Although she was a little sorry for the foodie, Merlin still shamefully bowed to the evil sister's power.

In his last life, he saw an interesting question on the Internet, about you have two friends, and when you accidentally commit a crime one day, you go to these two friends in desperation.

The first friend chose to secretly call the police in order not to let you go further and further down the wrong path.

And the second friend did not hesitate to choose to help you escape, and for this reason, he did not hesitate to become an accomplice.

Ask which friend you think is a real friend if it were you.

Merlin in his previous life naturally chose the first kind of friend righteously, after all, as an otaku who keeps to himself, he doesn't think he will commit a crime, so he looks at this problem with an outsider's reason, and he feels that real friends shouldn't watch good friends go astray.

And yet now......

It can only be said that the saying that the butt decides the head is the truth, and when Merlin has now become a person in the bureau, he shamefully chose a second friend who could be checked at any time if he committed a crime.

Well, it's so fragrant......

Cynthia is clearly the type of second friend.

Although this half-elf witch has a bad stomach, she counts him every day when she has nothing to do, and she is lazy to eat, stealing his supper every day, and has a bad heart towards his younger brother, greedy for his body, and a little cheap, but Merlin thinks that this product is generally a good sister.

"Alright, we're here."

Just when Merlin was still thinking nonsense, Cynthia, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, which made Merlin, who was caught off guard, crash into her back at once.

The soft and refreshing natural fragrance of flowers rushes into the nostrils, as if inadvertently intruding into a garden full of flowers.

"What's coming?"

The handsome young man, who was a little regrettable in height, staggered twice to stabilize his body, his body was so weak, he poked his head out of Cynthia's back, and saw a bronze door in front of him.

The location of the two of them is deep underground in the castle of the Occult Academy, this ancient castle also has several floors underground, and there are obvious traces of dungeons in some places, but now they have been converted into laboratories and some classrooms.

Merlin had been to the castle several times, but he didn't expect that there was such an ancient bronze door at the bottom of the castle.

"This is? Portal ......"

Merlin took a slight look at the style of the door and the complex magic pattern circle on the door, and finally lost an evaluation skill, and determined that it was a spiritual vein portal.

It's the same as the last time they went to Sky City, except that last time the portal was a painting, but this time it's a regular door.

"Where does this door lead?"

Merlin asked Cynthia with some curiosity.

"The golden capital of the leylines, of course, Estate."

It seems that because of Merlin's interest just now, Cynthia is obviously in a much better mood now.

"This is the capital of the mysterious side, brother, you haven't been there yet, it just so happens that you are going to set up a club this time, so I will take you to see it by the way."

The half-elf witch replied to Merlin while stretching out her white and slender fingers to tap the bronze door, entering magic power to activate the magic pattern circle on the door.

"Estate? It turns out that there is a portal to go there in the school. ”

Merlin was slightly expectant.

Just like the Sky City of Slokay last time I visited, Estate is one of the three sacred cities created by the former Lord of Steam.

However, unlike Slokay as a commercial center, Estate is more of a political center, and is considered the capital of the entire Mystic Side, where most of the Mystic forces are headquartered, including official organizations such as the Wizards' Guild and the Hall of Truth.

It is worth mentioning that the major societies on the mysterious side are also in Estata, and when your application for establishing a club is approved by the Wizards Association, the association will assign you a club base in the city, and members of the club can teleport to the club base at any time with the help of spiritual veins if they want to participate in member activities.

Originally, Merlin was still thinking about where the students of the Occult Academy should go to teleport the spiritual veins, but he didn't expect that the portal was built under the castle.

But think about it, the castle of the Occult Academy is originally built on a spiritual vein fulcrum, and it would be a waste not to build a portal.

"Let's go, let's go to the Wizards Association first, process the application for the club first, and then I'll take you to choose a better base for members."

Cynthia had already opened the portal at this time, and as the magic pattern circle on the bronze door was activated by her magic power, the huge and ancient gate slowly opened, revealing the spiritual vein passage behind the door.

The rich and huge magic power is like a river in the spiritual veins, and the brilliant and boundless colors make people think of the stars in the night sky, magnificent and beautiful.

Cynthia reached out and wanted to hold Merlin's hand directly, but before the psychological shadow dissipated, she just stretched out her hand and wanted to retract it.

Merlin noticed Cynthia's small movements, and he stepped forward and grasped the slender, white hand of the half-elf witch.

Cynthia's hands are of the kind of hands that are good for playing the piano at first glance, with slender fingers and well-defined knuckles, and well-groomed nails that are as small and delicate as ivory.

This definitely belongs to a certain Mr. Ji surnamed who does not want to be named, and he can't wait to on the spot at a glance.

Originally, Merlin thought that this type of hand must be hard to the touch, the same as touching the bones, but in fact, it felt unexpectedly good, soft, white and tender, and the cat meat pad in the palm of his demon king state had a fight.

Thinking of the cat meat pad, Merlin unconsciously clasped Cynthia's palm with his fingers, and finally came to the conclusion that Lao Tzu's cat meat pad was more elastic.

"It's weird."

Cynthia, who had already withdrawn the mind-reading technique, so she didn't know what her brother was thinking in her head, was a little itchy by such a small action.

Elves are always more sensitive than humans, and she's a little afraid of itching.

However, the half-elf witch still smiled, she liked her brother's active closeness, which made her mood a little brighter again.

"Let's go, Estate, my sister is my territory, take my brother today and open your eyes."

Cynthia smiled and took her brother's hand, and the two approached the galaxy-like spiritual vein.

Rumble......

Behind him, the bronze door slammed shut, and Merlin heard the melodious sound of a whistle in the distance.

It sounds like the whistle of a steam train that has long been retired from the previous life......

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