Chapter 1656

McGonagall followed Elena's advice, and really began to seriously think about how to make a female Knight development plan for Amy.

This is a very challenging thing.

Because Amy is not a blank sheet of paper, she is less than five years old. Now she is a quasi level seven high-level magician of ice and fire, and also a melee magician.

Krasu's melee magic relies on powerful magic, which suddenly erupts in a very short distance and produces terrifying power. For example, the mage's wand blows his head, the full score of violence aesthetics, and the deterrent effect is full.

However, in the eyes of a sword master like McGonagall, it's like a farmer's hand. When he holds up the mage's staff, his sword can find countless flaws.

With Kelasu's strength, what we need to consider is whether the other side can endure.

But Amy is still growing up. This problem will make her suffer when she meets the strong or high-level opponents in the same level.

Of course, it's a great creation to turn magic into melee outbreak, and Amy also learned it very well.

What McGonagall wants to do is not to deny it completely, but to let Amy learn more perfect knight attack means on the basis of her current melee magic ability, and make use of the powerful outbreak of melee magic to make the attack more threatening.

The specific positioning is probably a magician with excellent sword skills.

This should be an unprecedented configuration, but also let MEG feel excited to think about it.

"If you have a chance, you have to talk to master Krasu. You have to have a deeper understanding of melee magic to find a more suitable training method for Amy." MEG touched his chin.

……

At noon, Roma came early again.

During this period of time, Rom began to forget something. Although it has not affected his life, the feeling of low efficiency in thinking about problems still makes him feel uncomfortable.

The delicious taste of minced pepper fish head is unforgettable, but what really makes Roma care about is its special effect of making people clear headed.

He doesn't have much time, so he needs a sober brain, so that in the last period of time, he can forge a real artifact that surpasses all previous weapons.

He spent his whole life on the forging platform, and his ideal destination was also on the forging platform.

"Master Cyril, that's master ROM over there, the best forging master in Nolan. If our blacksmith shop can be a master in the shop, even if it's just a name, it will definitely become the best blacksmith shop in Nolan. We don't need to worry about orders." A man with a pointed mouth pointed to ROM in the carriage.

"That's him. No matter what the cost, I'll let him join our blacksmith shop." Cyril looked at ROM, narrowed his eyes and sneered, "this time, I must let Gloria taste of failure and take back all the things he took away from me!"

"As a master of this rank, you have to be prepared." The man on one side reminds a way.

"About how much?" Cyril frowned. Recently, he failed to fight with Gloria one after another. His position in the family went from bad to worse, and his money was more and more limited.

"Probably..." the man thought seriously for a while and said firmly, "one million copper coins."

"A million coppers?" Cyril frowned, which was his usual pocket money for a month. But recently, in order to make the blacksmith's book look better, he put a lot of money into it to fill the vacancy. If he wanted to get a million copper coins out, he had to borrow some from some friends.

"Young master, this is a real master. He is very famous. This investment is definitely worth it." The man agitated.

"Well, let's meet the master." Cyril nodded, directly lifted the curtain out of the carriage, arranged his clothes, and went to Roma in the line.

"Hello, I'm Cyril." Cyril came to Roma, raised his chin slightly, looked at him and said.

ROM looks at him and nods slightly. It seems that those who want weapons are following the chaotic city again.

"That's the reaction when you hear my name?" Cyril frowned. I didn't expect the old man to be so unruly.

"This is master Cyril of the moltons." The man standing behind him quickly introduced him.

"Well." Roma nodded politely again, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the restaurant door. Among the people who have begged him to forge weapons over the years, there are many princes and ministers of various nationalities. He can't remember the princes of so and so family.

People around the team looked at it one after another. Many people knew Cyril and knew the young master of the Molton family.

Some people recognize Rom. although he doesn't show up, his fame is obviously not as good as Cyril's.

Everyone was curious why Cyril wanted to find master Rom. he was not a man with a sword or a gun. He didn't want to ask Master ROM to forge weapons for him.

Cyril's expression is a little too much to hang on. How can he be regarded as the number one figure in the city of chaos? He was ignored by a dwarf blacksmith, and it was still under the condition of so many people watching.

"Young master, bear the wind and calm for a while. The performance of the blacksmith shop matters." The man quickly pulled the corner of Cyril's clothes, and whispered, for fear that Cyril's impulse might make things yellow.

Cyril thought of her March appointment with Gloria, took a few deep breaths, calmed her mood, looked at Roma, and said in a calm voice: "master Roma, right? I want to talk to you about a deal

ROM looked up at Cyril in surprise, shook his head and said, "I don't do business."

"It's not a small deal. As long as it's settled, I'll make you comfortable in the city of chaos." Cyril held out a finger and said with a smile, "the sale of a million copper coins!"

"A million? And copper? " ROM frowned slightly and looked at Cyril. Did this guy come to pick fault on purpose?

"A million copper coins to talk business with master Rom? Tut... I don't know whether to say that those who don't know are fearless, or to praise him for being stupid. "

"I heard that the last demon ancestor who took a knife from master ROM paid about 1 million dragon coins and a pile of top forging materials."

"If the business is settled, the young master Cyril will be a God."

"Do you think the master and he are the same brain?"

Some of the guests in line couldn't help laughing when they heard the words.

"A million is enough to scare you." On the contrary, Cyril was quite satisfied with ROM's reaction. His mouth turned slightly up, but he was a little regretful. He should have said half a million words first, maybe he could save some money.

"I'm just a tin Han who can strike iron." ROM smiles, shakes his head and says, "I can't afford a million dollars."