My Magic Age

For a moment, with me as the center, those who were close to me were pushed to the ground by a huge and warm flame force, which was an irresistible gentle force.

‘Resisting the Fire Ring’

The crowd of onlookers were basically warriors with powerful strength. Their bodies would instinctively produce a resistance force, just like a conditioned reflex, instinctively resisting the push and rejection force of the ‘fire ring’.

But the warm air wave still penetrated the layers of the crowd, pushing away the outermost people violently, leaving a clear gap in the crowd.

“Damn!…”

“Who…”

Frightened curses came from the crowd, and when they saw me standing outside the field in a magic robe, those voices became silent again.

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I thought I would encounter a big battle. Before I could unfold the scroll of 'Frost Nova' in my hand, the entourage warriors standing beside me looked at me angrily, but no one was going to attack me. I thought someone would rush up.

(Later I learned that these followers were not afraid of me at the time, but they had great respect for the Royal Magic Academy. They would never dare to teach any magician a lesson in the academy. The consequences of doing so would be very serious. Once someone attacked me, the security personnel in the Royal Magic Academy campus would respond quickly.)

Through the sparse human wall, the figure of the Minotaur Luka appeared in front of me. He was riding on a warrior-class follower wearing full armor. His huge iron fist fell on the follower like a sandbag, and his double-edged axe was standing at his feet not far away. The Minotaur did not impulsively use the axe to resolve the dispute, but chose to use his fist. Obviously, the warrior under him had been stunned by Luka's iron fist.

Obviously, the three warrior-class followers did not use the long swords on their waists. Because they did not use weapons, things did not become so bad, but it was obvious that the Minotaur Luka had entered a crazy mode. He began to ignore the injuries on his body, did not make any defense, and continuously swung his heavy punches.

The other two armored followers surrounded Luka, punching and kicking him continuously, trying to knock him down and rescue his companions from under him.

However, Luka obviously resisted those heavy punches, swinging his iron fist, and punching the follower under him.

"Enough, stop hitting him, you will kill him!" Someone shouted to the stubborn minotaur. It seemed that the audience around him had begun to realize that things were getting worse and worse, and some people had been seriously injured.

The full-cover helmet on the head of the follower under the minotaur Luka had been dented by his hammer, and blood was flowing out from the gap in the helmet. He lay on the ground, his hands could no longer make fists, probably in a deep coma, and had no reaction to Luka's old punches.

Luka was also beaten black and blue, and he was obviously holding on with his last bit of willpower.

One of the warrior followers finally couldn't hold on. He felt his partner getting weaker and weaker under the Minotaur. He tried to kick the Minotaur away from his partner with his feet, but the burly beef man was like a meat mountain. He didn't succeed in the end. He only left some clearly visible footprints on the Minotaur's forehead, face, neck, chest, back, and shoulders. Apart from that, nothing else could be left.

He flew over and tried to use the inertia of his whole body to throw the Minotaur to the ground.

Unfortunately, the difference in strength was too great, and his doing so had no effect at all. He was thrown aside by the Minotaur Luka, and he was covered in dust.

At this time, the Minotaur Luka only recognized the man under his body, and he was ready to beat him to death.

Another warrior follower stood in front of Luka, spread his hands to signal to stop, and shouted loudly: "Okay, stop it!"

Perhaps they thought that there was no need to kill people in this kind of fight.

But the minotaur's eyes were red, and his fists still didn't stop.

"Stop, if you keep hitting him, he'll die, stop it!" The warrior rushed over, grabbed the minotaur Luka's iron fist with both hands, and continued to say to Luka: "Big guy, I admit that we were wrong at the beginning. If you stop, you will kill him, and the laws of the Green Empire will also put you in jail!"

Another warrior's entourage got up from the ground, and also lost the last will to fight. He walked to Luka and said: "For the sake of the Statue of Liberty, stop it!"

I don't know how these three people provoke the honest Luka to make him so furious.

At this time, I walked forward calmly, under the gaze of everyone, came to Luka, put one hand on Luka's forehead, and whispered softly in the orc language. It was a ballad that could calm people's hearts and soothe the hearts of orcs.

After every large bonfire party, some drunk orcs would lose control of the impulse in their hearts. They would become extremely violent and gather together to cause trouble. At this time, the most basic shaman witch doctor would use this kind of ballad with a little spiritual impact power to appease these irritable orcs.

Last time, we encountered three barbarians in a valley not far from the fishing lake in El City. The battle with the barbarians reached a fever pitch. At this time, other barbarians appeared in the surrounding mountains. , we need to evacuate as soon as possible. At that time, the tauren happened to be in a state of full anger. He became as violent as now and completely lost his mind. I used these songs to calm Luka down in the rage.

Now, Luka woke up in front of me again. His blood-red eyes gradually became clearer and clearer. He exhaled a long breath, obviously he had woken up.

He stood up from the servant silently without saying a word of explanation.

I looked at the two servants who had taken off their masks. Their faces turned extremely pale. They looked at me with gratitude and said to me, "Thank you, Your Majesty the Magician."

I lowered my head and thought for a moment, but I still couldn't hold it back and said what was in my heart: "Although what happened to me just now, I don't think this honest tauren will take the initiative to cause trouble, so although my words seem a bit ugly, but I have to tell you, keep your mouth shut. You may not always be so lucky to meet me. Don’t try to anger an orc tauren. It’s also very scary when they lose their minds and become very impulsive. ”

Then, I looked up at the still silent Minotaur Luka and said to him, "Let's go for a walk outside the academy!"

I turned around and left silently with the tauren Luka. The two servants who thanked me looked aggrieved, but did not stand up to argue with me.

It was probably the ferocious fighting will of the tauren that made these three followers, who had never been on the battlefield and experienced the baptism of blood, give in, and they did not dare to cause trouble again.

Afterwards, the two guards gathered around the guard who was lying on the ground, checking the injuries on his body and trying to wake up the companion.

'healing'

I didn't want to cause any trouble as soon as I arrived at the Royal Academy of Magic, so I turned around and cast a healing spell on the severely comatose subordinate to ensure that he wouldn't die so easily.

"It's the water element, oh..."

I had already walked far away with the tauren, but I could still hear the subtle murmurs among the crowd.

When I was about to walk out of the green garden of the Royal Academy of Magic, I said to the tauren Luka: "If you are not happy living here, then leave here!"

After all, this is not El City, and they don't know the orcs as well as the residents in El City. It can be said that the people in the imperial capital have an arrogance in their bones. They are born with a very good sense of superiority, but in the north In this situation, many people know the madness in the bones of orcs, so they will not offend an orc who looks very honest and honest so easily.

Besides, when I was in El City, when I wasn't with Luca, Luca would usually lie in the shed in the backyard of my house, and Fanny would take good care of him.

But it doesn't work here. People here don't know how to communicate with an orc.

"Okay." The tauren hesitated for a moment, and finally made the decision. He took a deep breath, and Luka smiled at me, but it touched the wound on his face, and his smile seemed a little stiff. He reached out and wiped the nosebleed on his lips with his sleeve. His eye sockets swelled up, causing his eyes to narrow into thin slits.

It seemed that he was tired of the retinue living area of ​​the Royal Academy of Magic. I thought about it for a moment, and I just remembered that when I took him to Xinliu Valley last time, Luka liked it very much, so he asked him: "Do you want to live in Xinliu Valley for a while?" time?"

He shook his head decisively to express his refusal.

I stopped and turned around strangely to ask him why.

He scratched his head and replied in a naive voice: "If I leave here, who will take care of you?"

I laughed dumbly and said to him: "I have always been taking care of you. This is the imperial capital and it is very safe. When I need your protection, I will call you out!"

"That's okay!" The tauren are usually very straightforward. They rarely go back on their promises. Then, Luka added: "I'll be waiting for you to call me at the altar transfer station!"

The underground cave near the teleportation array altar has become a natural material transfer station. A large amount of golden cider is also stored in the cave. Now three years have passed, and the temperature of the golden cider is only 4 or 5 In the humid cave of high temperature, it became more fragrant. I have been trying to find opportunities to sell these cider, but unfortunately this has never been successful, because it is the city of Ayr, and everyone has a large number of golden apples. wine, and I never had time to deal with these bulky oak barrels.

In addition to the 60,000 barrels of golden cider, the cave also stores a lot of precious wood, metal ores exchanged from the goblins, food purchased from El City, and some daily necessities. Perhaps now, there are also Newly matured magical herbs.

But unfortunately, Kalantso followed the location I marked and found the small waterfall where I once hunted the saber-toothed tiger king, and also found the cliff. Unfortunately, the one-way portal has disappeared. In other words, what I have The floating mountain I own has become a completely independent world and has no connection with those floating mountains. This makes me a little disappointed.

I heard that there are more precious magic herbs and more valuable ores on the giant peak of the largest floating mountain in Xinliu Valley. I heard that people from the Horse-Running Academy in Sloyte City once picked up some mithril ores on the hillside of the main peak. Some people speculate that there must be a mithril vein in the mountain.

Kalancuo and the orc warriors did not find the portal. Last summer vacation, I also went to the cliff to take a look, but found nothing.

Thinking that the underground cave is damp and cold, the orcs who are responsible for guarding the supplies will return to the orc village every week for a rotation. Staying in a damp place all the time, some orc warriors will have some mold on their bodies, so they still need to live on the ground most of the time.

I don't recommend that the tauren Luka always hide in that cave, so I said to him: "It will be boring to always live in that cave."

The tauren Luka smiled with a big mouth, looking unconcerned.

"Maybe you can ask Kalancuo to take over your shifts. You can take turns staying in the underground cave for a week each, no longer, otherwise you will get eczema, mold or moss on your body, and your skin will get sick." I said to the tauren Luka. Obviously, he would not change his mind easily. I said to him, "You should help me check the castle from time to time and supervise those lazy barbarians. If there are dishonest barbarians, don't be polite and kill them directly. It's okay if the castle is built slowly. I'm worried that the barbarians will become more and more restless, even though Kalancuo and the old orc witch doctor Zewang are jointly managing it. , over time, they will eventually become more and more lax. "

When I thought of the more than 300 barbarian slaves carrying stones to build the city all day, I was very worried about those barbarians. Once any barbarian broke free from the shackles and cages, the orcs in Xinliu Valley were no match for those barbarians. Moreover, there were more than 300 barbarians, and the orc women in the orc village were constantly pregnant and giving birth. By the third year, the total number of orcs in the village had not exceeded 200. Now, the number of orc children in the village has accounted for one-third of the total population, and the proportion of children in the population is already very large.

It's a pity that it is difficult to buy orcs in the slave market in El City. Those slave traders are still very afraid of the orcs' endless revenge.

"Oh!" Luka agreed, and the two of us walked out of the gate of the Royal Magic Academy one after the other. I stood at the door and looked around.

At noon, the granite slabs of the street in front of the Royal School of Magic were already busy with traffic. There were always some magicians holding magic books coming in and out of the gate. At this time, the glass window on the side of a magic caravan parked under the ginkgo tree was pushed open by a porcelain-white jade hand. From behind the gauze curtain, a beautiful face that was happy and angry, as beautiful as a flower, appeared. Helena poked her head out from inside, and her beautiful eyes like the clear water of Weiyang Lake stared at me and waved to me quickly...