Mr. Wu took Zheng Qing and fell from the sky and slowly fell towards the north of the town.

The direction is clear.

There is a street in the place where it falls, called Gu Diao Street.

There is a tavern on the street called Sakura Tavern.

The closer he was to the tavern, the more uneasy Zheng Qing's mood became—he didn't think that Mr. didn't know the relationship between him and Senior Sister Colma, but Mr. still brought him to a different perspective, did there be any profound meaning in this?

The boy was unpredictable for a while, so he could only stuff this doubt into his stomach.

In the process of whereabouts, Mr. was not silent, but chatted with Zheng Qing like a chat:

"What do you think a wizard is?"

Zheng Qing recalled the definitions in the textbook and dictionary, and replied tentatively: "...... Pioneers of truth, or magicians?"

The gentleman smiled.

These statements are true, but they are not deep enough. He raised his hand and crossed an arc in front of him, as if caressing the entire university, and his voice seemed a little ethereal: "...... In fact, the vast majority of wizards are just a bunch of pathetic creatures chasing time. ”

"A wizard's obsession with time is like Bai Ding's obsession with money. ”

"Just as money is never too much for the whites, there is never enough time for the wizards. Therefore, very few wizards are willing to stay in the White Ding time, on the one hand, because of the limitations of the Wizard Code and the Silence Effect, and on the other hand, because the White Ding world is too barren and lacks longevity...... On the contrary, the New World has a large amount of matter that can sublimate life. This is also why young people with ideals like to work outside. ”

The northern area is called the concave area, not only because of the large number of magicians gathered here, but also because the spirit here is not sufficient? Zheng Qing immediately combined the words of the gentleman with the situation in front of him.

Then he offered his own opinion—like a good student who struggled to be inquisitive in class: "I remember the book saying that time is the most accurate measure?"

Indeed, a lot of people hold to this view. The gentleman nodded, but did not care:

"But it is better to believe in a book than to have no book at all...... It is the wizard's preference for time that leads them to believe that time is the most accurate measure. Just like many white people see money as a sign of success. In fact, each dimension should have its own unique and precise weights and measures. Time is just a little bit broader. ”

Mr. always speaks so reasonable.

Zheng Qing nodded secretly, and his expression became more sincere.

The gentleman glanced at him:

"I originally thought that the growth of nature would bring the fruits of nature, and that the seeds of 'order' could affect everything. I thought about everything, many details. But it ignores the most basic part. ”

"You have, philistines, you too, petty citizens, good students, you have always done this. ”

"The only thing I didn't expect was that you would read too many books, and that you, who had grown up in a world of pragmatism, would have a mind full of romantic ideas — for those elves, for friends, and for yourself. ”

The Q&A just now confirmed my view. ”

"Alpha people often say that Jiuyou is a bunch of nerds, you are angry with books, and you are stupid. But that's not what I hope for you. Your pattern should be a little bigger. ”

"Quality is better than literature, literature is better than quality, history is better, literature is courteous, and then gentlemen. ”

"Starting today, I will take you around, look around, let you re-understand the world, re-examine your own essence. Those who know others are wise, and those who know themselves are clear...... The content of the first lesson is to be born as a human being, and what it means to be human (benevolence). ”

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the two also landed on the second floor of the Sakura Tavern.

Entering the house through the wall, it landed directly in the center of the hall on the second floor.

The hall was full of people, very busy, but no one made a loud noise, it seemed quiet and solemn - as Zheng Qing expected, everyone didn't see the two figures that suddenly appeared in the center of the hall, it was Senior Sister Colmar, and the same was true.

After a few days, Senior Colmar – or more formally by the title of 'Great Sage' – had a little more majesty on her body, sitting like a queen on the 'throne' at the end of the hall. It was a simple but heavy black high-backed chair that sat on a stone platform, nearly half a meter higher than all the chairs around.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zheng Qing feels that Senior Sister Colmar's figure looks extraordinarily tall in this hall.

The round tables in the original hall were removed at some point, and what remained was a long table with sauce-red velvet tablecloths on both sides, like two columns of honor guards being reviewed, neat and quiet.

Equally neat and quiet, there are the 'wizards of the North End' sitting behind the long table.

They were the first young magicians to receive the spell seal, following in the footsteps of the great sages of Colma, many of whom dyed their hair white, even if not all of them were white, and would also leave a lock of hair to be dyed white as a sign of respect.

There are two things on the table in front of each wizard in the North District, a law book on the right hand and a frog on the left. The frogs are all alive, I don't know if they have been fed medicine or not, they all lie quietly on the plate with their eyes closed, motionless, and only when they occasionally bulge their bellies can they be proved to be alive.

A thin, middle-aged magician, dressed in a slightly ornate plain robe, crouched between the long tables and under the black chairs, babbling something out of his mouth.

Zheng Qing listened for a long time before he understood that he was bragging about his contribution to the trickster.

The middle-aged magician was the steward of a chamber of commerce in the northern district of Beta, responsible for purchasing herbs and other magical materials that the magicians had collected from the Silent Forest. Occasionally, he also worked as a broker, providing suitable candidates for the alchemy workshop that lacked labor.

According to the words of this trickster, during the years of his work, he has provided jobs for thousands of tricksters and maintained the lives of hundreds of trickster families, which is meritorious to the North District, and deserves a spell seal from the great sage.

Of course, the trickster's rhetoric was much more tactful than Zheng Qing understood, and he didn't even explicitly mention that he deserved a spell seal as a reward, and most of his words were complimenting Grand Sage Colma for his outstanding contribution to the Northern District.

It's just that inside and outside the words, Zheng Qing listened to that meaning.

The young wizard felt a little tired.

Colmar seems to feel the same way.

"Got it. ”

The Great Sage waved his hand and motioned for the middle-aged trickster to step back, but did not express his opinion.

The trickster didn't retreat immediately, just crawled lower.

"Thank you for your mercy. He said respectfully, only raising his voice slightly, "For the prosperity and stability of the Northern District, I have brought a thousand fat live frogs to the Gini Mage Regiment...... And bring so much every month. If I get your thumbs up, I'll try to raise that number to 5,000. ”