The chaos in the practice field did not last long. The soldiers who were on standby outside the beast clan were far more ferocious than the two wind wolf in the beast clan. They were just wearing hard leather pants, thick steel leather boots wrapped in toes and heels. The heavy leather boots were stepped on the floor in the beast clan. Perhaps because they had been standing for too long, they felt a little bored. The soldiers who had something to do had excited and excited eyes flashed in their eyes, and rushed in from outside the beast clan like hungry wolf. They swung the long-haired hammer in their hands and knocked heavily on the wind wolf's forehead.

Standing in the stands, I could even hear the clear sound of bone cracks.

Of course, the young magician was only a little scared and not hurt at all. This is thanks to my two "ice shields" and his teacher tearing a long-prepared "magic shield" scroll in a critical moment.

The young magician held his shoulders with his hands, and sat in the stands with tears flowing. It was obvious that his inner world had been completely broken by these two wind wolves. Several friends surrounded the young magician and kept whispering to comfort him.

The two cunning wind wolves failed to successfully counterattack. Before they could tear open the tough magic shield, they were stewed with meat by the four soldiers on standby outside the beast clan and rushed back to the narrow wolf den.

After the matter calmed down, a magic scholar came out of the group of magicians. He politely expressed his gratitude to the scholar Yekis and me.

At this time, the reviewers on the practice field began to call the name of Yekis Scholar. All the thoughts of Yekis Scholar were on the bat-skin gloves. If they wanted to test the magic effect of this magic pattern, they naturally had no intention of greeting the magic scholar. They just responded to a few words and hurriedly walked towards the practice field.

The magician in the magic circle looked at Yekis's hurried departure, shrugged helplessly, then walked to his assistant, whispered a few words, and a few words made the young magician assistant's eyes regain the eyes.

Seeing that the young magician assistant's mood gradually stabilized, the magician scholar led the assistants to hurriedly walk along the steps on the side of the stand towards the door. Perhaps because of the failed experiment, the young magicians walked out of the driving range in silence.

Yekis stood on the stage and finally calmed down a little. He looked at the mane beast in the beast railing opposite him, and he was a little hesitant, then looked back at me, but said nothing.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the pair of bat-skin gloves from his magic waist bag. The dark red gloves were covered with black stripes. He put the gloves on his hand, and a gem groove appeared on the back of his right hand. With a "click", the Yekis scholar pressed the shadow-attribute magic crystal into the gem groove.

The shadow-attributed magic crystal contains a large amount of shadow-type magic power. These magic powers surge like waves along the crisscrossing magic patterns on the dark red gloves. The faint black halo makes the magic patterns on the surface of the gloves liven up. A trace of black mist like dyed ink continuously floats outward from the black magic lines on the gloves. The rich aura of shadow elements enveloped Yekis' hands.

The stands of the entire driving range suddenly became quiet, and a young magician on the stage exclaimed softly: "Isn't Shadow Magic a forbidden magic?"

"It's rare and weird." The magician sitting next to him raised his head, looked at the magician assistant lightly, and blamed him.

A strong black mane beast was already standing in the beast clan majestic. It looked around vigilantly, its strong body was tightly pressed against the inside of the beast clan, and a trace of fear was revealed in its eyes. Although this black mane beast looked huge and very strong, if you look closely, you will find that the last trace of wildness in its eyes had been wiped out.

Perhaps it was because it was tamed in the animal pen for many years and formed a certain inertia and dependence. Perhaps it was because it was regarded as a tiny mouse and lived a miserable life. It was damaged by magic all day long, which made the mane beast feel scared. It leaned its body against the innermost side of the animal pen and exposed the thick and thick parts of its body as much as possible.

Yekis turned his head and looked at the reviewers. Seeing that they were all looking at them with concentration, he nodded slightly.

There was almost no sign. The scholar of Yekis was too lazy to raise his hand, but he just chanted a brief spell gently. A dark red hexagram magic circle appeared in front of the scholar of Yekis. A faint black mist rolled continuously from the magic circle. Suddenly, a shrill and harsh scream came from the black mist.

"ah!"

The sound was like the roar of a resentful spirit.

The rolling black mist was like a pot of boiling water, gathering in the range of the hexagram magic circle, and a nearly translucent phantom of a vampire woman rushed out of the mist, sharp fangs appeared under her pale face, and her pale and slender hands were wrapped around her chest, and she rushed to the head of the scholar Jekis and floated in the air.

The vampire phantom mechanically spread his arms, and two blood lines flew out from the vampire phantom, like two dexterous and swift bats, with a blood-red silk thread behind them, implicating the vampire phantom's hands. The two bats transformed from shadow elements rushed directly into the body of the mane beast. The mane beast trembled violently, and suddenly under its round butt, it moved slightly, and instantly a pile of disgusting shit and urine flowed out, and the entire beast clan became stinky.

The mane beast actually gave up its resistance completely and fell limply in the beast clan.

The two blood lines were connected between the vampire phantom and the mane beast, and a trace of red blood was seen, drawn out from the body of the mane beast, flowing upward along the blood line, and flowing into the vampire phantom.

A faint force of life enveloped the scholar of Yekis. Yekis stood in the red hexagram array, his face looked a little flushed. At this moment, he seemed a lot more energetic, and the fatigue on his face faded.

The black-maned beast in the beast clan was trembling all over, lying weakly in the beast clan, twitching all over. He tried to struggle to stand up several times, but he never succeeded. Even the miserable wail was as thin as a mosquito, looking weak. How could there be any more of the aura and dignity of a first-level monster?

At this time, I suddenly found that there was a silence in the stands. Everyone stared at the vampire phantom above the head of the scholar Yekis, and his face showed a look of horror.

It seems that the ‘Vampire Kiss’ can only last a few breaths.

Then, the vampire phantom dissipated in the air and turned into black smoke, blown away by the wind.

Yekis below finally felt relieved, his face was a little weird. Before the reviewers there gave accurate data, he hurried back to the stands and sat down next to me with a calm expression, not caring about the gazes cast by the magic scholars in the stands around him, making himself look no different from before.

Obviously, the magic skill of the "Vampire Kiss" on the bat-skin gloves is beyond our expectations. This is definitely not the momentum that a simple Shadow-type low-level magic skill can produce. Now it seems that this "Vampire Kiss" skill should be a high-level magic level, and it also has the effect of "blood-sucking".

I was amazed in my heart that Yekis's extremely powerful heart and amazing concentration, but I found that the hands of the scholar Yekis hiding under his sleeve were trembling constantly. It turned out that he was also frightened by this skill.

Looking at the paralyzed mane beast in the beast pen, being dragged away by four soldiers like a dead pig, a fishy water stain was left on the quartz slab along the way.

The magician standing in the center of the small magic circle, who evaluated the power of magic skills, paused for a moment before announcing to Yekis: "The power value of the shadow magic skill "Vampire Kiss" on this magic pattern is 1.1, and the life recovery effect brought by spell blood sucking is 0.3."

A few undepressing low shouts came from the stands around. There has always been no shortage of people with vision in the Magic Academy.

Yekis's hand hidden in his sleeve clenched into a fist, hit my shoulder hard, and said excitedly: "Just with this single damage attribute, this magic pattern structure is qualified to become a first-level high-level magic pattern structure!"

Normally, the power of magic skills drawn on the magic scroll will be deteriorated. When drawn on the magic pattern structure, the power will be further damaged. Take the example of "Fireball Technique": the power of the standard "Fireball Technique" is 1, and the power of the "Fireball Technique" magic scroll is about 0.9. The power of the fireball magic skills on the magic pattern structure will never be greater than 0.9.

The shadow magic skill "Vampire Kiss" is obviously not in the category of first-level high-level magic, but the magic pattern carved on the bat-skin gloves releases the power of the shadow magic. In terms of magic power alone, it has reached the category of first-level high-level magic. This can illustrate a problem, that is, this magic pattern-constructed glove with the "blood-sucking" skill is far from being as simple as an ordinary skill engraved in seal...

The first-level magic skill of the Shadow system is actually much more powerful than the magic of "Fireball", which definitely subverts the understanding of shadows by most magicians on the field.

When the scholar Yekis looked at me, he smiled helplessly. Obviously, even he underestimated the magic pattern of this pair of gloves.

Walking out of the driving range, I felt that my back was about to be cooked by those scorching gazes.

This magical magic patterned glove will soon be well known to the Magic Research Institute. There is no way, this circle is so small, and the people here are all crazy people who usually only put themselves in the laboratory for academic research. They are only interested in some things that subvert conventional magic cognition and theories.

The scholar Yekis also unnaturally loosened the collar of the magic robe, and then said in a slightly hoarse voice: "This pair of gloves really makes people feel a little incredible. Maybe they should have a drink!"

Speaking of that tavern, I thought that I should bring a barrel of ten-year-old golden cider to the tavern owner Zhuo Kak. The uncle who likes all kinds of fine wines is probably waiting for my news!

...

"Hey, Zhuokak, what you said that day was not bragging, right?" The hoarse and rough voice echoed in the narrow tavern, as if it rustled the tiles on the roof of the tavern.

The barley wine cup made the wooden tabletop buzzing, and the voice of the tavern owner Zhuo Kak came out of it without any worries: "Don't you goofy! When did I say big talk about wine?"

The scholar Yekis pushed open the wooden door of the tavern and saw the owner of the tavern, Zhuo Kak, leaning against the bar, cursing against a middle-aged man.

Obviously the middle-aged man drank a little too much, his face was full of alcohol, and he asked the tavern owner Zhuo Kake indignantly: "But where is your fucking wine? Where is the high-end golden cider you mentioned? I drank your barley wine and my mouth faded out. Are you afraid that I can't pick up two silver lenses to sell you a glass of cider?"

When the middle-aged man said this, Zhuokak suddenly lost his temper. He could only use a sip of barley wine to hide his embarrassment and ease some of the atmosphere before he said to the middle-aged man: "The young magician who promised to sell me golden cider hasn't come here in the past few days. I think he must be busy with his studies!"

Seeing that Zhuo Kak admitted his defeat, the middle-aged man no longer pursued the victory and laughed: "You old guy, you won't be fooled by a young boy who hasn't graduated from a college yet!"

Zhuokake thrust his neck and said stubbornly: "How is it possible? We signed a magic contract. His teacher, Scholar, is my old patron. They are magician nobles. Please don't try to question a noble. Besides, I, a small tavern owner, have anything to cheat? We decided to pay the money and deliver the goods with one hand. Without getting the wine, my silver sling was still lying in the bag!"

At this time, Yekis and I had already walked behind Zhuokak, but he did not notice our arrival.

The beautiful woman Eve, who was still charming and charming, smiled shyly at Yekis. The style of a mature woman seemed to be very suitable for Yekis' appetite. I saw him squinting his eyes and wished he could get into the plump, fat, heavy and white rabbits on Eve's chest. The front of her skirt was very open, not only revealing the snow-white skin of the collarbone below her neck, but also exaggeratedly exposed outside. Every time she saw her bent over, the pair of water drop-shaped eyes wandered around in her open clothes.

Sometimes, I really don’t understand the hearts of old men. An old diamond man like the Scholar of Yekis is not only a magician, but also has a decent job in a decent department like the Magic Academy. Even if a magician with such conditions is married to a noble lady as his wife, someone will probably rush to send him there. But Yekis is full of all, and there is only a chef maid in the family. I thought he was an old man who pursues singleism.

But in this tavern, I just pretended to be lustful to the woman who was ambiguous with the tavern owner Zhuo Kake, which really made me confused.

The middle-aged man used the strong sense of alcohol to fight with Zhuokak and sat opposite Zhuokak. When Yekis and I walked into the tavern, he had already seen us, but he didn't care much at the beginning. When we walked in, the middle-aged man rubbed his eyes with his hands and saw that we were indeed wearing a magic robe, and the magician's silver badge on his chest immediately weakened halfway.

He barely showed a difficult smirk on his face, and he said to Zhuokak with little confidence: "Well... well, Zhuokak, maybe I'm drinking a little too much, even if I've lost my word after drinking."

The owner of the tavern, Zhuo Kak, suddenly felt frightened when he saw the middle-aged man surrendering. He stretched out his big and thick palm and patted him on the face. Seeing that he had no reaction, he said, "Hey, you guy's alcohol tolerance seems to be much worse today. Since you have drunk too much, hurry up and go home to sleep. Never lie on the bench on the side of the road or next to the trash can, otherwise your shuiling little wife will come out to find you in the middle of the night..."

"...I understand." The middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

"Oh, you're not angry!" After saying that, Zhuokak laughed loudly.

I complained in my heart: This tavern uncle has such a low laugh.

At this time, Yekis was already sitting in front of the bar, staring at Eve with his eyes narrowed, and without saying a word.

On the contrary, Eve poured out a full glass of barley wine in a large wooden barrel, pushed down Jekis, and took out a small plate of dried fish from under the bar, and then asked, "Do you want some barbecue and wheat cakes?"

When the beautiful woman Eve looked over with hot eyes, Yekis turned shyly and lowered her head, not daring to look at her.

"Well, two!" Yekis sat behind Zhuokak and said to Eve dullly.

The woman saw Yekis' honest look, and a charming smile appeared between the corners of her mouth and eyebrows, making Yekis's old face turn slightly red.

I can't help but admire Scholar Yekis. This obviously introverted old man, who dared to have an affair with this woman named Eve in the presence of a man. It was exciting enough.

Although a magician nobleman will not be convicted of seducing a good woman from a civilian family, he will be criticized once it is spread.

However, this is obviously not something I need to consider.

At this time, I must not sit next to Yekis, silly eat barbecue cakes with him, and then drink it slightly, then wipe my mouth... and leave.

So, I inserted between Zhuokake and the middle-aged man, placed the bottle filled with golden wine directly on the bar, and smiled at Zhuokake, the owner of the half-drunk and half-awake room, saying, "Uncle Zhuokake, I'm sending you wine."

Seeing me suddenly appear in front of him, Zhuokake laughed excitedly, pointed at the middle-aged man and said proudly: "I said why did you suddenly admit defeat? It turned out that you saw my partner. Why don't you want to taste a delicious glass of golden cider before leaving?"

The middle-aged man was originally awkward and wanted to slip away on excuses. I understood his mind. He was unwilling to mess with a magician nobleman. In fact, he was thinking too much, and I was not so stingy. Originally, I was too late to say that, and it was reasonable to be criticized by others.

He waved his hands with a floating step, his body shaking a little, and he was about to get off his high chair.

At this time, Zhuokake let out the cork of the bottle of golden cider with a "pop", reached out and grabbed a transparent small glass on the bar, and carefully poured himself a cup. Immediately, the extremely mellow smell with an apple smell came out of the glass.

The middle-aged man smelled the smell of wine, and stopped... his red nose swayed and smelled the fragrance of wine, and couldn't help but say to Zhuokak: "Is it a glass of two silver lenses?"

"That's right..." Zhuokak said confidently.

The middle-aged man moved his Adam's apple and seemed to swallow his saliva. He said hesitantly: "Okay, maybe I should try it, it smells quite fragrant!"
Chapter completed!