York Elton watched intently as the wizard Gandalf performed his actions. After describing how to distinguish between biological and biological sons, Gandalf began to dance a strange dance while muttering incantations, as if he had suddenly become a different person.
This is a dance that Odis fully absorbed the essence of the art form of "shamanic dance" and modified it, after all, the aesthetics of the Kingdom of Rune are somewhat different from those of the Northeast.
After performing for two or three minutes, Odis felt that the atmosphere was ready, so she took her staff and slammed it hard into the magic circle at York's feet.
York suddenly felt an evil wind surrounding him, blowing upwards, and this evil wind continued to rise after reaching the top of his head.
This was not his imagination. The magic circle beneath York's feet was a "gentle breeze magic circle." When Odis placed his staff inside the magic circle, he infused it with spirituality, making it function.
Although it was just a gentle breeze, this was in a wizard's dwelling, surrounded by strange plants, and on the shelves by the wall were some bottles and jars, as well as some animal specimens and skulls.
In such a poorly lit room, York suddenly tensed up and stood there stiffly.
Then Odis came to the side with her staff, recited a spell, and then thrust the staff into the magic circle containing hair.
Whew~
The flames in the fireplace suddenly shot out and landed on the magic circle.
The magic circle suddenly ignited with a ghostly green light, the fireplace flames returned to normal, but the flames in the magic circle suddenly burst into flames, forming a pillar of fire taller than a person.
York was shocked, and his hands trembled slightly. The pillar of fire was very close to him, but he could not feel the heat of the fire. On the contrary, he felt very cold.
This is a "fire magic circle," but Odis used a lot of undead spiritual materials when writing it, so it is actually some will-o'-the-wisp, which is of course very cold.
The intense flames subsided after four or five seconds.
A miraculous scene unfolded: the few strands of hair in the center of the magic circle were completely intact.
Odis took a deep breath and said, "Your ancestors believed that was your child."
In fact, after he got the hair, he had already completed the divination and determined that the hair belonged to York's child. All the subsequent actions were just a performance.
York breathed a long sigh of relief. The effects of the "evil wind" and "green flame" he had just witnessed made him completely believe in the words of the wizard Gandalf.
However, he still had some questions: "Why do you say that my ancestors determined that the child is mine?"
"I have some very simple ways to determine whether your eldest son is your biological son," Odis explained mysteriously. "But to be on the safe side, I also summoned the spirits of your ancestors to make the judgment."
"You should have felt a cold wind swirling around you just now; that was actually using you to summon the souls of your ancestors."
"Because you are of the same lineage, your ancestors could easily distinguish whether a child was yours or not."
York looked around, as if sensing his ancestor's gaze, and then said with great admiration, "You are the most powerful wizard I have ever seen!"
Odis first felt that her spirit body was very relaxed, and the potion finally showed signs of being digested.
While he was overjoyed, he was eager to ask York if he had met any other wizards before.
However, in order to keep the conversation going, Odis simply smiled and said nothing.
York was delighted to finally have a huge question in his mind answered. He took out his wallet, didn't count the money, and pulled out a stack of banknotes, handing them to Odis: "Wizard, please accept my gift of gratitude."
Odis reached out and took five 10-pound notes: "Fate has made me accept this much."
York was somewhat agitated: "You've taken too little."
Odis laughed and said, "If I take money that is not destined for me, that money will not belong to me, and it will bring me disaster."
These "mystical" words made York admire Odis even more, and he stopped insisting on giving her the gifts, thanking her profusely before leaving.
Odis put away the money, cleaned up the magic circle on the ground, and summarized his experience of acting.
First, the wizard needs to put on a certain performance. When the target believes in his identity as a wizard and trusts the conclusions he draws as a wizard, the potion can be loosened or digested.
This can be seen as a spiritual interaction process. Whether it's the digestion of potions by a "wizard" or through other means, such interaction is necessary.
The performance must continue; it cannot be stopped.
As Odis sat on the sofa, she thought: the spiritual materials used in the magic circle cost about 7 pounds, so this "business" earned her more than 40 pounds. Not bad, not bad. She had already earned more than 70 pounds today.
Odis was secretly pleased, reading her book and waiting for the next customer to arrive.
However, his "business" either comes in two or three orders at once, or he doesn't get any orders at all, and then no one visits him for the rest of the day.
He received Klein's reply first, but it was Mandy who forwarded it to him.
In his letter, Klein said he was willing to take the 2,000 pounds, since the sealed artifact was of little use to him.
However, he also said that he hopes to be able to borrow that sealed artifact if he needs it in the future.
After reading the letter, Odis immediately wrote back, indicating that he could borrow it, but if anyone intended to explore the "Rainy Wilderness," they would need Odis's permission.
The reason is that it would be too dangerous for someone to go into the "rainy wilderness" alone.
After writing his reply, Odis counted out 2,000 pounds in banknotes, made them into the shape of an ordinary parcel, and then handed them, along with the letter, to the coachman to deliver to the "Nanwood Ballroom," where Mandy would then pass them on to Klein.
Afterwards, with nothing to do, Odis began to study witchcraft. The following Friday, no customers came to her door. Odis took this opportunity to develop several new witchcraft spells.
By this time, his understanding of witchcraft had become quite profound, and he was already considering writing the outline of the "Complete Book of Witchcraft".
It wasn't until Saturday afternoon, just as Odis was about to begin writing, that the customer finally arrived.
The street vendor selling Dipsy pies came in hurriedly with a middle-aged woman and a seven or eight-year-old child in his arms.
The vendor cried out urgently, "Wizard! Wizard! Please help save this child!"
Odis said, "You should go to the hospital, not..."
He stopped halfway through his sentence because the child's face had turned black, his body was convulsing, and his expression was ferocious and terrifying.
He paused for a moment before saying, "This disease is indeed incurable by the hospital. Quickly put him on the sofa."
The vendor and the woman breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing Odis's words, because they had already been to the hospital, where the doctor had diagnosed them and prescribed medication, but the medication had no effect whatsoever.
Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!
After the child was laid on the sofa, he struggled even more, requiring the vendor and the woman to hold him down.
Odis pinched his temple and opened the "Eye of Secrets," where a phantom black shadow was attached to the child's spirit.
The dark figure looked somewhat like a kangaroo, but it lacked the kangaroo's leisurely demeanor. Instead, it had a ferocious expression and was biting the child's spirit body fiercely, as if it were sucking out energy.
Odis said to the two men, "Step back!"
The vendor quickly pulled the woman back. The shadowy figure clinging to the little boy seemed to sense the threat from Odis, and the little boy suddenly jumped up and pounced on Odis.
Odis scattered the gray-black powder he had been holding, and the room was immediately filled with golden light. The dark figure was "hit" by the powder, and smoke billowed from its body as it let out a chilling scream.
The vendor and the woman were startled, not knowing where the scream came from.
Taking advantage of the monster opening its mouth, Odis imbued her staff with spiritual power, raised her hand, and slapped the dark figure away.
The dark figure rolled twice on the ground, and finally stopped smoking.
The seven or eight-year-old child also collapsed to the ground with a thud, stopped convulsing, and his face was no longer contorted. The black aura quickly dissipated.
The vendor breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: I definitely found the right person!
At this moment, Odis saw the dark figure lying on the ground baring its teeth at him and attacking again.
Odis quickly made a judgment: this guy's intelligence is not very high.
Theoretically, it should have realized that it was no match for the enemy, but instead of running away, it continued to attack.
As Odis dodged, she sprinkled a handful of colored powder, and the shadowy figure immediately appeared in the real world.
The vendor and his sister saw a seven-colored monster with a large belly, strong hind legs, and a small head with a ferocious and terrifying expression.
They were so frightened that they backed away, but then seemed to quickly realize something and carried the child on the ground behind the sofa.
The battle didn't last long. They had just taken cover behind the sofa when the wizard seized the opportunity, knocking the monster to the ground with his staff and sprinkling a handful of iron-black powder on it.
This powder seemed to be more powerful than the previous one, emitting a hazy gray light in the room. When the light touched the somewhat illusory monster, it quickly dissolved amidst the monster's screams and struggles, eventually disappearing without a trace.
Odis put her staff aside, took a deep breath, and said to the vendors and others, "It's alright now."
He went to check on the child again, and the child was still pale and had not yet woken up.
So Odis took a bottle of essential oil from the shelf, pried open the child's mouth, and poured in about one-fifth of it.
With the replenishment of abundant spiritual energy, the child woke up quickly, and his complexion was no longer so pale, though he was still somewhat weak.
Just as Odis was about to ask how the child had become like this, the woman spoke first, asking, "Wizard, how much...how much is the consultation fee?"
She didn't know how to describe Odis's actions or the costs involved, so she used the term "medical fee."
"3 pounds…" Odis blurted out. This was only the cost of the essential oils; the cost of the powders he scattered while performing witchcraft was not included.
However, after quoting the price and seeing the woman's expression, he knew she didn't have that much money.