Because the spells derived from the hands of the mage are very effective and can be transformed into any shape they want, the first reaction of these magic apprentices was to make the hands of the mage into a dome shape, or umbrella shape, to block their own eyes. head on.
This did temporarily relieve the dilemma of getting wet from the rain.
But Roland, who was sitting in the stone pavilion, smiled and was not very optimistic about their behavior.
It is true that the mage's hand can change into other shapes, but continuous summoning will consume mana. Even if the consumption is small, it cannot withstand long-term use.
Even Roland, with the same size Mage Hand hanging on for one night, would lose about one-sixth of his mana overnight due to the double mana recovery effect of 'Roland's Enthusiasm'.
Not to mention that these magic apprentices whose blue bar limit is not as high as Roland, and whose level is not as high as Roland.
If they can last three hours, that's great.
What's more, there are thick clouds in the sky now, and it is estimated that it will not stop raining in a short time.
The magic apprentices began to take out dry food from the waterproof tent in the carriage and ate slowly while standing.
Just standing for a while after eating, they felt something was wrong.
Nearly an hour had passed at this point, and all of their blue levels had dropped to about half, and the heavy rain still showed no sign of stopping.
What's more... they are starting to feel a little sleepy.
It is estimated that in another hour or so, their mage hands will disappear, and they will definitely be soaked in the rain by then.
Besides, to take a step back, even if the mage's hand they summoned can last for one night, don't they need to sleep
The ground is wet everywhere. If you don't take a rest at night, it will definitely be quite hard to travel the next day.
All the magic apprentices felt something was wrong.
Jerry is an old man and has far more life experience than other magic apprentices.
He cast his sight into the stone pavilion.
It was very dark on a rainy night, but a bright ball of light hung above the stone pavilion, illuminating the surrounding area as bright as day.
Even if there is the long call of the owl in the rainy night, there is no feeling of terror. Along with the sound of rain, there is only a deep and peaceful silence.
Roland was sitting on a rough stone chair made of mud and stone magic. He sat upright and was in a daze.
In fact, Roland was browsing the forum, but the apprentices, including Andonara, all agreed that Roland was meditating.
Because Roland is in a resting state, his magic power will condense rapidly, which is also a unique effect of meditation.
Jerry looked at the big stone pavilion with fascination.
He was astonished by this miraculous ability to control ordinary magic at his fingertips.
He had never thought that the magic of turning mud into stone could be used in this way. In his impression, this magic could only be used to block the enemy's actions.
In addition, he had no dissatisfaction with Roland's decision to drive them out into the rainy night and let them solve the problem of shelter by themselves.
It can even be said that he felt that by doing this, Roland fully conformed to the methods and manners a magic instructor should have.
Roland is also the most responsible president that Jerry has seen in his more than sixty years of life.
Therefore, Jerry was very, very concerned about this study tour. He did not want to affect the president's opinion of him because of any minor mistakes.
If possible, he hoped that he could study and grow under this young genius magician all his life.
Even though I am over sixty years old.
He looked at Roland with admiring eyes for a while, then turned around, walked to his contemporaries, and whispered: "If this continues, all of us will be caught in the rain. And there is no way to sleep, so we have to do something Something has changed.”
Six people formed a small circle. Weiwei frowned and asked, "How to change it? Our magic power may not last until the rain stops."
"So we have to collaborate, just like we did a few months ago when we were helping people build a dock in Delbon City."
Vivian's eyes lit up: "Do you have a solution?"
Jerry nodded. He dragged out all his thoughts. The eyes of the other five magic apprentices became brighter and brighter.
Finally they separated. Vivian and Domingo first untied the pack horses, drove them aside, and tied the horse ropes to a big tree.
Of course, after seeing this process, the grooms who were resting in the stone pavilion immediately came over to help lead the horses. They were of low status and were employed, so they did not dare to let these young masters finish the work.
After the horses were tied up, Vivian and Domingo used their magic hands to pull the carriages, forming a small circle about four meters in diameter.
After a while, Jerry and the other four people also came back from the surrounding area. They brought back many long branches. The mage grabbed the branches with his hands and all the leaves on the branches fell off. Then the branches were cut one by one by the mage. The hand was placed in front of the carriage and carriage, and it didn't take long to use the carriage to form a simple wooden frame above the head.
Finally, Jerry and others took out the tents of everyone in the carriage, spread them out on the shelves, and pressed down the corners with a few stones.
A simple waterproof tent came out.
The six magic apprentices breathed a sigh of relief as they listened to the continuous patter of raindrops above their heads.
But the matter was not over yet. The six of them started digging into the soil with their mage's hands at the same time, and soon a big hole was dug out by them.
The excavated soil was piled next to the pit and compacted with the hands of a mage to form a circular waterproof earth wall one and a half meters high. In this way, the rainwater flowing on the ground will not flow into the potholes.
They continued to dig down. After digging half a meter deep, the soil finally dried. Then they dug the hole, which was about two meters in diameter, to a depth of one meter, and then took down the dead branches they had prepared earlier. , and threw it into the fire pit in the middle of the pit.
At this time, the other five people's magic power has been almost exhausted, and Jerry still has some left.
He derived the small fireball technique into a jet of muskets, and continued to grill the dead branches. The water vapor in the pile of dead branches was quickly evaporated, and after a burst of thick smoke, it finally burned.
Looking at the blazing fire, feeling the warmth of the flames, dispelling the chill in their bodies, the six magic apprentices stood at the bottom of the dry pit, and listening to the sound of rain falling around them, for some reason, a sense of peace of mind arose spontaneously.
Roland didn't know when he appeared next to the pothole, and a magic shield separated him from the rain. He looked at everyone and smiled: "Well done."
After being praised by Roland, all the magic apprentices were very excited and very happy, like children who were praised by their parents.
Andonara stood next to Roland, holding a blue and transparent umbrella in her hand.
This was made by Roland with the hands of a mage.
Andonara also said with great admiration: "If I had had one or two such smart teammates back then, the life of a mercenary would not be so difficult."
Roland said: "Mages should find ways to use their abilities to create a comfortable environment. I personally believe that mages are born to live a comfortable life."
"What would you do if you were at their level?" Andonara asked curiously.
Roland pointed not far away. There were many big trees here. The bottoms of the trunks were quite thick, and many of them were between one and two meters in diameter.
"I will use the hands of the mage to dig a hole in the tree trunk that can accommodate myself, and then hide in it. It is much easier than digging a big hole."