Kobold Wizard's Journal

Chapter 290 Great Patience and Small Expectations

It's unclear how much time he spent meditating and using divine artifact techniques.

The Bull Power spell on Aiskin's body had long since dissipated.

Luger chuckled from his recliner, pointed, and cast another Bull Might on Aiskin. Dragonborn kobolds are strength fighters, a perfect match for Bull Might.

At the same time, he empowered the spell model of the Stingy Spell, and after the empowerment was completed, he gave it to Big Fool Heng.

The situation between the two dragonborn kobolds, who were locked in combat, suddenly changed.

The silent trick of stinginess began to make Da Sha Heng feel restrained, and he would occasionally snort in annoyance. Aiskin knew that his life warrior abilities were deeply accumulated, so she did not hold back at all. In a short time, his nose was flattened and blood flowed freely.

Luger smiled, watching the increasingly frustrated Da Shaheng, and felt the time was right to deliver the final blow, adding fuel to the fire of Da Shaheng's irritability and frustration.

Kafi's Impatience Technique!
It was another silent spell. It wasn't as dazzling as the Fireball spell, but it was even more elusive.

Ruger decided to practice more to minimize the fluctuations in spellcasting.

He had heard while running the shop that there was not only a technique for simultaneously empowering two spell models, but also a technique for inducing changes in spell fluctuations.

That technique is a deception specifically designed for learned people. Some people not only judge whether someone is casting a spell by observing the fluctuations of magic, but they are also so learned that they can even determine what kind of spell someone is using. The more common the spell, the easier it is to identify. They can even devise countermeasures in advance. This deception technique is specifically designed for people like them. It means that you don't need to become learned yourself, you just need to make others ignorant. That's what the guest said at the time. Unfortunately, that person only heard about it and did not master it. Otherwise, Ruger would have definitely spent magic stones to find a way to get it.

Just as Ruger had expected, the curse spell did not show immediate results.

Ruger took out the dog-hair doll and played with it while watching the two dragonborn kobolds fight fiercely, casting the Spirit Hair Nourishment spell on it.

Luger saw through Da Shaheng's frustration and impatience, coupled with his constant pain.

But this guy's ability to withstand pressure really exceeded Ruger's expectations.

The curse has delayed its eruption.

Luger increasingly felt that the Rage Warrior Potion was a perfect match for him. His already pent-up personality, once unleashed, would be a fury far beyond that of ordinary people. The so-called warrior, the warrior's mark, the source of power comes from the will. The pure and boundless rage under the rage would inevitably make Da Shaheng stronger in an instant. Even the pain on his body would become a source of power to fuel his rage. The Life Warrior's ability, and the recovery ability brought by Da Shaheng's body being baptized by the blood of the alien dragon, would allow him to be even more unrestrained.

Ruger stroked his chin, thinking that perhaps under certain circumstances, Big Fool was no weaker than an ordinary wizard apprentice.

The prerequisite is that you need to ignite anger, and when facing apprentices who are not at the fifth level limit, they are too busy meditating and have not mastered many strange spells, so the environment should not be too open.

This is just a hypothetical scenario, assuming only Big Fool is present. If Aiskin were to cooperate, many conditions could be relaxed, and the sneaky Squeak could also be added.

Ruger was pondering whether to stop the test.

Facing Aiskin is one of the reasons why Big Fool Heng finds it difficult to get angry.

The curse and the stingy spell, combined with the pain, disturbed the mind of the big fool who was always at a disadvantage. Luger looked at his endurance and even felt that perhaps anger could also accumulate in his body in combination with the life force of a life warrior and the warrior's mark.

Da Shaheng's impatience gave the art of stinginess more room to be used.

Ruger observed.

Actions and judgments made in a moment of haste can cloud the perception of the effects of stinginess, making it even harder to detect.

This level of fighting also allowed Ruger to see another side of the two dragonborn kobolds. Even with their skin torn and bleeding, Aiskin did not stop, which showed that they often fought to this extent when he was not around. Especially after becoming fighters, this kind of stimulation could also accelerate the progress of the Great Fool's life fighter. The progress of the two kobolds was accompanied by a lot of sacrifice.

Hey!
A roar.

Big Fool's eyes were bloodshot. He flung Aiskin aside and flashed to an open space by himself. He was more agile than ever before, his body began to swell, as if he had grown even stronger, and his cheeks twitched, causing drool to drip from the corner of his mouth.

Rugra stopped Aiskin and looked at her carefully.

Big Fool raised his fist and slammed it into the ground, venting his anger.

Ruger stroked his chin, feeling that Big Fool hadn't truly ignited his anger yet, but that was enough, proving the potion was effective.

As Da Shaheng's anger surged, the power of a life warrior was also unleashed, and his injuries healed rapidly, seemingly faster than usual.

Ruger glanced at Aiskin, who seemed completely unconcerned.

She even ran over and used the crystal stove to brew fruit tea for Luger.

The fruits that grew in the Abyss bedroom space, some of which were inconvenient to store after being picked, were made into simple fruit tea by the two kobolds. So there is tea bought from outside, as well as tea they tried to make themselves.

Ruger and Eskin sat there, each holding their own teacup, watching until they finished both cups of tea.

Big Fool stopped hammering the ground, which he had turned into a mess. Luckily, this was a bedroom space filled with mud; if it were in the underground cave, it would have been smashed into a huge hole.

Looking at the shaky, silly man getting up, Luger felt once again that his initial choice was correct.

After venting his anger, Da Sha Heng seemed somewhat weak, but within the time it took to get up, the accumulated power of the Life Warrior restored him. This accumulation of life force was truly a valuable thing. Unlike the physical strength and recovery ability of the Dragonborn kobolds, which had a limit—being tired meant being tired, and being hungry meant difficulty in recovering—the Life Warrior's power came from another source, from daily accumulation, supplementing recovery ability from another angle.

When Da Shaheng walked over, apart from his eyes still being a little red, he was basically the same as usual.

"Are you really not planning to go out?" Ruger asked.

Big Fool took the tea that Aiskin handed him and drank it down in big gulps.

Ruger fiddled with the plush doll while waiting for their answers.

“Brother Luger, we’ll listen to you.”

The two usually obedient kobolds exchanged a glance and gave their reply.

They were unwilling for Luger to come out, and he could guess why.

The three kobolds sat together, drinking tea. After venting their anger, Big Fool's Fighter Mark had changed somewhat. It seemed that only now, after the first outburst of anger, had the Rage Fighter Potion been successfully absorbed.

Luger glanced at Squeak one last time, said goodbye to the two burly kobolds, and returned to the attic.

It was already getting light outside.

He made the most of his remaining time and lay down on the small bed to rest for a while.

Today is the day old Lenser sells Mr. Nuondo, or rather, saves him. Hopefully, Mr. Nuondo will be of enough value to help the old statue next door. Nuondo will benefit, old Lenser and he will be rewarded, and the statue of the Gods' Overseer will receive useful assistance to better accomplish what needs to be done.

Luger was in a daze, but he couldn't fall asleep.

Thinking of how Nuondo looked when he was out of control, the figure crawling on the wall, Ruger inexplicably thought of old Lenser. He wondered if that old dog ever lost his mind when he was out of control, and if he would also become such a monster. If so, what kind of strange thing would he be?

(End of this chapter)