Rune Wizard

　　 Meteorite City, north.

　　 Compared with the prosperous city center, the northern area of ​​the city is very remote. After crossing a moat from the bridge, the surrounding environment has become more and more desolate.

　　 "Is it here?"

　　 After a short while, when a forest appeared, Karen walked straight in, and according to the map's guidance, he soon came under a tall tower.

　　 The tall tower standing deep in the forest emits strong energy waves. The main body is made of a kind of white rock, and a giant tree grows on the ground next to it.

　　 "Outsiders, stop!"

　　 The old voice sounded, the old man's face appeared on the trunk of the giant tree, and the umbrella-shaped canopy formed by countless vines trembled.

　　 A palm-sized, green little fairy flew out. They raised the bows and arrows made by branches and pointed them at Karen vigilantly.

　　 "This is... the tree demon?"

　　 Karen took two steps back, trying to make the smile on her face gentler, showing that she was not malicious, and at the same time turning on the chip's scanning function.

　　[Gera: a natural creature that absorbs radiation energy for a long time, and is transformed into a special life form by witchcraft. It has a strong physique and self-healing ability, but it is extremely afraid of fire damage. 】

　　 [Green Goblin: The companion race of the Dryad Gera, transformed by the fruit of the Dryad, the vitality of the juvenile body is extremely weak, and it can awaken the magical ability of the adult and spread the magical powder. 】

　　 Two lines of information appeared in his mind.

　　 This is the first time Karen has seen extraordinary creatures other than monsters, and this tree demon has undergone some witchcraft transformation before it becomes a special life form and has the ability to breed companion races.

　　 "Hello, Mr. Dryad."

　　 Karen hesitated, tried to communicate with the Dryad, and said: "I am Karen Campbell. I was invited by Lord Farrell to visit him."

　　 "A visitor?"

　　 The tree demon Gera made a dull voice, and the branches in the tree crown above his head seemed to be scratching his head. He looked at Karen and muttered.

　　 "The master seems to have said that there will be visitors coming recently. Is this this guy?"

　　 "Well, let's go in!"

　　 Then, Gera, the tree demon, swung the branches, and the green goblins on top of his head also put down their bows and arrows and went back into the canopy of the tree.

　　 Karen nodded slightly and walked into the tower.

　　 The rotating staircase formed by black steps continues to spread upward. The spaces on the first and second floors are all enclosed by metal doors, and Karen goes directly to the third floor of the tower.

A long corridor appeared in front of 　　.

At the end of 　　, there is a room with paintings hanging on the wall next to it. On the innermost oil painting, there is a lady who is looking at the mirror and admiring herself alone.

　　 "If you visit you, just wait here."

　　 Suddenly, the lady in the oil painting made a voice without raising her head: "Mr. Farrell is working, and it won't be over for at least half an hour."

　　 Karen stopped, her heart moved.

　　 "Protoss, scan!"

　　 He looked at the oil painting and detected special energy fluctuations.

　　【Extraordinary Item: Oil Painting Undead】

　　 [Information introduction: The undead sealed in oil paintings by witchcraft have all the memories of their lives and can be separated from the oil paintings, but they can only move around within a certain range. 】

　　 "Undead?" Karen's eyes flashed.

　　The woman sealed in the oil painting has surpassed the category of dead souls and belongs to a higher level of spiritual body, so she has a certain sense of thinking.

　　 Then, Karen waited quietly.

　　 After half an hour, Farrell's voice came from the room in front.

　　 "Is it Karen? Come in."

　　 Hearing Farrell's voice, Karen pushed open the door of the room, and what he saw was a laboratory-like space.

　　 There is a pungent smell in the air, which makes one can't help but frown. A huge table, which occupies almost one-third of the entire laboratory, is filled with various test tubes, beakers and other equipment.

　　 Not far away, Farrell seems to have just finished an experiment, holding a test tube in his hand and shaking it gently, the green liquid inside exudes a strange fragrance.

　　 "Master Farrell." Karen bowed to salute, very respectful.

"sit down."

　　 Farrell's face was gentle, and he clapped his hands. Two ghostly undead appeared from nowhere, and brought tea to each of them.

　　 "Drink, this is tea soaked with ice heart fruit leaves, which can make your thinking clearer." Farrell sat on a wicker chair, took a sip of the tea leisurely.

　　 "Thank you, sir."

　　 Karen thanked her politely, then sat down, took a sip from her teacup, and her eyes lit up.

　　 The tea made from the leaves of the ice heart fruit still exudes heat, but it feels cold at the entrance, which seems to refresh the whole person.

　　 "It's been a long time since I saw a strange and mysterious person in Meteorite City, little guy, you should have just set foot on this road?" Farrell asked softly with a trace of emotion on his face.

　　 "Yes, my lord~www.novelmt.com~ Karen replied.

　　 "In this silver star kingdom, I should be the only official wizard." Farrell said in a kind tone, "In the field of occult, you can ask me if you have any questions."

　　 "Common sense things, I can answer for free, but some knowledge requires you to pay. This is also one of the basic rules between wizards, the equivalent exchange rule."

　　 "Master Farrell, I want to know, is there any way to quickly improve mental power?" Karen thought for a while and asked the question she wanted to know the most.

　　 His wizarding talent is too poor, and the spirit and magic power he improves every time he meditates is extremely weak. Therefore, what he most hopes to solve is the talent problem.

　　 "Do you improve your mental power quickly?"

　　 Farrell stroked his chin, shook his head, and said, "The most basic way for a mysterious person to increase his spiritual power is to meditate. As for other ways to improve his spiritual power, the effect may be immediate, but there are all kinds of drawbacks."

　　 "Well, let me test your talent first."

　　 Then, Farrell said again: "Anyone who can set foot in the field of occultism has a talent for wizards, but the talent is not necessarily good or bad."

　　Speaking, Farrell took out a crystal ball.

　　 "Put your hands on it."

　　 Karen nodded, then Yiyan put his hand on it, and under the sign of Farrell, gradually emptied his brain.

　　 The crystal ball emits a faint light.

　　 A trace of disappointment appeared on Farrell's face, and he shook his head and said: "You do have a wizarding talent, but you are the worst fifth-class talent. The possibility of such a talent becoming a wizard in the future is very slim."

　　 "Is it the fifth class?"

　　 Karen frowned slightly, although she was psychologically prepared, she still felt a little regretful.