My Magic Age

When I wake up every morning, I can smell the fragrance of green grass on my pillow almost as soon as I turn my head. When I open the leather curtain of the tent, I can see the sun rising high in the wilderness. The dewdrops on the grass blades in the early morning are shining in the sun. The light exudes colorful colors under the refraction. Looking around, this grassland is like twinkling stars. Take a deep breath of the turbid air in your chest and take a breath of fresh air. You will feel that this free life is like... Just like in a dream.

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Looking at the beautiful face of Catalina next to her with tears still hanging in her sleep, this girl was wronged yesterday. She probably had a nightmare at night! Qige has been almost crazy in the past two days making various types of magic potions, most of which are incomplete magic inks. She always wants to add one less herb, or one more herb, and then let me use this semi-finished product Drawing the magic scroll of the fire gathering spell with defective magic ink will of course fail most of the time, because after all, it is not made according to the recipe!

If you fail, you will fail, and it will not hurt anyone. The scroll itself has no power, it will just burn violently on its own, spontaneous combustion! There was nothing to be afraid of, so Qige, who was almost a potion addict, took advantage of the abundant fresh silver-leaf grass here and began to experiment with various inexplicable ideas in her mind. Some of the broken magic scrolls that were made simply burned on their own, and some were still usable, but the magic pattern formations were not completely drawn. Just such incomplete magic scrolls where the experiment failed, these days A whole backpack was collected in that time.

Over the past few days, the whimsical experience of making magic scrolls has been a very rare and valuable experience in life for Qige and I. For Qige, having an inscriptionist like me agrees to mess around and experiment together. It's very rare, not to mention that the camp is built on the edge of a large area of ​​silver-leaf grass. There are a lot of fresh magic herbs and you can pick a lot of them at will, so these days she almost spends her All the ideas have been tested, and the results show that the ancestors are correct most of the time. There is only one shortcoming in one aspect, that is, all types of ink are equipped with Ningshen grass. Ningshen grass plays a role in the ink. The function of the magic element stabilizer can calm the restless magic ink. In this way, the success rate of the inscription masters in making magic scrolls will be greatly improved.

The Ningshen Grass allocated to each magic ink is the maximum amount of Ningshen Grass that this magic ink can withstand. Just adding one more leaf of the Ningshen Grass will cause the magic ink's abnormal magic power to fade away! The purpose of adding so much Ningshen Grass is to make the magic power in the ink as smooth and soft as possible, which can improve the success rate of the inscription master in making magic scrolls. However, every magic potion adds so much Ningshen Flower juice. The disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the power and timeliness of the magic scroll are greatly reduced. Therefore, what Qige does every day is to find the point where these magic ink formulas tend to be balanced, or it can be said that she is giving up the juice of the Ningshen Flower to enhance the power of the magic scroll.

And I spent every day using these unstable magic inks to draw magic scrolls. Sometimes I even expressed a certain degree of doubt about myself. I felt that I might not be the material to be an inscriptionist, so I used Qige to make it. I found that the production success rate of these magic inks, which was originally very high, has now dropped to less than 10%, and there are many defective products. I can't even make the simplest fire-gathering scroll. Sometimes the fire-gathering scroll is more like a fireball. The moment I finish painting, the entire magic scroll flies like a fire bomb. Shoot out and fall on the open grassland. Some flames can sometimes burn for several minutes without extinguishing. Some flames explode like gorgeous fireworks in the night sky, and sometimes they will explode around me. Blast me into disgrace.

If I hadn't been wearing a set of magic antelope skin armor that Catalina simply sewed for me, maybe I wouldn't be standing in front of the tent so relaxedly basking in the sun at this moment. Maybe I would have been tied up like a mummy. On the back of Aguimon, the world is looking for doctors. It is a very serious matter for the violent magic elements to get out of control. Fortunately, the magic ink we are trying to change is the lowest level ink, and the magic power contained in it is also very serious. Low, even if the trial production of this level of scroll fails, it will not hurt me. But over the past few days, I have had dozens of scratches, large and small, on my hands and face. The most serious one was when a wooden slag penetrated directly into my vagina, which scared Catalina and fainted. , Qige was also dumbfounded on the spot, and later said to me: It’s okay, it’s okay, isn’t it just blind? One eye, in the worst case, my sister will use it as your eye in the future. Once your eye is gone, follow me back to the imperial capital. I will find you a great priest from the best temple to treat your eye. You know, The advanced healing skill "limb regeneration" can definitely cure your eyes...

Just as she was mumbling to herself, Kuz helped me pull out the nail-shaped wedge of wood from my vagina, and then I saw that the wound in my vagina healed itself before the vitreous in my eyes had time to flow out. . It hurts when the wood slag pierces my eyes, and the despairing fear will be difficult for me to forget in this life. But when the red power in my body started to move again with my mental power, the feeling in my body All the scars disappeared quickly, and that strange pleasure was growing in my heart.

Just like that, while Qi Ge was screaming in panic, she remembered that I actually have a strong self-healing ability like the werewolf warrior. I am not afraid of any injuries. Any minor scars on me It's just a temporary passer-by. It's just that the experience accumulated in making scrolls and grinding herbs to make ink these days has been increasing slowly.

Yesterday morning we captured a frozen lone wolf at a frost trap not far north of the camp. This is just an ordinary male gray wolf in the prairie. In this season, the old and new wolf kings in the wolf pack will compete for it. In a desperate fight for the right to mate, the winner will enjoy the female wolf in the entire pack, while the loser will leave sadly. It is not uncommon to find lone male wolves like this on the grassland. This wolf was really unlucky and stepped on the trap we had just placed at the edge of our tent.

This trap is also because Miss Qi Ge suddenly made a batch of milky white ink on a whim. There are only two kinds of scrolls I can make, milky white ink! Is it good to specialize in frost spell scrolls? However, it seems that she did not boldly try to add some other raw materials to this magic ink, or add less auxiliary materials. This time she honestly ground and made it according to the formula, which made me a little uncomfortable. The high success rate scares me.

I asked Miss Qi why she was upset about the routine. She giggled like a hen and kept laughing uninhibitedly. She said that she suddenly wanted to make some frost scrolls for self-defense. Isn't that okay? Well, that night, Kuz came back from outside with the Agui beast. When he saw the frost scrolls piled up in front of my simple test bench, he happily took all the scrolls away without any courtesy, and then said to Miss Qi repeatedly Say: Thank you, thank you! Can't use this much.

Later, I found out that it was Kuz who begged Miss Qi, saying that he wanted to make some frost spell traps.

Only we would have the luxury of using magic scrolls and bird traps to make frost traps for hunters to use. Kurtz's reason is simple. Recently, a lone wind wolf came to the edge of the saltwater pond. At present, we are not very sure that we can deal with this kind of carnivorous monster in the wasteland that releases air bombs. Their skin is much thicker than that of the magic antelope. The skin is tougher. Before we tried it, we didn't know whether Az's bow and my gun could cause damage to such ferocious monsters, so Kuz asked Qige to help him make a batch of frost scrolls.

That night, in the name of ensuring the safety of the camp, Kurtz set up frost traps on the grass around the tent.

Yesterday morning, we accidentally captured an ordinary adult male wolf. Its two front paws, including the front legs below the calf, were frozen into ice. When we found it, it could only lie there and squint. He remained motionless, and only after discovering us did he show his ferocious teeth. Such an ordinary male wolf has almost no other uses except for making wolf skin mattresses. The meat is sour, old and hard.

If they weren't about to starve to death, who would be free to eat its meat?

This defenseless male wolf, through our collective decision, became the first beast to teach Catalina courage. The girl Catalina stabbed the male wolf to death in the end, but the process was very painful. She almost collapsed in front of the male wolf and cried for a whole day. Her face was so frightened that she kept pleading. Looking at me and Qige.

In fact, my heart is a little soft, even though I know that this is for her own good, but when a beautiful and gentle girl who is afraid that I will be cold every night and can even hug me to sleep, kneels in front of me, her face is covered with tears. Lei Zhuer begged me, how could I refuse cruelly? I just thought, what a beautiful girl she is. Girls at this age are in their prime. They have the best time in their lives. They should be in the city, going to school, or somewhere. Find a job in a shop, and then some outstanding young men will pursue them with flowers in hand, enjoying their invincible youth. Which beautiful girl is not God’s favorite? What does it matter if you don't dare to kill wolves? Even in the Green Empire, there is no law that stipulates that women have to go to the battlefield!

In the world I originally lived in, there were girls everywhere who would scream in fear at the sight of a mouse, let alone a wolf.

But after Qige finished mixing the magic ink, when she saw Catalina still huddled in the corner, so frightened that she didn't even dare to look at the male wolf that was almost starving to death, she immediately became furious and held the magic ink. The dagger was placed on Catalina's neck, and she raised her eyebrows and said coldly and reprimandingly: "Are you testing my patience?"

It turns out that the master-slave relationship in this world is more like the period when slave society transitioned to feudal society. The life of a waiter is not as precious as I thought. More often, nobles only need to pay a small fine for killing civilians. The master only needs a proper reason to kill his waiter. The two of them have a good relationship, but after all, it is also a master-slave relationship. I don't have a deep understanding of this, but it scared Catalina to stop crying immediately.

I saw her holding the Swordbreaker and stabbing the gray wolf from the soft side into the heart with a look like she had eaten fly shit. As a result, the gray wolf's front paws were completely frozen, and The gray wolf, who had been hungry for a day, finally ended his last painful life, while Catalina collapsed completely to the ground, too frightened to speak.

This girl had a nightmare all night last night. She kept shouting something, but it was completely silent.

I think the nightmare will eventually fade away, she will wake up in such a beautiful morning, maybe nothing will change, maybe all of us are slowly changing, on this vast land.

I looked at the rising sun in the morning, and I thought our grassland life was destined to get better and better.