MTL - Summoner of Miracles-~ Chapter 9 How can someone be able to waste this material?

In the vast and quiet forest, except for occasional one or two birds flying, there is no movement.

Luo Zhen took the rank of Archer's follower, and sometimes turned in the forest, and sometimes went straight, without hesitation.

The decisive action does not seem to have just come to the forest, but has lived in the forest for at least a few years. The footsteps are not confused and hesitant, and quite firm.

Of course, this is not because Luo Zhen is really familiar with the forest.

The battlefield of simulated battles is almost different every time.

This is to train the masters to effectively organize the battle under various circumstances.

Of course, for this purpose, the opponent is different every time.

Sometimes it is a monster.

Sometimes it is human.

Sometimes even from the time.

"What is the opponent this time?"

With that said, Luo Zhen already knows the true face of the enemy.

Just before that...

"It's so tired..."

Luo Zhen, who had just walked less than ten minutes, lie down directly.

Archer stopped behind him, bowed his head and seemed to be looking at a sweaty Luo.

That way, it’s like saying...

"How can someone be able to waste this material?" - You should not be thinking about such a thing? Archer? ”

Luo Zhen turned his head and stared at Archer.

"........."

Archer kept silent and said nothing.

This is also true.

In the eyes of this, there is no such thing as will and consciousness.

In other words, it is all that Luo Zhen’s inferiority is at work.

Just like for the sake of sophistry, Luo Zhen began to chatter.

"I was originally a magician. The magician should stand in the position of the defender, fire the fireball, put the aura, how can it be like the rude idiots, rushing up and talking to others, so it doesn't need to be too good. Physical strength, are you right?"

"........."

"What? You said you can exercise? That is what a fool can do! A magician actually exercised? Is that a joke?"

"........."

"You said that modern magicians also have compulsory body protection? It is absolutely an illusion!"

"........."

"In the end, in the days of the gods, the magician is more pure, and he will never make such a stupid thing to exercise. After all, it is a magician. The magician should be more mysterious, more elegant, and more..."

"........."

"...well, I admit that I am not physically strong."

I found myself playing the piano, and the more sorrowful and sorrowful, Luo Zhen went straight down, and the appearance of a pair of unbeatable love.

Perhaps the magic that Luo Zhennai is too superior can be met by the Scorpio. At the cost, Luo really has a very low physical fitness.

If it is running, even Matthew can win Luo Zhen, even if it is Roman's old man, he has properly crushed Luo Zhen in his physical ability, so that Luo Zhen has become a real name in the Chaldean. Sports idiot.

Now, this is reflected.

Although it is a bumpy forest road in the forest, it is normal to walk in such a place, and it is normal to increase the physical exertion. However, it takes only less than ten minutes to get tired. It can be seen that Luo really has low physical strength.

"This is the so-called "no one is perfect", and I have no choice. ”

Luo Zhen seems to be looking for an excuse, so comforting himself.

and…

"How much is there to be a demon in the move."

With that said, Luo Zhen made a snap.

The magic flow in the body makes the magical array formed by the surgery directly formed, and in a fog of fog, a huge wolf is thrown out.

"Hey!"

The big wolf screamed and screamed at Luo’s chest, showing the appearance of a relative.

"Really, come, let me ride on your back."

Luo Zhen climbed directly onto the back of the wolf, completely ignoring the fact that the wolf was the "tofu waist."

"Wang Hao!"

The big wolf suddenly made a scream like a loyal dog. It was really under the control of Luo and continued to walk forward.

Archer silently followed.

Soon after, the two men and one wolf came under a tree.

It is a big tree that is significantly larger than the surrounding and is a whole multiple of the whole.

"It's here."

Luo Zhen closed his eyes. If he received any message, he confirmed that it was the place he was looking for, coming down from the wolf.

Looking at the huge trees in front of him, Luo Zhen began to order.

"Archer, take me up."

Archer, who received the instructions, stepped forward directly and picked up Luo Zhen. A vertical body showed an amazing jumping power. He stepped on a branch of a tree and smashed the top of the tree.

Luo Zhen, who fell on the top of the tree, nodded, and his heart was estimated.

"Archer should be a superior to make a demon?"

As a master of magical summoning, in order to better judge the ability to make a demon, Luo Zhen graded the ability to make the devil.

Subordinates make the devil: Individuals without any special abilities, such as ordinary beasts, beasts, and worms, belong to this rank, and the wolf that has just been summoned by Luo Zhen is one of them.

Intermediate level: The existence of a certain special ability, such as the object of understanding magic, the magic of the general biological system, and the life beyond human power, belong to this level.

The superiors make the devil: even the best magicians can't compete, such as the rumors of the devil, the powerful ghosts and even the followers, all belong to this level.

The highest level makes the devil: At this level, it is considered that a legion can be defeated alone, and a city can be individually captured. Even among the followers, only the first-class existence can be ranked, which is terrible.

Luo Zhen uses these four levels to distinguish the ability of an individual to facilitate their own judgment and thinking.

Of course, this is just a basic grading.

Subordinate, intermediate, and superior, regardless of the highest level, there is only a lower limit and no upper limit.

Being able to defeat a legion is the highest level, and it is also the highest level that can defeat ten, hundred, thousand or even 10,000 legions. The gap between the two is enormous.

To this end, in the highest level, Luo Zhen also has a distinction.

Being able to defeat a single legion alone is tactical.

Being able to capture a country alone is strategic.

As for the strategic level, Luo Zhenshang still can't imagine that realm.

Therefore, at present, only this distinction is needed.

According to Luo Zhen’s judgment, Archer, who is currently in service, should be a superior.

"Now it's all superiors. If Archer can be summoned as a normal follower, then I am afraid that it will be the highest level of demon, and I don't know whether it is tactical or strategic."

Luo Zhen was so estimated in his heart, while sighing.

"Only a magician, even if the talent is good, it still can't be compared with the system of the Chaldeans."

At present, Luo Zhen can only summon the intermediate level to make the magic, but also can not summon the superior to make the magic.

Even if the talent is good, Luo Zhen is only a magician who has been studying for three years. It is already very surprising to be able to summon the intermediate magic.

However, in the face of the superiors in the face of the devil, the intermediate level makes the devil probably just a dish.

"If I can summon the superiors to make the devil, and even the highest level to make the devil, then I will be cow."

While thinking about it, Luo Zhen sat down and closed his eyes again.

The magic is emerging in it.