Before he could recover, Loren had already begun to pack his bags. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It is said that it is luggage, but in fact, there is nothing to bring with you when you go out. The old knight Leonardo left him with only a horse and a sword.

The sword was repaired by Loren, and as for the old horse, it was too old to be "old" in a stable a long time ago, and it had to spend more than three years with the old knight and Loren, and finally died and was buried in a corner of the academy by Loren.

Although the owner of this place is a wizard, it is not in vain to be able to sleep in a castle as a war horse.

The reason why I rushed to pack my things was because I wanted to leave as soon as possible. Whether intentionally or not, he must have been targeted by the Fascist priest, and any continued stay will only add more trouble to the academy.

Loren hates trouble, and all the high-risk, uncertain contingencies that come with it - it's enough trouble for himself after having a "teenager" with him in this life, so it's better to try to be as smooth as possible.

"Oops, it looks like Asrael is being hated again. ”

The familiar voice had a slightly aggrieved tone, Loren raised his head unexpectedly, and the young man's lovely smile met his sight: "It seems that complaining about others has become Loren's habit." ”

"I feel like I'm going to get used to my next sentence, but I still have to ask. With a hint of sarcasm, Loren said, "Where did you come from?"

"Quite simply, as a vampire - even if it's just a young vampire, I have the ability to mimic and transform into some kind of animal. The boy smiled, with a "you really don't know" expression: "Usually people think that vampires can only turn into bats, but this is actually a serious misunderstanding. ”

"So, you can turn into a horse or something?" Loren quipped lazily, "That's convenient, I just don't need one, a walker." ”

"I prefer to be a bird if I can. The young man with his hands behind his back tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint charming smile:

"The bird of Hermes is my name, and it devours its own wings to control my heart. ”

Hearing this, a touch of murderous intent flashed in the corner of Loren's eyes, but he still maintained a smile on his face: "You peeked at my memory? You don't seem to have told me this." ”

"It should be said that after I connected to your spiritual temple, some of our memories have been intertwined. The boy blinked: "You can't blame me, it's just that you don't know." ”

"Well, how many things else is there that I don't know?"

"Dear Loren, don't be too anxious. The corners of Asriel's mouth rose: "Considering that we still have decades to get along, I still have to maintain a little mystery and make this friendship last forever~." ”

For a moment, Loren desperately wanted to take the risk of becoming a fool and make this guy "forever".

"Instead of continuing to talk, aren't you going to see the farewell gifts your friends have prepared for you?" the boy jokingly pointed to something next to him, "Actually, I'm curious too." ”

Loren sighed, and opened the two delicate boxes with some thought, obviously there could be no third friend of his own besides Isaac and the little wizard.

A genius gave himself a set of notes that he had put together, or some kind of religious propaganda pamphlet, which told the story of the arguments and opinions that an unborn genius wizard had discovered in his short research career, his analysis and perception of the void, and the significance of these discoveries for all wizards and the world as a whole.

Although the whole manual is full of narcissistic plots, it is somewhat inspiring and can make him less detours in the future.

Ain Rand's gift was much more straightforward - the way common alchemical potions were synthesized, as well as the materials of an entire box and their respective methods of collection, could not be more practical.

"They really care about you, it's just a 'friend' who has been with you for less than half a year. The young man's blood-red eyes flashed with a hint of banter: "It's really interesting, it's so easy to trust others and be tricked around." ”

"You know, they even planned to save you. It's so much fun, I think ......."

"Shut up!"

Loren's voice was soft with his back to the boy, but Asriel had already sensed the killing intent in him, and he chose to turn around and leave very wisely.

What are you afraid of? Obviously, even joining the academy is just an exchange of interests, and there is no need to be responsible for these people at all, everything is just a show.

You should always be sober and sensible, and the result of your emotional actions is to be deeply trapped in them and not be able to extricate yourself.

I had trusted the old knight, and the result was unbearable, and this time...... Even just looking at these gifts, Loren seemed to be looking at the strong malice that this world brought to him.

You won't make the same mistake a second time.

The choice to leave was not simply to protect the Academy, but considering the current situation, there was no point in continuing to stay. His own path is that of a spellcaster, and unlike alchemy and occultism, which focus on research, he values practicality.

It is impossible to create a practical mantra behind closed doors, without considering the actual situation.

What's more, even if he doesn't leave, Asrael will force him to go. For this "young vampire", it is too dangerous to be under the watchful eye of a wizard who has defeated vampires.

After packing everything up, Loren put on his new black cloak and added an extra wand to his right hand.

It was "spilled" from the hands of the dead Karan, and Dalton Kander left the trophy to him - after all, to outsiders, it was the wand that was more in line with the image of a wizard.

Loren still likes this wand, although it is a little too long and inconvenient, but the spear head at the bottom of the wand can be used as a long spear to wield, which is also a very handy weapon.

At least when Dalton pushed open the door and walked in, he saw Loren in his cloak and hood, holding a wand in his hand, the thin figure standing in the shadows, and the image of harmony in front of him made him lose his mind for a second.

This wandering knight when he first came to the academy was already a complete wizard.

"You're looking for me?"

Loren, who suddenly smiled, suddenly ruined the beauty of the picture in Dalton's eyes, and his expression returned to its original coldness: "Follow me." ”

The black-robed wizard's words were still concise and short, as powerful as a blade. He didn't care if Loren behind him could keep up with him, and the hem of his fluttering robe had floated out of the stairs.

Loren, who shrugged his shoulders, could only hurry up with his mentor, plus a large bag of what he didn't have—it was obvious that Dalton wouldn't help him carry his luggage.

As soon as he left the North Tower, Loren, who was following Dalton, sensed that something was not quite right in the atmosphere in the castle.

All the apprentices were put on new wizarding robes, the gates of the castle and the main castle hall, which had been closed all day, were opened, and red and blue swallowtail flags fluttered from the towers of the city walls.

Is this a farewell ceremony for himself? Loren couldn't help but wonder, but even if he did become a fool, he knew it was impossible, but the facts didn't stop people from thinking about it.

The black-robed wizard who was about to walk to the main castle stopped, and looked back at this apprentice who didn't want to admit it: "I advise you to be mentally prepared first, so as not to lose your temper when the time comes." ”

"Well, what the hell is it to make this ......?"

"Rest assured, it's not for you. Dalton Candle gave a cruel smile, "So don't be sentimental, apprentice. ”

So this is to welcome some big guy? It obviously can't be some guy who hasn't even heard the name of the Wimpal Academy with such fanfare.

"Is it Lord Duke, or Bishop Fabion?" asked Loren with a wink.

"Half right. Dalton waved his hand impatiently: "Now, let me wait inside!"