Chapter 20: Accident
Another magician took out two pages of information and handed them to Isabella. Legendary Archmage glanced at it and jumped up: "He improved the fireball spell? Let me see what he improved... a total of seven improvements! It's really good, he can cast a third-level fireball at the first level, even I back then..."
Legendary Archmage suddenly coughed, and then continued: "When I became a first-level magician, I could only cast four or five fireballs. But the little guy is really a genius, and he is also an Artificer, and he has the blood of Malificus ! Hehe, hehe, haha!"
Isabella looked at the two pages in her hand again and again, as if she could never get enough of them, and finally couldn't help laughing. Amidst the loud laughter, the Legendary Archmage said to Gray Dwarf, "Let's adjust the budget for Little Eldrin this month. Um, just increase it under the item of My Joy..."
Before he could even say the exact number, Gray Dwarf, who knew the Legendary Archmage's temper well, immediately reminded him loudly, "Your Highness, you seem to be too happy right now!"
Archmage understood what he heard and couldn't help laughing, but he decided to postpone the budget adjustment.
At this moment, the future Saint Forgemaster was completely unaware of what was happening. Little Eldrin was standing in the bathroom, pouring a basin of cold water on his head. He had already turned off the magic heating equipment in the living area. This system was comfortable and could maintain a constant temperature all year round, but the cost of running it for a month was 1,000 gold coins. When this basin of icy water was poured on his body, every muscle of Eldrin couldn't help but twitch. But only in this way could he extinguish the boiling blood that kept surging in his body.
From the physical fight with Papin before the duel to the two heart-pounding kicks on the duel field, Eldrin now doesn't know why he did such a crazy thing at that time. Was it because of Papin 's insult to his mother? But it was definitely not all for this reason. The time he grabbed Papin 's head and threw it to the ground, and the second fireball he was about to shoot in the duel field, were both actions that could kill him. Eldrin, who still had the simple nature of a mountain boy, still believed that although Papin must be punished, he was far from being killed. But at that time, the insulted Eldrin only felt a stream of burning blood rushing to his head, and his whole body seemed to fall into a furnace. Papin in his eyes became extremely hateful, and even Eldrin felt that tearing him apart would not be able to dilute the hatred in his heart! So smashing Papin 's face to the ground was just the beginning. And in the duel field, Eldrin would rather overdraw his magic power than set Papin on fire on the spot. The second fireball would definitely turn Papin, who no longer had any magical defense ability, into a human torch, and die in great pain .
Overdrawing magic power is a taboo for magicians. Depending on the amount of overdrawn magic power, the recovery speed of magic power will be slowed down, ranging from one month to several years. In severe cases, the magician's magic power will be downgraded or even directly killed. This is a heavy price, but Eldrin is willing to pay any price, just to kill Papin . But even if Papin was killed a hundred times, it would not be enough to vent the anger in Eldrin's heart at that time.
After the duel, Eldrin was so groggy that he barely knew how he got back to the residential area. He only vaguely sensed that there were suddenly more people around him, and their anxiety and concern for him were many times greater than before.
When Eldrin awoke again it was three days after the duel.
The aftermath of the boiling blood was still there, and Eldrin couldn't help but want to trouble Papin again. Little Eldrin then realized that his condition was indeed not normal. His temper became unusually violent , and a lot of murderous intent surged from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't even control his actions. Until now, he wanted to smash something hard to quietly vent his anger.
Wow! Another bucket of cold water poured down on my head!
In this weather, although Eldrin's body was much stronger than that of an average teenager, he was still shivering with cold and his face was pale. But after the coldness passed, Eldrin felt the burning blood stirring again, and this time it also triggered the faint resonance of magic in his body. Eldrin gritted his teeth, grabbed the wooden barrel again with his stiff hands, filled it with water, and then shoveled a shovel of crushed ice into the barrel. Such a simple action was very difficult to do, because most of the joints were stiff, and the fingers had no feeling at all.
Just as Eldrin was struggling to lift the barrel, a clear and sweet voice suddenly came from behind him: "Hey! Is anyone in there? Come out and eat!"
The shock came suddenly, and Eldrin's mind went blank, just like when he was a child in the mountains and a wolf quietly grabbed his neck from behind. The instincts he had trained in the mountains made him immediately drop the barrel and throw himself backwards, trying to fight the attacker to the death. Turning around, Eldrin saw a girl standing at the door of the shower room, looking inside. Eldrin recognized that this was the girl who had always delivered bills to him , but he could no longer control his stiff body, and he threw himself on the girl and threw her to the ground.
Eldrin looked like a boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old, and was about the same height as the girl. The girl was pinned down and immediately cried out in pain.
Somehow, Eldrin's usually clear mind became a little drowsy now. Things that he could think clearly in an instant now took a long time to understand. His body temperature had dropped very low, but the boiling blood hidden deep inside was still restless. Moreover, the girl's clothes were very thin. Deepblue 's magic robes had the function of keeping warm. Even in winter, there was no need for too many clothes, so he could clearly feel the girl's hot body temperature. The collision of cold skin and the girl's fire made little Eldrin's senses more acute than ever. The girl's body was full of youthful breath. Moreover, the boiling blood seemed to have found a target, but it didn't seem to be very smooth, and the effect of the several large buckets of ice water in front was still there. After the boiling blood advanced a short distance, the progress became slow.
"Why are you here? How did you get in?" Eldrin asked in surprise, trying to maintain his limited clarity.
"I am responsible for delivering meals to you now. But you have been sleeping all the time. I have come here twice. How could I know that you would suddenly disappear... Ouch!" The girl said innocently. She was knocked over and pressed by Eldrin. She was dizzy and now began to feel severe pain all over her body. Although she was already a formal second-level magician, magicians did not have strong bodies like warriors. Most magicians were not much stronger than ordinary people.
Eldrin then remembered that he was still holding the girl down, so he tried to get up apologetically, but his cold and stiff joints prevented him from doing so. He just managed to stand up halfway before he fell on the girl again. He struggled a few times. After all, Eldrin was not a warrior, and the effects of the buckets of ice water would not wear off so easily.
The girl's face suddenly flushed, and she subconsciously reached out to push Eldrin away. But when she touched Eldrin's young body, she suddenly changed her mind and changed from pushing to hugging, like a cat that refused to be quiet even when it was pinned down.
Eldrin was a little surprised by the girl's reaction. She had clearly wanted to help him stand up, so why did she suddenly become an obstacle? However, the girl's reaction made him feel strange. It was the first time in his eleven years of life that he felt his heartbeat speed up. Suddenly, Eldrin thought it was good to hold her down like this, and he didn't want to get up anymore.
This was not a wild thought, but was supported by sufficient data. Eldrin had obtained almost all the data of the girl's body. His talents of precision and wisdom were used at the same time, and he even constructed equations to describe the changes in some important curves. Numbers once again made Eldrin feel the beauty, but unfortunately it was inappropriate. With a layer of numbers and formulas between them, the impact of the budding feeling was immediately weakened by more than half.
Not bad! Age is also an important variable that affects key numbers. The two talents once again correct Eldrin's wrong view.
Just then, the girl's elastic leg suddenly stretched out from the hem of her magic robe and kicked towards Eldrin.