, and said to Brian in a mysterious way:

"As for what I mean, if you are willing to go with me to a place, everything will be clear."

After finishing speaking, the other party didn't care whether Brian would follow or not, and just walked on.

(End of this chapter)