Wizard: I have an inventory

On a winding country road, a caravan was moving slowly. The wheels of the carriage made a slight bumpy sound on the rugged road, but the interior of the carriage maintained a quiet and warm atmosphere.

Ryan and his two maids sat in the carriage, moving in an orderly manner with the rhythm of the caravan.

Inside the carriage, Ryan leaned on the soft seat, holding an ancient spell book in his hand, studying it attentively. His eyes were fixed on the pages, his expression focused and calm.

The complex structure of the spell and the subtle changes of the spell quickly turned into a clear picture in his mind. At this time, he was deeply studying two new spells-charged weapons and sprinting.

"Charged weapons can make my blade full of magic and enhance the power of each attack, and sprinting..." Ryan whispered to himself, his fingers gently running over the runes on the pages, thinking about how to most effectively integrate these spells into his combat skills.

The light in the carriage changed with the scenery outside the window, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, but none of this could interrupt Ryan's concentration.

He spent most of his time immersed in the world of learning spells, constantly practicing the way to cast spells in his mind, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

And in the few rest times, Ryan did not completely relax. Two maids sat beside him. They had long been accustomed to the seriousness and seriousness of the young master, but in these rare intervals, they would carefully make some light-hearted jokes to Ryan.

Ryan would occasionally put down his books, respond to them with a smile, and play with them for a few words, and laughter and a relaxed atmosphere filled the carriage. The maids' laughter was crisp and pleasant, and they seemed particularly relaxed in front of Ryan, as if they had forgotten the fatigue of the journey.

However, there are always sudden waves in the peaceful journey. At a turn, the caravan suddenly slowed down, and noisy sounds came from the front.

Ryan frowned and looked out the window. He saw a group of vicious robbers blocking the road at the intersection not far away. They were waving their weapons and their hideous laughter echoed in the air. They were obviously planning to launch a surprise attack on the caravan.

The guards of the caravan immediately went on alert and drew their weapons to fight. The maids looked at Ryan nervously with a hint of worry in their eyes.

However, Ryan seemed unusually calm. He did not intend to take action himself, but quickly thought about the most effective way to deal with it without exposing his identity.

Ryan gently closed his eyes and felt the elemental fluctuations around him. The wind element gently surged around him, as if waiting for his instructions.

He took out a small bag of paralysis powder from his arms, which was a self-defense item he had prepared long ago. Ryan gently cast a simple spell to encourage the wind elements around him.

As Ryan's fingers moved slightly, an invisible breeze quietly rose from his side, gently rolled up the bag of powder, and quickly floated in the direction of the robbers. The powder flew in the air, dispersing almost invisibly, and silently fell on the robbers.

Soon, the robbers' laughter stopped. They began to feel weak in their limbs, their movements were slow, and the weapons in their hands gradually slipped. Several leading robbers wanted to shout loudly, but found that they had difficulty even speaking, and their eyes were full of fear and confusion.

Ryan watched all this calmly, without showing any emotional fluctuations. He knew that the paralysis powder had successfully worked, and these robbers were no longer a threat.

Seeing that the robbers were slow to move, the guards of the caravan quickly seized the opportunity, rushed forward, and subdued the robbers who were no longer able to resist. The whole process was clean and neat, and the caravan suffered no losses.

With the robbers under control, the caravan regained order. The guards cast a grateful look at Ryan, obviously realizing his role in this crisis. Ryan just nodded slightly, motioning them to move forward.

The carriage started again and continued to move forward. Ryan looked at the maids who had relaxed beside him, smiled slightly, picked up the spell book in his hand again, and continued to immerse himself in his study.

The maids admired Ryan even more. They knew that no danger would really threaten them when they were with the young master. In their eyes, Ryan was not only a powerful guardian, but also a calm and deep master. He could always resolve the crisis at the critical moment without making a sound.

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The sky gradually darkened, and the surrounding mountains were gradually shrouded in mist. Just as Ryan was sitting in the carriage and concentrating on studying spells, the team suddenly stopped, accompanied by a noisy discussion in his ears.

The carriage shook slightly, and Ryan raised his head and looked through the window, only to see that the road ahead was blocked by a group of unidentified people.

The leader of the caravan obviously realized that the situation was not good, and immediately sent several alert spies to go and inquire about the news. The entire caravan was in a tense atmosphere. The guards clenched their weapons and kept alert everywhere, fearing that they would encounter any unpredictable danger.

Soon after, the spies hurried back, their faces solemn, and reported to the leader in a low voice. Ryan noticed that the leader's expression gradually became serious, and it was obvious that the situation was not simple.

The leader quickly came to Ryan's carriage and reported with a slightly nervous look: "Lord Ryan, the road ahead is blocked, and we sent people to inquire about some news."

Ryan nodded lightly, indicating that he should continue.

"According to the spies," the team leader lowered his voice with a hint of suppressed excitement and uneasiness, "not far ahead, there are two mercenary groups fiercely competing for a rare dragon scale fruit. Legend has it that only one person can eat this fruit. With the next one, you will be able to break through to the realm of the Great Knight, and your strength will make a qualitative leap."

Ryan raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously interested in the news. Dragon Scale Fruit, this rare treasure, can allow a knight to break through to the realm of a great knight, and its value can be imagined. No wonder there are fights between mercenary groups.

The team leader continued: "Both of these two mercenary groups should not be underestimated. Among them, two peak knights are dueling, trying to get the Dragon Scale Fruit from the other side.

Their duel caused huge turmoil and even shocked nearby villagers and pedestrians. Therefore, the road was blocked and no one dared to approach easily. "

"Especially the Lion Mercenary Group, they even imitated robbers and blocked caravans to ask for tolls."

Ryan was silent for a moment, thinking about the sudden news. A duel between two peak knights was a battle of this level that no ordinary person could intervene in.

Whichever side wins will gain immeasurable power, and everyone on the road will become their witnesses or even victims.

"It seems we have to stop temporarily." Ryan said softly, looking deeply into the distance. He knew that this battle would not end easily. No matter which side wins, it will have a huge impact in a short period of time.

The leader nodded, seeing that Ryan had no intention of getting involved in the fight personally, and was obviously in awe of his calmness and restraint. "Sir, we will strengthen our vigilance to ensure the safety of the caravan. Please rest assured that we will not be involved in this dispute."

Rui En nodded slightly, but secretly planning his next plan in his heart.

"Now that I have encountered the Dragon Scale Fruit, I must take it!"

The caravan stopped temporarily by the roadside, and the guards began to set up tight defenses as a precaution. There were faint sounds of fighting and the clash of weapons in the distance, and the air seemed to be filled with the tense atmosphere of battle.

Ryan leaned on the seat of the carriage, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the situation to develop.

The sound of the wind outside and the sound of fighting in the distance echoed in his ears, but he still maintained inner peace, as if none of this could disturb his moment of peace.