The scene of hundreds of frogmen in the whole village kneeling and saluting to her was indeed a little exciting to the little girl who was underage and hadn't seen much of the world. Elina looked at the scene in front of her in a little bewilderment.
"Haku Nama quack!"
The frogmen didn't realize that their behavior troubled Alina very much, and kept yelling in an incomprehensible language while kneeling down.
"What are they talking about?"
Edward couldn't help pulling his legs and asked Guatu, who also wanted to kneel down.
"Respected Lord of Sea Dwelling, we would like to extend our sincere respect to you, thank you for your protection and gifts, allowing us to enjoy the rich sea, we will never forget to be in awe and be with the water." Gua Tuda Tongue translates.
"Why is such a short sentence translated so long?" Goudan smacked his mouth, and he always felt that something was wrong.
"This shows that our Nianpi tribe's language is advanced!" Gua Tuchou said shamelessly: "Young man, I think you have a good understanding, do you want to learn frog language from me?"
Several players shook their heads in unison without any hesitation.
At this time, the frogmen in the distance suddenly became commotion.
"What are they talking about?" Edward asked.
Guatu listened attentively for a moment, and his expression became flustered.
"Dry skin man! Dry skin man rushed down from the mountain!"
Edward and the others looked at each other, knowing that this time the real drama was coming.
Alpert is a magician affiliated with the Valla Imperial Chapter of the Secret Eye Society.
Unlike Edward, who relied on Xi Wei's system to become a mage, he was a native mage in this world.
Although the title of mage seems to be high and out of reach for ordinary people, its mystery is far more than that of so-called nobles, and even many ordinary people think that the status of master mage is higher than that of nobles.
Well, in fact, it is also true. Being able to successfully cross the threshold of an apprentice and become an official spellcaster can obtain the status equivalent to an ordinary baron in almost every country.
But it is even more difficult to go further: in this world full of gods and spirits, the status of a magician is really embarrassing.
It is true that magic is mysterious and has a very high upper limit. If you learn it well, you can imitate the effects of many magic arts, and even use some extraordinary and powerful abilities.
This can be seen from the fact that more than one-third of the current legendary powerhouses are magicians (the remaining two-thirds are priests, and there are almost no fighters).
But that's all.
First of all, the learning of magic is very important to aptitude. If you don't have magic aptitude and you can't feel the mana in the atmosphere, no matter how good your brain is, it's useless.
At the same time, magic is also a profound knowledge. It is difficult to get started without a tutor. Even with a tutor, one lesson and three exercises are just the foundation. Three years of casting spells and five years of meditation are the right way. Experience using magic materials to cast spells and the like, these are the pursuit of the essence of magic, so if you have talent but no brains, it is difficult to save.
This has led to the fact that there will always be a small number of people who can go on the road of magic.
It is worth mentioning that magicians also have their own gods, and that is the most mysterious existence among the seven heavenly fathers, 'Magic Purple'.
This god is different from other gods. It has never recruited believers in the mortal world, nor does it require believers' beliefs, nor has it issued any oracles. Jun.
But compared to the terrifying King of the Underworld, Sorcerer Purple's sense of existence is even lower, and there is no proof of the existence of this god in the lower world: if it weren't for people in other large churches who can communicate with gods to confirm that there is If such a god occupies one of the positions of the seven heavenly fathers, maybe humans will not be able to know its existence.
The current mainstream schools of magic have two conjectures about the existence of this god: one is that the magic purple created the cornerstone of all magic and defined the existence of magic, so as long as there are spellcasters in the world, it will not disappear; The second is that Magic Violet has created a 'magic web' that cannot be observed by human beings. All the magic power in the world is actually his divine power, and those who use its divine power are equivalent to sworn allegiance to it, so as long as The magic is still there, it will not go away.
No matter which one is correct, but there is no doubt that one can change the structure of the entire world with one's own power, and there is no problem with Magic Violet being able to rank as the Seventh Heavenly Father alongside the God of Light and God of War!
Long story short, learning magic requires a lot of knowledge, information, and materials, and these things can be boiled down to one simple and clear factor: money.
It is precisely because of the generous rewards that Alpert chose to join the Varra Empire Branch of the Secret Eye Society, and completed various tasks in exchange for money and some relatively rare materials...
Now he is facing a more troublesome task: to attack the frogman village.
He also participated in the secret eye society's first tentative attack on the frogman village, but he basically didn't do anything in that attack, he was just collecting data on the frogmen.
And according to the intelligence data obtained from that attack, Alpert was ready to wipe out the frogman village in one go.
Originally, he thought that ordinary mudslides would be enough.
The creation of mudslides is also very simple, that is, to cause the cliff to collapse by itself and form mudslides by blasting. This method is simple and practical, and it hardly requires much effort except for selecting the blasting point.
Who made those frogs so confident in this rocky mountain that they built their villages under the cliff
It turned out that there was a strong man in the frogman village who was equivalent to the level of an ordinary church bishop, and he was able to create such a large magic shield to stop the mudslide!
"Tsk, what are you doing, why didn't such a strong guy take action last time!"
Alpert looked anxiously at the Holy Shield of Spiritual Light disappearing below and gritted his teeth. He didn't even realize that his lips were bleeding from being bitten. If he had known that there was an enemy of this level, he would definitely not accept this loss-making deal: " No, if I go back like this, Black Whip will never spare me."
Thinking of that perverted and fierce man, Alpert was a little scared.
"I have no choice but to take out some things from the bottom of the box."
Alpert took out a scroll from his pocket in frustration, and tore it into pieces one after another without even looking at it.
The next moment, several tall figures in black full-body armor riding on horses appeared beside him.
"Damn it, this [Rhine Knights] summoning scroll needs a golden Abby!" Alpert ordered to the tall figures around him with great heartache: "Listen to my order! Go, put you down below!" Kill all life in sight!"
The leader of the Knights of Rein saluted him very stiffly, and then rode a black horse in full armor and rushed down the cliff all the way, and he could vaguely hear someone shouting from below the cliff: "Dry skin man, The Dryskin Man is rushing down from the mountain!"