Early the next morning.
The tavern built by Bob has accommodation rooms, but due to the special nature of the tavern, these rooms are not open to ordinary guests, but are used as dormitories for the princess's servants.
The mage was assigned a house facing north, and the howling north wind blew through his window all night.
However, this did not affect the king's sleep.
In the morning, the energetic mage excitedly began to prepare the spells to be used today.
The first step in preparing your spells is to make a list of the spells you expect to cast today.
Today's main activity was to explore the sewers. It was predicted that a battle might occur, so Wang increased the proportion of combat spells in the list.
The second part is to follow the determined spell list and open the spell book to review the elements of spells: spells, gestures, casting materials, and the underlying principles of spell operation. Wang used to like to omit this step, and then he was severely scolded by the teacher.
"Don't trust your memory too much!" The teacher said, "Be sure to check the spell book carefully! Otherwise, you will lose your life one day because you trust your memory too much!"
From then on, Wang would read the spell book carefully every day when preparing spells.
His spell book is full of spells, from the first to the ninth level, and even some legendary spells. All the spells that mages can cast may have been recorded in this book.
If this book is seized as a trophy by another mage, the mage will definitely die suddenly due to too much surprise.
Of course, Wang's current power can only cast third-level spells.
After confirming that his memory was completely correct, Wang began to prepare the materials needed to cast the spell today.
He opened the bag of spellcasting materials, a composite bag with five interior compartments. Wang first poured out all the materials in the bag, and then took out the dimensional bag of equipment materials.
Then he took out a stack of brown paper.
He sorted the materials used for each spell into categories and wrapped them in brown paper. Each portion was just enough to cast a spell. Finally, he put the paper packets into different separated areas according to the type of spell.
There are also equipment used for casting spells, such as the wooden archery target models used to cast enemy planes. The mage puts them all into categories.
After getting ready, the mage fastened the material bag to his belt again.
In order to support the weight of the material, the belt is made of forearm-thick leather, and when placed on the waist, it will tilt in the direction of the spellcasting material bag.
Wang looked at himself in the full-length mirror and suddenly thought of a question: "When Her Royal Highness hangs the material bag, can she use the support point of the upper body to avoid this tilt?"
He thought for a while and decided to ask the princess about it later.
Then he put away the materials on the table that were not put into the material bag, and stuffed them into the dimensional bag together with the magic book - yes, the king basically did not flip through the magic book when casting spells, so he was not like other mage apprentices. Hang your magic book somewhere where it can be accessed at all times.
After getting ready, he looked at the hourglass and found that it only took him forty minutes to complete the spell preparation this time.
"Not bad." He muttered, turned around, opened the door and left the room.
When the mage walked into the place where the group of people met yesterday, the dwarf was already sitting there holding the oak cup.
The king was surprised: "Don't you need to prepare spells?"
"Meditation," the priest corrected, "that's what I'm doing now."
Wang: "Drinking strong wine and meditating?"
"I am Kailin's priest." The dwarf answered seriously.
Wang: "I see. But your full body armor... you said yesterday that you made that armor yourself?"
"Yes, when I was 113 years old, I made it with all the blacksmith skills I had mastered. It was once my glory." The dwarf said as he looked at the oak cup.
Wang: "It sounds like a lot of vicissitudes of life. If I had a better relationship with you, would you tell me the story?"
The dwarf laughed: "That will take a long time."
"I know," Wang sat down across the table, "the friendship between dwarves and humans usually begins with the generation of human grandfathers. My teacher told me so."
"Your teacher is right. I have half-elf friends, elf friends, and of course dwarf friends, but I don't have any human friends."
Wang: "Then why do you appear in human cities?"
"I followed Kailin's guidance and embarked on a journey to find fine wine. After your little playing house comes to an end, I will take my share of the property and continue my search."
"Looking for wine?" asked the mage.
"Not exactly wine. You're not a divine spellcaster, you don't understand. Your god gives you a revelation, you don't understand it, and then you spend the rest of your life searching for the meaning of the divine revelation."
Wang: "I'm very good at the Bliss Language. Maybe I can understand it."
The dwarf stared at the king and said with a smile: "Are you completely unable to understand metaphors and other rhetorical devices?"
Wang: "Uh... I don't know. After all, I haven't encountered many metaphors. People in the Mage Tower like to speak directly."
The beard around the dwarf's mouth wriggled.
Wang: "Should I not disturb your meditation?"
"No, it's over just now. I have prepared enough protective spells, which should be able to ensure the smooth implementation of your plan."
The mage's plan is the one mentioned yesterday. The rest of the team will defend with all their strength and let the drow rogues kill all the enemies.
Wang: "How can you trust your fate to an elf?"
"Drow and elves are different. This is one. Second, I am different from other dwarves. Other dwarves like to stay in their own communities and are hostile to everything outside. It is just a habit for them to respect the elves. Because in the Second Age, the Mountain Kingdom once fought side by side with the elves.
"That was all hundreds of years ago. Dwarves live long and are stubborn, so the traditions formed hundreds of years ago are yesterday's traditions to us. Not to mention that the grandson of the High King of the Mountain Kingdom was still alive. , the king of the forest kingdom who fought with his ancestors, and is still the co-lord of the elves.
"Sometimes I envy you humans. Look at this Langdon Territory. The Duke who founded this duchy was only a figure two hundred years ago, but you can only recall his great deeds through songs."
Wang: "If humans want to live longer, they must either become a lich, or be like my teacher."
Dwarf: "The Archmage seems to live for many years. When I was a child, there was a gray-robed wizard who often visited my city-state and brought news from far away to the city-state council. At that time, he had a big beard. .
"Later, when I had as many beards as he did, he still visited my city-state frequently and looked the same as before."
Wang: "Grey robe? Is it a gray cloak? Is there such a mark on the knot of his cloak?"
As he spoke, Wang dipped some tea and drew a simple shape on the table.
"Yes, there is such a sign."
King: "Then he is a wizard from the Arcane Federation. In addition to letting mages share the latest discoveries, the Federation is also keen on adjusting the situation of the entire world. He should be the special envoy sent by the Federation to the dwarf city-state."
At this time, the rest of the team also appeared yawning.
"Oh, the dwarf drinks early in the morning!" The cat man jumped up to the dwarf, "Is this also the will of your god?"
"Of course. Stay away from me, cat people, you are too lively!" The dwarf made a driving gesture with one hand and protected his wine glass with the other hand.
Mark: "I've oiled my sword, and today will never be like yesterday."
"High!" Barbarian roared.
At this time, Drow also appeared, so that the only remaining person in the team was Her Highness the Princess, who had not yet escaped.
Wang: "I'm not familiar with the living habits of nobles. When will she be able to get on the carriage and teleport out?"
"If there are no accidents, it will be around nine o'clock in the morning." Zhuoer replied.
Wang: "It won't take a long time, let's have an exciting game..."
The closet door opened, and Elizabeth Langdon stepped out of the portal.
"Everyone! I asked Marilyn and it was my second brother who told her that goblins eat cats!"
Wang nodded: "That's right. So today we are underground and can deal with your second brother's ambush. But...how did you come so fast?"
"Because I found a new excuse, I came out early!"
Wang: "What excuse?"
"I'm going to ride horses in the countryside, so I have to leave early, otherwise it will be almost noon when I get to the racecourse. Don't worry, Marilyn and Mrs. Mellie will cover me."
Wang: "Who is Mrs. Mei Li?"
"The wet nurse who has always taken care of me is now the head maid of the Duke's Palace." Elizabeth smiled, "It's still the riding skirt she gave me to wear."
