Chapter 918 Gretel: Teacher, Brothers and Sisters, Please Help!

Grete held the cat and went straight to Archmage Edgar.

He remembered that Lin En had mentioned that Mr. Trocca was the cub of some kind of magical beast. Archmage Edgar and his friends specially captured it and gave it to Brother Lin for self-defense. There is a problem now. Maybe Archmage Edgar knows how to save it?

Unfortunately, Edgar doesn't know either. The Archmage walked around Mr. Troca three times, furrowing his thick eyebrows and shaking his head:

"I'm not good at treating monsters either. Something happened to Linn? Did it come back to report? - I'll take you to find someone else..."

Gretel followed him outside. Archmage Edgar led him through the tunnel made of human bones, glass bottles and various internal organs. As he walked, he muttered:

"Let me think about it. Old Fritz from the Conjuration Department is the best at summoning contracted monsters. Vieri from the Transformation Department specializes in human body deformation and is very familiar with all kinds of Warcraft..."

They first went to the Tower of All Laws, where Archmage Fritz said there was nothing they could do;

Going to the Department of Change again, Archmage Vieri put on a pair of special glasses and put Mr. Trocca into a large magical instrument like a fume hood. The cupboard door closed, and as soon as the colorful magic circle was activated, Gretel's eyes lit up:

On the surface of Mr. Troca's body, the lights that are constantly expanding and contracting are fixed in one place!

Archmage Vieri rotated the lens a few times, then chanted a spell and made gestures into the "fume cupboard". Release a spell, move two steps, and adjust the lens; release a spell, move two steps, and adjust the magic circle...

On his pair of glasses, there are more than ten lenses inserted layer by layer, each lens has a small handle and engraving for rotation. The colorful light changes, reflecting the archmage's face in various colors, especially the pair of glasses, which are no different from the compound eyes of a dragonfly.

As the Archmage observes and adjusts, the magical light ebbs and flows in the "fume cupboard". Finally, all the power was woven into a big net, compressed bit by bit, and penetrated deeply into Mr. Trocca's body——

Gradually, a palm-sized black cat cub with a white scarf and white gloves lay dying at the bottom of the "fume cupboard". His eyes were closed tightly, he could not move, and even his screams were so weak that they almost disappeared.

"It's ready!"

Grete said in surprise. Archmage Vieri shook his head:

"I have only temporarily stabilized its condition. Although this little guy is a monster, it has been affected by some alien forces and is not completely flesh and blood. That's why it can escape, but if you want to cure it, it's best to Find a higher-level mage to see..."

Gretel and Archmage Edgar looked at each other and saw embarrassment in each other's eyes. Archmage Vieri is already at level 15. Looking for someone with a higher level...

Then you have to find a boss who is level 17 or 18 and is already exploring the path of legend, or simply find a legend!

"You have been so helpful! Thank you so much!"

Gretel hugged the black cat and bowed deeply. He took off his mage badge and planned to pay, but Archmage Vieri smiled and shook his head:

"No, I didn't do anything. - There's no need to pay, just give me a chance for free treatment."

"That's natural!" Grete was overjoyed. He scribbled a note, stamped it with the secret seal, handed it over with one hand - holding the cat in the other - and bowed again:

"You, or someone in your mage tower, or your friend, if you take this note, it will be free!"

He bid farewell to Master Vieri and went straight to the Tower of Babel. Lucky for him, after only waiting for three hours, the Lord of Thunder ended an experiment and called him in:

"What's up?"

"Teacher, save it!" Gretel was wandering around in the reception room. He had been impatient for a long time and left a circular mark on the carpet. After finally waiting for the teacher to summon him, he immediately took out Mr. Trocca and held it high in the palm of his hand:

"Mr. Troca is Brother Linn's contracted monster! It came all the way back and said something happened to Brother Linn, and then it died!"

"Lynn...oh, you became the magician's guide." The Lord of Thunder recalled it and nodded slightly. He pushed up his monocle and looked over intently. Soon, a wisp of silver-white electric light exploded on the transparent lens.

Grete waited breathlessly. The Lord of Thunder watched for a moment, then raised his hand slightly, and Mr. Troca floated into the air, spinning slowly. Gretel subconsciously threw a [Detection Magic] and immediately opened his eyes:

Inside the kitten's body, there are countless lines running from the limbs to the center. Each slightly larger light spot is like a string of beads, connected by lines. And all the lines finally converge on the brightest light group in the deepest part of the body.

——But now, a large piece of the light group is missing, as if it has been bitten by someone. The hazy mist of light continued to emanate from the gap, overflowing to the outside, and then being enveloped by the bright light threads, and forced back into the body.

"Did you see clearly?"

The Lord of Thunder suddenly asked. Gretel nodded quickly. The Lord of Thunder looked at him with satisfaction and pointed at the black cat:

"A piece of its 'existence' has been torn off. Not to mention that no one can handle it. Even I can only temporarily stabilize its state and cannot make up for it out of thin air. Of course, as long as it is found back, it can still be restored - —So you want to save people?"

"That's for sure! It was Brother Lin En who was in trouble!"

Gretel answered without thinking. The Lord of Thunder pondered for a moment:

"You are level 9. In a place like the New World, as long as you are smart, there will be no problem. However, anything that can tear off this [existence] must either be level 15 or above, or the method is very weird. Do your best. get ready?"

"I'll be ready!"

"Then go ahead."

The Lord of Thunder waved his hand casually. Grete bowed, hugged the black cat back, turned and left. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back:

"teacher!"

"Um?"

"Teacher, my hospital... I have to ask the teacher to take care of me while I'm going to the New World..."

"roll roll roll!"

Grete hugged the black cat and rolled out of the office at the speed of light. After thinking about it, he went downstairs and knocked on the door of two senior brothers and sisters:

"I'm going to have an adventure in the New World... Senior brother and sister, can you help me?"

"What do you want?" Archmage Baierbo has already placed one hand on the space bag. Senior Sister Philby pressed his arm and asked Grete seriously:

"Equipment? Potion? Assistant? Spell book? When are you leaving? Make an order and come here, we will try our best to help you get together what we can!"

She said a word and Gretel shook his head. After saying that, Grete put the black cat on the ground and stretched out his hands:

"Everything else is complete. It's just the constant spell. I don't have time to study it myself. Senior brother and sister, can you help me put together a set?"

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