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Gris twisted his body and adapted to his new form. The strips wrapped around him made him feel like he was bound by his hands and feet, but it had little impact on his actions. The glasses placed in front of his eyes also blurred his vision a little, and it took him a while to get used to it.

The only thing that made him feel satisfied was that after wrapping the cloth strips, the bone joints would no longer creak when he moved.

In a small town ten miles away from the city, Alex ordered his servants to buy a few large cloaks before he set off again. Gris, wrapped in the cloak, completely concealed all the characteristics of being a skeleton. Even if he appeared on the street, it would only attract some attention at most, without panic.

The whole team ran all day and stopped before the sun was about to fall into the horizon. They found a watery open space on the side of the road and set up camp tents.

For such long-distance trips led by teachers, in order to cultivate students' ability, they generally do not stay in hotels. Picnic and camping are the only way to support themselves. For those students who have been in the college for a long time, they can not only learn a lot that cannot be learned in the classroom, but also a fresh and happy journey.

Under the guidance of the teachers, the students cheerfully picked up firewood, camped and made fires. Under the guidance of the teachers, they tried to hunt some small animals for a meal, and the whole camp was filled with joy.

In addition to the carriages that the teachers and students of the academy were riding, there were more than twenty knights. Some of these knights were guards sent by the academy, and the other part was Alex's followers.

As a great magician, Alex himself is a nobleman. Although he only has the title of viscount, he is even more noble than some Counts with barren territory because of his own strength.

With a noble status, strong strength, and a little wealth foundation, most magicians can attract some people to surrender, and these people are called followers.

The more noble the status and the stronger the strength, the more powerful the magicians, they will naturally attract the more powerful warriors. Because of the traits of magicians, most magicians are weak, and they need powerful followers to protect their own safety.

Especially on the battlefield, mages with strong followers can cast spells with peace of mind and exert much greater strength than those solo mages who both cast spells and save their lives.

Followers protect the safety of the mage. The mage provides protection and wealth to the followers. Followers and the mage form a group with consistent interests and complementary interests. As for how many followers can be supported, it depends on the mage's own financial resources. The loyalty of the followers depends on the mage's own personal charm.

Most of the twenty knights in the team were guards from the academy, all of which were the strength of intermediate swordsmen. However, the five knights whose chest armor was marked with Alex's unique family emblem were obviously stronger than other knights, and their every move was exuding an invisible pressure. From the beginning of the academy, they kept guarding the carriage where Alex was located, and the other knights who occasionally accidentally leaned over were blocked by them.

No one cares about such rude behavior. They are Alex's followers and their own duty is to protect Alex's safety.

Alex is not only the head of the First Academy, but also the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Royal Magicians. If this time was not in the name of the exchange meeting, if it were normal, Alex would have to go to other countries with at least five hundred knights and follow dozens of mages.

However, the team's strength this time is not bad. The teachers who led the team were carefully selected by the college, and each must at least have the strength of a senior mage. There are projects for mentors to communicate at the exchange meeting, and if you don't have any strength, you can only show ugly things.

Those students are not vegetarians. Apart from the younger students of Jimmy, who can ignore them, the other teenagers in their twenties are all elites in the school, and almost all have the strength of middle and seniors. Although they have no experience, they may not be much inferior to teachers when casting magic.

In addition, with great magicians like Alex in charge, this team does not have an army of thousands of people, so don't think it can hurt a single hair of their hair.

"Ala Gang, come here." Alex opened the car door and waved out.

Among the knights whose chests were engraved with the Alex family emblem, the leader came over. He was tall and strong, carrying a heavy sword with two palms wide on his back, and his thick armor covered his whole body, revealing only two eyes.

Although he was wearing heavy armor, he was calm, as if he was wearing only ordinary clothes, not dozens of kilograms of armor. Every move showed unfathomable strength.

The upper body penetrated into the car from the door, and Alagang's gaze suddenly froze on Gris.

"This is "it", how did you wrap it like this?" Ala Gang was not surprised by Gris' existence, but instead laughed at Gris's current appearance, and a slight snickering voice came from his helmet.

When Ala first called Gris, he used "it" instead of "he". In the language system of this world, the difference between the two personal pronouns is very obvious. It is obvious that he had known Gris' identity for a long time.

This was Alex's turn to be surprised: "Do you know him?" Alex used "him".

"Of course." Allah said naturally, taking off his helmet while saying that, revealing a large, but full of wind and frost, strong face. He looked at Gris and said, "Dad Miller told us half a year."

"Shebada, that old guy with big mouth in Miller." Alex cursed in anger.

Now Ala stopped following his resignation: "Hey, boss, it's not appropriate for you to scold my dad in front of me."

"Why is it not suitable!" Alex glared at him: "You hit me?"

"At least you'll scold me when I'm leaving." Alah just didn't give up on such a scoundrel boss, and she responded unhappily.

Seeing the two of them making noises, although Gris didn't understand the worldly ways, he could also feel their deep feelings for each other. And Alagang was actually the gatekeeper of the laboratory, the son of Miller's father.

"He is Gris." After a while, Alex was solemn and formally introduced to Alakon, which was to formally bring Gris into his circle.

Gris waved his hand and said hello. Alagang nodded and smiled at him, then turned to Alex and asked, "Boss, aren't you afraid of heat when you wrap Gris like this?"

"Idiot, why are undead creatures afraid of heat?" Alex glared at Allah Gang in anger and said. But then he thought that his understanding of undead creatures came from the works written by a half-baked wizard, and it was not necessarily correct. Thinking of this, he quickly turned to Gris and asked, "Is it hot?"

Gris shook his head, pointed at Allagang, took out the board and wrote: "Armor."

"Armor?" Alex looked at Alakon, looking at Alakon, whose whole body was covered with airtightness, he understood what Gris meant a little.

He signaled to Alagang and asked him to bring his helmet back on, and his whole body was completely wrapped in armor, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

"You mean to use armor instead of cloak for disguise?" Alex asked with a smile and looked at Gris.

Gris nodded.

Alex smiled. The skeleton really didn't know anything, and he didn't even know the common sense of magic.

"This is not possible. Are you not a mage? Do you know why mages cannot wear metal armor? Because metal can isolate elements, and you can't cast spells when wearing armor." Gris' idea was denied.

Gris nodded. Of course he knew that metal can separate elements from each other. He had read all the books in the laboratory, and many of the works mentioned this issue. But there are some metals that do not isolate elements, but will have a gain effect on elements.

Gris wrote on the board: "Essential gold, mitral, star iron, magic iron..."

Every time Alex's eyelids stumbled on the board, it turned out that Gris didn't understand, but he thought further than he thought.

"You...you mean I'm going to use these metals to help you make armor?" Alex asked with difficulty.

Gris nodded. Armors like Alagang are flexible and convenient, and can hide their identities. As long as they are made with these magical metals, they will not affect the casting.

Alex's eyelids twitched and gritted his teeth, asking, "Do you know how expensive these things are?"

Expensive?! Gris had no idea about price in his mind, so of course he wouldn't know how expensive it was.

"I sold me and could just afford the materials needed for a piece of armor!" Alex Gu was not very good at all, and he really shouted at Gris.

This skeleton is so naive that he actually thought of using magic metal to create fake armor? Didn’t he know that these magic metals are expensive and may not be able to buy them if they are rich? If it were cheap, he would have made a set of them, he would have worn them by himself.

"Boss, you look down on yourself too much and you can't afford to sell you." Alla Gang hit him mercilessly.

Gris, who was sprayed with saliva, looked at Alex. Although the skeleton had no expression, his head was as innocent as his posture was.

Alex also realized that Gris had no idea of ​​money at all, so he was so angry that he kept his mouth shut. As for Allah Gang's vicious blow, he ignored it directly.

Indeed, armor made of magic metal will not isolate elements and will not affect spell casting, but no one will ever do this whimsically because magic metal is too expensive.

An ounce of Misin requires at least 10,000 gold coins in the market, and the fine gold is even more expensive, not to mention priceless treasures like Star Iron. They are all priceless and cannot be bought even if they have money.

To create a piece of armor that protects the whole body, it takes at least fifty kilograms of magic metal. In the form of material costs alone, it costs 90 million gold coins. Even a great empire like Frederick would not be able to make so much money by exerting the whole country. That was their taxes for several years.

As for the tens of thousands of handicraft fees, under the horrible base of this material fee, it can be ignored.

Alex's metaphor just now was indeed a bit polite. As Allagang said, he couldn't afford to sell him.

"Go and bring that little guy named Jimmy over." Alex stopped obsessing with this topic and ordered Alex to Ala Gris. Gris was Jimmy's teacher in private. Although Alex sneered at this master-apprentice relationship, he had to at least notify his apprentice to make Gris like this.

When Little Jimmy was just picked up by Alah, she saluted politely in front of the car door and called the principal, but her eyes were staring inside. She was called by the principal for no reason. She must not be appreciated. Little Jimmy still has this self-knowledge. Needless to say, the reason must be related to his cheap teacher.

Since leaving campus, Jimmy has been looking for Gris's traces, but he realized that Gris would not appear in front of everyone casually, so he could only worry. After finally getting some news, how could he be able to hold back?

However, as soon as he got into the carriage, he was stunned when he saw Gris wrapped in a cloak.

"Teacher?" Little Jimmy called out hesitantly.

Gris reached out and groped behind him and took out the writing board. The writing board was specially trimmed by Gris, with an inverted hook. He could hang it on his ribs when he was not in use. Now he wrapped the bones, and the writing board was left with nowhere to hang it. Gris wondered if he would change to another way to bring the writing board.
Chapter completed!