After getting Weber's permission, Shanqimudeng put on his glasses and packed up his belongings, and left the classroom, leaving Webb with only a back.

The long orange hair scattered in the breeze, and Shan Qimuden casually tied the head rope in his hand and tied it to his hair. The sun shone on the top of the mountain Qimudeng, exuding a brilliant brilliance.

Weber looked at the departing figure of Shanqimudeng, and also sighed slightly, he only taught such a student. As soon as Shan Qimuden left, Webb would have nothing to do for the whole afternoon.

"Ugh." Webb sighed softly, he was now a little skeptical that Kenneth was right to value him so much and recognize his abilities.

In the final analysis, he is still not like those proud sons of the sky, who were born proud and confident because of his family or his own talents.

Now, unlike the original history, after the end of the Holy Grail War, he traveled around, failed everywhere, and even threatened his life, so he trained his heart to be very strong. Now he's just a kid after all, which is normal, because ordinary people are like that. However, Webber is now surrounded by a certain degree of pride, which makes him feel a little bit of a gap in his heart.

Webb also packed his things and prepared to go to the library for a while in the afternoon. He knew that he was not a genius, and he was not even slightly inferior to ordinary people, so he could only accumulate his knowledge reserves every day in case he needed it.

Just as he was about to leave, Melvin Wiynz came to the classroom with a black suitcase.

"Webb, is class out so early?"

Troublesome, although secretly unhappy, but seeing Melvin coming, Webber still put down his handbag and waited for him to come.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm a little late, where's the little girl?" Melvin asked curiously, looking at the empty classroom.

"Why do you have time to come here today?" Webb looked at Melvin curiously, knowing that in normal times, he was either in the creation department or at home. Basically it won't come out.

"I'm feeling better, so I'm coming to see you, an old friend."

Melvin tossed his suitcase onto the table and sat down in a chair near the window.

"How's it going, does it still fit with the magic circuit that just been transplanted?"

"It's okay," Webb raised his right hand, the magic circuit on it glowing a faint blue light, "it just feels like it's the same as before." ”

"Normally, the quality and quantity of the magic circuits you transplanted are too good, and you can't bear it at all now, so for you, it's the same as nothing. It should be fine in about half a year. ”

"Well, when will the teacher's magic circuit be restored?" Webb didn't care too much about his own problems, he was now more concerned about Kenneth's own magic circuit. Both in the past and now, Weber looks at his mentor Kenneth with an almost looking up attitude.

"Kenneth?" Melvin hesitated for a moment, "He basically can't recover to his peak state, and if he can recover to eighty percent of his previous treatment, the treatment effect is better." ”

"That's to be expected." Weber tried his best not to let himself express his sadness, but under his half-closed eyes was a deep unwillingness.

"But is this the subverted clock tower you're going to show me, it's really refreshing!"

Melvin looked at Webb meaningfully, and on the other side opened his carry-on suitcase. The violin and tuning fork of a certain age were revealed

Hearing this, Webb blushed. At that time, after stealing the holy relics, he simply didn't have enough money to go to Fuyuki City, and after the transformation class that day, he grabbed Melvin and said unknowingly, "Didn't you say that as long as you can see something pleasant, no matter how much money it will be." For my travel expenses and airfare, I'll turn the whole clock tower upside down for you. In the end, contrary to his expectations, in his near-despair, Melvin actually paid for his travel and plane tickets.

"I really didn't expect that you didn't know how to confuse the Twelve Sovereigns, but I'm becoming more and more interested in you."

"What do you mean to be confused, it's obviously me..."

"What are you?" Melvin had put his violin on his arm, slowly adjusting the syllables.

Webb was suddenly silent, and he also asked Kenneth this question himself, and Kenneth's answer was that his talent was excellent and worthy of his investment. But Weber was still somewhat self-aware, and he didn't have the face to tell anyone else this answer.

"Alright, relax your body, and I'll activate your magic circuit."

After Melvin finished speaking, he opened the violin. The melodious sound of music suddenly spread throughout the classroom, and after Webb heard this sound, his own magic circuits unconsciously began to light up one after another. Dense magic circuits cover almost the entire upper body.

In a short time, a piece was finished. Webb also clearly felt that his magic circuit was running smoothly like never before.

Melvin packed up his instruments and put them back in the box, spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How are you?" Seeing this scene, Weber also hurriedly ran over and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a tissue.

"It's all right, it's my mother's violin for me, how can I get her stained?"

Melvin took out a blood tonic and poured it into it.

"Stupid," Webb suddenly raised his voice, "I'm asking yourself!" ”

"Me?" Melvin's face was full of suspicion, "Isn't this an old problem?" You, my friend, don't even know that. ”

"Who's your friend?" Webb, like a cat with its tail stepped on, vehemently retorted Melvin's words.

"I thought we were friends when we were kids."

Melvin first crossed paths with Webb when he was a school student at the clock tower. Melvin asks the maid to show off to the class with the collection of spell gems his mother has prepared for him, and Webb, who is furious, beats Melvin.

"Alright, it's time for me to go back too. But thank you so much for giving me a glimpse of what miracles look like. ”

Melvin casually laughed at Webb's words and left the classroom with his suitcase.

And Webb had just understood what Melvin meant, and shouted at Melvin's back: "You guy, what is a miracle... Yes! ”

At the mention of the word miracle, Webb instantly thought of something. A "thing" that can heal what may be the body.

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