Chapter Twenty-Four: Who Educates Whom

The Serigan meeting would start in five days, and for the first three days, Sanzhefeng was only visiting the city of mages. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's really a visit, a complete visit, nothing else.

This really surprised Joan of Arc and Artoria, they originally thought that Sang Zhefeng would at least make some preparations, but they didn't expect him to be so leisurely.

And the system hasn't said a word in the past two days, and it hasn't even come out once, and even Sang Zhefeng hasn't guessed what it wants to do, but Sang Zhefeng hasn't planned to exchange something recently, so he didn't go to find it.

And on the fourth day, Sanzhefeng's unchanged life finally changed a little, but it was not caused by him, but the guy called Jiri before.

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That day, Sanzhefeng was still wandering around the city as usual, and Joan of Arc and Artoria also gave up on persuading Sanzhefeng, and the two of them also played the characteristics of women and went shopping with Sanzhefeng.

But these two aren't the kind that you can't just look at.

"Sir, sir! It looks delicious! Artoria pointed to the barbecue restaurant over there, and said to Sanzhe with a serious face.

Sang Zhefeng sighed and said, "You've already eaten a lot of things along the way. I don't know how your stomach grows......"

"Only when you are full can you have the strength to fight." Artoria said with a serious face.

Sang Zhefeng looked at her, the girl still had a serious face, and then Sang Zhefeng realized that the girl in front of him was serious.

What she just said really came from the heart.

Sang Zhefeng sighed helplessly.

"And I'm better here, at most I just want something to eat." Artoria pointed to Joan of Arc behind her and said, "Isn't Sister Joan of Arc more able to spend?" ”

Sang Zhefeng glanced back at Joan of Arc, where the girl was crawling in front of the counter of the clothing store, looking at the clothes inside.

It seems that there is still saliva left......

On Joan of Arc's shoulders, on her back, she carried several bags that Sanzhefeng had paid for before.

…… Joan of Arc grew up in a small French village, and even when she became a hero, she didn't wear any very good clothes...... Coupled with the nature of a woman, it is strange that she can restrain herself from buying things......

Sang Zhefeng sighed, he really didn't understand why he would pay the bill for these two women......

Just as Sang Zhefeng was thinking about leaving the two of them behind first and then finding a place to go briskly by himself, a guy with something and waving his arms suddenly ran over there.

"Sir! Mr! Mr. Sangzhefeng! ”

The man looked like a madman, and the passers-by around him avoided him from afar.

And Sang Zhefeng was looking over there, and the boy named Ji Li was running towards him.

Sang Zhefeng looked at the young man who ran over, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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"Sir, this is what you asked me to find." Jiri said with excitement on his face, and then he pushed a large stack of papers in his hand against it.

Sang Zhefeng took it and looked at it, it was all Di Golis's words, but it looked a little messy, and it was obviously written by the traverser in front of him who didn't know much about the world's writing.

And on top of that, there's something about the city and magic.

Sang Zhefeng didn't look too closely, he put down the paper in his hand, looked at the man in front of him, and said, "Since it is something you wrote, then you can introduce it yourself." ”

"Well," Jiri said, looking excited, "this city is called Kara, the City of Mages, but it doesn't have a long history, it was built after Serigan, on the basis of Serigan. Nothing special. But when it comes to Serrigan, its establishment is somewhat interesting. ”

Sang Zhefeng looked at him and motioned for him to continue.

Ji Li cleared his throat and said, "This is what the old man said when I was chatting with an old man, it may not be very reliable, but I feel that it still has a certain meaning." ”

He paused for a moment and said, "According to that old man, the site that Serigan established was established on the inheritance of that great sage of the gods. ”

His expression was very strange, as if he was telling some earth-shattering secret.

Sang Zhefeng looked at him and didn't speak.

There was obviously some embarrassment on Ji Li's face, he coughed clearly, and said, "Just ignore that one just now." There are other things. ”

"The Serigan gathering is attended by those top mages, but this time it seems to be a little different, they seem to have to invite someone else," Ji Li looked at Sang Zhefeng and said, "If you can find that invitation in advance, sir, then things can be much easier." ”

Sang Zhefeng was still there looking at him, not speaking.

Ji Li's face was even more embarrassed, he smiled dryly, and said, "Actually, there are also practitioners who participate in Serigan, you can also ......"

Sang Zhefeng still didn't speak.

Jiri finally bowed his head and lost his voice.

Sang Zhefeng looked at the young man in front of him, smiled, and said, "Thank you very much for your information, you did a good job." ”

The young man raised his head in surprise and looked at Sang Zhefeng, and then an excited look appeared on his face, and said, "Really? ”

Sang Zhefeng nodded, took out a small bag, and said, "This is your reward." ”

Ji Li took the money bag with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry! If you have any information questions, just look for me! ”

With a big smile on Jiri's face, it looks like the traverser has positioned himself as an intelligence monger.

"Really? That's just right. Sang Zhefeng smiled again and said, "I do have some things to get rid of you. ”

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Sang Zhefeng was alone by the river in the city watching the sunset, and behind him the crowd was bustling, but no one cared about the man in black.

The sunset is very beautiful, and it is even more dreamy in this magical world, and I don't know what caused the sun over there to appear some small halo distortions, so that the sunlight is not dazzling, but also shows a beautiful brilliance.

Maybe it's the products of the magic industry, maybe some alchemist got it, maybe it's the magician who put it into the magic - it happens every day in the city of Kara, and the managers of the magic city have a daily headache with these technologies.

Sang Zhefeng stood here, looking at the sunset in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Joan of Arc and Artoria were picking up groceries in a small shop not far behind, and the two girls were talking and laughing and looking very happy.

[I still don't understand, why did you do that, don't you know all the information that the kid gave you? Why do you still have to give him money? 】

Sang Zhe coquettishly nodded and said, "Maybe it's because of ...... The original occupational disease left behind? ”

【…… Ha? What profession can have this problem? 】

Sang Zhefeng didn't respond to it directly, he just continued to say to himself: "And don't you feel that the boy has a lot of potential?" Although I know all that information, you also know that I basically started collecting information with him, isn't it great that he can collect the same information as me? ”

When did you collect information...... Didn't you just shop there......]

The system was silently complaining there.

......The system was silent for a moment, and said, "I still want to have something to tell you." ”

"If you don't talk to me in this voice," Sang Zhefeng turned over and leaned against the fence next to the river, with a sneer on his face, "I can have a good talk with you." ”

"But I feel like this voice has a bigger impact on you." The system's voice sounded slightly cold, and Sang Zhefeng snorted coldly and did not answer.

"I'm curious what you went through to get to be like this."

The system's voice was a little faint, and Sang Zhefeng's face showed a trace of disdain, and he didn't reply.

"Are you really going to get those young mages on their knees? Or are you really trying to kill those mages? ”

Sang Zhefeng bent down slightly and said, "Of course." ”

"Why do you have to do this? Do you have to put someone else's life on your own toy? The system's voice trembled a little, as if it was suppressing something.

"Huh? What are you doing? Angry? Sang Zhefeng's face showed an evil smile, "Don't be angry with me with this voice~ And, even if it is?" ”

Sang Zhefeng's voice became slightly louder, and the passers-by around him looked at him with suspicious eyes, but no one paid too much attention.

"Don't you have a sense of good and evil? Do you just like to watch others suffer? ”

Sang Zhefeng was silent for a moment, and his mouth was cracked, and the crack was wide.

"The concept of good and evil? Hahaha? The concept of good and evil? Sang Zhefeng held his forehead and said, "I once led goodwill and truth, walked in the forefront of the light, and also changed the basics, almost completed the basic thinking--what is the result!" The result? Humans are still hopeless! Stretch out your malice to pure white and kill her! ”

He held his head high, and his eyes had turned completely blood-red.

"It's just garbage...... Disgusting garbage ......"

His voice was loud enough to be heard by everyone around him, but he still changed his words into his previous language, so his movements were just crazy words with unknown meanings to the people around him.

Sang Zhefeng calmed his breath for a moment, then turned again, facing the river, his eyes slightly sad.

"I just want her back to life. Just for that. It doesn't matter how many of the rest die. ”

The system was silent again, and after a long time, it spoke leisurely: "Doesn't all feelings have anything to do with you?" ”

"It's all just a mutual benefit......"

"All?"

"All ......"

"But...... But! The system's voice agitated again, "Those things don't matter to anyone!" So ......"

Sang Zhefeng suddenly raised his head, and a grim expression appeared on his face.

"What do you think...... Who are you educating you? ”

Sang Zhefeng squinted his eyes and cracked his mouth, but this time it was different from the gentle smile he had before.

His smile this time was very dark and terrifying.