Norman had spellcasting experience, twice.

The first time was the day he first became Peggy's Old Language Teacher, and Peggy once showed him a spell spell. He didn't know a few old words at the time, he read them all in the voices of the mages in his body, and after he recited the incantation, nothing happened.

His second spell casting experience was in the alley of the third district.

At that time, his knowledge of the ancient language had increased a lot, and he could understand a small part of the mantra, and when he recited the mantra, he felt something flow in his body—he didn't know what it was, but now he knew, it was the meager magic in his meditation space that flowed at that time.

That was his second spellcasting experience, and this was the third...... Well, if the words of those mages are also spell spells.

To be honest, Norman knew a lot of ancient words by now, and he could understand many sentences, but he really couldn't understand the words spoken by the mages. It's an ancient phrase he knows, but he doesn't know what it means when it's connected.

And after quickly pronouncing these words, he didn't feel any movement in his body, and the feeling of magic flowing like when he cast the spell for the second time didn't occur.

The night breeze blows, wrapped in the fragrance of flowers.

Everything was calm and nothing happened......

It's not right, it's still a little different.

Although nothing happened, the face of the powerful young man opposite Norman changed drastically.

From the moment he appeared, the young man had always been a calm and victorious one, even in the face of Norman's unexpected bravery and the questions that brought him down, as if nothing in this world could make his emotions fluctuate.

But now his complexion had changed.

After hearing Norman's words, his pupils constricted, as if he had seen the devil at the bottom of the abyss of hell crawling in front of him, his expression solemn and solemn, even hideous.

"Ahh

He let out a loud shout, his tongue thundering, and the sword that had been pointed at Norman suddenly retracted, dancing wildly into a ball of light to protect himself.

His sword danced so fast that he couldn't see the blade clearly, only the shadow of the sword.

And from Norman's point of view, seeing him now looks like a man wrapped in a silver egg.

His sword was so fast that the wind even rose on the ground.

If this sword had stabbed him, Norman believed that dozens of holes would have appeared in his body, but what was this guy just swinging his sword on the spot for? Crazy? Could it be that the mages had just urgently taught him a magic spell that could turn people into madmen, and he had successfully launched it?......

Norman had too much to figure out.

"Huh?"

Norman suddenly heard a woman's voice beside him.

Oh, no, to be precise, it should be said to be a girl's voice, listen to the sound quality to discern, the other party should be far from underage, and with a little milk.

Norman jerked his head and looked to his right.

That's where the sound came from.

The voice sounded almost close to Norman's ears, and the other party should have been only two or three paces away from Norman at most, but when Norman turned his head to look, he found nothing, only the empty long street.

What the hell?

Norman's hair stood on end.

And then, an even more bizarre scene appeared.

A man appeared out of thin air in front of him!

Norman could see very clearly, and the man had emerged from the illusion little by little, with an illusory white light on his body. From behind, he has long blond hair, is dressed in a light white gauze robe, and carries a red crosssword.

And the weirdest thing is that this person has a pair of wings on his back!

Large white feathers, white wings that are much larger than goose feathers in the shape of goose feathers!

Who is this guy who has appeared out of nowhere? No, this guy has wings, not a man at all! He should be called ......

Birdman!

That's right, a person who has wings like a bird is called a birdman.

But who was this birdman? where did he come from? Could it be that he had actually cast a spell, but instead of driving the young man insane, he summoned this strange monster?......

Norman had too much confusion in his mind.

Before he could solve these doubts, he heard a scream from the position of the young man in front of him.

"Heavenly gaze!"

These four words are called out by the young man in the ancient language, and this guy taught by the father God can indeed speak the ancient language. And when these four words were shouted, the young man's voice was filled with deep fear.

Is that the name of the birdman?

Before Norman could figure it out, he heard a thud and something metal fell to the ground.

Being blocked by the birdman in front of him, Norman couldn't see what was ahead, and could only guess that the young man's sword might have fallen to the ground.

This birdman who suddenly appeared was so powerful, and the sword was still behind his back and didn't move, so he knocked the young man's sword off?

Norman was thinking when he heard a terrible scream.

It was the voice of the young man, and his voice trembled, and the fear in it made Norman tremble when he heard it: what a terrible sight this guy had seen? How could he listen to his voice, and he was afraid of becoming like this? Is this birdman so ugly?......

Then Norman saw a figure running towards the empty end of the street.

It was the youth.

He ran very fast, a long way in a few strides, and he was very agile: when he was almost at the end of the street, he didn't know whether he was too scared or for some reason, but he tripped over his own foot, fell to the ground and fell to the ground. But he didn't pause, he just turned over with his head, and then continued to run forward, as if some terrifying monster was about to eat him.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the youth disappeared into the street.

And after the young man disappeared, the birdman in front of Norman who glowed with white light gradually turned into light particles and dissipated into the air.

Norman subconsciously reached out to touch it, but he didn't touch anything, there was nothing there.

The youth is gone, the birdman is turned into a birdman, and the street is calm again.

If it weren't for the marks on the ground, the blood stains, if it weren't for the young man's silver crosssword lying quietly six or seven paces in front of Norman, he would have thought that nothing had happened, that everything was his hallucination.

How did the white birdman come about?Did his spell work successfully?What was the strange voice he heard just now?......

Norman had so many questions now that he was desperate to find someone to answer, but it was obvious that there could be no third boring person running down the street to answer Norman's questions at such a late hour.

But it may indeed be the Father's blessing, and Norman's wish came true.

In front of Norman, on the empty street, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

After the gust of wind passed, a little girl appeared in front of Norman out of thin air.

She was unremarkably dressed, twelve or thirteen years old, petite, with small hands and feet, white and tender skin, and a pair of emerald green eyes.

Norman remembers her, especially her eyes.

This is the little girl he saw the night he took a bath!

The little girl looked at Norman and opened her mouth and said:

"Who are you?"