Chapter 2714 Little Warlock

"Your Majesty, the profession of warlock is inherently inherently uncertain."

This question happened to be a professional counterpart, and Qiao Anke had something to say.

"We mages enhance our spellcasting ability through spiritual meditation and continuous learning of new knowledge. Warlocks also need to meditate every day to enhance their concentration at the spiritual level. When they reach a certain level, they can get in touch with the magic net at a deeper level, but not from books. Instead of gaining magical knowledge on the ground, but by constantly exploring the potential of one's own bloodline, or introducing external supernatural forces to strengthen and enrich one's own bloodline pedigree, and then discover new spells from the bloodline."

"Because warlocks have such professional characteristics, even if two warlocks have the same age, talent, and bloodline, due to differences in life experience and personal perception, plus the more important factor of luck, the spells awakened after upgrading are often different. In the end, the achievements that can be achieved will be different.”

"Speaking of Her Highness Vasilisa, her dominant warlock bloodline is mainly of the Gitland sub-giant bloodline. I don't know much about this bloodline. Judging from the spell list of Her Royal Highness, the initial judgment should be biased towards change. The school focuses on self-strengthening and is suitable for melee combat."

"This bloodline sounds pretty good, and the transformation spell can be used to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the paladin profession."

Roland commented.

"Your Majesty, that's what I said, but the world is impermanent, and warlocks can't choose which spells to awaken according to their own wishes. The pedigree of Kirtland's blood may contain many powerful spells, but you let Her Highness Vasilisa develop naturally, Randomly awakening bloodline spells, the result is hard to tell, if you are unlucky and awaken some useless spells, it is not impossible!"

"The number of spells that a warlock can master is much less than that of a mage, and the limited list is also occupied by some garbage spells, so it would be a big loss."

What Joan said was sharp and frank.

The advantages and disadvantages of the profession of warlock are very prominent, and it is natural to understand it, and there is nothing to hide.

"In addition to this uncontrollable factor, the warlock profession also has a greater risk, that is, when using the 'bridge method' to strengthen one's own blood, the greater the difference in species type, the greater the risk of rejection."

"I know this, Dr. Vader, I remember that you once published a paper on strengthening the blood of warlocks. Although I don't quite understand your article, I have reason to believe that you are an expert in this field. Could you please Take the time to guide Vasilisa, lest this child go astray on the path of arcane practice?"

Joan had always liked little princess Vasilisa, and since His Majesty Roland begged for it, and he did have the ability, of course it was his duty to do so.

"Your Majesty, it is my honor."

"Dr. Vader, I would like to thank you on behalf of Vasilisa." His Majesty smiled relievedly, turned to his fiancee and said, "Mira, where did Vasilisa go? Catch her quickly, I will invite her A good teacher!"

"Oh? Dr. Vader... Vasilisa is super mischievous, you have to be mentally prepared to avoid getting sick from her anger." Lyudmila looked at the young mage sympathetically, "If she doesn't If you are obedient, just tell me, and I will clean her up for you, and if you beat her hard, you can manage her for two or three days!"

Joan wiped off the cold sweat when he heard it, and regretted agreeing to His Majesty Roland to be the little princess's tutor, which is obviously not a worry-free job!

Lyudmila threw off a pair of proud slender legs, strode out to arrest the little girl, and after a while of jumping around, successfully carried Vasilisa back to the study.

The little princess was still holding the big apple and was gnawing hard. On the smooth red apple, a circle of tooth marks could be clearly seen.

Qiao An shook her head helplessly, walked up to the little princess, and discussed with her in a friendly voice.

However, as soon as the little princess heard the "needle to draw blood", her eyes widened in horror, her mouth grinned in grievance, and she made a gesture of preparing to cry.

"Your Highness, in order to help you develop your blood talent, blood drawing is an essential part of the 'self-blood enchantment' operation." Joan patiently comforted the little princess, "This matter is not terrible, can you tell me, are you Are you afraid of the pain caused by the needle stick, or simply afraid of the bright red blood?"

"Afraid of blood!" the little princess yelled aggrievedly.

"Really? So are you also afraid of red juice, such as pomegranate juice?" Joan asked her softly.

Vasilisa blinked her eyes, looking a little embarrassed.

"I'm not afraid of red juice...well, I'm actually not afraid of blood either. Last time when I climbed the wall, I fell into a bush and my arm was punctured by a rose, bleeding out. It's salty!"

"Ah? When did you sneak up on the garden wall again? Why didn't I know!" Lyudmila was shocked.

Roland smiled and waved his hand, signaling her not to interrupt.

"This shows that what you are afraid of is not blood, but pain."

"I'm not afraid of pain!"

Vasilisa was still stubborn, and seemed to hold an inexplicable concept - being afraid of blood is no big deal, but admitting that she is afraid of pain would make her not brave enough.

Joan smiled, and then said: "There is a spell, which can temporarily weaken the pain sensation when applied to the body. After the spell is cast, the blood will not feel painful. Do you want to try it?"

Vasilisa's naughty is naughty, but she is actually quite sensible. After observing the expressions of her brother and sister, she knew that this matter would be of great benefit to her. She reluctantly nodded at Joan, rolled up her sleeves, and showed her white With small arms, he turned his head to one side with a sad face, not daring to look directly at the syringe.

Roland winked at Joan first, then smiled and said to the little girl who raised her hand to cover her eyes: "You start counting now, from one to ten, and it will end soon."

"Woo... well, one... two... three... four..."

Joan has blessed Vasilisa with the 2nd-level spell "Pain Deactivation", and has skillfully pricked the needle to draw blood.

Vasilisa had only counted to five when Joann had already pulled out the needle and told her it was all right.

Um? This is the end?

The little princess looked dazed, she wasn't ready yet.

"The blood has been drawn," Qiao An shook the needle at her, and said with a smile, "I told you that it doesn't hurt at all, did I lie to you?"

Vasilisa nodded aggrievedly, it didn't hurt, but she always felt that she had been fooled, and she hadn't counted to ten, why did the little brother get the needle all of a sudden!

Sneak attack on me...a kid under two years old, okay? It's too bad for martial arts!

"Dr. Vader, just now Roland asked Vasilisa to count, I thought you would wait for her to count to ten before giving the needle!" Lyudmila said.

"That's His Majesty helping the Princess relieve her stress, inducing her to turn her attention to the numbers so she won't be too nervous, while I took the opportunity to quickly complete the blood drawing operation." Joan explained.

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