It was already a little autumn morning, and Naxi planned to go out for a walk. Since the end of the competition, the Qingteng Club has been in a state of expansion. Greon bought a large piece of land around the Ivy Club, and made an open sale that stunned those agents who were used to seeing big scenes.

The expansion of the Qingteng Club also made Naxi busy. Bazok's magical teaching became the norm, and the fat man, who was about to catch up with the archmage, was more generous than the arrogant instructors of the other academies. He always tries his best to answer some of the magical questions raised by the students.

Such a course also attracted Naxi to audit, after all, his cultivation in magic was still far from perfect, so that some of the notes that Angelo left him looked like heavenly books.

As the patriarch of the Ivy League (as opposed to the new members), Naxi is also in charge of certain courses. According to some of the syllabuses that he revised together with Bazok, he usually explained the mysteries of war mages and the techniques of switching between magic and magic flow to some interested members.

I have to praise Grien for his generosity. In the past six months since he entered the Ivy League, Naxi has always received a salary equivalent to that of ordinary teachers in other magic academies, and his salary has increased significantly after the formal teaching. After the recent Dawn Light Magic Team Competition, Naxi won a generous prize from the Ivy League Club in addition to the runner-up prize of the conference for his outstanding performance.

After a small calculation, Naxi found that his current savings were actually 3,000 miles Buddha. The Three Thousand Miles Buddha is already a huge amount of money for many people. You must know that a solid family of four is estimated to spend less than 50 lifu a year.

He looked around at the dazzling array of goods. I don't know what to buy for a while. Speaking of which, I live in the main building of the Qingteng Society, and the decoration of the bedroom is already quite luxurious, and I don't need to buy any other lighting or murals to decorate. He has become a lecturer of the Qingteng Society, and he is not short of any teaching materials, which Green can do all.

What should I buy?

Glancing at the small bookstore in the corner, Naxi suddenly felt that it was more desirable to see if there were any books, so he plunged headlong into some nondescript bookstore on the side of the road.

At the same time as Naxi entered the small bookstore, a middle-aged man not far away, dressed like a business trip in the past, immediately moved. He immediately got up from the bench and walked to the little dilapidated bookstore, as if he had been waiting for this moment.

"What kind of magic books do you need, magic treatises from the rise of elemental magic? Or these are definitely some years of mage's private notes. These books are the new encyclopedia of magic compiled by the White Rice Academy last year...... "The owner of the small bookstore enthusiastically sells the most valuable things in his store to Naxi. From the moment Naxi entered the door, he knew that if he agreed, the person in front of him would not be stingy.

Flipping through the bookstore owner's so-called treasures, Naxi found that these things were no match for Bazok's various book notes that were about to fill his bedroom. Since the whole of Yefaran could have been scraped by the fat man, Naxi didn't expect to find a suitable book on magic in such a small bookstore.

"Ahh I don't need any of that. Naxi hesitated. "That's right, boss. Do you have a collection of poems? narrative poems or poetry collections or whatever, like bard notes or something. ”

Naxi suddenly remembered a hobby that had been abandoned for almost two years, and he didn't read magic theory books back then. Instead, I often read poetry collections and the like.

It's rare for a customer to ask such a question, and the bookstore owner is a little hesitant. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered that he had snapped up a batch of books from the closed Alec Brothers bookstore more than half a year ago, which seemed to be mixed with a lot of poetry collections.

"Poetry collection, you wait for me to go up and find it for you. The boss turned around and walked up to the attic to look through the old books that hadn't been unsealed since they had been bought.

At this moment, the merchant who had come in at the right time walked up to Naxi's side, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Is this Mr. Naxi?"

The cold inquiry suddenly raised Naxi's vigilance, and he gently clenched the star mistake in his hand: "Who are you?"

"Don't be so nervous, Mr. Nash. The middle-aged man dressed as a businessman smiled, "I'm an ordinary bohemian, my name is Joseph." ”

It was only after hearing about the Bohemians that Naxi remembered that he was also part of the Bohemians. Although the Cheka town is not very famous, it is also a town under the jurisdiction of the Duchy of Bohemia.

"Hah, what do you want me to say?" Naxi still didn't let go of his vigilance, "I want to lament that fate is always full of coincidences, and he actually met a Bohemian fellow in Yefaran?"

"Feel free, Magician. The visitor named Joseph said with a slight smile.

Naxi immediately interrupted Joseph's approach: "I'm sorry, I'm just a mage, not a magician?"

"War Mage?" Joseph hesitated slightly, "What did a War Mage come from, isn't it a mage?" Not all Gentiles can distinguish between the many mage professions, and the title of War Mage makes Joseph wonder.

"Sort of. Naxi looked at Joseph carefully and said, "Tell me what you mean, it shouldn't be just to get to know me." ”

Through the temptation just now, Naxi has confirmed that the person in front of him is undoubtedly a foreigner, and it should not be a mercenary from Monaris. Even the battle mage didn't know, it should have come to Ye Falan recently. Viewers who have watched the Dawn Light competition will always know some common sense about magicians, and it is obvious that the person in front of them does not understand anything at all.

Joseph looked at the attic above, and then said in a low voice, "Mr. Naxi, there is something inconvenient here, can we take a step to talk?"

Seeing the mysterious appearance of the other party, Naxi always felt that something was wrong, but he wanted to know what the person in front of him wanted to do. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, then let's go to the tavern in front and invite you, a bohemian fellow, for a few drinks?"

"Yes!" said Joseph with a smile, "but this time it must be mine, and I can't let the magician break the bank." ”

With that, the two left the small bookstore, and Naxi forgot for a moment to say goodbye to the bookstore owner who was still rummaging through books in the attic.

"I finally found it, and there is actually a collection of poems! "Song of the Ancestors", this name sounds good, and the binding is also very careful. The owner of the bookstore went downstairs with an old parchment scroll of poetry, only to find that there was no one in the bookstore.

"Damn, where did the people go, they won't meet thieves!" The shopkeeper, who was full of worry, hurried out to see that the street was already empty, and when he came to his senses, he closed the door and began to count his treasures. (To be continued......)