I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 155 Test
Is there a future in cultivating both physical and magical powers?
Yes, there really are, and there are many such research methods among the elves.

The most famous one should be the legendary powerhouse "Blazing Prince" Mayof, who has a level 14 warrior and a level 18 mage.

The famous Mayof's Acid Arrow, Hypnotic Arrow, and Micro Meteor were all spells he invented in his spare time while studying at the Elven Court before he was an adult. His talent can be described as once in a thousand years.

However, this elf does not belong to Toril, but to a planet in the universe belonging to Greyhawk. According to records, he has only appeared in Faerûn three times. Once, he was hunting down the Elf Devourer. After that ancient evil wreaked havoc in an elven village and defeated all the reinforcing adventurers, it tore out of space, lured him into a triangular magic circle, and successfully expelled him.

The Moon Elf royal family commissioned one of these famous 'ancestors' to help the Faerûn elves regain their glory, which is the second time this has been officially recorded, but judging from the results, they did not agree.

Most recently, he was invited to participate in a seminar on the new spell system, where he modified a spell he had created and used teleportation to escape before Mystra arrived.

It is said that the Swordsman class is the result of his research, but he has never clarified the specifics. This legendary hero is still active in the multiverse and is a close friend of the Archmage Duncan.

Some say that if this prince hadn't been so obsessed with swordsmanship that he neglected his studies in magic, his achievements would not have been much less than those of Faslin.

Some say that if it weren't for his outstanding warrior skills, he might have died in so many legendary adventures long ago, but he himself doesn't care about the specifics, and he has never talked about his legendary experiences.

If his biography hadn't been detailed enough and appeared only in recent years, Yuehua might have thought such a person was just a legend and not to be taken seriously.

But warriors have an advanced form called Arcane Knight, and while the class of Magic Warrior is unpopular, it does exist. But what's with the Barbarian?
After thinking for a long time, she realized that the barbarians were only a bit fast, had strong vitality, and were quite durable. Their other abilities were mostly incompatible with mages, and their defensive ability would cancel concentration and prevent them from casting spells. Although it wasn't weak, compared to this drawback, it was a ridiculous ability that was practically useless.

Thinking of this, the Moon Elf couldn't help but remind him: "Master, it is said that the Blazing Prince delayed his advancement to Legendary because he was too obsessed with warrior skills. If this really has an impact, the loss will be huge."

"Legend? That's too far off. Who can say for sure?" The druid shook his head. "Based on our experience, breaking through level 15 isn't just about talent. Some need life-or-death trials, while others need to comprehend the world's gifts and their own unique position. Even mages are no exception."

"As it stands, this kid is likely to become a high-level mage before the age of 20. If he could also gain a formal barbarian level, that would be a terrifying boost. With that foundation, he would definitely be much stronger and live longer than ordinary mages. He might even become an archmage earlier than those with slightly better talent. As for legendary status, that's beyond our ability to observe. Even Lavoisier himself doesn't have much experience with it, so it's not very reliable."

"Don't we elves have a lot of experience?"

"Those legendary mages who studied for three or four hundred years to become legendary powerhouses, were they really forced to self-destruct when monsters attacked the city?" Morning Star couldn't help but laugh when he mentioned this.

"Moonflower, you haven't had enough experience. The stories from before were all a bit exaggerated. Now, even a 9th-ring spellcaster who isn't legendary isn't this weak. I think these guys' scores are inflated and they don't have much practical experience. If they really fought Lavoisier, they'd probably get thrashed. If you believe this, you'll have a hard time finding a man in the future."

The sun elf was immediately angered by these words, but refrained from lashing out due to the other party's status. He simply said coldly, "Does the master believe that the history recorded in our kingdom is false? The queen was a witness to that war!"

"I can only say that if the legendary elven mages are really only at that level, then the reality is probably much crueler than what we are experiencing now. Harua's strength would probably be enough to easily defeat Evergrande Island."

Several visitors from Yongju Island fell silent upon hearing this.

Rebuttal? What can you use to refute it? Even if the Wood Elves are barbarians of the Elf race, they are still genuine Elves. The other party is a Druid Master of level 15 or higher.

Obediently accept the training?

That would be even more frustrating. How could our main family have to put up with this kind of mistreatment from a collateral branch? This is simply outrageous! In the past, we would have been exiled at least 3000 li away!
A counterattack?
Forget it then. Even if this wood elf lady is willing to play this kind of language art with them, her husband is a real barbarian. If he's in a bad mood and challenges each of them to a duel, then it's pointless to fight him. He can only go home and go to his mother.
Even if you go back to look for her, it won't make much of a difference. Even the Queen herself would try to win over such a professional with a prestigious title. In the end, she'll probably just say thank you to this lady for disciplining her daughter. Forget about getting justice; her political skills will be negatively impacted.

Just as the high elves stood awkwardly in place, unsure of what to say, Wildstone hoisted DuPont onto his shoulder: "This kid's pretty badly injured. I'll throw him inside, and you can help him apply some medicine later."

The barbarian's words broke the awkward silence, and the moon elf found a way out: "Are you exhausted? If you need healing magic, I can help."

"Forget about divine magic. Using that kind of healing ability too much will shorten your lifespan. It's better to rely on natural energy and let your body heal itself." Man Shi replied without thinking. The elves looked even more embarrassed upon hearing this, but Chen Xing chimed in, "Do any of you have experience using elven ointments for healing?"

The moon elf was taken aback by these words. As a royal priestess, she had never done such a job before. The sun elf, however, nodded and said, "We sword chanters do not have the power of divine healing. We usually treat injuries with ointments. We know how to improve blood circulation and remove blood stasis."

“So Your Highness, many things you only learn by doing. Otherwise, if you encounter an emergency, you might not be much better than those novice adventurers.” Morning Star said, stepping forward to hand over a bottle of ointment. “Although it’s impolite to make a guest work, as an elder, I still have to impart some knowledge to the younger generation. Otherwise, wouldn’t your trip here have been in vain?”

Before the Moon Elf could speak, Jade Star objected, "Master, how can you let the princess do such a simple and crude job? Besides, there's a difference between men and women; what will people say if word gets out?"

"Who would spread this kind of thing? We're retired and no longer involved in worldly affairs. You're all your trusted confidants." The druid said, pointing to the unconscious boy. "If one day calamity comes and your relatives and friends are injured and in critical condition, and you no longer have a spell slot, are you still going to stick to these outdated and rigid rules?"

Before Cui Xing could speak further, the Moon Elf nodded and said, "A master is indeed a master. Even a seemingly insignificant matter can bring about practical significance. I was presumptuous."

The druid nodded with a smile. At this moment, Moonflower walked to the spot where the boy had fainted, refused the help of the others, and lifted him up by his leather armor: "Consider this as a practical medical job. I can do it myself."

As she spoke, Moonbranch pulled DuPont into the room, and the other high elves hurriedly followed. Wildstone looked at his wife and used a runestone to send a message: "I didn't expect you to have thought so much about this."

The druid shook his head: "I just wanted to put this royal lady to the test and see how the new royals are being trained. It seems that the queen isn't being distant at all, but rather a bit too diligent, to the point that she's even overthinking things."

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"Alright, let's not concern ourselves with these young people's affairs." Morning Star said, summoning a tent in the courtyard, a mysterious smile flashing across his lips. "Let's go, it's time to sleep."

Man Shi then remembered something and asked with some puzzlement, "I just heard that you elves don't need to sleep. What about when we first met?"

"You need rest even if you don't sleep. Hey, you barbarian, why are you talking so much nonsense? Go to sleep!"

(End of this chapter)