"Daddy, what the hell do you mean?"

Albert suddenly changed his words and asked him with a smile, "Your magic sea should be about to expand again, right?"

"Well, yes, I've been in the middle apprentice realm for almost three years, and it looks like it's time to break through. ”

"When you become a higher apprentice, go to the Academy of Magic to further your studies, I have already arranged it for you. ”

Albert's words were astonishing, but Radis's face fell, and then his head shook like a rattle: "No, Dad, with such an extraordinary mage like you by my side, do I still need to go to the magic academy?"

Latis didn't think about going to any magic academy at all, his talent was there, and he was a human being in two lives, and his learning progress was far more comparable, so he naturally didn't think that the magic learning institution opened by ordinary people could bring him much help.

And with an extraordinary mage like Albert who came out of the Holy Mountain, which academy teacher can compare? He doesn't have to worry about having no knowledge to learn, why should he go to any magic academy? How good it is to do his own experiments at home, free and unrestrained.

As if he had already guessed that he would object, Albert put away his smile and said seriously: "I'm sorry, Latis, I can't stay with you all the time, in fact, I should leave soon, after all, I have been out for too long, there are still many things to deal with and a lot of responsibilities to be carried······"

As if this wasn't convincing enough, he paused and added:

Your mother's side also needs me, so I don't know when I'll see you again when I leave this time, and you have to go on your own path of growth. ”

Ladison was silent, he had long known that there would be such a day, and although he was a little reluctant to hear it, he would not do much to make a gesture of children, and he still did not agree with Albert's proposal.

"Then you don't have to be so troublesome, right? I can teach myself, and the knowledge of magic is not only available in the academy, don't most mages grow up by doing their own research and working their own? You taught me how to find the right way forward, and I can already do it, haven't I?"

"I don't deny your talent, but that's different, the process of accumulating knowledge also takes a lot of time, systematic learning is much simpler than groping by yourself, and a lot of core magical knowledge is not so simple to get, you think it's still too simple, believe me, if you want to absorb as much nutrients as possible, then the magic academy is the easiest way." ”

"But, you can solve it with knowledge or something, do I really have only one choice······

Lacese was about to say something, but Albert had already handed over an envelope with a gold-rimmed pattern, interrupting what he was about to say:

"Go ahead, there's something I've got for you, whether it's what you want or what you can use later, I don't think you're going to refuse, right?"

His attitude was already very clear, thinking that he had already arranged everything, and even Latisse's reaction had already been predicted, and he was using the storage props he had always wanted as bait······

He's already done that, what else can Latis say?

"Say yes in advance, if I don't think I can grow up there, don't blame me for dropping out of school?"

Ratis said cruelly, but Albert laughed meaningfully: "Don't worry, when you get there, you will know that it will be a very meaningful time, by the way, I remind you, don't underestimate the world too much, otherwise you will fall on your head." ”

Seeing this weird smile, Latis's eyelids jumped, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition, he had expected that he might still have arrangements, and his path to study might not be so simple, but even so, he still refused to admit defeat: "Cut~, I don't believe it, what else can a broken academy stump me." ”

"Hmph, I hope you'll be able to keep that mindset when you get there. ”

I'm afraid today is Albert's day with the most laughter, I haven't seen him so happy before, maybe I expected some funny picture, but Lacese always thought he laughed inexplicably badly······

Just as the two were talking, Albert suddenly looked up, as if he had a premonition, and put away the smile on his face.

"Let me see, have we invited any guests?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and he just held up an energy ball that fell out of the black crack that suddenly appeared.

Laces frowned, but Albert had already stretched out his other hand, and after a pause, he took out a blue-gray illusory mist from the black ball and threw it on the ground, and then casually threw a stream of magical energy into the mist, which immediately stirred up changes.

An eagle hook deep-eyed but all translucent old man appeared in place, he didn't react when he first appeared, and after seeing the big and small in front of him, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he jumped up violently like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, but after finding himself floating lightly in the air, he realized his current situation.

"I'm not dead yet?!My soul body is still intact!What's going on?The Devouring Pupil is supposed to be a forbidden spell that can destroy even the soul?"

"How can there be so many things that don't make sense, how the hell did you do it, who are you?"

"Wait!······ Damn, you're exposing my soul to the air!"

The old man in the soul state is angry and corrupt Duty Albert, for him, there are so many things that have happened in this day, and he no longer cares about thinking about what kind of attitude he should use as a captive to face the two people in front of him.

Anyway, in his opinion, his situation couldn't be worse.

"It's also a soul of transcendent level strength, you won't dissipate directly like ordinary people after death, as for how I did it, that's my business, what you should think about now is, how to convince me to let you live, I believe that with the means of your transcendental necromancer, as long as you ensure that the soul is not lost, it is not difficult to restore the body, right?"

Albert looked at him calmly and said slowly.

The unwavering tone calmed down the somewhat crazy old man, that is, the Dead Word High Priest Murdil, and after he was silent for a while, he suddenly said to him gloomily: "You will save my soul alone, you probably don't want to kill me, right? Everything I have been destroyed by you, what else can you get from me? Anyway, I have nothing, you can let it go or not." ”

This guy is also a bachelor, and seeing that Albert took care of his identity and did not mean to kill him, he simply played a trick and broke the can.

This uncooperative attitude made Albert's eyes narrow and his gaze became dangerous: "Do you think I really dare not kill you?, or do you think I don't have any means of torturing souls? Maybe you should try the methods of soul torture that I have just mastered, and to be honest, I don't really want to do it······ Let's hope you're as tough as you appear. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm—in the eyes of Murdil at this moment, this hand was undoubtedly the hand of death full of pain and threat.

It is true that a person's position determines his code of conduct, and the status of the deacon of the Holy Mountain restricts him, so that he cannot arbitrarily execute a pastor under the authority of a regular god who manages the plane, which will bring unnecessary contradictions to the governance of the plane of the Holy Mountain, but it would be a joke to say that Albert has nothing to do with him.

The deacon of the Holy Mountain itself represents a privilege, and the deacon of the secret service is a privilege among privileges, and it is still very simple to play the side ball, anyway, as long as it doesn't really make him lose his soul in the end.

And it took him some effort to catch this guy, whether it was to let the forbidden spells of the dark and spatial dual attributes pass through the spatial teleportation channel many times, or to set up auxiliary spells such as breath tracking and soul plane retrieval in the space spell: Darkness Gap, or to set up a separate soul binding space in the Devouring Pupil, or even to skillfully combine all these spells in a set of spell sequences to release them in an orderly manner······ These are not projects that ordinary transcendent mages can accomplish, and the difficulties are by no means as simple as they appear on the surface.

All in all, having done so much work, it is not his style if he does not make the best use of it.

Murdil was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted, "Wait!! please don't do this····· Okay, I see, I'll cooperate, please put your hands down, okay?"

It seems that he is not as unafraid of death as he just said.

Albert put down his palms in satisfaction and smiled incomprehensibly.

"Huh~, what do you want me to make... Hmmm... I mean, I don't know what I can do for you?"

"Actually, it's nothing, I just want you to finish what you didn't finish. ”

“······ , you also don't like the Sogo church?"

"You think too much, I just want you to help me transform those puppets of yours, although I know a little about alchemy puppets, but their bodies are undead after all, some things need professionals to complete, as for what raw materials are needed······ I think you should be able to find some of this. ”

Albert said, lifting the black orb called the Devouring Pupil that he was holding in his hand.

If it weren't for the soul left, Murdil would probably spurt out a mouthful of old blood at this moment: robbed my puppet, destroyed my body, smashed my house, and finally forced me to help you transform the puppet you got from me?

There is no such bullying as you!