Exchange (3)

　　Merlin sat in the carriage, although the eyes were closed, but the spiritual power spread out, watching the thief leader Keen's every move, once the other party has any movement, Merlin was able to ensure that instantly blast him to death.

　　But he has given the temptation to "become a spell caster", I believe that Keane is unable to refuse. Moreover, Keane does have the conditions to become a spell caster.

　　Merlin has long been aware that anyone who can see the mysterious relief that bizarre posture, its spiritual power should be different from the normal people, is to become a spell caster of the most important condition.

　　As long as the spiritual power reaches the condition of spell caster, then you can try to simulate the spell model in the sea of consciousness with spiritual power, and once you succeed, you will be able to become a spell caster.

　　The leader of the thieves, Keen, has such a condition, and its spiritual power, even more massive than when Merlin before becoming a spell caster.

　　Using a spell model for three mysterious reliefs, plus the ability to defuse the entire caravan's crisis, this deal is quite worth it.

　　Otherwise, even if Merlin can kill the leader of the thieves Keen, he can not solve the thousands of thieves left, especially those who have practiced the bizarre posture on the relief taught by Keen, is more powerful than the old Wilson's heavily armored knights are very difficult to deal with.

　　Soon, the thieves arrived at a valley, which was large, surrounded by mountains and water, with a very habitable environment.

　　In the valley, some simple wooden huts were built, and many caves, large and small, were also dug. There were old people, women and children, who were constantly busy within the valley, and it looked like a thriving ordinary small village.

　　As the bandits returned to the valley in large numbers, many women came forward, eyeing the crowd to see if their husbands were well.

　　Where is this a lair of thieves, more like a peaceful, quiet little village.

　　"How about that? It took me five years to build this place single-handedly!"

　　Looking at a busy scene down the valley, Keen, who was in front of Merlin, had a look of pride on his face.

　　"Not bad, those elite thief knights, whose physical quality is comparable to that of a first class elemental swordsman, are you the one who taught them the poses on the reliefs?"

　　Merlin most valued the four or five hundred distinctive thieves, physical quality comparable to a first-class elemental swordsmen, you know, even the peak of the Firebird Legion, only a thousand or so first-class elemental swordsmen only.

　　Keen looked at Merlin, a deep look in his gaze, whispered: "Good, those people are carefully selected by me, I only taught them a set of posture, they can only cultivate to be comparable to the first level elemental swordsman only. The more talented and loyal ones, I taught them two sets of postures, so that their physical quality can be comparable to that of a second-level elemental swordsman. It is with them that the Hurricane Bandits are able to roam this area, and no bandit group is able to resist us."

　　Merlin nodded, these rabble with little equipment to speak of, just by the five hundred thieves comparable to a level of elemental swordsmen, can be invincible in this area, even like the old Wilson carefully trained heavy armor knights, is no match.

　　"The reliefs you got, do you know where they came from?"

　　Merrill continued to ask.

　　Keane frowned, then shook his head and said, "These reliefs, I also obtained by chance, only know that they are probably the products of the Morta Empire period, I am not sure of the details."

　　Morta Empire, has always been a very mysterious country, it unified the entire continent, but then tumbled overnight, it seems that no one can know, how such a huge empire collapsed?

　　What's more, now that Merlin saw the reliefs and the five hundred powerful thieving knights, he had more ideas in mind.

　　These reliefs are products of the Morta Empire period, if the ordinary soldiers of the Morta Empire, all practice the posture on the reliefs, with strength comparable to a first-class elemental swordsman, second-class elemental swordsman or even third-class elemental swordsman, thousands of soldiers are comparable to powerful elemental swordsmen, then the Morta Empire unified the entire continent, it does not seem so incredible thing.

　　However, why would such a powerful kingdom, even unimaginablypowerful, topple over in a very short period of time? There are even many historical rumors that the Morta Empire collapsed almost overnight.

　　What happened? What forces caused the Morta Empire to collapse overnight?

　　"Come with me, the relief is where I live."

　　Merlin shook his head slightly, shaking off all those many doubts in his mind about the collapse of the Morta Empire, and then followed behind Keane.

　　The place where Keen lives is a huge cave, inside can still see the traces of artificial excavation, outside the environment seems very secluded, there is no one close, it seems Keen has made arrangements, here is only Merlin and Keen two.

　　"Please sit down!"

　　After Merlin sat down, Keane turned around and entered a room inside the cave and came out only after a while, but when he came out, he already had three more reliefs in his hands.

　　Keane placed the relief on the stone table and let Merlin look at it.

　　"It's really the same type of relief!"

　　A brilliant aura flashed in Merlin's eyes as he picked up one of the reliefs and gently stroked it with his hand, his gaze turning misty and hallucinating again. In his eyes, he seemed to see the relief began to appear some bizarre posture, and the posture of the original Merlin practice a lot of different.

　　This time into the "illusion" of time is not long, with Merlin now huge mental power, at any time from the "illusion" to wake up.

　　"As part of the deal, this cameo is for you."

　　Merlin also took the relief in his hand and handed it to Keane.

　　Keen's eyes narrowed slightly, but not anxious to pick up the relief on the table, instead, his eyes were incomparably eager to stare at Merlin and said, "Merlin, you said something that can make me a caster ..."

　　In Keane's mind, even an extra piece of relief, potentially comparable to a fourth-level elemental swordsman with practice, crossing a large realm and increasing his strength exponentially, seemed no match for his desire to become a spellcaster.

　　"To become a spell caster, the most crucial thing is the spiritual power and spell model, spiritual power you already have, as for the spell model ..."

　　Merlin pondered for a while, took out the spell model of whirlwind spell from old man Etta's spell handbook and said faintly: "Spell model, I have a spell model of whirlwind spell here, it is a zero level spell, if you can simulate the spell model into the sea of consciousness, then you can become a spell caster!"

　　"Spell model!"

　　Keane's eyes, dead on the table spell model, because of the excitement, even his voice became a little shaky.