Promi originally planned to have a good relationship with Ingres, so basically all of Ingres's questions, as long as he could answer them, even if it involved some exclusive skills, he also vaguely pointed out the key. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

By the time David returned, Ingres had a rudimentary understanding of the way of concoction.

After taking the ticket from David, Angel was about to leave. Before leaving, Angel said to David: "I may refine a batch of weapons in the next few days to prepare some funds for going to the wizarding fair, do you want to come along?"

Angel made it clear that the purpose of this alchemy was purely to make money, so there would be no elaborate and detailed alchemy plan.

David thought for a moment: "Okay, but I have to guard the store during the day, and I'll come back at night." ”

After leaving the Promi Alchemy, Angel did not go home directly, but walked in the direction of the Crypt Field.

In order to climb the Sky Tower for a while, and he didn't want to reveal his name, he didn't contact Serum and Nausicaa during the climb. Now that the ascent to the tower was over, and it was time for him to be free, Ingres thought of saying hello to them, and by the way, he told them the news of the twilight well.

At the beginning, he also said that he would take them to the underground market, but for various reasons he did not make it, and they finally found it themselves. So, under the influence of the psychology of compensation, he decided to use the deep well of twilight to make up for the regret of the last time.

However, Ingres has the fallacy of thinking that he doesn't know the twilight well, and his peers probably won't either. As everyone knows, he himself is the most special one, he is still a first-level apprentice, and he almost lives like an old wizard.

Entering the crypt, a damp and stuffy breath came. Along the way, he saw that several gatehouses were wide open, and when he looked over, the wizard apprentices inside were almost shirtless, and they did not look like transcendents, but like coolies doing heavy labor on the docks.

Although the climate of the world in the mirror is pleasant all year round, there is still a little seasonal distinction.

Now that it's the month of bathing (July), the outside world is actually quite cool, but the crypt is a little more damp. If you stay in this environment for a long time, your bones will be eroded by moisture and turn sour.

"With a little effort, you should have some savings, right? I have to persuade them to move out of here as soon as possible. Angel mused.

But when Angel arrives at his destination, he finds that the gate is closed. Neither Serum nor Nausicaa were at home.

"Could it be that he is still doing a task?" There is no way, if the person is not there, Angel can only go back.

When he returned to the entrance of the Crypt Field, he unexpectedly ran into Fusa and Lafitte walking back from the outside.

Angel asks them about Serum and Nausica, but the two of them are confused, and Lafitte thinks for a moment, "Why don't you go and ask Orlando? Orlando has a good relationship with them." ”

Ingrell thought about it, and it seemed that Sylum had indeed mentioned Orlando many times, and even the news that Hook Dick denigrated his poor talent was also obtained by Sylum from Orlando.

Now that they have all reached the Crypt Field, Angel is not bad for this part of the road. Just go back and look at Orlando.

Fusa volunteered to lead the way, but was ruthlessly rejected by Ingres. The last time he was looking for Baruba, Serum had taken him to Orlando's room, so he remembered the way.

Turn left and right, and walk for about a quarter of an hour. Angels stopped in front of a porter.

The door opened slightly, and there was a light and candlelight inside, and when you closed your eyes, you could faintly hear the sound of someone breathing. However, the sound of breathing was a bit rapid, like a big gasp of breath after exercise.

Ingres thought of some indescribable images.

The knocking hand also stopped in mid-air.

If someone else is indescribable, wouldn't it be safe for him to knock on the door like this? Ingres pondered for a moment, wondering if he should stretch out his mental power tentacle to probe.

At this time, there was a murmur from inside the door: "Luo Feige, it's not enough, I still have to eat ......"

Rofeger Ingres had in his mind the figure of a bearded man who was a pair of best friends with Orlando. However, he remembered that Sailum had said that Luo Fei had not been sent to the world outside the mirror, and why did he come back?

Angels thought that since Rofige was inside, there should be nothing indescribable, so he knocked on the door decisively.

Angel knocked for a moment, but no one answered.

Angels simply stretched out his mental power tentacles, got into the crack in the door, and looked inside to find that Orlando was the only one in the room, slumped on the bed and snoring, his mouth still chewing, as if he was dreaming of eating.

"Well...... This roast suckling sheep is delicious, Rofeger ...... I'm going to eat it again. Orlando's mouth moved again, and his nose took a deep breath, as if he was sniffing the smell of roast lamb.

Angels: "......" He thought there was something strange, why his mind had become dirty, and it seemed that he needed to review it.

Since the other party was sleeping, Angel naturally didn't want to disturb him...... That's weird!

Angel reached out with his magic hand and pulled a greasy, yellowed sock from his boot beside his bed.

"Tut-tut, a good young man with a dignified appearance, has such a deep connotation. This has to be aged for at least a month, right?"

Through the door, Angels manipulated the magic hand and placed the sour sock in front of Orlando's nose.

Orlando was still sniffing the "roast lamb" in his dream, when suddenly, a mysterious smell came in from his nasal cavity, stimulating the olfactory sensor, and transmitting this mysterious information to the brain through neural signals.

At this moment, the dream turned into a nightmare.

Orlando shuddered before his closed eyeballs began to move left and right.

Seeing this, Angel quickly tucked his socks back into his boots.

In the next second, Orlando sat up from the bed suddenly, gasping and exhaling, like a fish that had been on land for a long time and was about to suffocate, finally returning to the water, frantically breathing to dissolve the oxygen in the water.

For a moment, Ingres wondered if he was too bad, and used chemical weapons before he even met.

It wasn't until Orlando calmed down a little that Ingres knocked on the door casually.

Orlando looked at the direction of the gate in confusion, and there was a hint of red tears in the corner of his eyes: "Please come in." ”

"Good afternoon, sorry to disturb. Ingres said as he pushed open the door, and when he saw Orlando's appearance, there was a hint of surprise on his face: "Huh?"

- What's wrong with you? This was the message in Ingres's expression, but he didn't say it because he wasn't familiar with Orlando.

Orlando rubbed his nose with a hint of confusion in his eyes, "Is it Angel? Why did you come to me?"

Angel's play had already been performed, so he put away his unnecessary expression and said with a smile: "I came to you to ask, do you know where Sairum and Nausicaa went? ”

Orlando was still rubbing his nose, and the tip of his nose was already red. The urn replied angrily: "You said they, it seems that they are on a mission, I haven't seen them for several days." However, Nausicaa seems to go to the underground market regularly, but I don't know why. ”

This answer is similar to Ingres's own guess.

"Then thank you, I won't bother, please continue to rest. Ingres was unconscious, but Orlando was woken up by him.

"Wait, what are you looking for Nausicaa?"

Ingres told him about the auction in the twilight well, and Orlando listened with excitement on his face: "Are you going to see the mid-year auction too? I'll go too! It's a big event, but the auction is very expensive, so I guess I'll only be able to watch the excitement on the big screen outside the hall." ”

"But that's okay. Anyway, I didn't really go to the auction, I just wanted to meet my best friend, you know, Rofeger...... Rofeger's cooking skills are exceptional...... Others are especially reliable......"

Orlando's words went on and on, especially after he snatched them up, and Ingres couldn't interject a sentence in the middle.

Orlando's face was very excited, and he didn't think about who the person in front of him was, anyway, as long as he could hear the words, it didn't matter who he was.

Angel still remembers that Sylum once said that because of the separation from Rofiger, Orlando often ran to harass them with tears in his face, and even Hook Dick did not let go, and later Orlando still wanted his address, but Sylum refused, which allowed Ingres to escape......

But Ingres escaped the catastrophe of "separation of best friends", but he did not escape the catastrophe of "reunion of best friends".

He regretted it a little, why did he talk just now, just turn around......

Leaving Orlando, Ingres felt relieved. A hundred crows barking at Angel is probably better than talking to Orlando. At least the crow wouldn't ask him to reply, but Orlando would ask if Rofiger was a good cook? Is he a good man? Do you think it's good? What is it? What's wrong? Ingres couldn't help but listen to him because he had to answer. If he's perfunctory, Orlando will say it all over again, and you have to remember it.

However, after such nagging, it is not without benefits, at least the relationship between Angel and Orlando is also closer, not as distant as it was just now.

It's no wonder that others avoid Orlando, but the relationship isn't necessarily bad. This guy is so familiar and cheeky, there is a dense feeling that makes you want to hit him, but you can't do it.

Ingres was unfamiliar with Rofeger, but this moment was full of respect for him. Being able to be a close friend with Orlando should also be extraordinary, at least patience and endurance are not comparable to ordinary people.

......

Angel goes to the underground bazaar again, and his goal is the Sky Tower. Originally, he thought that he would not come to the Sky Tower again for a long time, but he didn't expect him to come again a week later. This time, however, he is no longer the notorious Milk Baron, but as a spectator, he comes to the Sky Tower.

The purpose of his visit to the Sky Tower was naturally to find out how Nausicaa was doing recently.

But what he didn't expect was that the first floor of the Sky Tower was crowded with people, and these were not spectators, but contestants. Because there was no place to stand in the contestants' area, these people ran to the hall and waited.

Loud shouts, whispered muttering, and temperate drinking, the whole hall was more chaotic than the vegetable market.

"The news of the Purification Garden was a depth charge that blew up so many potential wizard apprentices underwater......" Angel sighed as he squeezed in.

It took a long time to squeeze in front of a staff member.

Angel wanted to ask her for news of Nausicaa, but the staff was too busy to take care of him.

Eventually, Ingres was squeezed out of the crowd again.

Standing outside the gate of the Sky Tower, Angel sighed deeply: Forget it, the news just came out today, and it is still in the carnival period, so let's come back when there are fewer people in a few days.

Just as Ingres was about to turn to leave, a voice familiar to him came to his ears.

"Fate guides us to meet ......"