Advent of the Archmage Chapter 89: The first vulnerability inside the fort

Although Link delivered 7 scrolls a day, he still could n’t make up for the huge gap of nearly 100. Warwick felt helpless and had to go up to the second floor of the magic tower, ringing the magician Drak. Door.

"Who." Drach's voice was heard in the room, not sure why, but it was slightly nervous.

‘It ’s weird, what's so hard about this guy, Luck? ’Warwick muttered in his heart that this guy, Drucker, had a cold temperament, had a low level of magic, and was not much respected among magical apprentices.

"It's me, Warwick."

"Why come to me at this time?" Footsteps in the room were getting closer and closer, and Druck came to open the door, with obvious dissatisfaction in his voice.

With a click, the door opened, and Druck stood behind the door gloomily.

At the moment the door opened, an extremely light odor came out of the room. Warrick had a more sensitive scent, and he smelled: 'What smell is a bit like sulfur, and a bit like rosin, and a little bit The rotten smell is strange. ’

He never asked about this weird smell.

"Come on, what the **** is going on?" Drak sighed and interrupted Warwick's thoughts.

"Oh, that's it." Warrick was a little bit difficult to talk about, and spent a few seconds embarrassed. Seeing that Drark's impatience on his face had reached the edge of the outbreak, he had to say, "Sir, I'm afraid we are The military order for the scroll has been completed as scheduled. "

Sure enough, as soon as this sentence was spoken, Druck's brows were tightened tightly: "Specifically, what's going on? I remember you have eight, oh no, plus that newcomer, it should be nine. 20 It should not be difficult to complete 800 scrolls in a day, right? "

"No, sir, there are only seven of them now. Hanson and Münster both accidentally backfired. Now I can only receive 35 scrolls a day. Sir, I write every day for three days. 5 scrolls, I have tried my best, but this is useless, there is still a gap of 100. "Warwick spread his hands helplessly.

This sentence caused Drak to erupt directly: "Damn! You idiot! In this section, where do you want me to find someone for you? Elixir, low-level magic equipment, the entire academy, every apprentice is in Everyone is busy responding to this military order! Come to me, do you want me to help you in person? "

He is a formal magician at level 2 and writing a level 0 scroll is a joke! He can't pull this face!

Moreover, he is not very good at drawing magic scrolls. It is estimated that his ability in this regard is equivalent to a high-level magic apprentice.

Most importantly, he's busy, busy making money. He is learning a level 3 magic, and has reached the final stage of putting it into practice. He needs to rent a tutor's pool of elements.

Using the Element Pool for an hour's rent is 100 gold coins. It takes him a month to earn this money, and his magic experiment takes at least three hours.

So, he doesn't have time to mix up these wreckages of magic apprentices!

Warwick faced his face bitterly and quickly shook his head. "No, no, sir, I didn't mean it that way. I was wondering if we could lower the number of orders, such as 700, no no no, 750 or something."

Drack shook his head: "The order is negotiated between the mentor and quartermaster. It has already been set. I have no right to modify ..... damn, how can I have such a bad thing!"

He has a headache. Warwick, the chief person in charge of trading low-level magic items in the magic tower, made a mistake here. The magical apprentice will not punish him directly, but his Drak!

Of course, the tutor will not remove him as the director, but his share will definitely be deducted. Once this happens, the date of his level 3 magic experiment will be greatly delayed.

‘What can I do? The instructor's personality has become more and more strange recently, and he has been asking him to collect some strange magical materials recently. If something really happens, I'll probably do it for nothing this year ... Oh my god, how could I have encountered such unlucky things! ’Druck fell to a freezing point.

Don't think about it, Drack couldn't think of any good way. He finally found out that if he wanted to continue to improve on the magic road, he had to take care of it.

Unfortunately, he can only say: "You go back first, I go to other magic towers to ask if there are any extra scrolls. Also, don't count on me in this matter, try to write as much as possible to reduce the gap , Understand? "

Warwick nodded again and again: "Yes, sir, I will work hard."

"Get out of here!" Drucker's irritability drove him down.

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The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is always so cruel and ruthless. On the second day after reporting with Drak, Warwick did his best and still completed 6 scrolls, plus the results of other magic apprentices. The total number of scrolls he received on this day was only 25. Now, only Link's scrolls have not been handed in.

"Oops, everyone is tired, and the speed is getting slower and slower." Warwick felt that if the current trend continues, the gap is estimated to be far more than 100, maybe 200, and 300 may be possible. ．

That's terrible!

While Warwick felt unlovable, the door of the small room under the stairs opened on time, and Link's figure appeared at the door, holding a large scroll in his hand.

Warwick's eyes flashed sharply, and he hurriedly greeted him, asking in his mouth, "Linke, how many are you writing today?"

Lin ’s answer, he has already started to count: "One, two, three ... eight, nine, ten ... ten? I Am I right? "

Warrick rubbed his eyes and started counting again. Although this was the simplest number, he couldn't believe it.

I wrote 10 scrolls a day, and I wrote 5 the day before yesterday, and 7 yesterday. This is a high-intensity burst for many days in a row. Isn't this guy tired?

After counting again, Warwick finally confirmed that he couldn't help shouting: "The Lord of Glory is up, Link, you really wrote 10 scrolls, it's incredible!"

This voice once again shocked the magic apprentices in the hall. Everyone turned to look at them. As soon as they saw the scroll in Link's hand, a large number of apprentices came around immediately.

Really, 10 scrolls a day. This is the same as the record of drawing magic scrolls in the past 3 years. It wo n’t be eye-catching.

"Warwick, check it out!" Someone urged that if every scroll was really valid, this guy named Link would be awesome.

Maybe this guy's magical talent is not good, maybe this guy is taciturn, but with this ability to draw magic scrolls, he can definitely get a place in the East Valley Magic Academy.

Warwick swallowed his mouth, he started to check, and the magic apprentices next to him also helped to check. Soon, after the check, all 10 scrolls were valid, and they were all boutiques, which seemed to be better than yesterday's scrolls. It should also be exquisite and beautiful, with a beautiful and colorful volume, and clear lines, which makes people reluctant to let go once they have it in their hands.

What's more terrifying is that each of these 10 scrolls is exactly the same, as if printed on a mold.

"Linke, you're great!" Warwick was really convinced. On drawing scrolls, he felt that this kid was already a well-deserved first among apprentices in magic.

Linke still only smiled slightly, it seems that this is just a trivial matter: "Since the scroll is OK, then I will take a break."

"Go and go, take a good rest." Warwick hurried, he felt that if this time they can survive the difficulties, it is estimated that this Link will depend on.

Another day later, Link continued to turn in the scrolls. This time there were 13 cards, which not only broke the record of Bell Magic Tower ’s magical apprenticeship for ten years, but also 12 records of the entire East Valley Magic Academy. In terms of the quality of the scroll, no one can expect it.

This time, all apprentices are convinced!

The news spread quickly. Soon, the magic apprentices of the East Valley Magic Academy knew that there was a scroll geek in the Bell Magic Tower, which could draw 15 superb scrolls a day.

After another day, this rumor has changed a bit, from 13 to 14 and a day later to 15 again. Until a week later, it has stabilized in the horror of fifteen photos a day.

This magic apprentice named Link looks like a tireless monster.

Ten days later, Warwick received a total of 420 magic scrolls, of which 120 were written by Link, and the other 6 people contributed only 300. Link ’s workload was more than two magic apprentices alone. More up.

"It seems that it's not just about closing the gap. It seems to be about to complete the order." Warwick carefully counted the number of finished magic scrolls, and was completely shocked.

A click sounded, the door of the small room under the stairs opened again, and Link came out with a large scroll of magic.

Warwick immediately put down his work and greeted him quickly. He took over the scroll in Link ’s hand, and his face was full of smiles: “I ’m here, Link, I went to Moira on purpose. The instructor's magic tower bought some delicious food, you can eat it. "

Linke is his treasure now, so he must be entertained.

"Thank you." Link nodded, and sat down at Warwick's table, enjoying the food that Warwick had prepared carefully.

When finished, Warwick also checked the scrolls and still passed once, and each one was superb.

"Sitting for a long time, I feel a little sullen, and I want to take a walk outside." Link said, this time not because of his agreement with Elette, but because he recently came up with a magical skill that needs to go to Verora. Experiment secretly in the magic tower.

"Go and go, take a good break." Warwick was very attentive.

Linke just walked for three minutes, and Druck walked into the tower. He still had a worried expression on his face. When he saw Warwick, he said, "What happened to the scroll?"

As a formal magician, Drucker never mixes with magical apprentices, so the rumors circulating among the apprentices have never been heard of him. More importantly, these days he's so busy that he's scorched for the scroll In fact, he basically did not stay at the Academy of Magic, but found someone in Heguzhen to buy scrolls at a high price. He also had to spend time learning magic and had to find a way to earn enough money for magic experiments, which drove him crazy.

He did his best, but the results were very effective. So far, he has only received 20 copies.

There are 10 days left. If that doesn't work, Drucker can only pull down his face and start working on his own.

Unexpectedly, Warwick smiled: "Sir, things have changed and the gap has been filled."

"What's happening?" Drucker froze.

"Have you not heard of it? A genius for drawing scrolls has emerged from the Magic Tower." A magic apprentice next to her said.

"Genius? Who is it?" Druck was even more confused.