Light and Darkness by Pitt Michael (free e reader txt) 📖

be injected into the magic circle little by little. From outside to inside, the magic circle began to light up one by one, and various lights were intertwined. When all the magic circles light up, the roar of the devil and the hymn of heaven are intertwined in the magic circle, Roger sweats with sweat, and his ribs protrude, trying to support the magic circle's endless demand for his magic. A black mist slowly appeared in the center of the circle, and the liquid like mercury was dripping continuously. This mass of silver liquid is increasing. When there is so much head, the mist dissipates, leaving only this mass of mercury-like material in the air to constantly change and roll. Roger remembered another spell and put his hand over the mass of matter. Slowly, a golden drop of water oozed from Roger's fingertips and dripped into the mass of matter. The mass of material suddenly wriggled frantically, and a cloud of black mist sprayed out of it, covering the entire circle.

　　 Roger sat weakly on the side, staring at the circle with hope, the silver eyes flashed in front of him from time to time. Roger knew that this time the creature would have never existed in the world, no matter what, he hoped that this pet could have a pair of silver eyes.

　　 The fog was gone, Roger stared at his new pet speechlessly, a crumbling skeleton.

Dogfight

This skeleton does not seem to be a high-level monster, and even a skeleton soldier is not a good thing. The whole skeleton is not big, it can be seen that he was not a very tall person before his death. The bones are scattered with mottled marks, and some bones, such as the important skull, have several very noticeable cracks. As for the ribs, there are less than twenty counts, maybe I don’t know which wild dog was used as a life-saving food. The only thing that is different is that there are two slim skeletons that seem to be wings and the like.
　　 Is this a creature created by God's origin? ? Rogge's jaw is about to fall. This skeleton should not be related to the gods of the heavens. Isn't it true that the gods enjoying infinite glory that day are the same as evil?

　　Rogg’s spiritual power slowly extended over, gradually merged with the skeleton, began to try to control, check this may be a new variety of monster skills. Everything is going well, this skeleton does not seem to have any special abilities, except that its strength is larger than the average skeleton. After a burst of fatigue, Roger knew he had run out of mana. "Ah, anyway, you are my pet. Your name will be Fengyue in the future." Not wanting to delve into how the skeleton is related to Fengyue, Rogge sent the skeleton back to the outside world. At the moment when the skeleton disappeared, Roger seemed to feel a bit of depression coming from it. Is it dissatisfied with the name? Are you kidding, the skeleton is also depressed? "I must be too tired."

　　 In the early morning of the next day, after three consecutive pet summons and exhaustion of magic power, Roger finally accepted the fact that his pet was a skeleton. Routine meditation made up the magic, and it was almost dusk. "It's time for a drink."

　　 The "Oak Grove" bar is quite old. The scale is not small. It is only three blocks away from the Magic Academy in the north. It is also one of the launching sites for mercenary union missions. Therefore, magic apprentices and mercenaries gather, and naturally there are hot girls and girls who want to catch a golden turtle son.

"Yo, isn't that Roger? I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you have changed in the past six months. Are you really going to be a big magician?" Roger looked at it. It turned out to be Ett. bad friend. Ete's five big and three thick men are three years older than Rogge. Lao Tzu is the cavalry captain of the City Defense Army. He is also considered an intermediate knight. He has been training Ete to become a knight since childhood, but somehow sent his son to the Magic Academy. However, Ett is still somewhat talented. He entered school one year later than Rogge, but became a third-level magician half a year earlier. He is currently working on a fourth-level mage.

　　Roger walked to Ett and sat down, drinking without drinking a glass for a long time, a long sigh. At the same table, there were three others who knew at a glance that they were young boys, and wore thin swords commonly used by nobles. The two dancing girls are giggling with everyone. Et hugged Rogge’s shoulder. “I said, brother, these days it’s really boring without you. Other people don’t have as much fancy as you. Why, I’m so annoyed, isn’t there a girl who didn’t get it? Haha. On my brother. Come on, drink a glass first! Man, put two more bottles of your tequila!!"

　　 The atmosphere in the bar gradually reached its climax, and one or two screams of women and several loud voices burst out from time to time. "Come on, Brother Rogge, let me introduce, introduce.. Introduce, this is Lens Bloom, the second son of Count Bloom; this is Kate, and his old man is my father’s boss. This is Franco is the nephew of the Marquis of Fron." Ete introduced Roger with his tongue out.

　　 "I said, that girl over there is good, but it doesn't seem to deal well." Lens stared at a corner of the bar. The crowd followed his gaze busy. There were four men and two women sitting on a table in the corner, looking like mercenaries, one of them dressed as a mage. A girl about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in hot clothes, with dark short armor, exposed snow-white legs, tied with a belt and three flying knives. The breastplate can't see the specific color in the dim light of the bar, but there is no doubt that the workmanship is well-made, and the girl's curve is well highlighted. The neckline of A was very low, and a deep groove almost let Lens' eyes fall into it. A large two-handed sword beside him actually made a few people a little sober, after all, the side of this heavy sword illustrates the girl's strength. The female warrior's face was hot and gorgeous, and her hazel hair was wafted randomly around her.

　　 Sitting next to the female warrior is a noble little girl with pink makeup and jade. She looks only fifteen or sixteen years old. In addition to exquisite workmanship and precious materials, a long skirt rarely has extra decorations. The only prominent decoration on the girl's body is a pair of sapphire earrings.

　　 Several people's disrespectful gaze was immediately noticed. The female warrior glared back, and Lens hurriedly returned a whistle. The female warrior had a frost on her face and touched the hilt of her hand, but was pulled by the mage. "Don't make trouble here, Qi Wei."

　　 At this moment, the bar suddenly became quiet for a moment, and everyone looked towards the bar entrance. The first thing that grabbed everyone's heart was that fluttering blond hair, like the most dazzling sun, which made all people lose their minds for a while. Under that blond hair is a handsome face comparable to the sun god, with a calm smile sculpted on it forever. He only wore a gold-plated chain breastplate and decorated the intricate patterns with magic silver. The center of the breastplate is a gold lion head decorated with a cross and tulips.

　　 "Opherock! Golden Lion of the Rheinland League, how could he come here?" Ofirok was the only son of the lord of the Principality of Bavaria in the Rhine League. Since his childhood, he was sent to the Great Hall of the Holy Church for guidance and returned to the Rhine League half a year ago. Ofirok was one of the youngest three senior temple knights in the church, and at the same time showed outstanding military talent, plus a natural handsome and prominent disciple, the limelight even overshadowed several princes of the Rhine League .

　　Ophirok was surrounded by a woman like an iceberg, only half a head shorter than the tall golden lion. There was no expression on the stunning face. The woman was wearing a rare black mage robe, and there seemed to be a black flame rising constantly during her steps, but her swaying posture was exhausting. Behind the woman are two guards, and the subtle killing slowly reveals that the two have walked between life and death numerous times.

　　Ophelo walked up the stairs by himself. It was a long time before the usual noise was restored in the bar. Rogge was restless in his heart, and for some reason, he seemed to always see a pair of silver eyes on Offi Rock's dazzling face.

　　 "Bang!" A large wine glass exploded beside Rogge, and the ale was sprinkled with Rogge. But Lens was even worse, and the spot of the wine glass was on his forehead. Rogge turned around and was seeing the murderous female warrior approaching with a large sword, and four male mercenaries also followed behind in a fighting stance.

　　 It turned out that everyone had drunk a lot of wine, and Lens' heart rose again, squinting and staring at the samurai. When the samurai turned her head again, he pulled his hands out of the dancer's clothes very hard, and shook his middle finger towards the other. Then the wine glass in the hands of the female warrior bloomed on Lens's forehead.

　　 Previously fighting for women in the bar was commonplace for Rogers, but these few seem to be battle-hardened mercenaries, but not a few of them can deal with it. It's just that as a nobleman, he usually deceives people a lot, and he can't escape anyway. Roger wanted to escape, but recalled that although these wine and meat friends are not rich, they still have a background. Beating together at the same time also helps to enhance the friendship of fighting.

　　Ete is the oldest and has considerable combat experience. Immediately jumped up and began to chant the curse, but the wine was drunk too much, a sour arrow curse was inexplicably read, and for a long time nothing was issued. At this time, the other party had already fought with the three of Lens, and quickly beat the three with bruises and bruises. The female warrior was particularly fierce in his attack, and with a kick of her yin legs, she went straight to Lens. When Lens saw a bad situation, she quickly turned around and took the foot from the ass and flew out of the war circle. Ete shouted and grabbed the sword from a person next to him, temporarily transferred to a knight and killed the battle group.

　　Several mercenaries obviously have mercy because their opponents are nobles. Roger's mind was clear, and he quickly fired a magic missile, and two light bombs flew toward a male warrior in an arc.