The Truth of Magic

Chapter 357 Presumptuous Request

After listening to the cavalry leader Rupert, Zhao Xu was noncommittal.

He just continued to stare at the cavalry in front of him, without saying anything, just stroking the top sphere of the supermagic scepter in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.

As for the lucky few among the cavalry who successfully exempted from spells, they didn't dare to stand out rashly when they saw this situation.

They who lick blood at the edge of their knife have heard many terrifying legends about mages.

Such as permanently transforming an unsightly thief into a rat, discarding it in the sewer, and never seeing the light of day.

There were even thunderbolts summoned by the mages, who were struck directly, and their bodies were scorched black and died in a horrible manner.

And Zheng Xinyun and Elton also followed him out of the carriage and looked at these trapped people together.

Another group of cavalry farther away barely crawled out of the stinky cloud at this time.

They retched and vomited, while looking at this side in fear, but the sequelae of the spell made their stomachs still convulse, and they didn't have any extra energy to do anything else.

Even Mrs. Betty's guards, who were about to come to help, were terrified by the tragic situation of everyone. Even though they were also wearing hard armor, they couldn't help stroking the position of their stomach, as if empathizing with them.

When Mrs. Betty saw the original situation on the battlefield, she was instantly reversed by Zhao Xu's two spells.

How could she not understand the power of the man in white robe and a very plain black cloak in front of her, who was managing magic scrolls in the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is turning one hand into cloud and covering the other hand into rain.

Because for ordinary third-ring mages, the difficulty of exempting spells could hardly reach such an exaggerated level, which directly caused the cavalry present to fall in all likelihood.

This means that this seemingly ordinary spellcaster has a higher level of difficulty in saving spells than normal.

Either the opponent's intelligence is extraordinary and can make the spell more complicated.

Either the opponent used a spell slot of a higher level, or there was enough expertise support to increase the difficulty.

This leads to an even more terrifying guess - this caster is not just the third ring.

A three-ring mage or a three-ring priest is not a rare thing at all for Mystra, the magical country and the birth place of the goddess of magic.

But for ordinary chambers of commerce like them, they are already close to the ceiling that they can reach.

Even many chambers of commerce are willing to be enslaved by the mage family, and they want to be able to cultivate one or two mages who can act as a facade among their outstanding descendants.

As for the pastor, he was a servant of God, not something they dared to imagine or talk about.

Mother, what's the matter? Webster, who was only six or seven years old at this time, looked at his mother, Mrs. Betty, and shook her finger lightly.

No, child, you have to close your eyes next. Mrs. Betty just smiled softly at her young son, and at the same time covered his eyes with her hands.

At this time, she lightly rolled up the expensive fur coat on her body, took her youngest son Shi Shiran to Zhao Xu's side, and made standard etiquette to him.

Zhao Xu immediately realized that this was a bowing ceremony made by a believer of the goddess when he met the priest of the goddess, and he directly pulled Zheng Xinyun who was beside him and nodded.

However, Zheng Xinyun, who had only been exposed to this aspect of content on the first day of logging in to the game, did it meticulously at this time, and even returned a more standard etiquette.

The vast majority of the residents of Mystra worship Sisylvina, the goddess of magic. It is not surprising that Mrs. Betty happened to be so.

At this time, on the sky of the dark woodland in Shuanglu Town, fine snow began to fall, and slowly fell on the robes and cloaks of everyone.

It is also for this small forest land, which is covered with light snow and dyed a piece of frosty white.

Zheng Xinyun's neck lightly touched the falling snowflakes, and she couldn't help shivering from the cold touch. She curled up a little bit in the sacrificial robe, and let out a cloud of hot air from her mouth.

Hello, shepherd of the goddess in the world, thank you for helping us orphans and widows just now. Mrs. Betty bowed to Zhao Xu again to express her gratitude.

Her voice is light and sweet, without any trace of age. It is impossible to imagine that she is already the mother of a seven-year-old child just by listening to her voice.

But this time, Zhao Xu, who represented the priest of the goddess, accepted it calmly.

Just now, it is not an exaggeration to say that he saved Mrs. Betty's mother and child.

Zhao Xu, who had nothing to ask for in his heart, deserved such a gift.

At this moment, Mrs. Betty raised her body slowly, but in the process of raising her head just now, her face changed a few times.

Because she noticed that the sacrificial robe that Zhao Xu was wearing, although it didn't seem to have any logos or marks, seemed to be the same as the trainee priestess next to her.

However, she was engaged in the chamber of commerce and had been involved in the family's cloth dyeing business. With her close observation, she immediately judged that the sacrificial robe Zhao Xu was wearing was a sacrificial robe worn by high-ranking priests of the Goddess Church. , can be regarded as casual clothes.

If there are no large-scale religious gatherings, even if the pope wears this sacrificial robe, there will be no incongruity.

But Mrs. Betty's complexion changed. After confirming the other party's identity, she immediately thought of the spider web technique, stinky cloud technique\

,"They are arcane in nature, and cannot be cast by an ordinary priest who uses divine magic.

Mrs. Betty has been working in Mystra for more than ten years, so she naturally wouldn't make a fuss, and questioned why the other party was clearly wearing the priest's sacrificial robe.

As a follower of the goddess, she more or less knows the power of the goddess priest.

Some of the priests of the goddess are capable of performing limited arcane spells, but all of them are loved by the goddess.

So even if Mrs. Betty has been honed for more than ten years and has accumulated a profound city, she can't help being excited at this moment.

She realized that the first hurdle that was the most difficult for her to get acquainted with a big shot had just been crossed invisibly.

At this moment, the cavalry around them also vaguely crawled out when Zhao Xu didn't kill him immediately.

However, even if they were wearing shiny and powerful bright armor, even if they were noble cavalrymen who had to bow down when they met civilians, they still didn't dare to move at this time.

Compared with players, Arthur's natives know better how to beg for mercy from a mage.

Especially this mysterious caster used two spells to prove the gap between them and him.

The prestige accumulated by Mystra's sorcerer over the years also made Zhao Xu completely mysterious in the eyes of everyone at this time.

Even when the cavalry regained their freedom, they did not dare to attack or run away rashly.

My lord. Rupert, the leader of the cavalry, interrupted immediately as he watched the mysterious mage who was chasing Mrs. Betty walk into him.

His face changed drastically, and he shouted: My lord, at the beginning you showed your status as a mage, we absolutely dare not offend you.

In fact, Rupert also wanted to complain at this time. Mystra leads to the surrounding towns, and there are portals. More advanced mages either go directly to the portal, or they can cast spells and teleport without channels.

There is no one who deliberately wastes a few hours on the road, and even the carriage that the other party is riding is the ordinary carriage rented by the post station, without any special marks of the Mistral wealthy family or even the association.

That's why he mistakenly thought that the other party was just a foreigner with no connections.

It's just that the caster is not wearing the unique robes that mages indicate their identity. The main reason is the arrogance of Mystra's mage himself. After Rupert questioned him at that time, he would directly mock him and even scold him angrily.

Where can he be delayed until he launches a charge? The other party looks like an earth player who is not used to the noble status of a mage.

My lord, I hope you will look at Mr. Quirrell's face and let us go?

Zhao Xu naturally didn't recognize Mr. Quirrell.

If he was busy getting to know these cats and dogs every day, he wouldn't need to upgrade.

Basically, Zhao Xu basically looked behind the key figures of Mystra and their own surnames.

What he didn't remember was that he could afford to offend.

Mr. Quirrell is a steward of Finn, the family of the hundred great mages of Mystra. At this moment, Elton leaned forward to remind Zhao Xu.

Finn?

The name, Zhao Xu, was simply forgotten.

What are you going to do with this group of people who want to kill you? Zhao Xu turned to look at Mrs. Betty beside him, as if he didn't care about the cavalry leader Rupert's resistance at all.

However, Mrs. Betty, who was still calm and covered her young son's eyes all the time, not wanting him to see the blood, heard the name Qi Luo, and the blush on her cheeks couldn't help but tense.

Zhao Xu, who realized this, couldn't help but chuckled inwardly. Compared to the players' straight-forward experience of fighting monsters, there were too many twists and turns in Mystra's middle and high-level circle.

It seems that Abel's eldest son, Harry, who currently controls the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce, has good means, and he actually took refuge with a more important person, and directly let Mrs. Betty throw a mouse.

Dear goddess priest, may I make a presumptuous request to you? Mrs. Betty took a deep breath and said to Zhao Xu.

The third practice subject almost suffered from heat stroke, so the next chapter will be delayed.