This is a magical stone that contains some kind of mysterious power. It can escort those who have left their homes back to their homes instantly. The cooling time is thirty days. This hearthstone can only be bound to one residence and cannot be changed.
Hearthstone is a very familiar item for all World of Warcraft players. However, after seeing the system introduction of Hearthstone's effects and cooling time, Wayne understood why it was rated as an ordinary item.
It is indeed very useful. To put it simply, it is a directional teleportation item. With it, not only is there an additional way to travel that saves a lot of time, but it can also be used as a means of escaping danger.
However, the cooling time is still too long. The thirty-day interval means that it cannot be used as a regular prop. However, for demon hunters who go out on missions, it is a super artifact that saves time on the return journey.
What is troubling Wayne now is that this Hearthstone can only be bound to one residence, and it cannot be changed. Which location should he bind to in order to be the most appropriate? But Wayne soon discarded these thoughts. Since it is not the time to use the Hearthstone yet, he might as well wait until he needs to use it before worrying about this problem.
After calming down, Wayne put five useful things, including the Hearthstone, detonating talisman, coin of destiny, intermediate healing potion, and skeleton summoning scroll, into the magic pattern storage bag.
Things like flying knives from other worlds and special foods were placed in another locked iron box in the room. Whether they were used or kept as collections, they were of no use for the time being.
But the last one was a scroll that looked like a rolled up parchment. Wayne took it in his hand, thought about it, and finally put it into his waist bag.
This is the Magic Missile Scroll from the Heroes of Might and Magic world, and it is the lowest-level spell scroll in that world.
However, one thing worth praising is that this magic scroll is not disposable. According to the explanation given by the system, this magic scroll can be used an unlimited number of times until the internal magic structure is completely damaged.
Moreover, it does not store magic power itself. Using this scroll consumes the user's magic power. If the user has enough magic power, this thing is just a magic version of a pistol.
He planned to test the magic missile in the training ground in the backyard to see how powerful it was, but as a lowest-level spell, Wayne didn't have much expectations for it.
When they arrived at the training ground in the backyard, Berengar was also there training in swordsmanship.
At this time, he was no longer wearing the armor of the Wolf School, and his eyes were no longer the cat-shaped vertical pupils unique to the Demon Hunter. Perhaps in order to get rid of the shadow of the past, he even changed his hairstyle.
Coupled with the change in his mentality, the expression on Berengar's face became much more vivid. If the other witchers of the Wolf School saw him, they might not recognize him.
Wayne greeted him. Since there was no specific plan for future development yet, and Berengar's body had not yet fully recovered, he was still in the stage of recuperation. His main task at the moment was to look after the house and train his combat skills.
Before Wayne could reach the training dummy, a little furry white ball suddenly jumped out from the bushes nearby. It had a fresh bone in its mouth, its short white tail wagging constantly, and it walked with its short legs, circling around its owner. It looked very happy, as if it had adapted to the new environment at home.
Wayne squatted down with a smile. Just as he reached out his hand to touch its head, the little guy came up and licked him with his wet tongue.
Suddenly, Wayne's heart moved, and he felt a vague connection between him and the little guy. Although he couldn't do anything through this connection, he could feel that the relationship between him and the little guy had become closer.
Wayne opened the system interface with an understanding, and found an extra skill in his auxiliary skill column.
Animal Taming LV1: Animal affinity +1, master's bond +1.
He stroked the head of the little dire wolf White Fang, then looked at the black horse Lucifer in the stable. He instantly felt that he and his mount seemed to have become closer.
Lucifer and White Fang also seemed to be able to sense their master's emotional changes more clearly and obey his orders better.
This should be the effect of animal taming.
Wayne felt somewhat delighted. He could already imagine that once his animal taming skills reached a high level, the various wild beasts in the wilderness might no longer be his enemies, but close friends.
Taking out the magic missile scroll from his waist bag and holding it in his palm, Wayne mobilized the chaotic magic power in his body and guided them into the scroll.
As his mind moved, three purple fist-sized conical energy missiles appeared about ten centimeters in front of the scroll, and then, as his mind desired, they shot rapidly towards the wooden dummy seven or eight meters away.
Puff! Puff! Puff! It was like the sound of a hammer hitting wood. The wooden dummy shook slightly for a few times, and soon returned to calm.
The three magic missiles only made three shallow dents on the surface of the wood, and their power was probably equivalent to that of a heavy punch thrown by an ordinary person.
This made Wayne a little disappointed. He controlled the magic power again and injected it into the scroll in overload.
This time, nine conical energy light balls formed in front of the scroll and arranged in a fan shape. As his thoughts dispersed into nine routes, they all hit the dummy. The power was a little stronger, but it did not cause any substantial damage to the wooden dummy.
Sure enough, it was just a lowest-level spell scroll, Wayne thought to himself. Although the consumption was very low, launching nine missiles at a time like just now was probably equivalent to the consumption of half an ordinary Igni Sign, but its power was really quite touching.
Unless it hits completely defenseless flesh, the enemy will only feel pain.
After testing it for more than ten times in a row, Wayne took back the scroll with some disappointment, but on second thought, he discovered another benefit of the magic missile.
This thing seems to have a built-in tracking function. It can be controlled by thought alone and can turn at will. The range is about thirty meters. Although it is not powerful, it can accumulate into a large amount. It can also cause certain damage to targets without armor. It can be regarded as a means of attack.
After testing the power of the magic missile, Wayne did not stay at home for long. Today was his lucky day, the time when he was most likely to trigger various good luck events. It would be a waste to stay at home.
After he was dressed, he began to wander around the city, entering various shops whenever he had time to see if he could get any bargains.
You know what, it was a lucky day. In just one morning, I picked up two ownerless purses, and also encountered an incident of a hero saving a beauty. I beat off a few thugs and got to know the daughter of a noble baron.
If he is willing to develop the relationship further, he should be able to have a romantic encounter.
Among those shops, he also came across many that were offering promotions or discounts, and bought a lot of good things and materials that were hard to find in other places.
While he was strolling in the high-end commercial district and was about to find a good restaurant to enjoy a meal, he suddenly heard someone calling his name behind him.
"Wayne! Haha, what a coincidence, I meet you here."
He turned around and saw a red-haired beauty wearing a purple lace dress, her hair tied in a bun, and with some freckles on her face, looking at him with a smile on her face.
Wayne was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded and greeted: "Ms. Triss, it's rare to meet you on the street."
“Is today your day off?”
Triss covered her mouth and chuckled. She looked at Wayne with those seductive eyes and said, "I've already said that you don't have to call me Ms. Triss. Just call me Triss. Aren't we friends?"
(End of this chapter)