40. Routines are all routines!
Even if you turn into scum, you can't admit defeat!
This is indeed a pool of backbone...... Slurry! The facial features and hair came together in unison, and no one ran around. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
So Gray Fang's two eyeballs struggled to rise to the surface, looking left and right.
Kindness! The carpet is good! The size of the gap with the ground is just right, and the thickness is enough, if you accidentally step on it, it can absorb a little pressure, and it won't hurt so much!
The sound of the door lock twitching, and Gray Fang shouted from the depths of his brain: "Rush! ā
I saw that the puddle of mud passed under the carpet unexpectedly, but the speed was too slow.
It sounded like a miskey, and the door lock paused and continued to ring.
It was about less than 1 minute.
"I'm exhausted...... Hurry, hurry! Let's all step on the horses and move! ā
It's all separated, who still listens to you, so the eyeballs rolled into the carpet alone, and the body was all outside.
He turned his head sharply and scolded himself: "Wipe your uncle!" the feathers! Give me a reaction, please! I'll let you in...... Move it around, no! ā
Takunoki pushed the door and came in, and heard a mosquito-like "boom...... in the room
He looked down and saw that Gray Fang's two eyes were red, and in order to scold himself, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, this person must be a fool.
The further Takunoki walked, the more frightened the muddy water became.
Gray Fang watched him pull out his weapon with one hand, and then a burst of bright light sprayed over, and his body was hot again, as if the internal organs had been on the ground for a long time and finally stuffed back into his stomach.
As he rolled over and lifted the ground, Gray Fang didn't forget to grab the socks.
Who knew that Takunoki was even more calm, and tilted his head towards the pile of wood slag: "Bring your things and follow me!" ā
So there was a man named Gray Fang, with a melancholy face holding a broken trash can, followed Takuna Tree, and walked vigorously through the corridor of the Cliff office.
Seeing the small waterfall in front of the Angry Archmage from a distance, Gray Fang's heart instantly fell, and he muttered, "Sample! It's all here, I'm still afraid of you! ā
Pushing the door in, Black Claw was also there, and Gray Fang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't say anything for a moment.
Takunoki turned his head and glanced at him: "Then scold?" ā
"Okay!" Gray Fang took a few steps forward and placed the trash can in front of the dean, "When the management committee conducted the review, the hedron weapon I registered was a trash can, and ordinary people shouldn't know about it, right?" But Hyde knew, who revealed it to him? And when I met Hyde at the school hospital, he said that the trash can was taken by Takunaki......"
"You saved him, right?" Grayfang turned his head and asked Takunoki until he nodded, "That's weird, it's just the two of you who entered my room, and Hyde only stole the trash can, so who took my socks?" ā
As he spoke, he pulled something out of his pocket and threw it right in front of the archmage.
The archmage and the black claw looked down, and the shape of the sock was so peculiar that they both understood it in an instant.
Just listen to what Takunaoki has to say.
The three of them turned their heads to look at him together, who knew that he didn't look weak at all: "Someone broke in yesterday and manipulated Hyde, fortunately I found it in time, otherwise you don't know where to throw it!" ā
"What?" Gray Fang glanced at the archmage's face, no one else should know about the teleportation, but he still refused to believe it, "You said yes!" What about the evidence? ā
Takunaoki unexpectedly opened his outer robe, and then lifted up his trousers, only to see the leg on the left, densely wrapped with gauze: "What's going on, you can ask Youli, she knows better!" ā
In this way, it didn't seem to be fake, the archmage glanced at Takunaoki mysteriously, instructed him to "stay vigilant", and then let him out.
"Has anyone opened this thing?" Blackpaw pointed to the socks and quickly asked.
"No, I tied the knot, I have the impression ......" Greyfang replied, but his eyes refused to look at Blackclaw.
The archmage touched his little beard and let out a deep groan: "It seems that the person who moved the teleportation and the person who stole the object are probably the same person!" ā
Gray Fang instantly remembered something, and slapped the table excitedly: "I remembered! I saw him, just the night before the recruitment, Takunaoki was sneaking around in the Hall of Knowledge, and he didn't have that tattoo on his face! It's definitely him! ā
The archmage was obviously stunned for a moment, and quickly glanced at Black Claw, but said again: "Don't talk nonsense, how is it possible!" Takunaki is a reliable person, and I can guarantee that he won't do anything bad for you! ā
"Then what are you doing?"
The archmage ignored him and turned his attention to the trash can: "This thing, because of the angels, cannot be destroyed by ordinary magic...... Again, be vigilant (raise your voice)! Whether someone came in or not, since he has the idea of notifying, at least it means that he suspects that there is something wrong with your identity! Don't forget...... It's your real name! ā
The archmage endured his nausea and accepted the pair of socks: "From today onwards, I will keep it for you, this matter ...... I'll look into it myself, too! ā
After that, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to repair the trash can.
"Wait!" Gray Fang quickly called a timeout, this is a good opportunity, "Can you change it?" Please, please! ā
"No, you can't!"
The archmage roared angrily and turned around holding the trash can, leaving behind two people, Gray Fang and Black Claw, and the atmosphere fell into a long embarrassment.
It wasn't long before he returned, a brand new trash can on the table with a black button on top.
"What is this?"
"Shrink device! Easy to carry! The archmage pressed it, and the trash can spun in a frantic circle and shrunk several times, and when he held it in his hand, he saw that it was almost the size of a fingernail.
"Last time I said that only you can summon angels, the ability of natural angels is related to you, plus you have learned magic well, and you can't control your emotions well, so it seems that ...... Something like this is bound to happen again, so bring the trash can with you so that the angels have a place to rest. ā
Since it's all so small, of course, it's no problem, but the archmage immediately added: "Once the angel enters, it can only keep the size of a normal trash can, and you have to hold it all the time!" I say that, do you understand? ā
Gray Fang didn't want to say anything, and the archmage took the miniature trash can from his hand: "Look, I'll only do it once!" ā
He put the thing to his mouth and blew on it, and with a "whew", the trash can gradually returned to its original shape in a circle, and then fell steadily into his arms.
"What about angelic souls? Bring it! ā
Gray Fang was thinking in his heart, what to choose is not good to choose a trash can, no matter how you look at it, it is all deliberate, right?
"Hey! To who registered the trash can with the management committee? ā
"It's ...... me"
As soon as the archmage replied, Greyfang got up and split a stool.
Frightened, the archmage hurriedly raised his hand: "Is there any problem?" I admit it! It's a little weird, but at most it makes people think you have quirks, and you don't have any suspicions......"