Under the clear night sky, the boy walked out of the room, reflecting the white moonlight on his body, and looked like he had a strange beauty. A breeze blew www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" pavilion, his clothes floated, and the young man showed a refreshing smile.

"The weather was nice. The young man carefully locked the door, turned his head, and sighed in a very pleasant voice, "In such a cool weather, I suddenly feel that the whole person is also relaxed, ha." ”

"Where, then, shall we go?" said the boy, as if he were a little happy, and walked a little bounced, muttering as if he had a definite destination, and walked through the scattered and sparse street lamps along the only gravel path.

"Yo~Look~Who is this~" The boy was walking when he suddenly heard some familiar voices that he didn't want to hear at this time.

Then, a boy who looked a little younger than him, who looked a little younger than him, came out from behind a lamppole, and behind him, two dark shadows, one fat and one thin, which were very familiar to the boy, also appeared, as always, as if echoing, and let out a strange laugh that might be called malicious, "hey, hey, hey".

"Ordinary people Bruneith, I salute you, Your Excellency Xavier, the would-be magician. The boy pressed his right hand above his heart, and with a calm, and respectful smile, he bowed slightly to the leader of the three, but because he was so much taller than the boy, it was difficult for him to show respect in the same gesture as he looked down.

"Huh?" the sneer of the Quasi-Wizard Lord Xavier vanished, and the expression on his face became a little strange, but it didn't seem to be because he felt offended.

After hesitating for a while, the boy squeezed out a smile again, but he no longer had the meanness and coldness he had before, on the contrary, he seemed to be a little frightened: "Bruneisi, what are you doing?

"After the age of sixteen, identity and status are determined. "The young man Brunei shook his head with a smile, "I was young and my identity was undecided, so I didn't need to talk about etiquette, but now, I have determined that I am a commoner, how dare I call the name of Your Excellency the Quasi-Magician?

"Uh-yes......" Sal Xavier's expression became more and more strange, and he didn't seem to know how to deal with the unexpected situation, and after a while, he suddenly remembered something, and asked a little nervously, "You said that you are 'sure to be a commoner'?"

"Yes, Your Excellency Xie cares, it seems that I really don't have the qualifications to become a magician. The boy smiled gracefully and calmly.

"Ha, you've failed?" Sal tugged at the corners of his mouth, his brow furrowed, and suddenly turned his head, "Hey, fatty, what time is it? Is it past twelve o'clock?"

The fatter figure shook and took out a pocket watch from his bosom: "Fifteen minutes to go - Lord Xavier." ”

"It's supposed to be, 'Lord Xavier, there's still a moment left until the next day. That's the feeling. The thinner man leaned into the fat man's ear and said in a voice that could not be whispered. The fat man raised his hand a little embarrassed, as if wiping his sweat.

Sal didn't bother with the faux pas of the fat man and the thin man—according to the stricter rules, the thin man's behavior was actually more disrespectful than the fat man's verbal faux pas—he just looked at Brunei strangely, hesitated for a moment, and narrowed his eyes: "Fifteen minutes left, aren't you going to try again?"

Brunei put his right hand on his chest again and nodded: "My spiritual power is close to exhaustion, and I can't mobilize the magic element, and if I want to continue to draw the magic emblem, I can't do it, Your Excellency." ”

"......" Sal stared at Brunei for a moment, and the sneer returned to his face, "Waste." ”

"......" Brunei still smiled, maintaining his original posture, bowing his head slightly, silent and not speaking.

"I said you were a piece of rubbish, and it turns out that waste is rubbish!" Sal's expression became a little hideous, and he spoke faster and faster, and his voice became louder and louder, "A waste like you is not qualified to be a magician in the first place! It's a shame that you still dare to daydream like that! How is it! The taste of disillusionment is very uncomfortable, you waste! Ha! Even if Miss Su grows up with you, it is impossible for you and Miss Su to do it! You will not even be qualified to lick the dust off her shoes in the future! Waste!"

"You kind of waste is the life of being trampled under your feet for the rest of your life!" Sal's last words seemed to mock, as if to curse, but the hoarse voice seemed to be the last roar in despair.

“...... You are talking about it, Your Excellency. I also regret the matter of Miss Sue. Brunei's head was lowered a little, so that Sal could not see his eyes, but he could still make out the smile on his face that had not changed.

After the last roar of the "......", Thrall gasped a little, his eyes looked a little blankly ahead, and he was silent for a while.

"......" Sal refocused his eyes on Brunei, smiled weirdly, put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and walked forward without looking back, "Hey, you two, what are you doing there?" ”

"Hmm-" The two men, who seemed to be startled by Sal's sudden outburst before, followed in a hurry, and the figure of a fat and a thin running side by side, in the dim light, looked as if a ball was rolling, and a monkey was jumping next to it, and Brunei couldn't help laughing.

After watching the three of them walk out of the range illuminated by the street lamp and disappear into the dark shadows, the smile lines on Brunei's face gradually faded and turned into a somewhat sad look.

"How so...... I'm sorry to disappoint you, Sal - and......"

"Su ......" Brunei looked up at the terrifyingly bright moon in the cloudless night sky, and suddenly felt a little cold.

“...... What you can't do is what you can't do. Because anything can be done easily, that's why you think that hard work can solve everything, Sal...... Moreover, in the final analysis, the success of the magic emblem is mainly a matter of probability, and those studies on composition are actually as metaphysical as the lucky numbers of the lottery......"

Walking straight along the gravel path to a small river, Brunei began to kick the pebbles by the river while muttering along the river. It's his habit, and whenever he encounters a problem, he solves it in this way - and it seems that he will continue to do so for the foreseeable future.

Sighing, Brunei suddenly realized that his muttering was just making excuses, so he stopped.

After all, although everything was perfect, and there are many examples of people who have not succeeded in drawing the magic emblem in the end, the truth is that they have discovered that there is a problem with their composition design just now. If you fail to do what you can do - even metaphysics - to the best of your ability, you put all the problems on the probability, and you are just shirking responsibility and comforting yourself.

"Huh?" Sensing his cowardice, he kicked him in annoyance, splattering a cloud of rubble. Brunei suddenly saw a strange red light in a small stone, and somehow, the bright color reminded him of blood.

Leaned down and searched the ground - there was no need to bother looking for it, because the red light still looked quite conspicuous by the river with only the silver-white moonlight. Picking it up, it was, unsurprisingly, a sparkling gem. The vivid red color and the strange shape that seem to flow are very valuable at the first sight of it.

Placing it in the palm of his hand, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this gem was very strange, and the image of it rolling in the palm of his hand somehow reminded of the drop of blood that had just dripped from the wound.

"What a special stone. Brunei played with the gem, "A gem that can emit on its own - this strange thing, probably something that a mage accidentally dropped, it looks so beautiful......"

Looking at the gem that shimmered with a strange red light, Brunei was a little distracted for a while, then shook his head violently, and said silently: "It seems that it is indeed a magic ornament of His Excellency a magician, and it seems to contain the power to affect the mind...... When the Master comes to test my magical abilities tomorrow, I'll give it to the Master and ask him to return it to His Excellency the Mage. ”

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