He has cards, which are the weirdest cards I've ever seen. Even though I could see it from afar, it looked like a small smoke device sheltered in a rectangular transparent glass cage that kept moving.
In the books I read about the dwarves, there was mention of their king. The nameless man who reigns and manages to spread good qualities, he is also a person who can summon high-level spirits, these spirits are the purest and purest souls. As illustrated in the book, the king of Ax and his friends has ankle-length hair, noting that he loves to shirt chiton and go barefoot. He has a kinder heart than anyone alive.
On seasons big or small, he always summons some spirit to help the dwarves, he loves both humans, dwarves, and wolves, regardless of which is evident in the spirits as he always prays for a bountiful harvest so that no one would go hungry .
Especially skilled at playing the flute, he was able to purify something unclean with his flute sound.
His spirits were created by him in a crystal ball, surrounded by a white smoke. Using a spirit card connected to the orb by moon rays on a full moon creates a tight bond that nothing can break.
Why? Not only the dwarves, but the king as well? I am not sure if it were him or not, much important information was lost.
Not only did he summon two shirtless men with two spears in their hands to attack Irina directly.
We were equally troubled when a strange creature resembling a snot, when it fell on it, turned into one of us.
It turns into Henry. I don't understand who is real and who is fake, his voice and magic usage are no different from the real Henry's, the right word to say “chaotic".
It's hard to comprehend who the real Henry, I stood still, motionless, opening. This is what I made up: “Henry signaled to me, the way the two of us practiced before, sign secret signal, that's it.”
We have never done a mission or practice together, where do we get the special " signal”, I only know about Henry on the dinner table, everyone's words. We sometimes eat together.
Henry is to my liberty, he bows his head and uses his hand to signal that this is not Henry, in the blink of an eye I have pulled the real Henry towards me. The two of us looked at each other, even though it was the first time, we both understood each other's intentions quite well. I rushed to defeat the fake Henry intentionally, the real Henry hid as cleverly as a Ninja. From above, a fist with hands covered by ice, the latch is lowered. The copy Henry was squashed down like a piece of paper.
No surprise, we realize we shouldn't be rejoicing anytime shortly!
Henry… He lost such a large amount of MANA that he had to say in panic. The blow just now couldn't have cost Henry such a large amount of MANA, it's absurd, unless… We looked at the fake Henry who a few seconds ago was as flat as a piece of paper, now it's like a pot of boiling water. In the kitchen, Henry and I couldn't move, as if something was so heavy on us that we stood unable to feel anything.
This time it wasn't a fake Henry, but even I was copied, which split itself in two, like the leech.
Like Henry, I've existed copied all over, every move I use it gives the same effect. Henry uses his paper pinwheel, establishing a vortex of sand that pierces the fake Henry. And that fake guy also used the same move to attack Henry's again. All of our attacks are useless.
We, Henry and I leaned back against each other, in front of the clones to be defeated.
I remember Jamaica being spiritual cannot be affected, I'd better give it a try. Right when I summoned Jamaica, the flute sounded in my ears, the sound was full of art.
Our clones and everyone else's been gone, and when I looked back, Henry had passed out.
It wouldn't be good to open the protective curtain right now, so I put him inside the box. Lifting my head up high when I realized that the surrounding air was too cold, I reached out my hand to catch a black snowflake. It's heavy!
One of them is loud: “Don't, don't let it touch you.” Followed by screams of panic.
One person was turned into a zombie, then two to four, and the number exceeded twenty. I and a few others were mostly unaffected.
In my previous life I watched numerous movies about zombies, they were very slow and unintelligent. Admittedly, the movie is different from real life. They are too fast, not stupid at all.
Since Iowa's safe return, Irina is of course happy, but Irina still smelled a faint scent strange in her hair, furtive hair checked it out and still didn't notice anything unusual, Irina still couldn't help but suspect.
Until the whole thing was told by Iowa, maybe it was the smell from the other cellar clinging to her hair but still couldn't get the other smell, it could be that Iowa herself became a summoner, so the smell on her body there is a change.
Not without this but… Irina's impression is never wrong, it's better to be on guard. Tonight, taking care of some small things, Irina returned to her room. She was exhausted from using too much MANA these past few days. The speed at which MANA returned to normal or stable state was decreasing with each passing day. This phenomenon has been going on for many years, if it weren't for the magic candy, Irina would have been exposed. Somehow, each candy made by Iowa's own hands is a miracle.
After every time I eat, Irina's MANA increases rapidly, the time to use MANA is also significantly extended, not only mana but skin wounds heal quickly, eight hours for large wounds to heal serious and six hours for not too serious.