Chapter 214 Intermediate Apprentice?

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The venue for the transaction was provided by the auction. Since the middle-aged man had completed the transaction, he opened the door and left after saying hello to Locke.

Locke didn't leave the room in a hurry, but took out one of the Lanling grass and handed it to Bili, "Thank you for your help to me!" Locke looked at Bili with burning eyes.

Whether it's the long sword that Locke is using now, or the cold iron armor and Lanling grass that he bought today, in the final analysis, without Bili, there would never be all of this. No matter who treats him well these years, Locke will keep it in mind. .

"There are no members of our family who practice Dou Qi. If you give me this Lanling Grass, I will be useless." Bili smiled.

"Then you can take it and sell it for money." Locke savagely put the wooden box containing the Lanling grass into Bili's hand.

He didn't believe that a family as big as Bili's family would not have people who practiced vindictiveness.

Seeing that Locke was so formal, Bili hesitated for a while before clenching the wooden box in her hand and said, "Okay, then I'll exchange it for money, but we have to have half of it! Don't refuse!"

When Locke heard this, he nodded speechlessly.

The auction has ended, and Locke has got what he wants. There is no point in staying here any longer, and after being underground for a long time, a knight with a strong physique like Locke feels nothing, but Bili's face is a little pale.

This is not because of any injuries, but only because of lack of light. The weak magician is powerful, and in terms of adaptability to the environment, it is no match for knights of the same level.

After the trade fair, Locke didn't go anywhere else and went straight home.

In the afternoon, Angelina did not return home until late evening.

"Intermediate magic apprentice?" Locke looked at Angelina in surprise.

"Yes, Master Babrina has prepared me." Angelina was a little afraid to look at Locke.

The grandfather of Babrina, the uncle of Angelina, the stern old lady in Locke's eyes, had met twice in the magician branch of the Imperial College.

A strong man at the level of a formal magician, and the first formal magician that Locke has known so far.

Now that the master has prepared Angelina, then Angelina's promotion to a middle-level apprentice is a sure thing.

A mid-level apprentice under the age of 20? With this potential alone, Angelina is enough to prove that she can be promoted to a high-level apprentice in the future. Therefore, Angelina can go to the holy tower she has always longed for.

"When?" Locke asked in a low voice.

"Two months later." Angelina gave an accurate date. Her master had already promoted a low-level apprentice, all the required materials were prepared, and all the auxiliary drugs had minimal side effects. Angelina this time Promotion, there are all benefits and no harm.

"I see." Locke replied.

He already had a hunch that Angelina would be separated from him for a long time after becoming a middle-level apprentice. As for when he would meet again, Locke didn't ask, and Angelina didn't say.

On the second day, Locke, who had just returned from Lite Prairie for less than a week, embarked on the journey of completing the trial mission again.

In the mountain stone forest in the eastern Zeke Province, in the outer corner, there are frightened birds everywhere.

"Munich Giant Owl?" Locke clutched the wound on his arm, held a long sword, and stepped forward to give a black two-meter-long giant bird beast with a flat, strange head to make up for the sword.

The long sword slashed across the Munich giant owl's head until its neck was slashed to pieces. The beast didn't move again, and it seemed that it was completely dead.

At this time, Locke's body was injured more than half, and there were scratches and scratches everywhere. The wound on his arm was the deepest, with a gap of nearly four centimeters. The bones inside Locke's arm could already be seen.

This cold iron armor did not block the Munich giant owl's counterattack before he died. Locke's inner armor only protected Locke's body, and his limbs were not within the scope of protection.

"After all, it's a monster with a bounty of 1,200 gold moles. Ahem, it's a bit powerful." Locke clutched his arm and coughed out two drops of blood.

The strength of this Munich giant owl is also at the top of the intermediate level of monsters. It is the kind of powerful monsters that may break through to the advanced level of monsters. In the task hall, few knights will choose to accept this task.

Even high-level knights, under normal circumstances, would hate to meet such flying monsters with decent strength.

And Locke came to kill this monster with a mere middle-level attendant, the reason is nothing more than to improve himself.

If this arm cannot be rescued by a light, water or plant magician in time, it is very likely to have great sequelae, and it is also possible that it will be destroyed directly.

He took out a wooden box from the space ring, opened the lid, and revealed five small blood-red particles.

Although it is only the size of a grain of rice, there is a very strong blood around it, which is not much worse than the bloody smell of the Munich Giant Owl who just died.

This is blood essence, which is divided into blood essence weighing one gram by Locke.

Taking out one of them and swallowing it directly, Locke immediately covered the box. If it is exposed to the air for too long, the effect of blood essence will be greatly reduced.

This kind of blood essence, which is used for the breakthrough of ordinary middle-level knights, is also surprisingly effective in healing wounds. Not long after Locke swallowed the blood essence, his whole body was already flushed, and the hematopoietic mechanism in the spinal cord seemed to be lifted in an instant.

increased several times.

Countless blood rolled in and flowed out from Locke's wound, but soon, the blood slowly turned into blood scabs and solidified.

Locke, who was seriously injured just now, had healed most of the wounds on his body in a short period of time.

The injury on his arm was the most serious, because he was desperately pecked by the beast in order to drag the Munich giant owl who was trying to escape.

With the help of blood essence, the four-centimeter-deep wound was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. After only a few minutes, Locke was able to simply stretch his arm.

Locke, who had almost recovered, did not stay in this place for much longer. The movement of their battles, the bloody smell of the death of the Munich giant owl, and the powerful blood produced by the blood essence, all provoke powerful monsters nearby that may have talent.

After hurriedly packing up the spoils, Locke took out the map in the space ring.

"Next stop, the thornfish at Barna Falls?" Locke murmured.

Cloaked in a hood, covering his figure and blocking the bursts of blood emanating from Locke's body at this time, Locke ran out of the stone forest, where there was a carriage where he stayed.

During the run, Locke could clearly feel that the blood energy tumbling in his body, the slowly rising Dou Qi vortex, and the power of blood essence were exerting.

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