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His spellbook is filled with spells, from the first ring to the ninth ring, and even some legendary spells. All the spells that a wizard can cast may have been recorded in this book.
If this book were seized by other wizards as a trophy, the wizard would surely die suddenly from excessive surprise.
Of course, Wang’s current strength can only cast spells of the third level.
After confirming that his memory was completely correct, Wang began to prepare the materials needed to cast the spell today.
He opened the spell material bag, which was a composite bag with five internal compartments. Wang first poured out all the materials in the bag, and then took out the dimensional bag of equipment materials.
Then he pulled out a ream of brown paper.
He sorted the materials for each spell into categories and wrapped them in brown paper, so that each package was just enough for one spell. Finally, he put the paper packages into different compartments according to the type of spell.
There were also equipment for casting spells, such as wooden target models used for performing the art of defeating the enemy. The wizard put all of these in different categories.
After getting ready, the mage pinned the material bag back on his belt.
In order to support the weight of the materials, the belt is made of leather as thick as the forearm, and when placed on the waist it will tilt towards the direction of the spell material bag.
Wang looked at himself in the dressing mirror and suddenly thought of a question: "Your Highness, when you hang the material bag, can you use the support point of your upper body to avoid this tilt?"
He thought about it and decided to ask the princess about this later.
Then he collected 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, Wang basically would not flip through the magic book when casting spells, so he did not hang the magic book where he could use it at any time like other mage apprentices.
After getting ready, he glanced at the hourglass and found that this time it only took him forty minutes to prepare the spell.
"Not bad." He muttered, turned around, opened the door and left the room.
When the wizard walked into the place where the group had 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: "Meditating while drinking strong liquor?"
"I am Cailin's priest," the dwarf answered seriously.
Wang: "I see. But your full body armor...you said yesterday that you made that armor yourself?"
"Yes, I made it when I was 113 years old, using all the blacksmithing skills I mastered. It was once my glory." The dwarf said this while looking at the oak cup.
Wang: "It sounds very sad. If we had a better relationship, would you tell me about it?"
The dwarf laughed. "That will take a long time."
"I know," the king sat down across the table, "the friendship between dwarves and humans is usually laid down by the grandfathers of humans. 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 a human city?"
"I followed Karin's instructions and set out on a journey to find fine wine. After your little game of playing house is over, I will take my share of the property and continue my search."
"Looking for good wine?" asked the wizard.
"Not exactly wine. You're not a divine spellcaster, you don't understand. Your deity gave you a revelation, you didn't understand it, and then the rest of your life was completely consumed with searching for the meaning of divine revelation."
Wang: "I am good at Bliss Language, maybe I can understand it."
The dwarf stared at the king and said with a smile, "Do you completely fail 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 moved.
Wang: "Should I not disturb your meditation?"
"No, it's just over. I have prepared enough protective spells that should ensure the smooth implementation of your plan."
The wizard's plan was the one mentioned yesterday. The rest of the team would defend with all their might, and let the drow wanderer kill all the enemies.
Wang: "You actually trust your fate to an elf."
"Drow and elves are different. That's one thing. Second, I'm different from other dwarves. Other dwarves like to stay in their own communities and are hostile to everything outside. They respect elves only out of habit, only because in the Second Age, the Mountain Kingdom once fought side by side with the elves.
"That was 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 is still alive, and the King of the Forest Kingdom who fought with his ancestors is still the co-leader of the elves.
"Sometimes I envy you humans. Look at this Landon Territory. The Duke who founded this duchy was only a figure from two hundred years ago, but you can only recall his great deeds through songs."
Wang: "If humans want to live longer, they can either become a lich or become like my teacher."
Dwarf: "Archmages seem to live for many years. When I was a child, a gray-robed wizard often visited my city-state and brought news from afar to the city-state council. His beard was already very big at that time.
"Later, when my beard was as long as his, he still frequently visited my city-state, and he looked no different from before."
Wang: "Gray robe? Is it a gray cloak? Is there such a symbol on the knot of his cloak?"
As he spoke, Wang dipped his finger in the tea and drew a simple shape on the table.
“Yes, there is such a sign.”
Wang: "Then he is a wizard from the Union of Arcane Magic. In addition to allowing wizards to share their latest discoveries, the Union is also keen on adjusting the situation in the entire world. He should be the Union's special envoy to the dwarven city-state."
At this time, the rest of the team also appeared yawning.
"Oh, the dwarf is drinking so early in the morning!" The cat-man came to the dwarf and said, "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 have oiled my sword, and today will never be like yesterday."
"High!" the barbarian roared.
At this time, Zhuo Er also appeared, so the only one left in the entire team was Her Royal Highness the Princess who had not yet escaped.
Wang: "I am not familiar with the living habits of the nobles. When will she be able to get on the carriage and be teleported out?"
"If nothing unexpected happens, around nine in the morning," Zhuo Er replied.
Wang: "It will take a long time, let's play a thrilling game..."
The closet door opened and Elizabeth Langdon stepped out through 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 severely deal with your second brother's ambush. But...how did you get here so quickly?"
"Because I found a new excuse, so I came out early!"
Wang: “What’s the excuse?”
"I'm going to go horseback riding in the suburbs, so I have to leave early, otherwise it will be almost noon when I get to the stables. Don't worry, Marilyn and Mrs. Meili will cover for me."
Wang: "Who is Madam Meili?"
"The nurse who has always taken care of me is now the head maid of the Duke's Mansion." Elizabeth smiled, "It was she who gave me the riding skirt to wear."
Chapter 15 The Princess Is Just Playing House
The king looked carefully at the princess's new riding dress.
“It’s really pretty,” he said, “and very convenient to move around in.”
"It is a riding skirt, after all," said Elizabeth. "My family has a very good tailor. Besides, the head maid gave me this as a gift. Look!"
As she spoke, she pulled up the flared sleeves of her riding skirt, revealing the wrist guards worn on her slender wrists.
As soon as he saw the wristband, Wang narrowed his eyes and looked at it carefully.
The dwarf exclaimed, "This wrist guard... If I'm not mistaken, it should be made with dwarven craftsmanship, so there's no need to worry about its sturdiness. If it's used by a monk, it will become a very effective piece of armor, because monks like to use their wrists to block."
The king interrupted the dwarf and said, "Your Highness, may I take a closer look at this wristband?"
Elizabeth nodded and started to take off the wristband, but it turned out that she had never worn this kind of wristband before, and she struggled for a long time without success.
The king stood up and went forward to help the princess take off the wristband, then he threw the princess's fair and slender hand away, held the wristband back to its place, and studied it carefully.
Elizabeth looked at him with a complicated expression.
Mark suddenly asked, "Wang, are you going to cast a spell? To examine a magic item or something?"
"No, we are going to adventure into the sewers today, so there is no way I can waste a spell slot. All the spells I memorized today are those that can be used in encounters. But I have learned how to identify magic items."
Elizabeth asked in surprise: "Magic item? That's a magic item?"
"Yes." Wang nodded affirmatively, "This is a defensive wristband. It can form a barrier around the wearer, so that the wearer will gain defense equivalent to chain mail."
Wang put on his wrist guard and stood up, saying to Mark next to him, "Hit me in the chest."
Mark: "But you yelled. One, two! Shit!"
The human warrior covered his fist and said, "It hurts so much. It really feels like hitting a chain mail."
The drow drew out his dagger and slashed the king's back, but the king's clothes remained unscathed.
"Yes," the Wanderer nodded, "There is indeed a layer of defense between me and your clothes. Does this thing only provide protection for the upper body?"
"Yes." The king took off the wristband and handed it to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth looked at the wristband and said, "Isn't this a very valuable magical item? Where did Madam Meili get it? Why did she give it to me without saying anything?"
Wang placed his hands on the table and crossed his fingers: "Yes. Does Madam Meili know that you are going to...'outing' today?"
"You mean our real plan? She knows. She actually knew all along that there was this portal in my closet, and that I was gathering my forces."
Wang: "Then she helped you cover up and secretly put a pair of expensive magic wristbands on you. This is very interesting. Marika, have you checked where Elizabeth lives?"
Marika raised her head proudly, "I check it every day, and I have followed all the servants, especially those who help test the poison. I also check the antidote and related scrolls every day."
The king nodded. "You have to be more careful next time. Maybe the head maid heard something. Elizabeth, don't take off this bracelet at night. No, you can only take it off when Marika is here."
Elizabeth bit her lip and nodded.
Wang held his chin and thought for a few seconds, then asked:
"Just to be on the safe side, have you seen your father this morning?"
"I have seen him. The Duke looks well. When I went to pay my respects, my brothers were there too. They seemed to be discussing something important with the court wizard."
Wang: "Is it the incident with the Archaeological Society? Did the Great Master make a discovery in the ancient books in your house?"
Elizabeth suddenly gave a mysterious smile: "I knew this was important, so I left my familiar in the room, hiding under the carpet in the corner."
Mark was overjoyed: "Great, what did it hear?"