"Uh-huh, Daddy, what are you doing? ”

Hena Baikal flew up, spun around the lab, and landed on Roque's shoulder.

"I'll show you a spell. With that, Roque picked up the enchanted paper drawn on the table and prepared to release the Mind Purification Technique, and he chose Hena Baikal.

"Magic, what is that?" said Hena Baikal, whose eyes were full of curiosity, and it fell back onto the table.

Roque had a smile on his face, but didn't answer it.

When a soft magic descended on Hena Baikal, there was a look of surprise in his eyes, but it only lasted for a minute before it turned to shock.

After Roque released the heart, Hena Baikal was completely enveloped in a soft light curtain.

"Uh-huh, is it magic? Daddy, it's so comfortable. Hena Baikal rolled happily on the table.

"yes, it's amazing, isn't it? Rocra sat down in a chair and took out a new enchantment paper, ready to continue carving the pattern.

"Uh-huh, babble. ”

Hena Baikal nodded, as if she understood, and she stood cautiously to Roque's left, staring earnestly at the enchanted paper in the other's hand.

"Dad, do you want to draw magic?"

"Yes, I'm drawing a few more pictures and waiting for this dream to wake up. ”

"Uh-huh, dream, what's that?"

"A very magical thing that can transcend time and space, can grant any wish, and can also make any horrible thing happen. ”

"Dad, what are you talking about, I don't understand, uh-huh. ”

Roque answered Hena Baikal's question as he carved the magic pattern, but then he stopped, because the enchanted paper had cracked, and he felt a pain in his head, and it seemed that he could not be distracted by such a thing.

Forced to endure the pain, Roque barely completed this mind-clearing technique, and suddenly he realized that he should ask Hena Baikal not to disturb him.

But in the face of the curiosity on the other party's face and the eager eyes, Roque found that he was really ruthless.

"You'll understand, Hena Baikal, you can't make a noise while I'm making the magic pattern, it will disturb me, you know. ”

"Oh, yes, Daddy. Hena Baikal nodded obediently, a gloomy look in her eyes.

Roque wasn't silent, he was ready to try another spell.

The Ignition Technique, which is a first-level attack magic, Roque feels that it is necessary to master it, of course, its magic rudiments are more complex than the Pure Heart Technique.

Time seemed to be on his side, after all, it was a dream, and it should be enough for Roque to squander, but the result was not satisfactory, and Hena Baikal turned into a good baby, and it didn't make any sound.

"It turns out that my talent is not very good. ”

Looking at the waste of fifty pieces of enchantment paper, Roque felt helpless, this fire initiation technique was much more difficult than the heart purification technique.

However, this kind of practice is not without benefits, he found that his mental power has increased a little, and he feels it intuitively, but he can't continue now, and there is a tearing pain in his head.

In fact, the wizard's cultivation method is the best way to rest, which even knights are extremely envious, and Roque chooses to use this method to recover.

Soon after, Roque began to continue to be more serious about the fire technique, and he had a stubbornness in his temper, hoping only to succeed once.

However, the fire technique did not give him any face, and after failing thirty times, Roque couldn't help but feel annoyed, he did not continue, but chose to practice the heart purification technique, temporarily adjusting his mentality.

This magic gave him a great deal of confidence, and he could do one in almost two minutes.

"Uh-huh, Daddy, I think I'll do this. Hena Baikal, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly spoke up.

"Can you start a fire?" Roque looked at him in confusion.

"Uh-huh, you see, Daddy. Hena Baikal nodded affirmatively.

"Okay, then let me see. Roque smiled, a little anticipation in his heart.

"Uh-huh, babble. ”

Roar.

Hena Baikal shouted, then grew her mouth and spewed a breath of fire at Roque.

"This?"

Watching the blazing flames come towards him, the smile on Roque's face froze, and his mind went blank.

"Is this talent? ”

Looking at the slightly messy study, Roque sighed, this dream finally woke up, it was almost evening, and the lively sounds outside the window were constantly reaching his ears.

It seemed that Miloel had already prepared the banquet, and Roque glanced at the shadow of the bookshelf, then walked over to the desk, where the box was placed, and to his shock, the box had been opened.

"What is this?"

Roque hurriedly took out the folded leather in it, and his heart could no longer be calm.

When the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the land, it was a sign of homecoming, and in Miral, the hustle and bustle continued, and Randolph had prepared a lot of illuminated items, and it seemed that they were going to work overtime for the night.

During this time in the afternoon, Barrow and Doggs received several groups of fleeing people, and Randolph immediately arranged for them to be in the law enforcement court, numbering more than 100 people.

The impact of this incident on Miral was not small, and many people smelled something unusual, and from time to time some people talked about it in private.

Annoyed by Randolph, he knows that the truth is about to run out of way, but he must buy some time for Miral.

The contradiction is the truest portrayal of him now, on the one hand, Randolph wants more survivors, and on the other hand, he does not want these people to come to Miral.

Enoch's life was much easier than he was, and he was having dinner with Helen in the old house.

It looked quite formal, the dinner was not the same as before, it was too rich, and there were only Enoch and Helen at the table, and Linda stood quietly on the side.

"Helen, tomorrow I will ask Linda to accompany you to the Black Thorn Manor, remember to listen to her, and not lose your etiquette in front of Lord Roque. Enoch said gently, and he was dressed formally tonight.

"Dad, I will, thank you Dad. Helen smiled and nodded.

"Don't worry, sir, I'll take care of Miss. Linda, who was slowly pouring Enoch's wine, assured.

"Daddy, are you going out at night?" asked Helen in a whisper.

Enoch looked at her and nodded slowly, he picked up his glass and took a sip.

"Yes, I'm going to visit the mayor, maybe I'm going to work in a different place. ”

Listening to the other party's words, Helen immediately thought of something, and hurriedly asked, "Are you going to Morpheus City, Dad?" ”