The Legend of Fatality

Morris overestimated the ethics of the black tower mages, or the ethics of Bai En. Bai En found several people and a sturdy chair, a few linen towels and a bucket full of water. Morris was tied to the chair with his limbs, and then laid flat on the table, only his head was suspended.

He heard that Bai En commanded the slaves to tie him with a chair to the table with rope, then he saw that Bai En covered his face with linen, and after putting on several layers, he felt almost the same. Let the slave take the bucket from Morris fell over his face across the linen.

When the first bucket of water was poured out, Morris trembles with his limbs trembling and frightened by the suffocation caused by the impact of the water flow on his face. He tried to get out of the predicament, but unfortunately, Bai En did too perfect precautions, he had no chance. After the second bucket of water fell, he cried aloud to give up, and over time he begged for mercy, cursed, and begged.

When he found out that Bai En, who was reading a book not far away, completely ignored his reaction, and only directed the slaves to pour water bucket by bucket on his face, Morris thought that the other party was going to kill himself, and such a painful death made He is not just fear, but despair. In despair, he tried to seize any way to make himself alive, he tried to deceive, lie, his true secret. The promise to the torturer, etc., failed to stop the water from constantly washing his face. The rhythm of pouring water allowed him to breathe without dying from drowning, but the pain was not reduced at all.

Despair slowly turned into hatred, he began to hate everything, and hatred did not allow him to persist for too long, when the complete despair hit again. Bai En let the slave stop torture and put him down. He didn't even realize that the sky had entered dusk, and the torture continued for an afternoon.

"It seems that you really have no talent for spells." Bai Enju looked at him condescendingly, and said in a careless tone, as if he were like a stone on the side of the road or an ant at his feet. significance. "You still go home."

Ban's attitude and words, especially the last sentence, deeply hurt Morris' heart. Morris raised his head and looked at Bai Eun with both eyes, raised his arm, extended his right hand, and pointed at Bai Eun with his index finger. While casting a spell with his left hand, he said a spell in his mouth.

Nothing happened, Morris's eyes turned to his fingers, sad feelings flooded his face, and he began to cry in a low voice.

"I really don't have talent ... woo woo."

Bai En waited for a while, and when Morris' crying disappeared, he took out a short wand from his arms and threw it in front of Morris.

"Hold the wand and try again according to the feeling just now." There was no emotion in Bai En's words, but Morris seemed to hear a different voice.

Morris tremblingly took the wand, lifted the wand, and made a casting action with his left hand, chanting the spell. When the spell ended, nothing happened. Morris was there, and he felt that he was about to collapse.

"Come again and release towards me." Bai En's voice rang again.

Morris felt that everything was meaningless. He raised his right hand, pointed the wand at Bane, and made a casting action with his left hand. He chanted a spell in his mouth.

This time, a spark flashed from the top of the wand, forming a small flame, which disappeared with a puff.

Morris looked at the location where the spark disappeared, and couldn't imagine, did he cast the spell himself? Still failed?

"It's okay. It can be done for the first time." Bai En pulled out the wand in Morris's hand, put it in his arms, and took the foot away from Bai En after losing his wand. Morris kicked to the ground.

Looked at Morris with a puzzled face. Bai En had no choice but to explain patiently.

"The magic wand is a medium of spellcasting. You need to find the most suitable items and shapes to cast spells, rather than taking what I give you. The medium of casting depends on your personal style, the type of spell, and even your favorite and familiar weapons. That kind of short magic wand is at most a backup measure for emergency casting after the weapon is lost. "

Morris understood in front, and ignorant in the back. Opened his mouth to accept feeding.

"Well, in simple terms, the mage needs to fight, if I fight you. How do you fight?" Bai En asked.

"Release magic?" Morris couldn't understand Bai En's question at all.

"Nonsense, then you release a magic, I release a magic. After that?"

"Release the second magic?" Morris was already crying. What's the problem?

"Alas, it's a waste. So good, let me assume that we meet, thirty feet apart, you have released a magic, and I have released a magic, the two magics offset. When you release the second While magic, I approached you while casting a spell. When the second magic was released, it was offset again. What should you do? "Bai En patiently explained to the idiot apprentice.

"Ah ... the third magic?"

"After I finished, I stabbed into your neck with a knife." Bai En pulled out his long whip and said in the direction of the sacrificial knife. "Excuse me, what do you do?"

"Uh ... Uh ..." Morris really didn't know how to answer. "Pull away?"

"Ah. It seems that you are really talented." Bai En sighed. "Thirty feet away, the best one is definitely the crossbow. When you are facing an enemy, it is difficult for you to face the enemy's sprint if you want to open the distance, unless the first spell is to open the distance. , It ’s you who ultimately dies. ”

"But not all casters need to fight, you can enter and leave with a lot of guards, and hiding in your magic tower when there is no guards is also quite safe."

"Ah ... I will try my best, Master." Morris also knew that what Bai En said last time was obviously disgusting himself.

Bai En didn't take care of him. After throwing him two books, he let him find a room in the magic tower of Antalatem and live there first. Www.wuxiahere.com

Soon after, the fleet of slave traffickers came to the port of Tutuga. Bai En did not expect that there would be nearly twenty ships coming this time. There seems to be something wrong.

Modra briefly communicated with the captain, and then sailed in the direction of the monsoon. Bai En watched him sail to the south, and the more he felt that something was not right.

Twenty ships load the island's cargo, and most of them are shipped away at once, but they still have to wait for the monsoon to change, so they can only stay on the island. These people also transported some personnel to stay in the port, and at the same time brought many women. Coupled with its own crew and the slaves left on the island to make boat materials, the port of Tatuga has become very lively.

Baien stood on the top of the wizard tower in Antalatem and watched the fire light at night in the harbor below, and understood what was wrong. The slave traders divided the fleet into two. One consisted of a slave trader. The slaves were brought from the southern continent. After that, they were replaced with food, wine slurry, sour and kerosene. The freight fleet from the north was transported back to the empire.

Doing so, he no longer has to run the northern route, focusing only on round trips, using empty ships or only carrying wine slurry and kerosene, these two kinds of goods also have markets in the south. The fleet in the north obviously carried a large amount of imperial goods and transported them to Burtania or Istania. After the goods were sold on the spot, they came directly to return the grain.

The slaves and goblins on the island have no purchasing power. When they have wealth and need to buy imperial goods, the empire can even dump excess products on the island.

But Bai En ca n’t do anything, and ca n’t even refuse. Otherwise, the slave traders whose interests are damaged must sell Bai En to the empire without hesitation. .