"Okay, then add some offensive methods." Lance held his forehead and ordered in his heart: "Add the three spells of Bileg's rotational force field, Bileg's flying knife and Void flashing. By the way, add the magic shock."

“Resimulation…”

"Analysis results: Field, winning rate of 37%; Reims, winning rate of 62%.

Lance was quite satisfied with this result. With his current magical means of showing up, he could still gain an advantage in the battle with Field. The most important one was the bonus of the evil heart to his physical fitness and the enhancement of the powerful magic potion.

However, it was still a bit surprising to Lance. He pondered for a moment and continued to add parameters: "Continue to increase Lance's restrictive means. Add all sub-chips, add Thunder Elf Boots, add Dead Gems and Mist Mist Match."

"The third battle simulation..."

"Analysis results: Field, winning rate of 8%; Lance's winning rate of 92%.

Lance nodded with satisfaction, and had a rough estimate of Field's strength in his heart. Of course, the information he obtained may not be correct and complete. Everyone has their own trump card, not to mention that Field was born in the wizard family, and there was no good thing in his hands. In other words, it would probably not be too easy for Lance to defeat him.

"But now I am prepared and develop a tactic specifically for him, it should be no big problem."

Lance thought silently. Although Field had no grudge against him, in this game, he deliberately asked Radmond to arrange for him to face him in order to take this opportunity to kill the opponent!

The reason is very simple. Once Field dies, the "Hotted Man" is completely meaningless. Except for a few people such as Regis and Alice, no one would know that Lance is a Hooded Man.

He was determined to bury this past secret with his own hands. Since Field jumped out by himself, Lance was so happy that he didn't need to think of any other way.

This guy was destined to be a tragic ending at the moment when he decided to pretend to be a hooded man!

...

"What? Are you leaving?"

In front of the cabin, Lance showed a hint of surprise when he looked at Alice who was well-dressed and energetic.

At this time, Alice was dressed up in fine disguise all over her body, looking beautiful and indifferent. However, she had changed drastically with her original appearance. I don’t know what method she used to disguise. If it weren’t for the blood mage on her wrist sensing the other person’s origin, Lance would probably not have recognized her.

"What, don't you want to leave me?" Alice smiled sweetly: "If you speak, maybe I'll stay for a few more days."

Lance shrugged: "I'm just a little weird, I thought you'd take a break for a while."

"I'm so good now." Alice did look radiant. After solving the problem of rejection, the Wulong heart brought her unimaginable benefits. She almost doesn't need sleep now and can keep her energy for a long time.

"To be honest, I have been hesitating these days. Is it a bit hasty to embark on a journey so soon?"

Alice looked at Lance seriously: "I have some doubts in my heart, and I haven't found the answer yet."

"I thought about it for a while and found that I could not figure it out clearly... I had some special feeling in my heart, and I had to let time tell me what these are..."

Speaking of this, Alice's face suddenly turned red.

Lance frowned, he couldn't understand what Alice was saying at all.

Seeing Lance's face full of confusion, Alice couldn't help but sigh softly, and then smiled:

"Carrado's ship docked this afternoon, only one hour. This is the only ship in Ferrondor to the [Sea of ​​Netherworld] in the past six months. I must seize this opportunity."

"I will find the blood mage Anthony in the Nether Sea. Only in his hands can he master the legendary blood mage [Perfect inheritance]. When I come back, maybe I will figure out something."

"In the end, I still want to say thank you, Lance."

She said sincerely.

Lance nodded: "Then. I wish you a smooth journey..."

Before he could finish his words, he found that his mouth was betting on.

He subconsciously widened his eyes, and Alice's bright red lips gently pointed on his lips, then retreated like lightning.

"If I can never come back. It will at least prevent you from completely forgetting me."

Alice ran away with laughter.

Looking at the girl's back as she left, Lance suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

It was not just because of Alice's departure, but because of Alice's back as he looked at Alice's departure, and suddenly realized that when he left, did Irene stand there like he is now, watching people stay away?

If you come back or never come back, it will always be a false proposition that cannot be verified. No one knows what the next step in the journey is.

"It turns out that it's winter... It's been more than four months since I left Wangfeng Castle..."

Lance looked at the sky, and the thick dark clouds seemed to sense his mood and gradually gathered.

After a while, heavy snow came as promised. The cold snow wind seemed to blew from the snowy area of ​​Ace. In the blink of an eye, thick snowflakes covered every corner of Ferrendor.

This is the first heavy snowfall this year.

...

It was snowing outside the window, and the fireplace inside the room made a beeping sound. The best wood mixed with charcoal fires, providing heat for the entire room continuously.

The room was as warm as spring, and Lance was wearing only a thin single dress.

He continued to be busy on the alchemy platform. The powerful magic potion would be enough for a while, but he had to take advantage of the effect of the thunder spirit touch that had not yet faded and extract these demonized plants into the blood of the thunder spirit that could be preserved for a long time as soon as possible.

It took him a few hours to stop the work.

Lance walked to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of steaming goat milk, then walked to the living room and sat on the sofa.

The soft touch made him feel comfortable and almost "shenyin" sound. The fatigue of the past few days seemed to be relieved in an instant.

After Alice left, he spent almost all his time studying spells and making magical items. When she was there, although the two of them didn't communicate much, at least they could talk, and now only Lance was left. He suddenly felt a little lonely.

"I've been so pretentious recently..." Lance smiled self-deprecatingly.

As the predecessors said, wizards should be lonely. Because the excitement is always short-lived, and only loneliness can last forever.

He took a moment to break and drove these troubled thoughts out of his mind.

"After so many days of consolidation, the runes of this spell have basically been fixed." Lance closed his eyes and his mind entered his brain.

At this moment, there are many runes floating in the brain area. The center is blue secondary meditation, and the bottom is magic guidance and spell recognition. On the left is dark blue magic shock, golden enchantment-electromagnetic acceleration, silver Bileg rotation force field and Bileg flying knife runner system; on the right is molten rays, fireballs and void flashing; in the corner at the edge, it is the new spell rune that Lance has recently built - [High-temperature soldering iron].

As the exclusive spell of the Magnetic Storm Mage, the high-temperature soldering iron has many excellent features: the spell is short and it is activated quickly; the lethality is very considerable, and it also has the characteristics of dual physical and magical attacks, which also gives it a broad range of spell casting space.

This spell is also the only spell that Lance chose that requires casting materials.

In fact, except for zero-level spells, which generally do not require spell casting materials (the casting material of blood spells is blood). Many first-level spells have more or less begun to rely on some spell casting materials. However, since Lance personally does not like the various shackles brought by spell casting materials, when choosing spells, they often subconsciously reject those spells that require spell casting materials.

Later, the fox reminded him that according to the information, spells that need to cast spell materials often have more excellent performances, so Lance began to suppress his own quirk. He carefully studied the spells that need to cast spell materials.

And high-temperature soldering irons are one of them.

The casting material of this spell is very simple. The recommended witchcraft scroll is some iron beads, or iron blocks, with varying quantity. The operating principle is roughly as follows: by consuming part of the magic power, controlling the electric field around the iron block or the iron beads to heat it, and by changing the force field around it, it accelerates - such a large number of high-temperature soldering irons hitting the enemy at high speed will undoubtedly produce extremely powerful lethality.

"This spell is actually a shotgun on the earth!" Lance picked up a rough iron bead and walked out of the wooden cabin.

He was going to test the true power of this spell.

Who knew that at this moment, he suddenly saw a man walking towards the gate of the cemetery in heavy snow.

"Who?" Lance held the iron bead tightly and walked over quickly in the snow.

It was a petite figure. It looked like a girl. She came to the gate of the cemetery, hesitated for a while, and then shouted loudly:

"Is Mr. Lance here?"

Lance looked at the other party with some surprise. With the help of Hawkeye, he successfully saw the other party's face clearly.

He walked out of the door and said in surprise: "Dora?"

The girl opened her eyes wide in surprise: "How do you know my name?"

Lance's heart was thunderous, and he realized that he had missed his words. The one who fought side by side with Dora and finally killed Batchet was actually the Hooded Man, not Lance himself.

Before he could even lie to himself, the girl suddenly showed a sudden look of enlightenment:

"Oh, I understand, it must be what Sister Alice told you?"

Lance nodded when he made the mistake, and then he felt a little surprised. Why did Alice have something to do with Dora? She came to find herself. Is it related to Alice?

"So, I guess you are Mr. Lance?" Dora blinked playfully: "It's so strong that it's snowing outside, don't you invite me in and sit?"

Lance smiled silently and turned sideways to make an invitation gesture:

"Miss Dora, if you don't care that this is actually a gloomy cemetery... then, please."
Chapter completed!