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Annan sneered.
joke.
You may not believe it, even I myself don't know who I am.
But Annan knew how to answer this question: "I am Don Juan Geraint, nothing more."
"That's it?"
Salvatore looked at him suspiciously.
"I am nothing but myself—since my father's ability cannot save my life, then I naturally have no obligation to continue walking according to his arrangement."
Annan glanced at the direction in which the militiamen left, and replied calmly and calmly: "So, why don't you invite me in for some breakfast?"
This is the information he got when he entered the copy for the first time.
What he said to Salvatore was naturally true.
But who said... the truth can't mislead people
Hearing Annan's words, Salvatore looked at him again in surprise.
Most of his vague hostility towards Annan finally dissipated.
"It seems that you have indeed grown up."
He sighed in a low voice, turned around and walked towards the manor.
Annan followed closely behind.
The manor of the young mayor is not considered large, it is the size of a small or medium-sized villa. I am afraid that the floor area of the first floor is only more than 100 square meters.
But the decoration inside is quite tasteful. After entering the back room, Annan immediately noticed glass bottles containing colorful liquids placed in half-open wooden cabinets.
What surprised Annan the most was that there was even a white air-conditioning in the wooden cabinet.
It's almost like wine refrigerated in a wine cabinet.
"Are you interested in this?"
Noticing Annan's gaze, Salvatore raised the corner of his mouth and snorted proudly: "This is the pre-transformation agent I prepared for the teacher. You can't use it."
"Pre-transforming agent?"
"Yes, you are not an official wizard of Zedi Black Tower. The teacher probably didn't teach you the knowledge of the transformation school, right? I don't know if the teacher told you why...the reason is the pre-transformation agent."
Salvatore explained: "The fundamental technology of our transformation school is to change the shape of the curse, so as to overcome the limit of the 'quantity' that we can accommodate, and use the curse flowing out of ourselves as an introduction to control the curse in nature. More curses.
"But the disadvantage is that the transformation school always needs a transformation process, so that it can continue to use the small to borrow the big to form leverage. Once the cycle is interrupted, it has to start all over again."
I understand, it's a broken cycle.
Annan nodded, expressing his understanding.
Transformation school, it seems that once the skill cycle is broken, it will lose tons of output...
Annan didn't like this much.
"Personally, I can complete a complete cycle starting from any beginning within three hours without assistance, and the teacher's shortest is thirty-five minutes. If you need to use the spell supported by the last curse, then you need If the conversion time is too long, the final consumption of mana will be astonishingly large... The significance of the pre-transformation agent is to allow us to start the cycle from any node."
The young mayor sighed: "Teacher, he doesn't have a pre-transformation agent with him, and the practical spells behind the curse can't be used, which will be very inconvenient. For example, 'wide-area detection of hostility', 'group void restraint', 'wide-area disintegrating energy' or something..."
... In fact, if your teacher could really use "wide area detection of hostility", maybe he wouldn't have died.
Annan was silent for a while, but still didn't say anything.
Salvatore asked curiously: "Speaking of which, what school of spells did the teacher teach you? I may have books here, and I can teach you a few."
Hearing that Annan stretched out his right hand, the palm of his palm turned blue-black in an instant, and then returned to its normal color.
"Cold contact... the disability school. You are quite proficient in using it."
Salvatore sighed: "It seems that the teacher can't teach you too much. I'm not very good at the spells of the Disabling School, and I can only teach you to the bronze level at most."
"...Senior Salvatore, what school of spells does the teacher know?"
Annan's heart moved, and he asked sincerely and modestly: "He hasn't answered me directly on this question."
This is still an ambiguous truth.
However, Salvatore also did not realize that something was wrong.
Seeing that Annan's attitude was so good, his mood improved a lot: "Normal, you are asking me the right question. The teacher's other students may not know as much as I do.
"The teacher is best at the spells of the transformation school. Because he took the oath of forbidden spells when he advanced to the silver level, the teacher's four-line spells of incapacity, edict, destruction, and prophet cannot be used. You can only use The remaining four series of spells are 'soul capture', 'transformation', 'shaping', and 'idol'. Among them, only transformation and shaping are close to the golden level.
"So he definitely can't teach you anything... If you have any questions, he can only let you read the book."
After Salvatore finished speaking, he sighed: "It's not because the teacher is indifferent to you, but because he really can't teach you. After all, what kind of school talent do you have, and it cannot be distorted by personal will. For you who are not advanced It is better to learn what you can learn as an apprentice."
Hearing this, Annan was taken aback.
Salvatore's words exposed some deeper facts.
He must have heard some rumors about "Don Juan", that's why he treated him so coldly at the beginning. He also knew that Don Juan learned magic from Benjamin, but he didn't know about Don Juan's school.
But now it seems... As Benjamin's student, he doesn't even know if Don Juan has entered the class
Could it be that the fact that Don Juan is a wizard is actually kept secret from the outside world
So why does Don Juan — before going to a banquet — put on his ring
If Annan understood correctly, these extraordinary people would not be able to exert their extraordinary power if they left their cursed bearers.
Conversely, since Don Juan Geraint took the initiative to put on the ring. It means that he intends to use extraordinary power...
If this hadn't happened, who was he going to use it on
"Can you see that I'm not advanced?"
While thinking about it, Annan didn't show any reaction on his face, but smiled gently: "Didn't you see the silver ring on my hand?"
"I was indeed taken aback at first glance. Such a strong curse... It's really thanks to your body that you can bear it."
Salvatore glanced at Annan, and said bluntly: "But if you want to scare away the assassins, I suggest you buy a new spell and put it on—this is obviously a women's ring. Are you blind? Or, did you steal your mother's ring and put it on?"
"You said so. It is indeed a relic."
The smile on Annan's face faded slightly.
Hearing this, Salvatore was also taken aback.
"… Feel sorry."
"It's okay, you're being polite."
Annan replied sincerely.
It's not my mother anyway.
The atmosphere was a little stiff for a moment. In order to break the deadlock, Salvatore was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his voice and said, "How long have you been studying spells? How about I preside over the progression for you?"
"... Are you okay?"
Although he didn't know what the content of the ceremony was, in order to maintain his persona as a young male god who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, Annan still looked cold, and by the way quietly ignored the first half of the problem that easily exposed himself.
"As long as your level is high enough, I'm sure it's fine! It's not that I haven't taught my juniors! It's definitely fine!"
Salvatore became furious, and went straight into the back room: "Don't go, wait a little bit—"
... Grass, I'm a little panicked when you say that.
Annan's scalp went numb all of a sudden.
And he also realized that it was okay to fool those militiamen before. But once in contact with someone with equal status, he immediately found that he dared not answer anything.
There is still a problem with too little information... I still have to find a book as soon as possible.
At least add some common sense.
At the beginning, he planned to borrow Don Juan's identity, just to gain access to more information—the identity of an ordinary person, it must be difficult to investigate the family and political issues of neighboring countries, or even the highest level of the enemy country. And if he changed to Don Juan's identity, at least reading would be much more convenient.
It doesn't matter if you reveal your secrets, if it's a big deal, just run away.
Anyway, the identity of Don Juan Geraint was just a human skin mask temporarily applied by Annan. If the conditions are right, he can also be someone else at any time.
Even becoming Annan himself... is just a role-playing of Annan.
This is the role-playing scene in the role-playing game—
"Actually, you really don't need to panic, Don Juan."
Fortunately, Salvatore didn't bring out any mysterious device.
He just took a pot of brewed black tea and two teacups, and walked over to pour Annan a cup: "Have you seen Priest Louis.
"Do you know why such a powerful priest like him also comes to a remote place like Frozen Water Port?"
"Why?"
Annan's heart moved, he held the teacup and asked in a low voice.