After asking the old hunter for some tips on getting along with animals, Horn said goodbye and returned to Deer Antler Town.

It was already noon.

He bought two sets of clothes he usually wore and some bread on the commercial street, and bought a can of milk for Xue Dian, put the things into a dimensional bag, and casually found a restaurant to settle for lunch, and then went home.

An ancient key with patina was inserted into the keyhole and turned it gently.

Crunch ~.

The door opened, and the little maid had already gone to work. Horn came to his room door and squatted down to see the small piece of wood stuffed in the crack of the door yesterday still in place. He pushed the door and entered the room, and there was no trace of being searched in the room.

After confirming that no one had come in the room, he took out the Flame Spell Book to study.

Some laymen think that casting spells is to read out spells and use some magic to succeed.

In fact, it is far from that simple. Spell casting involves four elements: magic, elements, mental power, and spells.

The mage uses mental power as lever and magic spells as fulcrum, and uses a small amount of magic power to sway massive elements from the outside world, and finally forms various magic tricks.

Elements are external environments that are not changed by personal will. Magic and mental power are the capital of the mage themselves. These two can only be enhanced by accumulated training or magical equipment, and chanting mantras is a technical job.

The speed of chanting mantras, tone, coherence, etc. are all important. If you want to accurately grasp these factors, you must understand the principle of magic operation and practice continuously to achieve the purpose of practice making perfect.

Horn held the Flame Spell Book and "bitten" until the sun sets westward, and finally figured out the principle of Flame Spell Casting.

He practiced casting with the lightning wand, and several syllable spells ended, and several sparks shot out from the top of the wand.

Failed!

But it is normal, just like a novice who remembers all the driving theory knowledge to drive. It is normal to fail the first time. You can use it proficiently after practicing a few more times.

He practiced twice, and finally, a flame shot out from the top of the staff. He practiced several times again. He had mastered the flame technique skillfully.

Horn looked out the window and the sun was completely set. He first poured some milk for the snow, ate some bread for dinner, and then sat on the bed and closed his eyes and began to meditate.

In his consciousness, many colorful dots appeared in the air. These dots were magic elements from the outside world. The red one was fire element, the blue one was water element, and the yellow one was earth element...

He controlled his mental power to suck the elements around him into his body.

After more than ten minutes, the magic power consumed by practicing casting was full. He continued to absorb elements and continuously expanded the upper limit of his body's magic capacity. In this process, his mental power was also exercised.

Not sure how long it had passed, Horn felt a swelling and pain in his head. His body reached his limit. He stopped meditating and moved his somewhat stiff body.

This is the daily life of most mages, the profound and difficult magical scriptures, and the boring meditation, day after day, year after year.

It is precisely because of the hardships that ordinary people cannot bear that the mage has gained powerful strength beyond ordinary professions.

Crunch ~.

This is the sound of the door opening, and Lina is back.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Horn's door was knocked.

"Come in."

"Brother Horn! You're back!" Lina pushed open the door in surprise, and saw Horn sitting on the bed in the bright moonlight, patting her chest and breathing a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Horn was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Oh, the two drunks we met that night were from the Grey Squirrel. They found the tavern yesterday and came to the house. I saw you didn't come back all night, so I thought..."

Horn suddenly realized that the group of people he saw during the day should be the Grey Squirrel. The thief with thief eyes thought it was the boss of the Grey Squirrel - Phylus Grey Squirrel.

He thought of the big man like an iron tower again. It seemed that this small town gangster was not simple either.

"They didn't make things difficult for you, are they?"

"No, Dad Parker threw them out of the tavern and warned them, I was a little worried about you, you should not go out these days, I heard that the Grey Squirrel had even beaten to death."

Seeing Lina's anxious gestures, Horn felt funny and moved.

What a kind little girl.

"Don't worry, they can't do anything to me."

Woo ~.

Xue Dian, who was lying on the head of the bed, hummed twice.

"What sound?"

"Oh, nothing, a cute little guy," Horn picked up Xuedian and touched its smooth fur.

At first, he was a little worried that the little landlord didn't like raising a "dog", but when he saw the star-burning eyes, he knew that he was thinking too much.

"So cute! Can I hug you?"

"Yes, but be gentle, it's still a baby."

Looking at the little landlord who only had cute things in his eyes, Horn discovered their common hobby and both liked to pet dogs.

After stroking the dog for a while, Lina reluctantly said goodbye and turned around in three steps toward the door.

"Wait," Horn suddenly remembered something, and he called Lina and took out the blowjob and bone needles from the dimensional bag, as well as a small vial of anesthetic.

These were originally props he planned to use to deal with the enemy, but now he has a lightning wand, and his safety is greatly improved. The significance of blowing arrows is not that great, and it is better to give them to the kind Lina.

"This blowing arrow is my spoil. Apply anesthetics to the bone needles to protect you."

Seeing that Lina was a little hesitant, Horn continued: "This blowing does not require much effort and is secretive, and it is powerful and is more suitable for you than an awl."

"Thank you," Lina took the blow and anesthesia and retreated.

Was ~.

Lina closed the door, Horn put the snow spot next to the pillow, pulled the quilt and lay down.

The snow spot hasn't opened its eyes yet, and it is a great time to cultivate feelings, so Horn plans to take it to sleep.

emmm..., don't wet the bed.

After thinking about it, Horn got out of bed and brought the bamboo basket, put the old clothes in the basket, put the snow spot on the old clothes, and then went to bed with peace of mind.

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The next day, Horn spent a whole morning to thoroughly study the detection of toxins. He poured a plate of milk for the snow and decided to go out and eat something.

In the autumn, he stepped on his shadow and walked on the streets of the civilian area. He was going to the Drunkard's House, where the food tasted great.

Horn saw three people leaning against the alley on the street, looking around with nothing, the refugee trio he had cleaned up.

When the three of them saw him, they quickly lowered their heads and left in a hurry.

Horn did not take this little episode to heart and continued to move towards the Drunkard House.

After having a hearty lunch at the Drunkard's House, he returned the same way.

Suddenly, the footsteps of slaloms came from the alley ahead. There were a lot of things, and Horn stopped vigilantly.

The refugee trio walked out of the alley with a dozen aggressive gangsters. The leader of the gangster was one of the two drunks that night.
Chapter completed!