Chapter 577

Logan is a high-level fighter, and Haakon also has 8 fighter levels. The father and son have rich fighting experience, and they have also blessed the magic that protects the snow monster from paralyzing sight - "Shivering Gaze" in advance, so they can deal with it confidently. The three-headed snow monster is not a big problem.

Although Slude taunted Joan in various ways, he still stayed by his side, holding the magic crystal shotgun tightly in both hands, guarding against the snow monster's surprise attack.

Joan quickly observed the relative positions of the snow monsters, opened the spell-casting material package, and took out a piece of mica and a ball of spider silk.

Slude caught a glimpse of his movement out of the corner of his eye, with a hint of surprise on his face: "Are you also an arcane spellcaster?"

Joan nodded slightly, and quickly made a spell-casting gesture.

"Ungwé!"

Qiao An chanted the activation spell of "Spider Web Technique", and pointed at the area where the snow monsters gathered. The magic web threads distributed there were kinked with each other, and a huge spider web appeared out of thin air, and the three snow monsters flying close to the ground The monsters are all shrouded and tightly entangled.

"Anar!"

After crushing the piece of mica in his hand, Joan immediately used the second spell.

The three snow monsters caught in the spider web were still struggling, and a large cloud of glowing dust suddenly exploded in front of their eyes, instantly blinding their eyes, and they all covered their faces and wailed, crying unceasingly.

Joan hadn't eaten for a day and a night. Due to pain, hunger, cold and fatigue, his body was extremely weak. After casting two second-ring spells in a row, he was so tired that he broke into a sweat and gasped violently.

"Are you... all right?" Slude couldn't help but look down at his face.

"I'm fine..." Joan panted heavily, resisting the dizziness caused by exhaustion, forced a smile on her delicate and pale face, and reminded Slude weakly: "The snow monster is trapped by a spider web." , the eye was also stabbed by the flash dust, temporarily unable to use that paralyzing staring attack...you hurry up and kill those three monsters."

"I don't need you to tell me what to do!"

Slude turned around, raised his gun, aimed at the snow monster trapped in the spider web and fired continuously. With her marksmanship, it is not too easy to hit such a live target within a hundred feet, the gun hits the vital point.

Logan and Haakon were a little stunned when they first saw the snow monster covered in spider webs, but they soon came back to their senses, and they also picked up the magic crystal shotgun and fired at the snow monster, assisting Slude to shoot all three snow monsters kill.

After killing the snow monster, Haakon returned to Joan with a shotgun, and asked excitedly, "Little brother, are you a mage or a warlock?"

"Mage."

"What about the grade?"

"Only level four." Joan replied a little embarrassed.

"That's amazing, how old are you! Thirteen years old? Slude, look at my brother Qiao An, who is four years younger than you, but his spellcasting ability is not inferior to yours!"

"So what? At least I won't be so weak that I'll break my own leg!"

Slude snorted coldly, and turned his head to ignore his brother's provocation.

Joan's eyes wandered between the two brothers and sisters, and she didn't quite understand their gunpowder-like way of getting along.

Haakon saw his worries, and explained with a smile: "Don't worry, Slude and I have been fighting and teasing each other since we were young, and we've been used to it for a long time. It's not really a fight, and occasionally we can joke too much." Boss, my sister won't hold grudges either... Uh, probably not?"

Seeing his guilty and terrified expression, Joan couldn't help laughing, and suddenly remembered something, and asked Haakon, "Mr. Volsunger, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Don't be so polite! Just call me Haakon, if you have something to say, just say it!"

"Please help me collect some snow monster hair." Joan pulled out the "Electric Blade" and handed it to Haakon.

Haakon took the "Electric Light Blade", and his eyes could not help but shine: "Brother, your dagger is not bad! Where did you get the enchanted weapon?"

"I made it myself." Joan thought for a while, and then said, "Take it if you like it, as a thank you for saving your life."

"How can I do that!" Haakon hurriedly returned the dagger, and said with a smile, "Heal your injury first, and if you have time later, how about enchanting my saber?"

"It is possible, but I don't have enough magic crystals on hand as enchanting materials."

"You don't have to worry about that, I'll make the magic crystal myself!" Haakon rubbed his hands excitedly, "It's unbelievable that you have mastered the technique of making enchanted weapons at such a young age, it's amazing!"

"I guess this little brother is either from a well-known school, or from a family background." Logan held a knife in his left hand and a large handful of white hair in his right hand, and walked over to Joan with a smile, "Here, the snow you want Strange hair."

"Thank you, uncle." Joan gratefully took the snow monster's hair and carefully put it into the spell-casting material package. Remembering Logan's words just now, he raised his head and told the father and son: "I used to study in the arcane department of Leiden College, Robert Master Rawls is my mentor."

"It turns out that he is a disciple of the 'Father of the Scarecrow'. No wonder he is so powerful at such a young age." Uncle Logan stroked his beard with a sudden expression on his face.

Haakon didn't care about Joan's apprenticeship, but he was very interested in his collection of snow monster hair, and asked him curiously: "Brother Joan, what do you want the snow monster hair for?"

"It's so stupid! What's the point? The mage collects the hair of humanoid creatures, and of course keeps it as the material for the 'transformation' spell."

Slude said without looking back.

Haakon looked back at his sister's back, and snickered: "Brother Joan, look how funny this guy Slude is, he pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on our chat, but he still pretended to be dismissive, woman Oh woman, always being so inconsistent... Ouch, it hurts!"

The snowball flying from behind hit Haakon's head and burst into pieces of snowflakes.

"This is the punishment for speaking ill of me behind my back!"

The "Iron Rose of Shizhu Town" had a pretty face sullen, held up the snowball in his hands, and made a threatening gesture, which scared Hakon to run away with his head in his arms, and dared not speak back.

Logan Walsunger was worried that the bloody smell from the snow monster's corpse would attract more snow monsters and even other beasts entrenched nearby, so he picked up Joan, turned around and walked down the hillside.

Seeing his father leaving, Haakon and Slude quickly chased after him, and returned to the mountain road where the caravan was located not long after.

Joan glanced over Logan's shoulders and looked at the Asa knights serving as caravan guards, and found that their clothes were very different from those of the Kandy family, and their accents were also significantly different.

It can be seen that although the Volsong tribe and the Algonquin tribe belong to the Asa tribe, they have formed two different customs and traditions over time due to the influence of the different living environments in the north and the south.

Of course, although there are differences between the Asa tribes in the north and the south, there are also many commonalities.

For example, both the Volsung tribe and the Algonquin tribe worship Kord, the "god of strength and athletics". Everyone in the tribe has a strong martial spirit, regardless of gender. Compulsory courses are all known in the New World as "Asa Hunting Horse".

However, the level of hunter equipment of the Volsong tribe seems to be better than that of the Algonquin tribe. The 20 Asa hunters accompanying the caravan are all carrying magic crystal shotguns on their backs. Such a large-scale skill is rare in the south one sight!

Joan guessed that this was mainly because the magic industry in the Midgard region was far more developed than the agricultural regions in the south, and it was easier for locals to manufacture and purchase technologically advanced firearms.