Chapter 383 Cheating

"Hahaha, where did the little orc come from?

It's quite cute. "

In the main stand, a handsome young man wearing a gorgeous robe touched his knees and laughed.

"This is the first time I have seen such an ingenious method of seduction. Do you think she is really stupid, or is she just pretending to be stupid?"

Bartosh, the vice president of the Pine Valley City Mage Association who was accompanying him, said with a flattering look:

“I guess it’s just an act.

The lifespan of a rabbit orc is inherently short, and he can't be more than seventeen years old by this appearance.

The twenty-year-old orc high priest, even if he has been favored and blessed by an ancestor in the Temple of Beasts, his talent is definitely not bad.

There is no way he can't compete with these mage apprentices, so he must be pretending. "

Archmage Hampton, who came here on behalf of the president of the Mages Association, retorted:

“Since you are deliberately pretending to be stupid to attract the Duke’s attention.

So why do we need to cast high-level magic instantly?

Even you and I can't do it so easily and instantly. "

"That's the genius of her, Hampton.

Curiosity leads to a desire to explore.

Look, aren't you very curious about her now? "

Dimit Rodriguez, whose hands were full of magic rings, and whose accessories and clothing were all top-level magic equipment, smiled and nodded.

"The Vice President's analysis makes sense."

"You are ridiculous."

As the discussion in the stands of the mage assembly became louder and louder, the spicy rabbit head who realized it in hindsight also stopped what he was doing.

Of course, there is a reason why this and her magic are all stuck in CD.

"Master, these NPCs are ganging up to bully your lovely apprentice!"

Mala Tutou, who was the first to complain, used the player chat system to initiate a private chat with Kun in the stands in front of everyone present.

"What do you want?"

"I want to win!

I told all these NPCs who laughed at me to shut up.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully rabbits into poverty! "

"You are quite ambitious.

But no matter how ambitious we are, we still have to recognize the reality clearly.

Food, let’s practice more.

Other than cheating, I really can't think of a way for you to win. "

Spicy Rabbit Tou quickly replied:

"Then just cheat, I don't care anyway."

Kun:……

Hey, hey, does he have anything to say?

At first it was just a matter of losing face, but now the problem has risen to the level of teacher ethics.

Give me some face, you bastard.

"If you want me to help you cheat, there's no way."

Spicy Rabbit Tou replied aggrievedly:

"Yesterday, I saw you playing with those two broken stones for a long time. Look at the size of the one they rewarded.

Originally, I wanted to exchange the rewards into pine essence stones and give them to my most beloved master.

It seems that there is no hope, so forget it. "

“Then again, this isn’t really cheating.

It can only be regarded as a little on-the-spot guidance from the master to his apprentice. "

‘Ding~, the player [Spicy Hotpot] applies for temporary control of the character [Spicy Rabbit Head].

Agree or refuse? ’

The spicy rabbit's eyes widened, temporary control of the game character?

After playing it for so long, she didn't even know that this game even had this generation of fighting functions.

No hesitation in clicking ‘Agree’.

Everything in front of me suddenly blurred, as if I was looking at everything from God's perspective.

I can no longer control my body, but I can clearly feel everything in my body.

The relaxation or tightening of muscles, the flow of magic elements, etc.

This feeling was very similar to the state when she was invaded by the clone of the Dark Moon Goddess in the Temple of the Sun.

Her will is still there, but she can no longer control her body.

Later, Kun told her that in fact, she still had the primary ownership of the body, but the clone of the Dark Moon Goddess was too powerful, directly blocking her perception and connection with the body.

As long as her will is strong enough, it is still possible to break through this blockade.

Then she asked a second question, when will she be able to cultivate her will to such a level that no one can block it?

This guy actually said to her not to have any wishful thinking!

What the hell is this answer?

It's better not to answer.

Every day, he roundaboutly said that she was stupid and asked her to recite magic books one after another.

That book is so heavy and thick that it can be used as a pillow.

This time she wanted to see how he would do when faced with these troublesome hummingbirds.

A fertility mage should, probably, not be able to play water magic, right?

I saw that 'I' first summoned more than thirty water balls, slowly rotating around the center like stars over the moon.

She knew this, it was a continuous water ball, a second-level attack magic that could summon a dozen large water balls to hit the enemy.

Giving the enemy a cold bath will have a very low probability of causing him to die from a cold or fever.

There was no way, low-level water magic was already known for its low attack power, not to mention she was a priest.

But she remembered that this magic would be thrown out immediately after being released.

Hovering in the air? How is this done?

Mala Tutou carefully observed the flow of magic in her body, and found that the magic in her body was more active and flowed more slowly than when she released her skills.

Then 'himself' snapped his fingers again.

All the water balls trembled violently, became smaller and smaller, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Is this a failure in magic release?"

"The disadvantage of instantaneous magic is that while the casting speed is increased, the magic structure becomes extremely unstable.

If you are not careful, the casting will fail and backfire on yourself."

"I think it should be out of magic power. After this bombardment, even the strongest wizard will be exhausted."

"Eh? Have you noticed that the speed of the bee-feather bird seems to have slowed down?"

"Really, but isn't the bee-feather bird a magical beast that is said to be able to fly at high speed for three days and three nights without sleep?

It got tired so quickly, is it because the food in the Mage Association is not good?"

It was not only the audience on the stage who noticed the changes in the bee-feather bird, but also the low-level mages in the field.

The participating mages were overjoyed and tried their best to use magic to get more red silk.

The president of the association who presided over this mage gathering, the magic saint Arco, finally opened his puffy eyes that looked like he had not slept well all night.

The Duke of the Empire, Dimiter Rodriguez, who was in the exclusive stand, also sat up straight with a look of excitement, and exclaimed:

"This level of magic control is not as good as this mage.

Water magic can actually be used in this way, haha, interesting, very interesting."

The bee-feather bird flying rapidly over the deep valley flew slower and slower, as if dragging a soaked cotton coat, and water could drip from its feathers.

Some mages with sharp eyes also saw some clues.

The bee-feather bird is not a high-level magic beast, but because of its special body structure, it can fly very fast.

The rabbit orc priest on the field broke up the water ball magic, turned it into tiny water droplets and poured it directly into the hollow feathers of the bee-feather bird.

But to achieve this level of water ball magic, it is not something that an ordinary great mage can do.

It is obvious that the other party had hidden a trick before and was not serious at all.

The bee-feathered birds, completely wrapped by the increasingly numerous water balls, flew back to the side of the ‘spicy rabbit head’ like a young swallow returning to its nest, and fell out of the water balls one by one.

All the bee-feathered birds above the deep valley were caught in one net, becoming real drowned chickens.

Applause rang out from the stands.

Although most of the audience did not understand what had just happened.

But the great wizards all applauded, don’t ask, just follow the drums.

And the cute rabbit orc who got all the red silk and won the game also deserved their applause and encouragement.

“It’s over, call it a day.”

The spicy rabbit head, who was distracted and regained control of his body, opened his mouth wide when he heard the thunderous applause and cheers in his ears.

What happened?

Why didn’t she understand?

And he said he would not help cheat.

This is no longer cheating, but directly opening a plug-in.

Ah, this beaver?

The confused and dazed Spicy Rabbit Head was dragged to the prize redemption place by the staff of the association.

Spicy Rabbit Head, who had won most of the red silk, was not polite and took a small part of the rewards.

What a seven-day ticket to the Imperial Capital Airship, what magic accessories, and of course, the pine stone.

Seeing this, the mages had a headache.

It was agreed that this was a game for mage apprentices. You are a great mage, not just an ordinary great mage, and you competed.

You also took away all the better game rewards.

Normally, shouldn’t you only choose one item to show the status and demeanor of the great mage?

Let those poor mage apprentices go.

Well, this rabbit priest is not normal at all, and everything is not normal.

The imperial duke Dimiter on the VIP stand laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward.

The little rabbit man’s eyes were shining when he exchanged the rewards, and he gave way?

He wanted to pack up all the rewards and take them away.

A great wizard, actually lacking money to this extent?

That's cute.

"Go, help me invite this beautiful and lovely orc wizard.

Just say that it was invited by the great wizard Dimit of the capital."

The guard knight behind Dimit said solemnly:

"As you wish, Your Excellency the Great Wizard."

Archmage Hampton pretended that he saw nothing and looked straight ahead.

A saint knight, as a great wizard's squire or something.

It's normal and reasonable, cough cough cough.

However, the saint knight soon returned to the VIP stand area, and returned alone.

Vice President Bartosh was surprised:

"She actually rejected the Duke's invitation?"

Dimitri immediately corrected:

"Sir Bartosh, please address me according to the rules of the mage here."

"I am rude, Master Dimit."

"Yolanda, tell me, what's going on?"

"She said she doesn't know any Master Dimit."

The Holy Knight Yolanda paused slightly.

All mages know Dimit, the most talented of the imperial family, who passed the Grand Mage Certification of the Imperial Capital Mage Association at the age of 22.

At the age of 24, he is already a peak Grand Mage.

He is recognized as the most promising royal genius to inherit one of the twelve demigod mage towers.

As the youngest and most beloved brother of the king, he was named a duke, but he devoted himself to magic.

So Yolanda judged that the other party was still lying.

This is still a means to seduce his master, Duke Dimit.

If Spicy Rabbit Head were here, he would definitely cry out for injustice.

She doesn't even know who the current emperor is, so how can she know the name of the emperor's brother?

Is this also necessary knowledge that players need to know?

Don't make it too difficult for the players, bastards.