In the past three hundred years in the old world, Wizard Abt has completely become less like a normal wizard, which may be because his lifespan has almost reached the end, and his expression was a little wrong yesterday when talking about the new life-prolonging potion harvested by the emperor of the empire, and it may also be because his strength has dropped from a second-level wizard to a first-level wizard, it is difficult for such a big gap not to leave a shadow on his mind, especially when he sees a wizard rookie like Phil......

Wizard Abt invited Phil to his White Tower for morning tea, and the few apprentices who were waiting were still very cute-looking, and I don't know how many of them were like the Chancellor's son.

"Come, Wizard Underwood, come and try this honey bread, the wheat and honey used in it are the work of the Atlantan Empire that has been carefully cultivated for decades before it succeeds, and after the wheat is successfully cultivated, it will go through twenty-three procedures to turn the wheat into soft and soft wheat flour, and the production process of this honey is even more remarkable, the required bees must be selected from the needle-tip bees of the Pandan Canyon, and there are forty-seven kinds of flowers planted around, and finally the top pastry master of the empire will use seventeen procedures to make it, and finally appear in front of you and me. Wizard Abt enthusiastically introduced, "How's it going, does it taste good?"

Phil nodded politely: "It's very good." "In the world of ordinary people, it's already very good to do this.

However, compared to the one in Victoria Harbour, it cannot be compared at all.

But the wizard of Abt was satisfied.

In addition to honey bread, there are dozens of other exquisite pastries and snacks in a morning breakfast, and you can probably imagine the extravagance of the top of the empire.

Of course, all of them are ordinary people's food, and they can't be compared with the wizarding world, where most of the ingredients are impregnated with various energies in the air day and night, and the flavors that can be stimulated are naturally comparable to those bred by the barren energy of the old world.

Aside from being early, the only thing that can bring some interest to Phil is the small talk with Wizard Abt in his library in the White Tower, although he has regressed to a first-level wizard, but the experience in age is far from comparable to the current Phil.

There are countless experiences in Wizard Abt's long career as a wizard, most of them very boring, but there are also many wonderful parts from which Phil can gain some lessons that he cannot learn from the classics. In particular, the situations that may occur when encountering various strange locations in the wizarding world in reality are not clearly recorded in the classics.

After a conversation, Phil found that Wizard Abt was a very contradictory wizard, on the one hand, he was used to life in the Atlantic Empire, and this comfortable and peaceful life even made him forget the habits he had developed in the wizarding world, and he was very satisfied with it, in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, he was completely integrated into the world of ordinary people, on the other hand, he still retained a nostalgia for the wizarding world, which was already revealed by the piece of honey bread, but he completely forgot how delicious the honey bread in Victoria Harbour was, and even thought that this honey bread that he had supervised from beginning to end could be compared to what he had ever eaten.

This contradictory state reminded Phil not to become like Wizard Abt.

Phil gained a lot in the White Tower of Wizard Abt, and according to the trading principles of the wizarding world, he naturally left some things, including some new developments in the wizarding world in the past three hundred years, even if it was very shallow, it made Wizard Abt very excited, and Phil even left some worthless wizard materials, which was the reason why the other party was so enthusiastic in the end.

It is difficult to produce wizard materials in the barren land of the old world, presumably Wizard Abt has not encountered it for a long time, and what Phil left behind is a great comfort to him.

"Mugwort, Black Tenggen, Demon Tree Red Water......" Wizard Abt slowly read out the materials that Phil had given him one by one, his hands even trembling a little, "Thank you, Wizard Underwood, you have gained my friendship......"

"I thought I got it yesterday. Phil laughed, making a joke.

"Hmph, even if I came to the old world tragically, what can get my friendship is not something that can be obtained easily. He laughed to himself.

Both of them laughed, but Wizard Abt's smile was somewhat bitter.

Supervising the wizards of an empire is a bit glamorous, but everyone knows that the wizards who are sent to the old world are those who are declining and hopeless, and their status in the wizarding world is extremely low.

As Phil returned to his White Tower, he thought about the Wizard of Abt.

Although the experience of these two days is very ordinary, it has allowed Phil to see what it is like to be a wizard without a future, this is an absolutely valuable experience, even if it is only because of this, it is appropriate to give Wizard Abt a little worthless wizard materials.

He would never want to be like this.

In the previous morning tea, Phil also got a lot of news in the capital, because of Phil's special greeting, although the emperor of the empire did not come, but still asked a close attendant to send some gifts, a few black stones, that is, low-level magic stones that Phil had not seen for a long time.

Phil also heard about the aftermath of yesterday's arson, the beheaded maiden's woman brought her remaining daughter to the city from her home in the countryside overnight, and the girl's body was sent to the public mortuary in the capital, all because not long after Phil left, a knight sent a large amount of compensation, which was an astronomical amount for these poor people, not to mention hacking her daughter to death, even if she sold her daughter, it would be worth selling herself.

Phil undoubtedly criticized something, and when he returned to his White Tower, the two black cats next to the coffee table were still in a tense confrontation.

One of them was the black cat Leonardo da Vinci, and the other was brought by Wizard Abt this morning, and somehow it was left behind by Phil.

"Okay, don't make a fuss. Phil sat in the middle of them, "Your name is ......"

"He's Magellan. Leonardo da Vinci said.

"Hey Leonardo da Vinci, you—" cried the black cat named Magellan.

"I'll explain it to you. Leonardo da Vinci replied coldly, "He knows the names of all our cats." ”

"How-" Magellan was shocked.

"Okay guys," Phil said at last with some annoyance, "don't talk nonsense. I just want to warn you, Leonardo da Vinci, including you Magellan, no matter what happened before, these last few nights, don't go out casually. ”

"Otherwise, you will bear the consequences. ”