Bob waved his hand and struck a wind blade, and the bell hit the Radiant Greatsword, looking at the immovable Radiant Greatsword, he was amazed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Oh, my dear Bill, your Holy Light Protector is getting more and more proficient."

Seeing that there is no escape, Bob decisively begins to praise Bill so that he will not suffer from the flesh later. The words of praise were praised for five minutes without repetition, and Lisserrot, Rosalind, and many onlookers were stunned.

"That's too good to say."

"Isn't it, it's been five minutes, isn't it?"

"Five minutes and forty-four seconds, to be exact."

There were really people in the onlookers counting the time, and Fat Bill had already begun to close his eyes and have a look of enjoyment after listening to the praise for five minutes.

"Ahem, I said Bill, do you think you can let me out?" Bob looked at Bill with a smirk.

"Oh? You want to figure it out? ”

The flesh on Bill's face was already squeezing his eyes out with laughter, and he snapped his fingers, only to see three ice locks about the thickness of his thumb tie up Bob, leaving only two legs untrapped. The other end of the ice lock was held in Bill's hand, and by the way, he also tried the strength of the ice lock, and with a sharp pull, Bob's whole body was set on the back of the Shining Greatsword.

Bill nodded in satisfaction, waved away the Holy Light Shielding Sword, and turned to look at Lisserrot and Rosalind, who had been standing next to him, and walked over with a spring breeze on his face.

"Rosalind, let you and your sister see the joke, but it's all right now."

Bill tried his best to show his beautiful side, this opportunity is too rare, it is rare to show his strength as a high-level mage in front of Rosalind, maybe he can leave a good impression.

"That, Uncle Bill." Lisserrot looked at Rosalind, who was rolling her eyes and didn't plan to talk, so she had to talk to Bill herself.

Uncle!!! Bill was roaring inside! Bob behind him, although his body was bound by ice locks, he still laughed like a shrimp, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Bill's fat face full of fat shaking violently, and trembling, and immediately lay on the ground rolling on the ground with laughter.

Rosalind was also teased by Lisserrot, her sister is really funny, although Bill is over thirty years old, but the light physique also makes him look like he is in his twenties. She really didn't expect Lisserrot to open her mouth to be an uncle, looking at Bill standing there with an embarrassed expression, Rosalind put away her smile.

"Ahem, that Bill, I'm buying something with my sister."

"I don't know if I'm honored to ......"

Rosalind's reply instantly filled Bill's face with a smile, and he bent down slightly, stretched out his fat hand the size of a dinner plate, and made a standard gentlemanly pose. It's just that this pose is performed by his size, and that scene suddenly makes Bob behind him burst into an even stronger laugh.

"Ah, I'm sorry."

Bill squeezed a big smile and snapped his fingers, and suddenly another ice lock appeared, which strangled Bob's entire face as he opened his mouth wide and laughed. Bob was about to laugh out of his eyes as he bit the ice lock, so the cold of the ice lock worsened, and Bob's entire mouth was immediately frozen.

There was a sudden silence behind him, and Bill nodded in satisfaction, and made that pose again with a spring breeze, this time no one bothered.

"I don't know if I can have this honor......"

"Is the Magic Sacred Road a random place for you?!"

With a loud shout, a team of uniformed mages walked over, one of them was a middle-aged man with brown hair and pale blue eyes, and when he saw the pile of meat in the middle of the crowd and the rice dumplings lying on the ground......

"Bill, Bob...... Why are you guys again? ”

Ryan was helpless, every time he heard someone fighting on the Magic Holy Road, it must be these two guys. But as a friend, and knowing what happened fourteen years ago, he can't say anything, and every time he warns him. Anyway, the two of them haven't done anything out of the ordinary so far.

"Oh, it's Captain Ryan. It's okay, I'm going to accompany two beautiful Ferres girls to buy the essentials for admission to the school of magic. ”

"Ferres?" Ryan took a few steps to the left, but Bill was too big to block both Lisserrot and Rosalind. Ryan looked at Rosalind's flame-like hair and nodded abruptly.

"Edward Ferres"

"Nice to meet you, Miss Ferres."

Ryan bowed lightly to Lisserrot and Rosalind, who were surprised to hear Bill explain.

"He's paying tribute to your father, Edward Ferres."

Lisserrot and Rosalind looked at each other, seeing that each other's eyes were full of doubt.

"Take care of Miss Ferres."

"Of course."

Ryan leaves with the law enforcement team, and in the end, Lisserrot and Rosalind still don't know why Ryan wants to pay tribute to his father, and Bill is reluctant to say anything more. The four of them walk down the streets of the Enchanted Sacred Road, and on the way Rosalind complains that Lady Alice had caused the elves to leave early, causing the two to get lost. As he walked, Bill suddenly remembered something, he turned his head to look at Bob, who was still locked by the ice lock, snapped his fingers, and suddenly another ice lock wrapped Bob's calf.

Looking at Bob, who can only jump and jump like a rabbit, Bill is very satisfied, but it is difficult for him to have a chance to catch Bob.

"There's the Stigmata Bookstore in front of you."

The four of them came to the outside of a crimson wooden house, on which hung a wooden plaque that read: Stigmata Bookstore in large gilded letters.

The four of them walked into the Stigmata Bookstore, and out of a row of bookshelves came an old mage in a white robe, the cuffs of the white robe were embroidered with a book-like gold wire pattern, meticulously groomed white hair and a white beard that reached to the chest, and a pair of dark eyes full of wisdom on his wrinkled face.

"Master Christian," Bill bowed to the old mage.

The old man glanced at Bill, then at Rosalind's flame-like hair, at Lisserrot's silver waterfall, and finally at Bob, who was tied up like a dumpling. With a slight wave of the old man's hand, the ice lock that bound Bob began to fade and disappear, like smoke blown away by the wind.

"Thank you, Master Christian."

Bob, who had regained his freedom, bowed to the old man, not because the old man had unlocked the ice lock on him, but because the old man himself was a respectable master.

"Rosalind and Lisserrot, this is Master Christian, a master of runes, and the caretaker of Stigmata Bookstore."

Bill looked at Lisserrot and Rosalind unbeknownst to them, and began to introduce them to the old man, in fact, many people did not know that the administrator of the Stigmata Bookstore was a master of runes. If it weren't for a chance, Bill and Bob wouldn't have known that the ordinary-looking old man in front of them was a master of runes.

"Master Christian."

Lisserrot and Rosalind bowed to the old man, the title of master of runes was enough to be respected, how difficult runes were to master. When drawing runes and magic patterns, every stroke, every drawing, every detail is mastered, and every trace of magic ink must be distributed. Nowadays, many magical devices, as small as a magic lamp, as large as weapons and armor, and even the city's defensive canopy, are inseparable from the knowledge of runes.

The old man smiled and nodded, looking at Lisserrot, who was slightly nervous.

"You're Edward Ferres' daughter, what's your name?"

Lisserrot Ferres

"Not bad, not bad."

How rare it is to be able to tell from Master Christian's mouth that the old man's vision is very high.

"Today is the first day of school in Aichengrad, and it looks like it's time to buy a magic book."

"Well, cheap Elvis, old fellow."

"But if Lisserrot wants to learn rune literature, you can come to me, an old fellow, if you are old and rotten else, you can still teach rune literature."

As the old man spoke, all the magic books he needed flew over and landed in front of Lisserrot.

"Magical Concept", "Magic System", "Magic Theory", "Continental Chronicles-Western Calendar", "Herbal Medicine", "Introduction to Warcraft", "Continental Geography", "Basic Runic Literature"

"Master Christian, this book of Basic Runes ......"

Before Lisserrot could finish speaking, the old man interrupted.

"These books are old and decayed, I gave you, just take them as a meeting gift, you can read more runes in your spare time, I believe you will fall in love with this art."

In the end, the four of them left the Stigmata Bookstore and took the "Basic Runic Literature" with them, and Master Christian insisted on sending the book out, and Lisserrot could only obey the old man's wishes.

Fu literature, maybe you will study it, I don't know if you will learn it......

Thinking of this, Lisserrot and the others walked towards the way they left.