Chapter 133: Necromancer
What Larry said was also what Herag thought in his heart.
Only when one's own strength is strong can one deal with everything without relying on external forces.
Two days later.
"Herag Merlin: Strength 6, Agility 7, Constitution 3, Spirit 7, Magic 100%."
Herag completed the meditation of the twelfth star, but his injuries were still not fully recovered, and he needed Bessie's help even to get off the ground.
He counted the space ring, and there were more than 2,300 magic stones in it.
"Since I have decided to leave after becoming a formal wizard, I have to make use of this time before leaving." Herag thought.
The most useful thing about Moonlight Glade for him is various resources and knowledge.
Herag plans to use the magic stones in his hand to exchange for resources and knowledge before leaving.
A lot of knowledge is relatively easy to obtain only within the wizard organization, but it is not so easy to obtain once you go out.
The first thing Herag plans to learn is the knowledge of the dead spirit system, which he knows almost nothing about.
The inheritance of the knowledge of the dead spirit system requires learning from the relevant formal wizards in the Moonlight Forest. It should cost a lot, but Herag can afford it.
Ten days later, in the town.
"How do you feel?" Larry asked.
Herag stretched his muscles and bones: "Basically recovered."
"Well, your physique is very strong, which is an important reason for your fast recovery." Larry nodded.
Herag smiled and said: "Thanks to the potions configured by the teacher, otherwise I guess I will have to lie down for a while."
During this period, Larry specially prepared some potions according to Herag's injuries, which were very effective in recovering his injuries.
"You have to thank Bessie for taking care of you all this time." Larry said after drinking a sip of coffee.
Herag sighed: "I am destined to leave, even if it is your teacher, I probably won't stay for too long."
He is very confident in his promotion speed, and the more resources he needs, the more resources he needs.
At the first-level wizard stage, he can still get the required resources here, but if he is a second-level or even third-level wizard, he is destined to go somewhere else.
Bessie is just a third-class wizard apprentice, and it is impossible for her to follow him everywhere.
Bessie herself has given up her own practice. Her goal is to create a pure-blood wizard family, which cannot be accomplished in a short time.
Herag did not want to be a horse that keeps sowing seeds. His focus is still on improving his own strength.
He thought about the knowledge of the necromancy system, so he asked: "Teacher, do you know which wizard in the woods teaches the knowledge of the necromancy system?"
"The necromancy system? Ms. Moran is very good at the necromancy system. I can help you ask her if she is free recently. However, what do you want to learn the necromancy system for? Learning too much knowledge is easy to be miscellaneous and not refined." Larry reminded.
Herag understood what he meant. It is difficult for ordinary wizard apprentices to take care of multiple knowledge at the same time.
One potion science is enough to consume most of their time and energy. The knowledge of the necromancy system is not simpler than potion science, and it is even more profound and complicated.
"I am preparing for the future. During this period, I will reserve the knowledge I want to learn and digest it slowly later." Herag explained.
Larry thought about it, and once he got out, it would be harder to get this knowledge.
He took out the rune stone and sent a few messages. After a while, he said, "Ms. Moran agreed. The basic knowledge of the necromancy system needs 100 magic stones. If you are willing, you can visit her at Room 6 in Area D this afternoon. She happens to be free."
Area D is not far from here. Herag walked for more than ten minutes after he came out.
He looked for a while along the road sign and saw Room 6 of Ms. Moran.
This house is very different from Larry's. It has only three floors and a small yard outside. There are some bloody-mouthed piranhas in the yard.
The piranhas sensed Herag's approach and all raised their heads to look at Herag, opening their mouths wide and dripping with mucus.
Herag stood at the door of the yard, not knowing whether to go in for a while.
He was not afraid of these piranhas, but was afraid that the piranhas would chew their own shields.
"Come in, these little cuties are just curious about you, they won't bite you." A very pleasant voice came from the house.
Herag looked at the greedy piranha plants and walked in carefully, always paying attention to the movements of the piranha plants.
If the piranha plants attacked, he could still dodge in the first time with his speed.
The piranha plants around him kept their eyes on Herag and watched Herag walk to the door.
Herag knocked on the door: "Ms. Moran, I'm Herag, Larry's student."
"Come in."
The door opened automatically, and a cold wind blew out from inside, and Herag felt a little cool.
He walked into the house and found that the light inside was very dim, with only a few oil lamps lit in several corners of the house.
There was a strong smell of preservatives in the house, mixed with the smell of kerosene, which was quite pungent.
Herag didn't understand why there were kerosene lamps. Nowadays, fluorescent stone is generally used as a light source, and the brightness is very good. Kerosene lamps are too dim.
He looked forward, and there was a square table in front of him, on which was placed a book and a bottle of unknown green drink, which was still bubbling.
Behind the table was a short figure, wearing a black robe, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.
Herag did not dare to detect it easily, and he had to be more careful in front of a formal wizard.
"You want to learn the basic knowledge of the necromancy system?" A pleasant voice came from under the black robe.
Herag nodded and said, "Yes, this is the tuition fee."
He took out a small bag with 100 magic stones in it.
Herag let go of the bag after feeling a suction force, and the small bag automatically floated to the table.
Moran waved his hand hidden under the black robe, and a glass bottle floated in front of Herag.
Herag caught the glass bottle and found that it contained a drink similar to beer.
"This is the basic knowledge of the necromancy system. Drink it, drink it here." Moran emphasized the last few words.
Herag nodded to show that he understood, because he was afraid that he would sell this thing as soon as he went out.
He pulled out the cork from the bottle mouth and smelled it. It really smelled like beer, but the fermentation smell was a little stronger.
Herag raised his head and swallowed it all.
The liquid melted in the mouth, in the true sense, and not a drop of liquid entered the stomach.
Soon, Herag felt his head swell up, and a lot of information entered his mind.
"This is transmitting knowledge."
Herag quickly reacted, controlled his mental power, and accepted the transmission of information.
Half an hour later, Herag found that there was a lot of knowledge related to the necromancy in his mind.
There were some about evil thoughts, some about evil spirits, and some basic common sense and principles about the soul.
"You have mastered the basic knowledge of the necromancy system, and you can learn some basic necromancy spells, hehe." Moran's voice was like a lark, and the last laugh was even more refreshing.