Very soon, a circle of black tents was seen assembled closely together. The Seated Lupin Wolves were circling around the tents, laying low, as if keeping vigil.
In a special tent, Leylin finished his meditation and looked at his status.
[Leylin Farlier. Rank 1 Warlock, Bloodline: Giant Kemoyin Serpent. Strength: 7.1, Agility: 6.7, Vitality: 8.5, Spiritual Force: 28.3, Magic Power: 28 (Magic Power is in synchronisation with Spiritual Force). Elemental essence conversion: 1%. Status: Healthy]
The progress for a magician was always a gradual one. After so many days of meditation, Leylin’s spiritual force had only increased by 0.1. However, compared to the Magi who do not use high-grade resources to simulate their spiritual force growth, Leylin only had to persevere in meditation every day in order for his spiritual force to grow. This pace was considered overpowered!
As for the elemental essence conversion, not only it was one of the requirements to advance to a rank 2 Magus, it was another crucial method to increase the might of rank 1 spells, so it could not be neglected either.
Leylin had already somewhat discovered the Warlock’s flaws.
As a small branch of the ancient magicians, not only did Warlocks have to unearth the power of their bloodline, they also could not neglect on their cultivation as a magician.
This meant that the advancement requirements for Warlocks were the same as those for Magi. Moreover, they had the limitations of their bloodline.
Even when a rank 1 Warlock would have reached the advancement criteria, if the concentration of his bloodline was not high enough, then the advancement would most likely fail, or not have an innate spell after their advancement. According to the A.I. Chip’s simulation, this was very possible!
This was indeed the case if given more thought. If the path of Warlocks was that superior, the whole Magus World would have been predominantly Warlocks and not the currently observed situation.
However, with such severe conditions for advancement, once a Warlock managed to break through, their might would often surpass that of a Magus of the same rank!
For Leylin, his personal advantage made it more suitable for him to walk the path of a Warlock.
After he finished meditating, Leylin got up and left the tent.
“Wu wu!” A Seated Lupin Wolf, which was laying beside Leylin’s tent, whimpered, slightly lifting its tall stature.
“Eat this!” Leylin took a large blue cod from his sack and fed the wolf.
The Seated Lupin Wolf growled with excitement and raised its giant red tongue that had white moss to gnaw on the fish.
As the tongue swept past Leylin’s right hand, he could feel a warm, moist sensation.
Although the wolf could hunt for its own food, only specific kinds of foods could keep up with their daily intake as a beast of burden.
“Hello, Lancey!”
The tent beside Leylin’s opened and a provocative and revealing figure walked out. Leylin rubbed his nose as he made his greeting.
During the allocation, he was assigned to be a pair with this woman.
“You’re here to feed the wolves too?” Lancey nodded her head, as she took out some cod to feed the wolf beside her.
Each and every move of this woman had a sense of loneliness behind it. Leylin felt that this was a woman with a story to tell.
Of course, every magician who wanted to travel through the Great Canyon Margaret had a story behind them.
Although Leylin did not know why this female Magus wanted to escape to the Light Magi domain, he was sensible enough to not ask.
“Listen! I hear the slight hymn of the wind! Look! The white clouds which are freely floating in the skies~”
At this moment, a rock beside the two of them trembled. A sprite, which was fully brown in colour and was wearing a Scottish costume, suddenly emerged and played its harp while singing.
Looking at the rock sized sprite, Lancey covered her mouth as she gasped.
“It’s the Brownstone Singer! I heard that they were extinct! I never thought that I’d see one here…”
Before Leylin could speak, the old geezer leader came out from the tent, while exclaiming in admiration when he saw the sprite strumming on top of a rock.
“Brownstone Singer?” Leylin recalled the data regarding these creatures. “It seems to be one of the rumoured creatures that possess mysterious abilities, but don’t have much attack strength!”
“What adorable creatures!” Stars seem to shine in Lancey’s eyes, and she could not resist the temptation to try and touch them.
“The energy waves that they emit are so weak— I wonder how they survived till now?”
“Let me capture them and slowly conduct my research!” A large bloke who heard the banter walked out with a disdainful expression.
*Hu* Following his demand, a layer of stone skin appeared on his hands as he tried to grab the sprite.
“You, stop!” Lancey frowned, but his words obviously did not carry much effect.