Chapter 431 To Assist in Casting Spells, Contract a Magic Pet First?

Half an hour later, Grete huddled in the hot spring, shivering. Although the fish brain brought him a large amount of spiritual energy and a small amount of life energy, it was obvious that the heat converted into this life energy was not enough to keep him warm...

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!!!"

"Gretel, are you feeling better now?" Cerela shrank listlessly on the other side. Ugh, it's all her fault, if only she didn't catch that big fish back, or let Gretel eat the fish brains. Or, when she first controlled the water wall, she shouldn't have sprayed so much cold breath?

"Let me soak for a while longer..." Gretel shrank down again: "Let me soak for a while longer, and when I get warm, I will start grilling the fish for you... Ah Sneeze!"

"I don't want to eat it!" The silver dragon girl stamped her feet. With a "boom", water splashed everywhere, like a small bomb exploding in a hot spring pool:

"Gretel, give yourself a shot to remove the disease!"

"I haven't learned yet... Ah Zhi!"

The tragedy of Gretel was that he advanced to the fifth level in too short a time, and the priest's spells were not like the wizard's magic, so he had a lot of ready-made information to memorize. After advancing, he focused most of his energy on treating barbarians and studying electrocardiogram magic. [Remove Disease], a commonly used third-level healing magic, he does not know...

"Okay then." The silver dragon girl muttered in annoyance. "Get up quickly, get dressed, and I'll take you back! Ask aunt to give you a massage!"

"What about the fish?"

"Don't eat it!"

The fish they grew up in has been dead for 12 hours, lying straight on the stone with all its blood drained. The incident happened suddenly, Cerela did not freeze it with ice breath, and the picky Ms. Silver Dragon refused to eat stale fish...

Half an hour later, Grete was fully dressed and once again hung under the claws of the silver dragon, shuttled through the sky. The silver dragon's wings flapped and flapped, and Grete swung and swung underneath, all the way back to the dragon's nest...

"A sneeze! A sneeze! A sneeze!"

Damn it, I have a bad cold again... Obviously, when a person catches a cold and should try to avoid the wind, flying by plane has incomparable advantages over being grabbed by a dragon...

Ms. Silver Dragon treated him very gently, and even provided study guidance on [Removing Disease]. However, she had no immediate solution to the problem that Grete's mage level could not be advanced and she could not control the ECG magic.

Ophelia's suggestion is to either wait for the natural growth of magic ability, or strengthen spell practice, or...

"Otherwise, why don't you contract a magic pet? A magic pet can share the mental pressure of the owner and help control it. Some magic pets can also provide some additional abilities. Speaking of which, the council is so concerned about you that they haven't even helped you find a magic pet. Pet, it’s quite strange~~~”

She clicked her tongue in surprise. Grete blinked, embarrassed to say that he didn’t want familiars—the common familiars in the parliament’s general exchange list, such as bats, cats, falcons, lizards, owls, and mice. , ravens, snakes, toads, etc., he is not very interested.

It's weak, dirty, and disgusting. It takes time for him to feed it, and it also takes time for him to take care of it. He really wants someone like Mr. Trocca, who can be big or small, can talk, shape-shift, and has incredible fighting power. Where can I find one?

However, the Dragon Clan is relatively well-informed. Gretel took the opportunity to consult her:

"Madam, I really want to contract a magic pet. However, none of the common ones meet my needs. In addition, I want to contract an incorporeal body that can enter the human body without harm, explore the situation, and let me share it. Its vision—ma’am, with your insight, can you guide me?”

"this--"

Ophelia held her chin in thought. Contracting an incorporeal body is not a difficult requirement for the Dragon Clan, but it is too difficult for Gretel. Most of the incorporeal bodies, such as ghosts, ghosts, and banshees are too powerful. If you contract with them, you still don’t know who is contracting with whom!

Besides, even weak enough incorporeal bodies naturally carry negative energy. This kind of infirmity will cause harm to a healthy person, but will it enter and exit a patient's body?

That's a rhythm that's going to kill people!

Ms. Silver Dragon thought one by one. Ghosts, no, resentful souls, no, bound spirits, no, the kind of soul that has been purified of grievances... Yes, yes, but it can be encountered but cannot be sought. Resentments dissipate and wishes are fulfilled, but a soul that does not dissipate can persist, too Too little, too little...

Or, ancestral spirits?

Sacrifice to the spirit?

She turned her thoughtful eyes and looked at the barbarian who was chopping fish meat beside her. Grete persuaded Serira to freeze the big fish, put it in the space bag and brought it back. The big fish has been dead for a long time and has not been preserved. The silver dragon girl thinks it is stale and looks down on it. But the barbarians are all happy:

What great food!

What a powerful force!

If you eat this batch, the warriors in the tribe will have several breakthroughs and advanced levels!

"Perhaps the answer you are looking for is with them." Ophelia pointed in the direction of Elder Gushan:

"I heard that the barbarians believed in ancestors, natural spirits, and mountains and vegetation. They made contracts with them, provided sacrifices, and borrowed their power. When I was a boy, I once saw totems at the entrance of their villages. The shadow perched on the pillar... I just don’t know if such an existence can be granted to outsiders?"

When the barbarian elder saw her gesture, he immediately put down what he was holding, walked quickly, and stood still to listen. After Ophelia finished speaking, he immediately followed up with a respectful voice:

"Of course this is not possible in normal times. There is only such a guardian spirit in a village, which is very precious and takes a long time to cultivate. However, life in the wilderness is difficult, and some small villages and tribes will always disappear, and if their guardian spirits If it is preserved by a large tribe, it will be used as a suitable resource and can be exchanged at the right time."

The old man bowed respectfully. With his white beard fluttering, he looked at Grete with eyes filled with gratitude and expectation:

"This kind of exchange often appears at annual gatherings. Warriors who win the first place in competitions and spellcasters who are admired by all the elders, even outsiders, may obtain such gifts. Sir, at the annual gathering It’s the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, and it will be here in just over a month. If you are interested, we are willing to show you the way.”

"Then what are you waiting for?" Before Gretel could answer, Cerela had already jumped up, eager to try:

"Go! Grete, you go, and I'll go too! Let's pick a good one!"

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