C6 An elemental fairy's calamity

The children of Outt Town had no chance to see magic, let alone such high-level fire magic. They did not know whether or not the magic of Michaelis was of high rank, but they were filled with curiosity and admiration for this novelty, the most magical of all magic. The children were surprised by the sudden use of magic, even though there was a terrifying mage inside the ghost castle outside the town. However, in the eyes of the children, with long dark green hair and eyes, wearing a tall black pointed hat, always holding a string of skeletons in her hand, it was a witch.

Seemingly due to the interference of outsiders, the fire elemental spirits disappeared one after another. The only thing left was a fire lotus which was in the left hand of Mies.

"Brother Mises, Uncle Adler of the Blacksmith Shop is in trouble. Your magic can help him." Delhi leaps forward and takes his hand.

Each time he learned a new skill, the children were more excited than he was and wanted to drag him around to show off, as if they were learning something for themselves. It was no wonder that these children, whom he had always been friendly to, had often brought interesting little things when they came back from hunting in the mountains. And if they had money, they would buy them some gadgets.

Hearing the children mention Adler, he remembered that he and his master, the old mercenary Berrywin, had troubled the blacksmith's uncle quite a bit. If it weren't for this warm-hearted uncle, they wouldn't have been able to make weapons and arrows there on credit. The children said he needed help and he had to go.

The smithy was next door to the Mayor's house, and Adler was fuming at his son as the children escorted him into the smithy. "What do you want me to say to you? How many times have I told you that the fire must be big, must be big, and the temperature cannot be lowered.

"Uncle Adler, what happened? Why don't I help you?"

It must be that Uncle Adler's son was distracted again today. Every time a girl from the former village passed by the blacksmith's shop, the guy would be stunned. After sleepwalking for a long time, one of Adler's ironworks would be in trouble. People in the village joked about America as a blacksmith's killer, except for poor Adler, who was still in the dark.

"It's Mi Si. You've never used a fire to forge an iron weapon before, how could you help me?" Besides, these things are ruined, and it will take a long time for the temperature of my fire to rise. Forget it, forget it. "

Adler shook his lion's head, his short curly brown hair and beard quivering, and his mouth opened wide to reveal yellow teeth that had been smoking for years.

"Big brother Mies knows fire magic. Moreover, his fire magic is extremely powerful. He'll definitely be able to help you."

Derry stuck out his little head behind him, shook himself, and called out, "Hey, Uncle Adler, you don't know how amazing Brother Michaelis is. We saw him use magic just now, and countless fireballs surrounded him. Even your water tank can be lit, much less your blacksmith's furnace. Is that right? Kelly, go ahead. "

All the children nodded their heads vigorously, proving that Delhi was right.

"Aiya!" "Wow, you learned magic?" Adler looked at him in surprise. "When did this happen?" "Since when did you learn magic? Which mage did you learn magic from? Aiyaya, in the future, there will be a mage in our town."

"Just now, the witch Katyusa gave me a piece of parchment with fire magic inside. I don't know why I learned it so quickly. Furthermore, I can call upon the fire elemental spirits. " With a triumphant gesture, he stroked his unshaven and smooth chin.

"Let me try, Uncle Adler. Maybe I can help you."

Adler nodded hesitantly. "Well, those things are useless anyway. However, the temperature of the fire must be higher. The higher the temperature, the better.

The man nodded and began to chant in a low voice. He was chanting a complicated incantation in a low voice. If Katyusha were here and saw the speed of his chanting, she would definitely feel dizzy. The incantations that contained the ancient language of the Limia, the ancient language of the Elves, and some incomprehensible syllables were chanted out without stuttering, like a cheerful stream.

Soon, a palm-sized fire lotus appeared in the palm of his left hand. He continued to chant, and in the blink of an eye, the fire lotus was the size of a human head.

"Go!" With a thought, he sent the fire lotus flying into the furnace. The already dying fire immediately began to blaze.

"Praise you, Great Farr! "The supreme glory is yours …"

Everyone present didn't know what he was mumbling about. However, the fire was even brighter and seemed to be filled with vitality. The temperature of the fire in the blacksmith shop was rapidly increasing.

Adler looked at the blacksmith's furnace in surprise, and then looked at Michaels. His face was filled with respect and admiration. Regardless of whether it was in the Kadri continent or the other continents, mages were all extremely respected existences. Each mage was the most valuable genius of their respective continents. All the empires rushed over, hoping to recruit a few mages to the palace.

Mages had long been the most popular talent, and mid-level mages were even more respected and revered than the nobles. As for advanced mages, they were existences that the various empires were fighting to recruit. The status of magicians was extraordinary, and they were not controlled by the nobles or the monarchs. They were the nobles of the aristocracy, the elites of talent.

Every year, countless people wanted to learn magic. There were a lot of people who wanted to become magic apprentices, and very few people could put on a mage robe. Adler's big mouth was crooked from laughing all the way down to his ears. He felt that he had finally gotten a return on his investment for a long time.

It's been over a year, and this boy and his master, Berrywin, have taken so much from me on credit!" Who would have thought that this kid would actually learn magic, moreover looking very high class, then he could at least become a Primary Mage. According to the boy, he had only looked at a piece of parchment belonging to that witch, Katyusa, and had quickly learnt such advanced magic. Although I don't know how high the level of this spell is, but I've seen a basic level mage who has been learning this spell for several years, yet was still unable to release this kind of magic. If this speed were to increase, this kid, Muse, could quickly become a low-level magus, or even a third-level magus. Wouldn't that mean that I have a neighbor who owes me a lot of favors? The benefits wouldn't be small!

Adler hadn't thought about it before, though, because he felt sorry for them in part. One of them was an orphan who knew nothing, and the other was a handicapped veteran mercenary. So he just turned a blind eye and let them take credit.

But now that he had learned magic, Adler was beginning to hope that he would be able to reap some rewards. After all, magi were talents recruited at high prices by all empires and nobles.

The temperature of the fire created by the magic was truly powerful. Under the effect of the fire lotus that was released by Mies, the fire took a few hours to melt. In just a few minutes, the equipment on top of the fire turned red. Adler was overjoyed. He swung the hammer.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the fire elemental spirits beside him had become irritable and uncontrollable. They ran around him at an uncontrollable speed, chirping away noisily. These fire elemental spirits turned from a fiery red to an orange color, instantly breaking free from his restraints and throwing themselves into the furnace. The fire, which had been dancing merrily under the incantation of Mies, suddenly grew several times larger. It was like a wild horse that had just lost its grip, and it began to gallop around inside the fire. Adler, who was hammering with his sledgehammer, was shocked by the sudden change. He took a few steps back in fear and looked at the man in shock.

"What's wrong? The fire is ready. Please stop it."

At this moment, the children also felt that something was wrong. The timid Kelly had long since run out of the courtyard. Even Derry, the bravest of them all, held on to the doorsill. His feet were already outside the door, and only half of his head was exposed.

The fire lotuses became even more violent, and there were even some small fire lotuses jumping out of their bodies. His body trembled slightly as he tried his best to control the fire elemental spirits. However, these naughty fellows were becoming increasingly manic, as if they didn't listen to him at all. They didn't want to follow his commands. He could even feel that a small portion of these fire elves were laughing at him and cursing him.

I beg you, Michaels, to stop singing.

Adler turned pale with fright. Although he didn't know why, he knew that the magic fire had lost its control. He saw that he was suddenly unable to control the flames. He rushed over and grabbed him, shaking him. He had thought that the flames were out of control due to the chanting of the Elementalists, but he had been wrong. It wasn't that the Elementalists were out of control, it was just that the Elementalists had long since stopped chanting and were desperately trying to communicate with the fire elves in hopes of giving them the order.

He didn't understand why the fire elemental spirit, who had been so intimate with him by the lake, was so impetuous. It refused to communicate with him or accept his command. He tried his best to communicate with the fire elemental spirits, hoping to calm them down.

"Boom!" An accident occurred at this moment. All of the unrestrained fire elemental spirits ran out of the furnace and soared into the air before exploding. With a loud boom, the blacksmith shop was immediately filled with black smoke. It was unknown how many iron grade equipment had been knocked off their shelves and scattered in all directions.

He pushed Adler's shoulder down. The two of them had just squatted down when they heard the sound of wind above their heads. Suddenly, a loud sound came from behind them.

"You bunch of brats, what are you doing here?" Now, Adler, what are you doing? "Cough, cough …" From outside came the voice of the mayor's father, Solo.

As the smoke cleared, he turned his head to look at the door, only to see Solo give a loud cry and leap out. Puzzled, he turned around and bumped into a face that was as black as ink and filled with emotion. He screamed and backed away, and the face screamed too, its mouth twisted in yellow teeth to the base of its ears, and the face shot out. A pot hanging on the wall suddenly shook and smashed into the head of the dark face, causing the poor fellow to faint without even making a sound.

As he leaned on the rickety table behind him, he took a closer look at the bearded, curly face. It was now half burned, but he could tell it was Adler. Just as he was wondering why Adler had become like this, Mayor Solo's old face, which was like the bark of a dead tree, appeared again against the door frame.

"Mies!" Saul let out a furious roar. He glared at him and clenched his fists tightly.

He didn't know that he had a face as black as Adler's, and he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake. Under the furious roar and the tiger's covetous gaze, he jumped out of the open window of the smithy like a rabbit. He knew that his magic had caused another disaster.

As he busied himself with this matter, he turned around and saw that the blacksmith shop was still burning. Even the Solo family was in trouble. Some of the metal tools flew up to the roof and smashed into the tiles on the roof, causing them to flutter about. A few sparks flew up to the pile of grass in front of the Solo's house, forming sparks that could set a prairie ablaze. For a moment, the blacksmith shop and the Solo's house were filled with thick smoke and raging flames.

A fat woman ran out from Solo's house like a huge water tank. "She wore a plaid apron, and her hands were still glued with white flour. She had a pair of large, protruding golden fish eyes as she looked sorrowfully at her house and the pile of grass.

"I'm going to die! Which bastard did this? Adler, Soro, you two bastards, come out!" Solo's wife, Melina, brandished her fat hands and bellowed.

His face was twisted and his mouth was agape. His face was as bitter as that of Huang Lian. "Oh my god! We've stirred up a huge trouble this time!"

From the smoldering smithy, an old face, charred and blackened with smoke, appeared. Solo half dragged Adler out of the smithy. The townspeople nearby all hurried over with buckets of water to put out the fire. A bucket of cold water was poured on the unconscious Adler and Soro, who had just come out of the water. The two of them felt like they were drowning in cold water.

Smoke, smoke, and cold water dripped down from the old face that resembled the bark of a withered tree, making it look like a large flowery cat. After being splashed with cold water, Adler slowly woke up and took a look at his smithy.

"Wow …" Adler burst into tears. This blacksmith shop was one of his many years of hard work, and there was also Soros' share in it. Now that his fire magic had been destroyed, his heart ached to death. Lying on the wet ground, Adler was beating the floor with all his might.

"Damn you, you bastard. Don't let me catch you, or I'll tear you apart, you little bastard." "Wuu wuu … My blacksmith shop …"

"What are you still standing there for? Someone has already gone to save the fire! Hurry up and capture that little bastard Mimi!" Melina pointed her fat and strong finger at the man, who was still staring at her.

Solo and Adler caught sight of him, and their eyes glinted like hungry wolves on a lamb.

A chill ran down his spine, and he suddenly came to his senses. He jumped up high and leaped out like a rabbit. He knew that if he was caught by Solo and Adler this time, he would not be able to get anything good out of it. These two people were determined to tear him to shreds. Even though he didn't train any dou qi, his escaping speed was top-notch. His master, Borric, had laughed at him, saying that he didn't need to worry about defeating others or encountering magical beasts, because with his ability to escape, he could definitely be ranked in the top ten of the Kadri Continent.

The corners of his mouth quivered. The last time he'd practiced illumination magic, he'd startled Mayor Solo's horse by being unable to control the brightness of the light bulb. As a result, while the horses were grazing, he kicked the fodder trough and pressed Soros, who was feeding the horses, under the fodder trough, onto the bed for a whole week.

The blacksmith he had helped this time was the one who had destroyed the blacksmith's shop, the one that Adler and Solo had invested in together, and had taken Solo's home with them. If he didn't run now, he wouldn't be able to afford to sell himself. He did not even dare to return home. In any case, there was nothing in that empty house, so he ran for his life towards the exit of the village.

He thought to himself, "I can't go back to the town for the time being. Since I promised the witch Katyusa to catch monsters to pay for the debt, I might as well walk around and try my luck." "Anyway, the things I should have brought with me are in my interspatial ring, so I might as well go into the mountains. If I can catch two monsters, I can give them back as compensation."

Solo and Adler, and some of the townspeople, were behind them, shoveling hoes and shouting as they chased after him. However, it was just as Berryn had said. His ability to flee was one of the top ten abilities in the entire Kadri Continent. Like a rabbit being chased by a pack of hungry wolves, he soon disappeared into the dense forest of the Ott Mountains. Solo, Adler, and the townspeople could only sigh and stop in their tracks when they saw the running Mezus, who was faster than a rabbit, enter the forest.

Hiding behind a tree, he watched as the crowd dispersed. He let out a long breath. He sat on the grass and looked at his hands. Until now, he still couldn't understand why those fire elves would suddenly become so violent and uncontrollable when they went against him.

He didn't understand that his current magical level was only two hundred and fifty yuan. He had never entered any magic academy, nor had he received any guidance from his master. He had only relied on his innate fire constitution and his innate magic talent. With his current magic level and rank, he was unable to control the fire elemental spirits. Fire Elemental Fairy shouldn't be called out to a blacksmith to start a fire.

Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, these five major basic magic series all had their own Elemental Fairies. These Elemental Fairies all had intelligence and temper. Elemental spirits weren't something that could be called out easily. It was a pity that the 250 year old fake Mage, Mi Si, didn't know about this. His casual summoning of the Fire Elemental Fairy had caused the Fire Elemental Fairy to be unhappy. Furthermore, with his current magic level, he had no control over the Fire Elemental Fairy.

Due to his ignorance, the Fire Elemental Fairy taught him a lesson, implicating poor Adler and Solo. He felt that it had nothing to do with him. He was only doing it out of kindness. It was all because of those mischievous fire elemental spirits that refused to listen to his commands, causing such trouble.

His master, the old mercenary Borric, had said that he was going out to find out more news about his departure and that he would never return. Right now, he was just leaving as soon as he said he would.

"Ai, if only I could run into the Jade Serpent Demon Scorpion at the Ao De Mountain, I wouldn't have to run so far away. "Right now, the road to the mountain, especially the path to Mount Moulin, is sealed. It will not be easy to reach it." It was a pity that he hadn't discovered anything after walking for a long time. However, there were a few damnable snakes that had caused him to lose his excitement.

"I'd rather go to the Infernal domain forest. Even if I can't find the Jade Serpent Scorpion, I can catch a few other magical beasts to compensate Adler's smithy."

Rubbing his chin, he thought to himself. Instead of wandering around like this, he felt it would be better to take a risk in the forest of the Infernal domain. If he had the money, he wouldn't be afraid to go back to town and see Solo and Adler.

The Ott Mountains were not very high, a small hill on the outskirts of the Howling Mountains. The Ott Forest and the southern foothills of the Ott Mountains were connected, but there were no trees left at the junction. The Ott Forest was the road to the Morley Mountains, but it had recently been cut down and sealed off by the soldiers of the Cindy Empire and the Kedley Empire, creating a thin strip of land about a hundred meters wide between the mountains and the forest.

From behind a large rock at the foot of the hill, he watched the cordon. If Cindy or the Kedley soldiers found him, they might kill him as a spy. The blockade was not as tight as he had expected, but it was still early, and he could not break through it openly. He could try to get through it when it was dark.