[First release today, three releases total. Old Moon is starting to pay back the chapters he owed before! Seeking collections and recommendations! Thanks to "(Xiaobai)" for the tip!]
Merlin sat inside the carriage. Although his eyes were closed, his mental power spread outward, watching every move of the bandit leader Keen. If the other party made any unusual movements, Merlin could guarantee he would instantly blast him to death.
Yet he had already offered the temptation of "becoming a spellcaster," and he believed Keen could not refuse. Furthermore, Keen truly possessed the conditions to become a spellcaster.
Merlin had long since perceived that anyone capable of seeing the bizarre postures on the mysterious reliefs ought to have a mental power different from ordinary people, which was the single most important condition for becoming a spellcaster.
As long as one's mental power reached a spellcaster's requirements, one could then attempt to simulate a spell model within the sea of consciousness using mental power. Once successful, one could become a spellcaster.
Keen the bandit leader possessed precisely such conditions. His mental power was even more massive than the one Merlin possessed before he became a spellcaster.
Trading a single spell model for three pieces of mysterious relief, plus being able to defuse the crisis facing the entire caravan, made this transaction quite worthwhile.
Otherwise, even if Merlin could kill bandit leader Keen, he could not resolve the remaining thousands of bandits. Especially those bandits who had practiced the bizarre postures on the reliefs taught by Keen were even stronger than Old Wilson's heavy armored knights, making them exceedingly difficult to deal with.
Soon, the bandits arrived at a valley. This valley was very large, nestled against the mountains and by the water, and the environment was extremely suitable for living.
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