Mag followed Irina's advice obediently, and really began to think seriously about how to develop a female knight training plan for Amy.
This is a very challenging thing.
Because Amy is not a blank slate. At less than five years old, she is now a quasi-seventh-level high-level magician with both ice and fire elements, and is also a melee magician.
Crassus's melee magic relies on powerful magic that suddenly bursts out within a very short distance to produce terrifying power, such as a headshot with a mage's staff. The aesthetics of violence are perfect and the effect is full of shock.
However, in the eyes of a swordsman like Mag, this is like a peasant's technique. When he holds the mage's staff high, his sword can already find countless flaws.
With Crassus's strength, what needs to be considered is whether the opponent can withstand this attack.
But Amy is still growing, and this problem will put her at a disadvantage when encountering strong players of the same level or high-level opponents.
Of course, converting magic into melee bursts is a great creation, and Amy learned it well.
What Mag wants to do is not to completely deny it, but to build on Amy's current melee magic ability, so that she can learn more complete knight offensive methods, and use the powerful burst of melee magic to make the attack more threatening.
The specific positioning is probably - a magician with superb sword skills.
This should be an unprecedented configuration, and even thinking about it makes Mag feel excited.
"If you have the chance, you still have to talk to Master Crassus. You must have a deeper understanding of melee magic in order to find a training method that is more suitable for Amy." Mag touched his chin.
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At noon, Roma came early again.
During this time, Rom began to forget things again. Although it was not to the extent that it affected his life, the feeling of reduced efficiency in thinking about problems still made him feel uncomfortable.
The delicious taste of fish head with chopped pepper is unforgettable, but what really makes Roma care is its special effect of clearing the mind.
He doesn't have much time, so he needs a clear mind so that in the last period of time, he can forge a real artifact that surpasses all previous weapons.
He has spent his whole life on the forging platform, and his ideal destination is also on the forging platform.
"Master Cyril, that person over there is Master Rom, the best forging master in Nolan Continent. If our blacksmith shop can invite him to be a master master in the shop, even if it's just in name, he will definitely be able to make a leap. To become the best blacksmith shop in Nolan Continent, you don’t need to worry about orders or anything else." A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks pointed at Rom in the carriage and said.
"That's him. No matter what the price is, I will let him join our blacksmith shop." Cyril looked at Rom and narrowed his eyes, and sneered: "This time, I must let Gloria Taste the taste of failure and take back everything he took from me!"
"For a master of this level, you have to be mentally prepared." The man on the side reminded.
"Approximately how much does it cost?" Cyril frowned. He had recently failed in his battles with Gloria. His status in the family was deteriorating, and the money he could control became increasingly limited.
"Probably..." The man thought seriously for a while and said firmly: "One million copper coins."
"One million copper coins?" Cyril frowned. This was his usual monthly pocket money, but recently in order to make the blacksmith shop's accounts look better, he stuffed a lot of money into it to fill the gap. He wanted to take another hundred To get out 10,000 copper coins, I have to borrow some from some friends.
"Master, this is a true master, one with a very high reputation. This investment is definitely worth it," the man encouraged.
"Okay, then let's go meet this master." Cyril nodded, directly opened the curtain and got out of the carriage, straightened his clothes, and walked towards Roma who was waiting in the queue.
"Hello, I'm Cyril." Cyril came to Rom's side, raised his chin slightly, and looked at him and said.
Rom glanced at him and nodded slightly. It seemed that those seeking weapons had followed him to the City of Chaos again.
"Is this how you react when you hear my name?" Cyril frowned, not expecting this old guy to be so dishonest.
"This is Young Master Cyril of the Moulton family." The man standing behind him quickly introduced.
"Yes." Rom nodded politely again, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the restaurant door. Among the people who have asked him to forge weapons over the years, there are many princes and ministers from various clans, including the young master of a certain family. Can't remember.
People around the team looked over. Many people recognized Cyril and knew the young master of the Morton family.
Some people also recognized Rom. Although this legendary forging master rarely showed up, his popularity was obviously not comparable to that of Cyril, a second-generation playboy.
Everyone was a little curious as to why Cyril came to Master Rom. He was not a swordsman or a gunman, so it was not like he wanted to ask Master Rom to forge weapons for him.
Cyril's expression was a little confused. After all, he was considered the number one figure in the City of Chaos, but he was ignored by a dwarf blacksmith, and this was with so many people watching.
"Master, please bear with the calm for a while, the performance of the blacksmith shop is more important." The man quickly tugged at the corner of Cyril's clothes and reminded him in a low voice, for fear that Cyril would be impulsive and mess up the matter.
Cyril thought about his three-month appointment with Gloria, took a few deep breaths, calmed down his mood, looked at Roma and said in a calm tone: "Master Roma, right? I want to discuss a business with you. .”
Roma looked up at Cyril in surprise, shook his head and said, "I don't do business."
"This is not a small deal. As long as the negotiation is completed, I guarantee that you will live comfortably in the City of Chaos." Cyril stretched out a finger and said with a smile: "A deal of one million copper coins!"
"One million? And it's copper coins?" Rom frowned slightly and looked at Cyril. Is this guy deliberately looking for trouble?
"A million copper coins to discuss business with Master Rom? Tsk... I don't know whether to say that he who doesn't know is fearless or to praise him for being stupid."
"I heard that the last demon ancestor who received a sword from Master Rom paid about one million dragon coins and a pile of top-grade forging materials."
"If this business is concluded, then this young master Cyril will become a god directly."
"Do you think the master and he have the same mind?"
When the guests in line heard this, some couldn't help but laugh.
"One million will scare you." Cyril was quite satisfied with Roma's reaction. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he felt a little regretful in his heart. He should have mentioned half a million to try his words, maybe he could still get it. Save some money.
"I'm just an idiot who knows how to blacksmith." Rom smiled and shook his head and said, "I can't negotiate a business worth one million."
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