From the present point of view, Barton is a gray robe mage, but his body is hidden in magic secrets, which is quite a lot and can be called a walking humanoid magic knowledge base
What if I could pull out all the things Barton knew?
This is not difficult to implement because Barton, although he knows a lot about magic, is just a gray robe mage, which means that he is an ordinary man after all, and it is easy for a real mage like himself to deal with him.
In terms of magic, I have my own artifact hand knowledge. If I get this walking humanoid spell knowledge base to supplement myself, wouldn’t I be an enemy? It seems inevitable to become a white robe mage!
Xiu thought more and more, but when he saw the model in front of him, he saw the slaves around him covered with magic lines. His increasingly hot heart slowly cooled down and he smiled bitterly.
If only his idea had come out earlier, it happened that it was too late to give birth at this time.
Barton is a gray robe mage and an ordinary man, but his slaves are not.
Barton’s transformation of these slaves is already a powerful force.
Hugh just watched the last life-and-death battle and knew what level these slaves were. If you prepare for Hugh, you can still deal with one or two, but there are six slaves here! Even with the help of artifacts, I’m not sure I can handle them, not to mention there are four slaves with magic marks in the distance.
This is a huge force, and judging from the intimacy between these slaves and Barton, this huge force obviously firmly grasps Barton’s body. It is not easy for him to deal with Barton now. On the contrary, it will be very difficult and life-threatening.
Alas……
Xiu sighed in his heart and hated himself for missing the good opportunity, but his horse cheered up again.
Just because he can’t take Barton now doesn’t mean he can’t do it later.
Artifact hand and Barton taught him pinyin. He believes that his strength will grow by leaps and bounds in the next few days. As his strength grows, how long will it take for Xu Bule to have the strength to deal with Barton? At that time, this walking humanoid spell knowledge base will become him!
Xiu doesn’t know if he is really a qualified actor. His face changes a lot when he thinks about these thoughts. If he is not a fool, he can see it. However, Norman’s blindness seems to have ended again. He has been showing Xiu his proud achievements in foreign magic, a guy who can’t become a mage.
But after figuring it out, he stopped changing color and smiled at Norman kindly for several times, trying to hide his thoughts in this clumsy way, and then continued to listen carefully to Norman.
But Monroe’s slogan is so much. Norman didn’t finish it for long.
"… that’s it, Mr. Xiu. What do you think?"
Norman smiled and looked at the face-repairing with irrepressible pride.
Hugh praised, "Mr. Barton, your research and development on the principle of magic is really amazing!" Then there was nothing to say.
Obviously, you can’t ask this mage who is obsessed with magic to come casually like Norman, and he can talk a lot. Speaking of this, he has done his best.
This is the most disgusting kiss-up he has ever taken in his life.
Norman laughed "Thank you" and then turned to Monroe and asked, "What do you think of Monroe now? I want to hear your thoughts, both for me and Mr. Xiu, which I think will be of great help. "
May be due to have a guilty conscience Monroe feel Norman staring at his eyes shine like the sun seems to light up those dark thoughts in his heart, which makes him panic and hurriedly avenue "thank you, Barton, I feel very good, very good, very good now! As Master Xiu said, Lord Barton, your wisdom and strength are amazing! Being your slave is the greatest honor in my life! "
This guy, who came to be a craftsman, was obviously born with the talent of being an official, and his ability to kiss up to others was much higher than that of Xiu. Norman was very happy when he heard this. He repeatedly slapped Monroe on the shoulder and hugged him tighter and closer.
And these words, a move out to let those around pricked up their ears and listen to the slaves, let Jacob let Hugh see them.
Everyone is still, but they are different. Norman is flattered by this flattery. Haha, his mouth doesn’t close properly, and he doesn’t notice the strange atmosphere around him.
Chapter four hundred and ninety-nine conferring
Dempsey didn’t continue the carriage shivering, but Norman was not far away for half a day.
When those alien departments got the news after they left, he came to look for Norman, but he didn’t bother them until he met Xiu and Norman. One of them was a mysterious mage, and the other just worked miracles and repelled the leader of two powerful armed forces without hurting a single soldier. Now he can’t afford to offend either of them.
It was not until now that Hugh’s conversation with Norman was over that he finally greeted him with a smile and couldn’t wait to say, "Mr. Barton, let’s start quickly," for fear that those who had left the alien race would return.
Dempsey’s present words are much more polite than before, which is partly due to Norman’s achievements-he has never seen Master Xiu have such an affectionate attitude towards anyone, which makes him feel a little confused about Norman’s true identity, and his tone is therefore softer and more polite than ever.
Dempsey was busy trying to leave, but Norman was not in a hurry. He waved "Wait a minute, Mr. Dempsey" and looked at Monroe. Without a second, his eyes shifted from Monroe’s body to the rest. Those slaves swept the avenue from them. "Monroe Dairic Harriet …" He reported the names of the six slaves one by one.
This made these slaves with ghosts in their hearts hitched a little bit and became suspicious.
"You did a good job today and made great contributions!"
It turned out to be a reward
Hearing Norman’s words, this big stone fell to these suspicious guys’ hearts.
"And your strength is different now, that is, compared with those soldiers in the team, you should not be worse."
This word fell aside and Jacob’s ear turned slightly red.
Norman’s words are really polite. Jacob thinks that if there is a real fight, where can these slaves and his own soldiers be rivals? Even Boyce, who can hit him best, can’t.
At the same time, Jacob’s affection for Barton rose a little, and he thanked the other party for leaving some noodles for himself.
And just then a sound came from the side.
"It’s all Mr. Barton’s credit. If Mr. Barton hadn’t tattooed us, we would still be tired of moving a piece of wood. How can ordinary people defeat those powerful aliens?"
Norman looked around and saw that it was Dairic.
This guy, who has been beaten black and blue by Wei Lusi, looks like a terrorist injury, but it’s not serious. It’s just some skin injuries, and you can hear it from his talk.
After kissing this ass, Dairic didn’t stop and raised his fist to shout "Barton! Barton! "
Dairic can see that their master seems to like to hear people say good things about him, so he might as well say more himself, hoping that he won’t have any doubts about himself.
He led several slaves with ulterior motives and rushed to follow him. Although the sound was uneven, the momentum came out
Ha, he is such a flatterer. I wonder if he used to be a businessman.
Norman thought so in his heart.
Listen to these slaves shouting "Barton" around again. Norman’s face turned slightly red and repeatedly raised his hand to stop "what you said is also reasonable. I have done a lot of credit here, but so have you, and everyone is not modest."
You did a lot of credit?
It’s said that they were the ones who killed and killed just now. You came out and said a few words. After watching the play for a long time, you dare to shamelessly recognize the credit. This face is also thick.
Several slaves looked weird, but people dared to say that they continued to shout "Barton". Finally, Norman waved again and again, and they finally stopped. Norman could continue to talk.