Meow ~

The white cat squatted on the bench on the street, and Donald squeezed a sausage in his hand and fed it piece by piece.

"30 gold pounds, a cat, why are you so expensive? Could it be that you can transform? Come on, turn into a leopard and show me."

Tickling the white cat's chin, Donald thought he would feel heartbroken because of the loss of 30 gold pounds, but looking at the white cat, he only felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Like itself, it is also imprisoned...

Saving it is considered a good start?

After eating the sausage, the white cat sat next to Donald and looked at him, tilting his head from time to time, as if he wanted to look at him from a different angle.

The dim light of the street lamp on the side made the golden retriever on its forehead particularly conspicuous, and the pure white fur on its body was dyed beige, which made people feel comfortable to look at. Donald reached out to touch it, but it did not refuse, but just lowered his head and squinted his eyes.

"I have seen the entrustment of cat hunting in the oak tavern before. You are described above, right? Let's go back to your master's place, be careful in the future."

Donald likes this white cat very much, but his current situation is not much better than it.

Meow ~

The white cat leaned forward and walked directly on Donald's legs and lay down, licking his hand that was on the side.

Actions tell everything.

"Then follow me from now on?"

Rubbing its belly, Donald didn't care whether it was someone else's. They only offered a reward of 1 gold pound for the cat, but he spent 30 gold pounds to get the cat back.

The white cat just arched into his arms, stretched his back, rubbed his claws against the wooden block beside him, and opened his mouth wide and yawned.

"Give you a name...Finger, full name, Finger King, how is this name? It sounds pretty good?"

Holding Finger in his arms, Donald felt that he had more expectations for the future.

While Donald was happy that he had a good partner, three fully armed police teams had already assembled a few blocks away.

"Around the clinic as fast as possible to prevent criminals from escaping in the chaos!"

Sheriff Rhode stood on the corner of the street and watched the officers scattered around the entire private clinic, directing some people to guard the nearby intersection.

The information obtained from Donald at noon did not have much factual evidence to make a basis, so he urgently dispatched several agents to Mafando University in the afternoon for a second investigation and personally asked about the details of the fire in Dr. Andy's residence.

Dr. Andy was murdered before the fire spread, which was a murder and burning of corpses. Several missing girls at Mafando University did go to the study club.

Sheriff Rod made a quick decision and decided to make a bet and dispatched most of the remaining police forces in the police station to attack.

"I have paid attention to it, and I will emphasize it again, try to avoid direct killing. We need the possible criminals in the clinic to live to provide us with more clues."

As a sheriff, Rhode is already a senior official of the police station. He will not hide some special circumstances. Just like the fire that year, some low-level police officers were later treated "specially", and he is the part of the person who is allowed to know.

He also knew that the organization behind the disappearance of the girl was not prepared to resolve it alone. After all, according to known news, the other party may have a considerable number of armed forces, including a large number of ordinary people. The judges department of the Justice Church is not responsible for combat responses in this regard.

Now that I finally found a thread, I naturally didn't allow it to be broken in my hands.

Opening the insurance for the gun in his hand, Rhodes took the lead in going to the clinic.

**

Combine your hands, then place your right palm horizontally downwards, your left hand vertically, your left palm touches the fingertips of the front end of your right hand, push your hands forward, the magic circle flashes, and the air in front of you is rippling.

"Bigby attacks the palm!"

With a low shout, an invisible hand instantly appeared and slapped a tree trunk about a thickness in front of him. The whole tree swayed violently in an instant, and the broken and falling branches and leaves scattered all over the ground, and the surrounding trees were filled with similar scenes.

The practice of spells relies on long-term casting, constantly correcting one's own movement errors during the process, being familiar with the state of the flow and condensation of mental power, thereby increasing its power and speeding up the casting speed.

"A standard casting action, forming time of 2 seconds, consumes mental power...0.8."

After one spell casting was completed, Donald picked up a notebook to record the information in the open space beside him. In order to learn and get familiar with new spells, he often went out in the morning and went anywhere, and went straight to the botanical garden where he had visited Cialis once before.

The place is wide and there are few people to visit during working days. Donald chooses a position that deviates from the stone path every time.

Next is the spiritual body razor technique. When you close your hands and make two standard casting actions in succession, the magic array flashes continuously, and your right hand stretches out flat, and some light green energy lines gather from all sides, which takes nearly 5 seconds. Finally, a nearly half-meter-long blue blade was formed in front of Donald.

This spell seems to take a long time, and the casting movements are more complicated than Biggie's strong attack palms, but after several practices, Donald found that it is not difficult to master this technique.

The clock meditation method is really helpful to him in learning such spells. The spiritual razor technique is not used in combat. It is generally necessary to condense it before the war and maintain its existence by consuming his own mental power.

The quality of the Psychic Blade condensed by Donald after dozens of exercises is not low, which can be seen from the details of some blades on the Psychic Blade.

This is not over yet. The simple spiritual razor technique is a melee weapon prepared for combat mages or some warriors. Donald thought of another way of using it when he purchased it.

The left hand slashed the handle of the spiritual blade, directly erased it, and through the control of mental power, the dispersed energy was injected into the blade in front, so that it condensed again.

With his right hand withdrawn, the Psychic Blade immediately fell down.

Make seals with both hands, and invisible slaves cast spells!

The psychic blade in the air seemed to be surrounded by invisible power, floating in front of Donald and swaying left and right.

"go!"

With a light shout, the Psychic Blade went straight to the tree that had just practiced Bigby's strong attack on his palm, and pierced into it in an instant, penetrated through the trunk.

"Yes, the power is much better than the short sword in your hand. The Bigby's strong attack palm can be used as a surprise attack technique, so this is the killer weapon."

Biggie casts faster than the strong attack palm and has a strong impact. At the beginning of the battle, you can use it to open the distance from the enemy or force the opponent to stop an impact. The combination of spiritual razor and invisible slaves is the main attack method... It is still a bit worse.

Only then did Donald realize that his previous idea was actually a bit biased. He should actually buy some elemental attack spells. Although there is no power bonus, it is very useful to use them to deal with some less severe battles.

This can actually be understood as the more you know, the more flaws you will find. As a wizard, Donald lacks too many things.

"Oh, it's all because of you, I spent all my remaining money."
Chapter completed!