The conversation between Crassus and Amy once again attracted the attention of the guests.
Some old customers had seen Amy attacking Sargeras in the morning. With the resistance of the lava demon, they were almost burned by the small fireball. Now Crassus let Amy go ahead and screamed. If he loses, will it be a little bit too big
"Look at the purple-gold mage staff imprint on his mage robe. If I remember correctly, it seems that only the mage robes dedicated to mages in the Ross Empire have this imprint?" A middle-aged man dressed as a businessman fixed his eyes on Crassus' left shoulder, and said in surprise, there was a purple gold staff the size of a little finger embroidered there.
"Really, is this old magician enshrined by the empire?" The companion at the same table was also a little surprised when he heard the words, and looked at the mark on Crassus' shoulder. This is the highest honor recognized by a human magician. Dare to impersonate casually.
The conversation between the two fell into the ears of the people next to them, and they couldn't help looking at Crassus' shoulders. Although most people had never seen the enshrined mage, they still heard a lot of rumors.
After the death of General Alex, it has been a long time since the Imperial Army had a Griffon Knight capable of slaying a dragon alone. The figure of the magician, they use powerful magic to disperse the evil dragon, protect the peace of one side, and gain the respect and love of the people more and more.
Moreover, the empire enshrines magicians, at least level eight or above, each of whom is of extraordinary strength and has made great military exploits for the empire.
If this white-robed magician is a magician enshrined by the empire, then he is at least a high-level eighth-level magician.
This is the senior who will make most magicians take off their hats and pay tribute, but he has been beaten twice and three times by Amy. From what he just said, this posture is probably because he wants to accept Amy as a disciple, but the little girl Still can't see the way it looks.
"When did it become so difficult for an eighth-level magician to accept an apprentice?" A question flashed in everyone's mind at the same time. If Amy is young and doesn't understand, then Mag can arrange such a diverse and integrated restaurant. The knowledge is definitely not enough to fail to recognize the imprint of the empire's enshrined mage.
But after Crassus showed this intention, Mag still looked calm, not feeling tempted at all. This abnormal performance surprised everyone, and they had some other conjectures about Mag's identity and strength , For example: "Maybe Boss Mai doesn't like that old magician? Is he a stronger magician than this old magician?"
As for Crassus' invitation to Amy, after knowing his identity, everyone felt that there was no suspense.
One is a magician enshrined in the Ross Empire, and the other is the little daughter of the restaurant owner who can shake when she walks. The difference in identity and strength between the two can be said to be a world of difference. Even if Crassus stands there, Amy cannot It can't do him any harm.
"A mage who can defeat a dragon with a fireball technique is not only a mage of level 8, but at least a mage of level 9, or even a mage of level 10." Sargeras thought in his heart. He has a deep memory.
But looking at Amy, Sargeras's expression became a little weird again. Even if you are a tenth-level magician, if you underestimate this little girl's fireball technique, just like him in the morning, you will probably suffer a lot .
Although the fireball was small, its power was not small at all, and its temperature was higher than the flames on his body. At this age, with such a terrifying talent, if he was a magician, he would probably want to take her as his apprentice.
Hearing Crassus's words, Amy suddenly became interested, a little disbelieving: "Grandpa White Beard, are you serious? When I come over with a fireball, you may die."
"Of course it's serious, little girl, don't worry about me even if you try your best. If I can't even stop one of your fireballs, then I can only bully the children." Crassus waved confidently. He waved his hands, but he still felt a little warm in his heart for the little girl's worry.
He was even more delighted to hear that Amy admitted that she knew how to fireball. This shows that even though the blood of the two races is limited, she can still use magic and has a certain degree of plasticity. However, the specific talent needs to be watched closely. Only once will you know.
"I'm just worried that I accidentally burned the chair and table." Amy glanced at the table in front of Crassus with a little worry.
"..." Crassus didn't know what expression to use to express his feelings for a while. He didn't expect that he couldn't even compare with a table and chair. When he was depressed, he could only say helplessly: "It doesn't matter. If it burns, I will Compensation according to the price."
"Well, since you asked sincerely, I have no choice but to throw you a fireball. This kind of request is really annoying." Amy nodded, the expression on her small face seemed to be looking at a Like a naughty child, he put the ugly duckling on the other side of the counter, looked at Crassus and said, "If you can't take it, remember to call it out early."
"This won't happen." Crassus shook his head, with a relaxed expression on his face, which was a bit of a master's demeanor.
"Then I'm here." Amy looked at Crassus and reminded her. She put her little hand in front of her, and with a whimper, a ball of flames sprang up, which suddenly shrank and turned into a small blue-purple fireball, and then just casually Throw it towards Crassus.
"This pure magical power!" Crassus' eyes widened when he watched the flames leaping from Amy's hands. Looking at the shrinking blue-purple flame, the magical power in it was so pure It is clean and unaffected by other elements. Although it is only a small fireball, it has such amazing energy.
Of course, to him, this level of fireball was just a little flame, but he saw infinite possibilities in this flame.
At the age of three or four, without receiving any magic teaching, he actually comprehended the fireball technique by himself, and it was instant, and even knew how to throw the fireball technique. Isn't this kind of talent exactly what he always wanted? Looking for a genius
Moreover, the most important thing is that his favorite is this simple and crude fireball technique. It is hard to say about other spells, but in the magic of fireball technique, he dare to say that his fireball technique is the fastest in the entire Nolan Continent , the most powerful, no one even dares to admit the second.
After all, even if he was facing a giant dragon, he would directly use fireball to greet him, and he could also smash those big guys around. He was the only one on the entire continent who could do that.
After just being dazed for a while, the fireball had already landed on his long beard, caught fire at one point, and rose upwards with a whoosh.
"Oops!" Crassus exclaimed, ignoring what he said just now, got up and ran towards the door with his chin flaming.