After listening to what the cavalry leader Rupert said, Zhao Xu was noncommittal.
He just continued to stare at the cavalry in front of him, and said nothing more. He just smoothed the top sphere of the super magic scepter in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.
As for the few lucky ones among the cavalry who were successfully exempted from the spell, they did not dare to come forward rashly after seeing this situation.
They, who licked blood from the edge of their swords, had heard many horrific legends about mages.
For example, a thief who doesn't like it is permanently transformed into a "mouse" and discarded in the sewer, never to see the light of day again.
There was even a thunderbolt summoned by the mages, which struck him directly, leaving his whole body charred and death-like.
Zheng Xinyun and Eliton also followed him out of the carriage and looked at the trapped people together.
Another cavalry group further away reluctantly crawled out of the smelly clouds.
They were vomiting and vomiting while looking at this side in fear. However, the aftereffects of the spell still caused their stomachs to spasm, and they had no extra energy to do anything else.
Even the tragic situation of everyone made Mrs. Betty's guards who were originally coming to the rescue horrified. Even though they were also wearing hard armor, they couldn't help but touch their stomachs, as if they were feeling the same.
When Mrs. Betty saw the original battlefield situation, it was instantly reversed by Zhao Xu's two spells.
How could she, who runs magic scrolls at the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce, not understand the power of the man in front of her who was wearing a white robe and a very simple black cloak.
It is not an exaggeration to say that turning one's hands makes clouds and turning one's hands makes rain.
Because for ordinary third-level magicians, it is impossible for the difficulty of saving spells to reach such an exaggerated level, and most of the cavalry present will fall down.
This means that this seemingly ordinary spell caster's own spell saving difficulty exceeds the average level.
Either the opponent's "intelligence" is extraordinary and can make the spell more complex.
Either the opponent uses a higher level spell slot, or there is enough expertise support to increase the difficulty.
This leads to a more terrifying guess - this spellcaster is not just a third-level person.
Three-ring mages or three-ring priests are not uncommon things at all for Mystra, a country of magic and the place where the goddess of magic came into being.
But for ordinary chambers of commerce like them, they are already close to the ceiling they can reach.
Many chambers of commerce are even willing to be enslaved by the mage family, in part because they want to cultivate one or two mages who can serve as facades among their outstanding descendants.
As for pastors, they are servants of God, and they are not something they dare to imagine or comment on.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Webster, who was only six or seven years old at this time, looked at his mother, Mrs. Betty, and shook her finger.
"No, child, you have to close your eyes next." Mrs. Betty just smiled tenderly at her youngest son, while gently covering his eyes with her hands.
At this time, she gently held the expensive fur coat on her body, walked towards Zhao Xu with her youngest son Shi Shiran, and performed standard etiquette towards him.
Zhao Xu immediately realized that this was the bow made by the goddess's believer when meeting the goddess' priest, and he directly pulled Zheng Xinyun aside and nodded.
But Zheng Xinyun, who had only been exposed to this aspect on the first day of logging into the game, now acted meticulously and even responded with a more standard etiquette.
The vast majority of the residents of Mystra worship the goddess of magic, Sisylvina. It is not surprising that Mrs. Betty is a coincidence.
At this time, the sky in the dark forest of Frost Dew Town began to fall, and it slowly fell on everyone's robes and cloaks.
This small forest land was also covered with light snow, lightly dyed with frosty white.
Zheng Xinyun's neck lightly touched the falling snowflakes. The cold touch made her shiver. She curled up into the sacrificial robe a little, and a ball of hot breath came out of her mouth.
"Hello, shepherd of the goddess in the human world, thank you for your help to our orphans and widows just now." Mrs. Betty bowed towards Zhao Xu again to express her gratitude.
Her voice is soft and sweet, and there is no trace of time at all. It is impossible to imagine that she is the mother of a seven-year-old child just by listening to her voice.
But this time, Zhao Xu, who represented the goddess's priest, accepted it calmly.
Just now, it is not an exaggeration to say that he saved Mrs. Betty and her son.
Zhao Xu, who had no aspirations in his heart, deserved such a gift.
At this moment, Mrs. Betty slowly raised her head. During the process of raising her head, her expression changed several times.
Because she noticed that the sacrificial robe Zhao Xu was wearing, although it did not appear to have any markings or marks, seemed to be the same as the trainee female priest next to her.
However, as a member of the Chamber of Commerce and had participated in the family's cloth dyeing business, she relied on this close observation to immediately judge that the sacrificial robe Zhao Xu was wearing was a "sacrificial robe" worn only by high-level clergymen of the Goddess Church. ", it can be regarded as casual clothes.
If there are no large-scale religious ceremony gatherings, even if the Pope wears this kind of sacrificial robe, there will be no incongruity.
But what made Mrs. Betty's face change was that after she confirmed the other party's identity, she immediately thought of the "Spider Web Technique", "Stinky Cloud Technique",
They are essentially arcane spells and cannot be cast by an ordinary priest who uses divine spells.
Mrs. Betty has been working hard in Mystra for more than ten years, so naturally she will not make a fuss and question the other party about why the mage is still wearing the robe of a clergyman.
As a believer of the goddess, she is somewhat aware of the power of the goddess priest.
Some of the goddess's priests are able to cast limited arcane spells, but these people are all deeply favored by the goddess.
So even though Mrs. Betty has been practicing this for more than ten years and has accumulated a lot of wealth, she can't help but get excited at this time.
She realized that the first and most difficult hurdle for her to get to know a big shot was just passed invisibly.
At this moment, the cavalrymen around him also crawled out vaguely without Zhao Xu making a killing move immediately.
However, even though they were wearing gleaming and powerful Mingguang armor, even if they were noble cavalry who had to bow down when encountering civilians, they still did not dare to move at this time.
Compared to the players, Arthur's natives know better how to beg a mage for mercy.
Especially this mysterious spellcaster used two spells to prove the gap between them and him.
The reputation that Mystra's mage has accumulated over the years also makes Zhao Xu completely mysterious in the eyes of everyone.
Even after the cavalry regained their freedom, they no longer dared to attack him rashly or escape.
"My lord." Rupert, the cavalry leader, interrupted immediately as he saw the mysterious mage walking into the pursuit of Mrs. Betty.
His face changed drastically, and then he shouted: "Sir, we will never dare to offend you when you reveal your identity as a mage."
In fact, Rupert also wanted to cry out for injustice at this time. There are portals connecting Mystra to the surrounding towns. More advanced mages can either go through the portal directly, or cast spells to teleport without channels.
There was no one who deliberately wasted several hours on the road. Even the carriage the other party was riding in was an ordinary carriage rented by the inn, without any special marks from the wealthy Mystra family or even the association.
That's why he mistakenly thought that the other party was just a foreigner with no connections.
It's just that this spellcaster is not wearing the unique robes that mages wear to express their identity. Mainly because of the arrogance of Mystra's mage, after Rupert questioned him at that time, he would directly mock him or even scold him angrily.
How could he be delayed until he launched a charge? The opponent looked like an Earth player who was not used to the noble status of a mage.
"Sir, I hope you will let us go for Mr. Quirrell's sake?"
Zhao Xu naturally didn't recognize Mr. Quirrell.
If he was busy getting to know these cats and dogs every day, there would be no need to upgrade.
Basically, Zhao Xu also looked at the key giants of Mystra and their own surnames.
What he didn't remember was that he could afford to offend.
"Mr. Quirrell is a butler of Fenn, one of the top 100 mage families in Mystra." At this time, Eliton leaned forward to remind Zhao Xu.
Finn
The name Zhao Xu was immediately forgotten.
"What are you going to do with these people who want to kill you?" Zhao Xu turned directly to look at Mrs. Betty beside him, as if he didn't care at all about the resistance of the cavalry leader Rupert.
However, Mrs. Betty, who originally looked calm and had been covering her youngest son's eyes to prevent him from seeing the blood, couldn't help but tighten the blush on her cheeks after hearing the name "Quillo".
Zhao Xu, who noticed this, couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Sure enough, compared to the players' straight-forward experience of fighting monsters, there were too many twists and turns in Mystra's middle- and high-level circles.
It seems that the eldest son of Abel, Harry, who currently controls the Redbud Chamber of Commerce, has a good trick. He has actually taken refuge with a more key figure and directly asked Mrs. Betty to take advantage of him.
"Dear goddess priest, may I make a presumptuous request to you?" Mrs. Betty took a deep breath and said to Zhao Xu.
I almost had a heatstroke during the third training session, so the next chapter will be late.
(End of chapter)