The wizard starts by trimming the donkey's hooves

Not only was Ryan worried about the safety of his family in Munster, but he also felt the influence of the ‘evil fire mark’ on him.

In the battle just now, a faint sense of tyranny suddenly rose in his heart, and he wanted to tear the enemy in front of him to pieces.

But fortunately, it didn’t last long, and he immediately reacted and controlled this impulse.

So, Ryan just used heavy punches instead of rapid cutting.

Otherwise, the guy in front of him would have become the raw material for ‘sliced ​​meat’.

But it was still a little late.

The leather-armored man in front of him, who was not sure whether he was an assassin or a spy, had been killed on the spot.

In theory, he should have kept him alive and tortured him before talking.

In addition, from this incident, Ryan was alert that the influence of this mark on his heart seemed to be stronger than what His Highness Menia said.

It has only been a day, and there has been such an impact.

Ryan knew that as time went on, the negative impact caused by this mark might become stronger and stronger.

It's better to eliminate it as soon as possible, so we have to return to Munster as soon as possible.

Claire, attracted by Ryan's solemn face, frowned slightly and said, "Ryan, do you need help?"

"The family in Munster has some shops and personnel, you can transfer them at will. This is the seal ring representing the direct line of the Habsburg family, and it is also a certificate."

Claire took out a round golden seal ring of the Kali bird family and handed it to Ryan.

"Thank you." Ryan thought about it, took it, and did not refuse.

"By the way, there is no airship to Munster at night, Ryan, why don't you leave early tomorrow morning?"

"Okay." Ryan nodded.

If there is no military airship, even if he rides a trotting wildebeest, it will take half a day to travel all the way, which is almost the same time as leaving early tomorrow morning.

"Shadiya, go check, what time is the earliest Imperial military airship to Munster tomorrow?"

"Yes, Miss Claire." The maid next to her bowed slightly and left quickly.

At this time, Claire bent down, and the curve of her tight buttocks was round and full, which made Ryan stunned.

"Ryan, the opponent's weapon is not an ordinary item, it seems to be a dagger of the level of a rare item, look at the inscription on it." Claire talked for a long time, but did not wait for Ryan's reply.

This made Claire curious, and when she looked back with her beautiful eyes, she saw Ryan staring blankly at her raised buttocks.

Immediately, Claire's face turned red!

As the daughter of a hereditary earl, she was more mature than ordinary people in terms of love, but after all, she had never experienced real love, and shyness was still the instinct of a girl.

Seeing Claire suddenly straighten up, Ryan came back to his senses and saw Claire with a slightly red face, handing him a pair of daggers.

"Are you talking about daggers?"

Ryan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

But Ryan thought about it, and it seemed that his impulse just now was also affected by the evil flame mark.

After taking the pair of daggers from the leather armor man, Ryan began to look at them carefully.

Suddenly, Ryan's eyes condensed.

The material of the dagger seemed to be mixed with mithril, and there were also complicated and orderly line symbols on it, which made Ryan's mind flash instantly.

He immediately remembered something - 'mithril carved plate armor'.

It was also the last set of plate armor he had not made in "Crowley's Armor Casting Outline Volume 2", which had the special effect of 'slightly increasing the power of witchcraft'.

"Claire, you just mentioned inscriptions, do you know anything about inscriptions?" Ryan looked at Claire with burning eyes.

For Ryan, making mithril carved plate armor is not only attractive to him because of the equipment itself.

Rather, it is likely related to his subsequent job transfer to "Armorsmith".

But to Ryan's disappointment, Claire shook her head and said, "I don't understand the inscriptions, I can only recognize them simply."

Claire naturally saw that Ryan seemed to be very interested in inscriptions, so she added another sentence.

"But... As far as I know, there are several inscription masters in Minster. Although their level may not be very high, if you just want to have a preliminary understanding of inscriptions, it should be enough."

"Is there one in Minster?" Ryan's eyes lit up when he heard the news.

"Of course, the difficulty of learning inscriptions lies in its high requirements for mental strength, so if you want to learn advanced inscription skills, you can only go to the wizard school."

"Generally, those who master advanced inscription skills are formal wizards of various wizard schools."

Hearing this, Ryan immediately figured out something.

He had been looking for an inscription master in the blacksmith shop before, which was no less than looking for fish in a tree. He had gone in the wrong direction.

After returning to the room, Ryan suddenly remembered.

Because of the sudden incident just now, he had not had time to ask Claire about the blood breathing method.

But after a little thought, he felt that the blood breathing method did not seem to affect the fusion of the two breathing methods in his hands.

The reason was very simple, because if the two breathing methods were not effective after fusion, they would even conflict.

Then, there was no need for him to learn the blood breathing method.

And once the effect was good, he could go and learn more about the blood breathing method later.

That is to say, this fusion can be regarded as an experiment.

After making up his mind, Ryan called up the system prompt, looked at it again, and soon, he chose "Yes!"

Then, on the Weapon Master (Legend) panel, the lv18 Bear King Breathing Method flashed a few times, then disappeared, and the words "Unknown Breathing Method" appeared instead.

The lv behind it began to jump wildly.

Soon, the number was fixed at lv15.

The lv18 Bear King Breathing Method, after the transformation, was reduced by a full three levels.

You know, these three levels require 3 gold skill points to upgrade.

This made Ryan feel a little painful.

But after a little induction, Ryan knew that this should be a good thing.

Because at this moment, he did not have the kind of body awkwardness when practicing the Fire Iguana Breathing Method in the morning, but some parts of his body felt faintly hot.

These parts are mostly concentrated in some small muscle groups and fascia of the calves, some fascia of the waist, etc.

At the same time, a huge torrent of memories about practicing unknown breathing methods began to flow into Ryan's mind, making Ryan feel a little swollen.

For a moment, Ryan felt as if he had practiced unknown breathing methods for decades in a mysterious space!

After he absorbed this memory, the system prompt also came:

[Yes/No to rename the new breathing method? ]

After thinking about it, Ryan chose "Yes".

"Fire Bear Breathing Method!"

"Since it is a fusion of Fire Iguana Breathing Method and Bear King Breathing Method, then take the first word of each and rename it."

"After all, this new breathing method has been completely changed, and it is very different from the original Fire Iguana Breathing Method or Bear King Breathing Method."

However, naming is just a small matter. What Ryan is more concerned about is naturally the effect.

This kind of fusion of the system seems to complement each other's strengths.

Not only did it preserve the advantages of the Bear King Breathing Method in strengthening strength and physique, but it also combined the advantages of the Fire Iguana Breathing Method in strengthening agility and inducing some extraordinary characteristics.

Ryan reviewed the movements of the new breathing method in his mind, and the total number has reached 24.

If you look closely at these movements, you can see the shadows of the Fire Iguana and Bear King breathing methods.

A few minutes later, two more system prompts came quietly:

[Congratulations! Your physical attributes have been improved! ]

[Congratulations! Your agility attributes have been improved! ]

Huh?

Ryan's eyes lit up!

"The effect is so fast?"

"From this point of view, if other breathing methods are also integrated, is it possible?"

"However, we should first choose to integrate the excellent breathing method, and perhaps the improvement will be more obvious."

"After all, it consumes 4 gold skill points at a time, which is not a small amount."

"As for the excellent breathing method, although Claire doesn't have it, there must be excellent breathing methods in the Sword Bearer branch."

——

Munster.

In a noble mansion.

"Stanley, even if this Ryan is your man, your attitude just now is a little too much, right?" Drake couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

At the same time, he became more and more certain of his inner guess.

This new sword bearer Ryan may have accepted the recruitment of his old classmate in front of him.

"My man?" Stanley laughed angrily.

"Haha, Drake, I can only tell you that this Ryan is a rising star in the Munster Sword Bearer Division, and even Admiral Edward appreciates him very much."

"Hmm? Admiral Edward?"

This made Drake's face condense, and he immediately thought about it.

No one would offend an imperial admiral for no reason, that would be very troublesome and stupid.

But the problem is that his nephew Melward urgently needs this pair of ancient troll fangs in the recent blood awakening ceremony.

In addition, his brother, Marquis Orenz, has asked many people for help in the past few days, but he couldn't find a pair of ancient troll fangs that meet the requirements in a short time.

So, even if he offended Admiral Edward, there was nothing he could do.

After weighing the pros and cons, Draco looked up at Stanley and said firmly:

"Stanley, tell me the truth. My brother, Marquis Orenz, takes this matter very seriously. Before I came to Munster, he told me very clearly that this matter must be resolved."

"So, even if it offends Admiral Edward, I think I have to do it." Draco said in a deep voice.

"Stupid, why don't you ask why Ryan is so valued by Admiral Edward?" Stanley was even more angry, with a kind of anger of disappointment.

Hearing this, Draco was stunned, thought about it, and asked:

"Why?"

"Uh, I can't tell you this." Stanley, who was about to say it, suddenly shook his head.

Because Stanley remembered that this matter was confidential, the specific content could not be said.

"Stanley, are you kidding me?"

"No, it's because the content is confidential. Let me pick out what I can tell you, and you will understand." Stanley thought about it and said.

"You know the Imperial Guardian, His Highness Dragon Knight Menia?"

"Let's get to the point, Stanley. Do you think I don't know Her Majesty Menia? Don't tell me that this Ryan is Her Majesty Menia's illegitimate son." Draco glanced at Stanley unhappily and said.

He had read Ryan's resume a long time ago. Born in a small town in Meister, Munster Province, he had nothing to do with Her Majesty Menia, known as the 'Red Queen'.

He just didn't believe that there was any relationship between the two.

"Her Majesty Menia gave Ryan a red dragon scale. I don't need to say more about the rest." Stanley looked at Draco and said lightly.

"What!" Draco was shocked and stood up suddenly.

Her Majesty Menia's red dragon scale was not given casually.

Only those she admired could get it.

Looking at the entire empire, there are only a handful of young people who can have this honor, and most of them are descendants of the royal family or royal in-laws.

Now, if he kills this Ryan, and this matter reaches His Highness Menia's ears, I'm afraid that the Orenz family will be reduced to ashes by a dragon's breath.

The next second, he immediately shouted to the outside of the door: "Griffith, quickly tell Griffith to stop the action."

An old man dressed in a black tuxedo and looking like a butler walked in quickly and said puzzledly: "Lord Drake, Lord Griffith has already gone to Meister half a day ago."

"He should have arrived now, and he may have started to act."

"Quick! Contact him immediately and tell him to stop the action!"

"Stop?" The butler was even more confused.

"Yes! Go quickly!"

"Yes, Lord Drake." Seeing that his master looked ugly, the butler knew that the matter was of great importance, and left in a hurry with a little panic.

"Drake, have you sent someone?" Stanley's face was also very ugly.

"Then prepare to collect the bodies of your people!"

"Hmm? Stanley, are you so confident in this Ryan?" Drake saw that Stanley didn't seem to worry about Ryan's life or death, and asked in confusion.

"Of course, I believe that nothing will happen to Sir Ryan."

"But you may be in big trouble!"

"Old classmate, I suggest you prepare enough compensation immediately, otherwise, not only you, but also your brother, Marquis Orenzi, may be in big trouble in the future."

"Think about it carefully, I'm leaving first."

"By the way, I didn't show up here tonight." After saying that, Stanley left quickly.

He didn't intend to get involved in this matter.

He didn't have time to make friends with Ryan.

Drake thought for a while, quickly picked up the paper and the feather pen, and wrote.

He had to tell his brother about this matter immediately.

——

Near the provincial capital of Minster.

A small town called Barrington.

In the central area of ​​the town, a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and looking gentle and elegant was walking on the main road of the town with a book in his hand and a smile on his face.

"Clerk Exter, you are busy so late." A bloated aunt greeted enthusiastically.

"Hello, Clerk Exter." A child greeted respectfully.

"Well, I just finished my work." Exter smiled and turned to greet the little boy next to him: "Hello, little Joey."

The middle-aged man named Exter is the clerk of Barrington Town.

The position of clerk is the head of the staff who assists the mayor in handling clerical work. Generally speaking, a town has only one mayor, but there will be four or five clerks.

And the clerk is the person responsible for managing these four or five clerks.

When Exter returned to the house in the north corner of the town, he looked serious and said, "Freeman, didn't I tell you?"

"Don't come to me before 12 o'clock in the evening."

"Your Excellency the High Priest, our mission has failed." A slightly embarrassed figure walked out of the shadow of the room that had never been lit. It was Freeman who had fled back from Meister in a hurry.

At this moment, there were bloodstains on his eyes and forehead, his black robe was tattered, and his arms were bandaged, and blood was still seeping out.

He was not as high-spirited as when he awakened the ancient hero Monger before. He looked more like a dog who had lost his home.

Exter was stunned when he saw Freeman's embarrassed look!

He no longer pursued his deputy's violation of the agreement with him, and came to his residence in the town of Barrington before 12 o'clock in the evening.

"Black tea or Bordeaux?" Exter gestured to Freeman to sit down and said, while walking towards the wine cabinet.

"The mission failed? Freeman, which mission are you talking about?"

"All failed! Laxul is dead too." Freeman said rather frustratedly.

Hearing this, Exter's hand couldn't help but tremble slightly, spilling a little of the amber Bordeaux liquid in his hand onto the table next to the glass.

"Did the Secret Snake Cult not come?" Exter placed the Bordeaux in front of Freeman, and at the same time, sat on the sheepskin chair beside him.

"No, they came, and the legendary land snake was successfully controlled, and helped us dig an underground tunnel leading to the center of Meister County." Freeman knew what his high priest wanted to know.

If the mission went well, he would not be willing to come to the high priest of his church.

Since a few years ago, the other party has stopped managing the internal affairs of the church in the province of Münster, and most of the academic affairs have been entrusted to him and another person.

The other party spent most of his time here in the small town of Barrington, working as a clerk.

At that time, he only thought that the other party's decision was completely unbelievable.

But it wasn't until the other party got angry at one point that the vast mental power made Freeman wake up.

The other party is attacking a higher level.

Because according to the current power of the great hunting god, he rarely directly improves the strength of his followers.

Especially if you want to please the gods through sacrifices and reach the level of legend, the sacrifice ceremony that needs to be performed must be earth-shattering.

As time goes by, when the situation in the empire becomes more volatile, maybe it can.

But for now, it still doesn't work.

But the person in front of me wants to reach the level of a third-level crystal wizard by relying on his own strength. I really don't know what to say to him.

"Don't resist."

Before Freeman could realize what he meant, Exeter suddenly pointed at him.

"Dark Healing!"

I saw a black air flow suddenly lingering on Freeman's body. In just two or three seconds, the wounds on his body had completely healed without a trace.

"Nearly instantaneous first-level shadow witchcraft."

"Chief Priest, you," Freeman said in shock, his face dull.

"Well, I just successfully became a crystallized wizard a few days ago."

Seeing that his chief priest actually became a legend by his own strength, Freeman suddenly didn't know what to say.

There was also a deep sense of discouragement.

Before, he once thought about replacing the other party, but now it seems that it is simply a joke.

They didn't consider him an opponent at all.

After thinking about it, Freeman told Exter the situation in detail.

"What? The ancient hero Monger is dead, killed by a young man who wields a sword in the empire?" Exeter was also shocked when he heard the reason for the failure.

He was too aware of the strength of the ancient hero Mengge. He was one of the seven ancient heroes in the thousands-year history of the Black Flame Church. Even though his strength was greatly reduced, he fell from the epic level.

But no matter what, the legendary level of strength is there.

"What do you think of Ren's strength?" Exeter frowned and asked.

"A great knight and a first-level wizard, but his demonstrated strength has reached a quasi-legendary level." Freeman said with certainty.

"Perhaps this Renn is the illegitimate son of a great nobleman in the empire." Exeter said.

"You mean that the other person has a certain bloodline? Is he the heir of a certain bloodline noble?"

"Well, judging from what you just said about the opponent's body getting bigger, at least three bloodline nobles in the empire will have this characteristic when their bloodline talents explode."

Freeman looked surprised, but soon nodded, with a look of realization on his face.

"No wonder, this explains why Ren is so powerful!"

"As for the ability you mentioned about the opponent's ability to hurt the soul, I guess it should be the special effect of some kind of witchcraft scroll. You know, the heirs of such noble nobles always have some trump cards."

Exeter thought for a moment and said.

"It's very possible, Chief Priest, what should we do next?"

The death of the ancient hero Monger affected a series of subsequent events in the church.

"As an ally, the Secret Snake Cult, Freeman, would like you to communicate with them and let them know by whose hands their two envoys died."

"Also, while the situation in Munster is in turmoil, Freeman, hurry up and hold a blood sacrifice ceremony to collect blood crystals. The day of canonization is coming soon."

"The date of canonization?" Freeman was startled. He understood the first half of the sentence, but he didn't quite understand the second half. What does the date of canonization have to do with them?

"Every year on the last Sunday of the Grass Moon, newly promoted barons and viscounts from all over the province of Münster will come to the provincial capital Münster for formal canonization."

"At that time, I want to hold a high-quality sacrificial ceremony." Exeter said slowly with a smile.

Freeman looked at his chief priest in shock. Only then did he finally understand the ambition of the other party.

Is this to please the gods and move to the next level?