Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

Chapter 613: Broken Dagger Mercenary Group

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Ryan squinted his eyes and tasted Vivian's craftsmanship carefully, while Vivian pursed her lips and watched Ryan eat the food she baked for him piece by piece. When Ryan wiped it with satisfaction He stretched his hands and then asked with a smile: "How are you doing?"

"Very good." Ryan said in an admiring tone: "If you can eat such delicious food every day, it will be a rare enjoyment."

Vivian's face froze obviously after hearing these words, but she took a closer look at Ryan's expression and found that his face did not contain much meaning. It seemed that he just said it casually. So Vivian did not continue this topic, but talked about the leather armor she designed: "Hey, Fabia, what do you think I should do to design this leather armor."

"Ha, you have to ask yourself this, because it's you who makes it and wears it." Ryan said a little strangely: "Why are you asking me?"

"Ah, don't you magicians need to have any special restrictions when making magic items?" Vivian also said in a strange tone: "I remember seeing a magician make it before. It cost Not to mention a lot of time, there are very strict restrictions on materials, finished products, etc., and the final long sword looks different from ordinary weapons. It is said that it is because of the need to accommodate the magic circle."

Ryan laughed dumbly. The situation Vivian mentioned does exist, and it is quite common. Because the producer lacks magical power, he can only sacrifice the effect of the finished product to accommodate himself, but for a true master Generally speaking, at the very least, it will be tailored to the characteristics of the user, so that its work can adapt to the user to the maximum extent, rather than asking the user to change itself to adapt to its own work. This should probably be the minimum standard of the master. Bar,

Ryan thought about the words and explained to Vivian: "You don't have to worry too much about this. You just need to design the style that suits you best. As for how to add magic to it to the maximum extent, that's what I have to worry about. The thing is, haha, you can't make a battle ax for a warrior who is good at using long swords, and then let him change his martial arts characteristics and practice new skills."

"Oh, this is really great. Thank you, Fabia." Vivian jumped up excitedly. Ryan's words made her completely throw away her worries of the past few days. Now Vivian can You can safely design your favorite style. Apart from anything else, being able to wear the armor you designed is a very comfortable and satisfying thing for a woman.

"Hey, someone is coming." Ryan's heart suddenly moved. The magic trap he had set nearby was triggered by someone. The subtle magic fluctuations immediately aroused his alert. After receiving Ryan's reminder, Vivian, although He was still sitting on the ground, but he was already holding the sword and shield tightly in his hands.

Footsteps and voices came from a distance, and the sounds became louder and louder. After a while, about seven or eight mercenaries appeared in front of Ryan and the others in a loose formation. Vivian only When she saw the mercenary walking at the front, her expression changed. She lowered her voice and said in Ryan's ear: "Be careful, it's the notorious Broken Dagger mercenary group."

Before Ryan could react, he heard the man headed by the group of mercenaries shout loudly: "Ah, you are really lucky to meet your colleagues here. Hey, aren't you Vivian? I haven't seen you for many days. You are beautiful again, and you must be in a good mood to see your springy face."

"Humph, it turns out it's you, Sentinel." There was no good color on Vivian's face, she just said coldly: "As you said, I am in a good mood, but I am not in a good mood after seeing you. ”

"Haha, Vivian, you really know how to joke. Well, since we are destined to meet, can we rest together." The leading mercenary, the man Vivian called "Sentinel" He looked about forty years old, with a peaceful expression on his face. He was not affected by Vivian's words at all. Instead, he said: "Don't worry, we are just borrowing this place. We can bring our own supplies." .”

Vivian really didn't want Sentinel's Broken Dagger mercenary group to camp here, but the opponent's number was larger than hers, and it was obvious that no matter how she expressed her position, this Sentinel, known as the "Cunning Fox" Nell would not listen to him. Even before he expressed his position, two people from the Broken Dagger Mercenary Group walked directly to the opposite side of Vivian's camp and started to get busy. Vivian looked at Ryan helplessly. He glanced at him and whispered to him: "Be careful tonight. I'll talk to you in detail later."

After reminding Ryan, Vivian said loudly: "It's up to you, you don't care what others think anyway, but I want to remind you that my companion Fabia is a powerful magician , he killed a manticore alone a few days ago."

"The Manticore." Sentinel's eyes suddenly turned greedy, but they returned to their original state in an instant. He smiled at Ryan and said in a flattering tone: "That's really amazing. , Magician Fabia, right? Seeing that you are only twenty-six or seventeen years old, you can actually defeat a level 7 monster by yourself. It’s really admirable. Okay, I won’t disturb you two from resting. It’s time, we’ve been busy all day and haven’t eaten yet.”

After Sentinel said these words, he immediately turned his head and said to his men: "Move quickly and rest early after eating. We have to travel tomorrow."

Ryan looked at Sentinel and his entourage as they were busy minding their own business. He didn't quite agree with what Vivian had just said. It would be better if you didn't say it. By saying this, it doesn't mean telling others that I have good things here. Things, hurry up and grab them. Seeing the Sentinel pretending to be nonchalant, Ryan knew that this guy was already planning on how to do it, because on the surface he didn't seem to take these things to heart. , but why do his eyes glance over from time to time, and as soon as he sees his eyes falling on them, he immediately turns his eyes back like a thief, and then pretends to be nonchalant,

"Hey, how about we travel all night." Vivian's words rang in Ryan's ears: "This Broken Dagger mercenary group has a very bad reputation. They often attack mercenary groups that are not as powerful as themselves, especially when After finding out that certain high-value bounty missions have been accepted, they will follow the mercenary group that takes over the mission. After they successfully hunt the prey, they will launch a sneak attack, so that they can pick it up without much effort. Big bargain."

"It's not necessary." Ryan smiled. He didn't turn his head. He still maintained his original posture and said to Vivian: "You have worked hard these days. Go to bed early. I will keep vigil alone tonight." That’s it.”

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"Why, you can't trust me." Ryan then turned his face to Vivian and said to her with a half-smile expression: "Are you afraid that I will bully you, or are you afraid that they will bully me? .”

"I'm going to die, Fabia, how dare you tease me." Vivian was ashamed and angry after hearing what Ryan said. She stretched out her hand and twisted it under Ryan's arm, but the force was not very strong, and Ryan was watching. After seeing Vivian's actions, he was shocked. Only then did he realize that he didn't seem to regard her as an outsider when he was with Vivian recently. This was not a good thing, so he quickly He adjusted his expression and said in a more serious tone: "Okay, you can rest assured and leave it to me tonight."

Vivian was very unaccustomed to Ryan's expression changing so quickly, but she still nodded obediently, took out a blanket from her backpack, wrapped it around herself, and then leaned on the trunk of a big tree. and fell asleep,

Ryan looked at Vivian's sleeping posture and her steadily rising and falling chest, and a desire to protect her suddenly emerged in his heart. Ryan shook his head slightly, wondering if the life experience of this female warrior moved him. So much so that I sympathized with her very much. It was because of the scene where Catherine defeated Luke in front of me 3 years ago that I endured all the time. This is why I desperately hope to find someone to protect her well to prove that I have the power to protect her. Ability and strength to protect the companions around you,

"Alas." Ryan sighed softly. He looked up and stared at the stars in the sky, seeming to be slowly immersed in the exploration of the stars.

I don't know how long it took, but Ryan suddenly spoke: "It must have taken you more than ten minutes to walk these twenty steps. Even a turtle can crawl faster than you."

About ten meters away from Ryan, the eight mercenaries of the Broken Dagger Mercenary Group headed by Sentinel quietly surrounded them in a semicircle formation, but Ryan's timing of speaking was very good. , if he could speak earlier, these people would be far away, and it would be easy to hide their figures with the help of trees and night. It was not like Ryan was playing a "hide and seek" game with them, and if Ryan had spoken later, maybe they would have Approaching Ryan, he has already started to take action.

Sentinel stood there awkwardly. They were now about ten meters away from Ryan. This distance was obviously too far to hit Ryan with his weapons, but if he wanted to disperse, he would have to turn around and walk for a long time. The distance, whether moving forward or retreating, gives the young magician in front of him time to release his magic. Maybe this magician cannot kill everyone on his side, but whoever moves first, the magic will definitely hit him first. on the head,

Suddenly, the whole atmosphere became very strange. A group of mercenaries who obviously wanted to seek wealth and death stood motionless after surrounding the target, while the man who became the target was full of expressions. His face was relaxed, as if he was not surrounded by enemies who could kill him at any time, but by a group of scarecrows used to drive away sparrows.