Chapter 64

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"Well, first of all, a" psychedelic Lake demon "appeared, which made everyone unconscious by magic. One by one, he jumped into a hole in the ice on the lake and committed suicide. I have no way to organize and crack that magic... Then, you, my dear Semel, come forward, you not only see through the magic of the lake demon, but also show a strong side! Your magic power surprised me! You just move your little finger to make a crack in the ice on the whole lake. Then you move your finger again to clean up the lake demon, and even take its magic core... Finally, you still don't seem to know me. Standing in front of me, you call me 'Zac', and then you say you love me very much. "

Dewey sat on the edge of a fire, folded a branch in his hand and threw it into the fire, as if carelessly speaking.

There was no one around him. All the mercenaries were busy. Some of them were dressing wounds, some were busy making fires, and some were busy warming fires. A few mercenaries were dazed and jumped into the ice hole, but they were rescued by Semel's magic later, but they were all soaked in the cold lake water, and almost died in this cold weather.

"That's it?" Semel stood beside Dewey, her beautiful face with confusion: "have I ever done that? But I don't remember at all. "

Dewey laughed and looked at Semel in a complicated way: "you see, you have killed a powerful Warcraft and saved so many lives here. And then stand straight in front of me, and then faint... Wake up, you say to me, "I haven't done anything.". OK, Semel, don't look at me like that. If you don't know, then we're in a bit of trouble! We have to figure out what happened to you! "

"... what?"

"Magic Dewey suddenly jumped up, took a deep breath, and looked at Semel carefully: "you can do magic! And according to my judgment... The magic power you show is very strong! Very strong! But isn't that a strange thing? You have no human body, you are just a shadow, a phantom! A phantom, but can cast magic! How is that possible? "

And you call me "Zach" - Dewey added.

Only the real Semel, the whole astrologer, would speak in that tone!

"Do you feel anything, even a little bit weird? Or is there any trace of these strange things in your memory? Just a little bit. " Dewey looked at Semel seriously.

"No Semel answered quickly and surely, shaking her head: "the memory I have created is a magical creature sealed in an oil painting, a virtual phantom. I only have a few memories of Semel benjo... I don't know magic. Really not. "

Her beautiful eyes are full of innocence and loss, even a trace of helplessness.

This kind of look made duvet have to believe what she said. This woman doesn't look like she's lying... Otherwise, she's a very good liar.

Dewey is still willing to believe the former.

Come on.

A purple crystal like thing was thrown on the snow by Dewey: "this is the magic core of the psychedelic Lake demon. This can't be fake. I can't kill an adult psychedelic Lake demon. You killed that guy yourself and took out the core. "

Semel's eyes were dazed, and the expression on his face seemed to be trying to think about something: "I... I don't know. I don't remember at all... "

Just then, in the distance, Dardanelle and bainrich had stridden over.

Semel glanced at Dewey, sighed softly, and then disappeared.

"Your honor the magician." With a serious look on his face, bainrich strode up to Dewey and gave a deep salute: "thank you for saving me and my people!"

Dewey sighed. He didn't speak. Although he didn't do it, he couldn't explain it, let alone tell the truth. I have to pretend to be an adult.

Commander bainrich took out a leather bag from his arms and held it in front of Dewey with both hands: "Dear magician, I know this is far from enough as a reward, but please accept it. At least it can show our gratitude to snowwolf mercenary regiment! In the future, no matter what you need, snow wolf mercenary regiment is ready to work for you at any time! "

With that, the commander opened the leather bag, and there were all kinds of colorful... All magic cores!!

The core of all kinds of Warcraft. These are all the harvest of the snow wolf mercenary regiment in the frozen forest this time! Although the fur of those Warcraft can sell money, but the most valuable is the magic core! There are more than 30 magic cores in this bag, and they are all of good quality. Bainrich brought out almost all the gains of the adventure.

These are the results of the snow wolf mercenary regiment's hard work with several lives and so many days in this adventure.

"No, chief." Dewey certainly won't accept these things. Don't say that these people were not saved by him. Even if they were really saved by him, he would not accept such a heavy gift. In his heart, he has regarded commander bainrich as a friend: "I can't accept such a heavy thing."

"But you saved our lives!" Commander bainrich insisted: "if there is no you, then now, the name of snow wolf mercenary regiment has not been erased from this continent!"

Dewey thought for a moment and changed his tone: "well, if I'm just a magician, I think these things in your hand are valuable, but they are far from enough to buy a magician to work for you, right?"

"..." as soon as bainrich's face changed, it was true that although these things were all the fruits of his adventure, they were still too few for him to bribe the magician. Who doesn't know that the magician's identity is unique. If you want to move the magician, how can you pay the price that a small mercenary group can bear!

"Don't get me wrong." Dewey immediately said with a smile, "I'm not too little. And... Chief, I mean, I'm not just a magician here! And you're not just a mercenary. You know what I mean? Remember what we said behind the snow last night? I regard you as my friend! Isn't it a natural thing for friends to help each other or help each other when they are in danger? Oh, put away your things, otherwise, it's disrespect to your friends

Bainrich was stunned. The bearded commander took a deep look at Duwei. He suddenly opened his arms and hugged Duwei. Then he whispered in a suppressed voice: "my friend! thank you! You said no, it's a friend! Sorry, my behavior is insulting your moral character! I take back what I said before! "

However, the commander was a bit clever. He grabbed a large number of magic cores from the leather bag, about seven or eight of them. He forced them into Duwei's arms, then pressed Duwei's hand to resist, and said: "OK! These are not rewards! I don't give you these because the magician saved our lives! I give you these because my good friend is about to leave. These are my friends' Farewell gifts! It's a gift, not a reward! So you have to take it! "

Dewey smiles. He releases his hand and hugs bainrich. They laughed in the snow.

"At any time, anywhere, snow wolf mercenary regiment is willing to do anything for friends!"

This is the promise of commander bainrich when he said goodbye. Dewey believes that this man who believes in the spirit of adventure all his life is a man who keeps his promise.

When we bid farewell to the snow wolf mercenary group, the grateful mercenaries gave up some of their best equipment.

The old one eyed dragon got some dried meat for Dewey. And commander bainrich gave duvet his last little bottle of wine soaked in the core of the flame rhinoceros. There are other mercenaries, took out two of the best knives, and eight fingers of striel, gave his bow to Dardanelle.

If you are not worried that too heavy luggage will affect the way, I'm afraid the people of snow wolf mercenary regiment will want to give them more stuff.

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Walking along the Bank of the great round lake, two sets of footprints are left on the snow. Dardanelle carried most of his luggage, but he was still ahead of Dewey.

According to captain bainrich, he went around the great round lake and went north. In one place, when he was young, he had heard that people had caught the golden eye Python there.

"Dardanelle." Duwei suddenly asked this guy on the road: "you don't seem very excited. I mean, about last night

Dardanelle laughed. The loyal knight of the Liszt family said in a serious voice, "Harry, and last night, you have saved my life twice! This kind of thing is not just a "thank you"! I don't focus on boring verbal thanks. I will keep your love in mind. I have already thought that if I can go back alive this time, after saving my wife, I will leave the Liszt family. I, Dardanelle, want to be the squire of master Harry Potter. "

"What did you say?" Dewey was surprised.

"You heard me right. I want to be your squire." Dardanelle replied frankly: "I owe you two lives, and I owe you more... You're a very good man, Harry. I like you. I like being friends with you. And I think, your ability is so great, I'm afraid I'll never have a chance to repay you for saving your life. So, why don't I just be your assistant all my life? You're a magician. You can't be alone with a magician. You need servants... But unfortunately, I'm not a magic apprentice. I can't be your servant. But I'm a warrior! I can be your squire! I think I will do a good job

In Roland. Many magicians will also recruit some warriors to be their retinues.

Because although the magician's strength is strong, but in combat effectiveness, the weakness of the magician is close! It is generally acknowledged that magicians have poor close combat ability. Therefore, many magicians will recruit some samurai to act as retinues around them. In the battle, if the enemy is close to them, then there are Samurai around them to protect themselves. This makes up for the weakness of the magician's poor close combat ability to a certain extent.

Of course, only some famous strong people on the mainland are qualified to do so. After all, it costs a lot to recruit powerful warriors! Moreover, if we want to recruit, we will certainly not recruit some low-level warriors, otherwise, it will not work. And those powerful warriors are often arrogant! If they are not the famous strong men in the mainland, how can they be willing to play? So Dardanelle mentioned the problem of the wizard's retinue, which surprised Dewey. First of all, Dewey thinks that he is far from qualified to recruit a magician's retinue! Many magicians above level 8 don't even have this qualification（ Pay close attention to this book all the time, please add it to your bookshelf for collection·