Chapter 919 Gretel, Your Mental Power Is Not Magical!

"So that Lin En's teacher doesn't plan to save people?"

Archmage Baierbo asked casually while flipping through relevant spell materials in the space equipment. Grete shook his head slightly:

"I didn't ask."

"Um?"

"If he plans to rescue people, he will come to me to discuss what we need to bring with us. If he doesn't go, why should I make things difficult for him?"

In this world, no one has any obligations to anyone. Gretel wanted to save people, it was his own business, but he couldn't ask others to do so.

Besides, according to the rules of the Magic Council, it is enough for a teacher to teach his students until they are masters. Unless you are a disciple who inherits the mantle, if you want to ask for advice after becoming a teacher, you will have to pay an extra price.

Of course, great masters like senior brothers and sisters who have always been with the teacher are equivalent to the Yangtze River scholars and outstanding young people who have always worked with academicians in their previous lives.

I led the team independently under the big boss, and was independently responsible for relatively large sub-projects under the big boss's assignment. I have always maintained close contact with the teachers.

In this case, it is normal for the teacher to give lots of guidance and lend a helping hand when in danger.

As for Brother Lin En, he has left his master's sect and traveled for many years, and claimed to be his follower, living in his mage tower all year round...

According to the rules of the mages, compared to Archmage Edgar, he is Linn's boss and the one who needs to be responsible for him. If you want to save someone, you should be the first one to step in. If you don't have enough strength, you can call someone else later.

Archmage Baierbo nodded slightly and said nothing. Beside, the senior sister smiled and said:

"If he wants to go, let him go. He's already at level 9, and it's time to go out and have some adventures. - How about it, little Gretel, have you thought of a spell to stabilize it?"

Gretel took a deep breath and subconsciously straightened his back.

At this moment, he can only thank himself for studying hard these days. There is no exam tomorrow and he will stay up all night to review tonight.

Although it is the senior sister who is asking, the teacher may not be listening...

"The Feather Falling Technique must be constant. It is the most important technique for self-defense and life-saving." Gretel answered very smoothly:

"Language and tongues. These two spells are one for listening and one for speaking. They are very important combinations when traveling in unfamiliar areas. Detect magic, dark vision and see through invisibility are also very useful. If possible, can you add another one to increase resistance?"

The two archmages looked at each other and nodded slightly. Archmage Baierbo smiled and said:

"The combination is good, but it's better to add a spiritual connection. Your combat intuition and vigilance for outdoor adventures are not good..."

In Gretel's sad eyes, he continued to speak without mercy:

"There is a spiritual connection, and an experienced and vigilant warrior will buy you time to react."

Okay, I know I'm a rookie, so that's okay... Gretel nodded depressedly. Senior Brother Baierbo has stood up:

"Let's go, let's find a place to cast the magic constant spell on you. Applying several spells at a time will be a huge burden on your body and mind. It's best to only keep one spell a day."

So it takes seven...no, eight days? Set out to rescue people as soon as possible...

"Can it be three per day? At least two?"

Senior Brother frowned slightly. Seeing Grete's helpless look, he sighed and nodded reluctantly:

"You can give it a try. But if you feel you can't bear it, stop immediately!"

Grete nodded honestly, got up and followed his senior brother into the innermost and strongest room of the laboratory.

As soon as the door was closed, there was no sound at all from outside, not even the magic waves could be transmitted in. Archmage Baierbo directed Gretel to take off his shirt and trousers, leaving only his underwear:

"The earliest way to use magic constancy was to directly tattoo people's bodies. It has been improved now, but if you want to stabilize a few a day, it would be better to outline the magic circle..."

He hooked his hand, and a jar of magic paint appeared out of thin air and began to smear on Gretel's body. The calves, thighs, and chest are all soft and curly, with lines like clouds and feathers appearing all over Gretel’s body:

"The power of the Feather Falling Technique mainly acts on the body. To be precise, just add the legs and torso. The head and hands can be left alone, leaving space for other spells."

Gretel nodded obediently. Archmage Baierbo circled around him to make sure that the magic pattern was drawn correctly, and made a few gestures casually.

Powerful fluctuations were coming. Grete suddenly shuddered:

The wind, the strong wind, the strong wind that made his hair stand on end, came from all directions and poured into every pore of his body. Just standing there, he felt like the buoyancy of the air was greatly increased, lifting him up.

"How about it?"

Archmage Baierbo watched his situation closely. It wasn't until the elemental fluctuations disappeared and there were only some residues of the magic symbols on Grete's body that he asked:

"How do you feel? Do you feel tired physically and mentally? Can you withstand another constant spell?"

Gretel flexed his arms and jumped twice on the spot. Then, he raised a smile and said decisively:

"Not tired at all! Come on!"

Archmage Baierbo looked at him suspiciously and cast a few more detection spells. He stared at the result of the spell feedback, looked at it repeatedly for a long time, and whispered:

"knight……"

Grete decided to pretend not to hear. As for what old Morgan said, his physical fitness, such as strength and bone strength, has long exceeded the standards of a knight, but his fighting will is not condensed enough, and he has been unable to enter the knight stage...

Hey, you must not let your senior brother know about this kind of thing.

Archmage Baierbo muttered for a while, then used the cleaning technique to wipe off the magic paint residue on Grete's body, and began to draw a new magic circle. While drawing, I thought:

"Unlike the Featherfall Technique, the stability of [Language Proficiency] mainly affects your spirit... We changed the direction so as not to increase the burden on you... How are you now?"

When activated, there is a slight tightness in the temples, like a tightened cotton thread - much lighter than the feeling of a tightening curse. Gretel shook his head to get rid of the discomfort:

"another one!"

"another one!"

After the fourth spell was stabilized, Archmage Baierbo was completely shocked. He looked at Gretel, who was in high spirits and showed no signs of fatigue either mentally or physically. He frowned and cast detection spells one by one:

"This is not magic! Regardless of your physical strength, how solid your mental power is is equivalent to a mage? Level 10? It can't be level 11, right?"

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