"Tsk, why are you threatening a child?”
Yiniwen pursed her lips softly.
She could clearly see Little Doreen's desire to learn swordsmanship.
It was only because of Sylvia's terrifying gaze that Little Doreen changed her mind.
"Big Sister Yiniwen, what are you talking about?”
Sylvia asked in a friendly manner.
"It's nothing, it's nothing. You teach, I'll watch from the side. When you're done with your magic, I'll hand in my sword skills.”
Yiniwen quickly waved her hand and sat down on a rock at the side.
Anyway, the mission His Majesty had given her was to let Little Doreen learn magic and swordsmanship at the same time.
Ximu did not want his daughter to become a Magician who was weak in close combat.
Most of the human mages on this continent were helpless once they were approached.
However, this was also the fairness of the world.
Mages naturally dealt much more damage than melee classes like Blade Masters, so they naturally had to have complicated chants and melee shortcomings.
Therefore, some mages with talent in close combat would learn some life-saving close combat techniques so that they could quickly pull away when the enemy approached them.
"Little Doreen, don't be distracted by Sister Eneven. Next, I'm going to teach you the simplest fireball spell. Watch and learn ~"
Sylvia took out her long-lost magic staff.
He gently stroked the lines on the magic staff.
The mageweath carved on the magic staff could allow a mage to communicate with the elemental particles more smoothly when releasing magic. At the same time, it could increase the power of the magic released.
In fact, even without a magic staff, a mage could still use magic. The disadvantage was that the chanting time would be longer and the power would be reduced.
The process of chanting was actually the process of communicating and absorbing elemental particles.
"God of Fire, please descend the first wisp of pure fire between heaven and earth, pierce the darkness of the earth-Fireball!”
The magic crystal at the tip of the magic staff instantly turned red, and the fire elemental particles in the world quickly gathered at the tip of the magic staff.
A scorching fireball appeared in front of everyone.
"Wow ~"
Gwendolyn's eyes lit up with admiration.
Sensing her daughter's gaze, the corners of Sylvia's mouth curled up slightly. The feeling of being admired by her daughter... was not bad.
After preparing everything, Sylvia pointed her magic staff at the wooden stake not far away.
"Go!"
Boom!
The scorching fireball was like a wild horse that had lost its reins in the next moment as it dashed towards the nearby wooden stake.
It left a long flame trail in the air.
Boom!
The moment it hit the wooden stake, flames soared into the sky. The shock wave of the explosion instantly shattered the wooden stake into pieces, and dust flew everywhere.
The crackling sound of flames devouring firewood echoed in the surroundings.
"Mommy is so awesome!"
Pa, pa, pa ~
Gwendolyn clapped her hands.
Cheers for her mother, Sylvia.
"Actually, it's very simple. Little Doreen, as long as you practice a little, you'll be able to master it very quickly.”
Even though she already had a daughter, Sylvia was still like a child.
Even when his daughter admired and praised him, he would still cover his rosy cheeks in embarrassment.
"Amazing! Sister Sylvia, I've never seen you fight before. I didn't know your magic was so strong.”
Even Yiniwen, who was sitting on the rock, was shocked.
After all, she had been in the Westshepherd clan for half a year and had never seen Sylvia fight.
To put it bluntly, Sylvia was just a flower vase in the eyes of Enivonne.
"It's nothing. Speaking of which, Sister Eneven, don't you Night Elves have any elves who learn magic?”
Sylvia asked curiously.
"Well…we Night Elves are different from other Elves. We prefer the feeling of sweat flowing through our bodies during combat.”
Yiniwen scratched her face with a finger, looking a little embarrassed.
It looked like there was something difficult to say.
Silvia was very sensible and did not ask any more questions. Instead, she nodded and looked like she trusted her very much.
"Sigh, alright, alright. Since we're family now, it's not like I can't tell you. It's okay to tell you.”
Seeing this, Yiniwen had no choice but to reveal the truth.
In fact, ever since the Night Elves betrayed their faith and became non-believers, the Goddess of Nature, who had the power of the natural elements, naturally wanted to take revenge on them.
As a result, the Night Elves 'ability to communicate with elemental power was almost zero. Generally speaking, only one out of more than 10,000 Night Elves could communicate with elemental power and become a Night Elf Mage.
In a world where gods truly existed, betraying faith was the consequence.
Not to mention the Night Elves, even the king-level Chromatic Dragons on the continent would be sentenced to death by Tiamat if they openly betrayed the faith of the mother of the evil dragons.
To truly obtain freedom and get rid of the gods, one had to become a god! Become a god that you must believe in and a powerful god!
However, it was easier said than done for mortal creatures to become gods.
"Sister Eneven…I'm sorry, I didn't know about the Night Elves.”
Sylvia felt sad for Yunivonne and the others.
Unfortunately, she could not provide any help.
"It's okay, we Night Elves are used to it. It's been tens of thousands of years since we were cursed by the goddess.”
Yiniwen waved her hand indifferently.
After nearly 100,000 years, the Night Elves of her generation no longer hated the Goddess of Nature.
Or rather, he had long been used to such a life.
However, if there was a chance to kill the Goddess of Nature, she would definitely do it for all the Night Elves.
"Mother, and Aunt Enewin, are we going to learn or not?”
Gwendolyn didn't pay attention to what the two elders were saying.
All of his attention was focused on the magic staff in Sylvia's hand.
Gwendolyn liked the shiny things.
This might be the hidden Red Dragon bloodline consciousness causing trouble.
From the beginning to the end, the dragon liked this kind of shiny thing very much.
"I'm sorry, Little Doreen. I almost forgot that I'm here to train you today. Cough, cough. Let's start practicing again. Let's start with magic knowledge.”
" Ah! No! Mommy!"
……
Dragon lair
"Your Majesty, those humans have crossed the line. They clearly know that this is your territory, but they still dare to deliberately step on our borders to transport trade goods. This is challenging your bottom line!”
Chris was reporting the recent findings of the gnolls.
Since half a year ago, the monsters had set up sentry towers near the border of the Dorkafa Mountain Range in order to prevent any thieves from entering the dragon's territory.
In the end, some people knew that there were monsters here, but they often stepped on the red line and deliberately walked past.
If it wasn't for the fact that His Majesty was about to fall into a deep sleep in the next few years, Chris wouldn't have been able to resist making a move to keep him here.
"Hmph, lowly ants, they are jumping on the head of a dragon! Chris, if they step on our territory, then cut off their foot!”
"Yes, sir!"
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