The night passed in a flash, and when the cold breath of the beginning of 3027 blew by, and the first winter snow was bustling, the carriage of the old Sylvig family stopped at the door of the villa, and the loyal old clerk, Uncle John, dressed in an old raincoat, helped Mrs. Sylvig lift a thin blanket rolled together, and put it in the carriage, while the old Sylvig himself, uncharacteristically holding a pipe in his mouth, carried a box stuffed with a change of clothes, and with John's help, fastened it to the top of the carriage。 Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And Qiao Gen, who was carrying two small suitcases, wearing a strange black woolen robe, with cashmere pants and black deerskin boots, suddenly found that the waist of the man who had been standing in front of him to protect himself from the wind and rain had unconsciously bent down, and his originally chic face had become haggard because of too much worry, and the most beautiful woman in his memory was no longer young, and when he looked at them busy preparing things for his long journey, Qiao Gen's eyes, who had never been far from his parents since birth, couldn't help but turn red。

The stubborn boy lowered his face, he didn't want others to see his cowardly appearance, but when he turned his head, he saw another scene that made him cry and laugh.

Uncle Mel and Aunt Mel, who have been living next door since ten years ago, are also a middle-class man with a little small status, and have also called the family carriage at this time, while the little fat man with a painful face is carrying a small leather package, and he is also carrying a suitcase with a new sale from the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, with variable wheels underneath, this guy is still wearing formal clothes that can only be worn on holidays, and like their family, Uncle Mel's family also has a lot of change of clothes, and it seems that they are going to go far away。

When the two adults were greeting, the little fat man with a sad face also ran to Qiao Gen's side and said very reluctantly,

"You know what? Jorgen, my dad is crazy, he wants me to go to school at Parvin! Oh my God, I've heard that there are man-eating ogres in the wasteland over there, and they can eat three in one bite like me!"

Saying that, also made an exaggerated action, which made Georgen laugh, but this action caused the wound in his abdomen, making him cough in pain twice, Georgen quickly took out a small black bottle from his pocket, twisted it, poured out two white pills from it, and threw it into his mouth without looking at it, and after more than ten seconds, his face that looked pale because of the pain, there was a trace of blood, after all, it was an injury suffered last night, although old Sylvig tried his best, it was only a small half of the injury, and Georgen still needs to take some potions to suppress the deterioration of the injury。

"Wow! What is this, it smells so good!"

Moff stretched out his chubby little hand and tried to snatch the small bottle from Georgen's hand, but was dodged by Georgen, but he thought about it, and threw one of the rudimentary potions that had no side effects to Move, after listening to his father's story for the first time last night, it seemed that the child who had entered a new chapter in his life was now full of the "Masanos School of Magic" In anticipation, he looked left and right, and decided to tell some of the information he knew to his close friend Mov, who seemed to know nothing, so he lowered his voice and said,

"Moff, do you know what my father said to Uncle Mel last night that made him decide to send you to Palvin County?

Hearing this, Mov, who was carefully placing the potion under his nose and smelling the peculiar aromatic fragrance, was like a rabbit, his ears suddenly stood up, he threw the potion into his mouth, and the sweetness mixed with mint and licorice made the little fat man moan in comfort, and then he heard the sneaky words of his nemesis Jogan,

"My father, hehe, he was a wild mage who came out of Palvin County back then, and he was the most orthodox kind~ We went to Palvin County this time, and it is said that we were going to go to the place where he studied to practice real magic, and the director of that place was Uncle Shelfield who came to my house three years ago, by the way, you saw him on the page! Have you forgotten?"

"Wow! that's cool!"

let out a heartfelt sigh, his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Georgen, and at the same time there was a hint of grief when he turned his eyes to his father's side, obviously, this was a child complaining about why Georgen's father was a powerful wild mage, while his own father was an ordinary smoker.

But soon, the two children who shared the secret were happy again, after all, when the magicians of the White Stone Society selected magic apprentices in Miette two years ago, although Georgen did not participate, but Mov secretly ran out to participate, and as a result, Move's magic talent was only average, so he was not selected by the mages of the White Stone Society, for this matter, Mov was sad for three months, and now he heard that he had the opportunity to become a mage again, and he was naturally very happy, not to mention that he still went to school with the friend he grew up with, it was really a good thing。

The world of children is so simple, they just want to become a majestic and mysterious mage, and what the three words of wild mage mean on the current continent, they don't care, and the same problem, but the parents of the children don't care, no one will want their children to become a street rat that everyone shouts and beats in the future.

"Sylvig, Noni and I have decided, let's close our shop for two months first, and go to Parveen to accompany the children, it's not that I don't trust you, old man, there are some things, I have to see for myself to rest assured!"

Uncle Mel is a very old-fashioned man in some things, he and the elder Silverwig are children born in the same year, and the two stores are almost next to each other, since the Silverwig moved to Miyette ten years ago, the two families have been good friends, and now they have supported each other for ten years, this friendship has been sublimated, maybe it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that it is family, but it is definitely not just a relationship between friends.

And in the face of Mel's apologetic expression, old Sylvig, who seemed to have regained his mage feeling overnight, naturally wouldn't mind, he patted Mel's shoulder and whispered,

"I understand you, Mel, in fact, Amir and I are also planning to live in Parvin for a short time, after all, I haven't been back for more than ten years, and no one knows what it's like there, but I still believe that Shelfield can take care of our children, to say something you may not like to hear, Move's talent is actually average, I knew this when he was born, and Georgen is not outstanding, originally I meant to let the two of them live a stable life as ordinary people, but I didn't expect the two children to be involved in those messy things, I estimate that those orthodox mages may come over in the next few daysNow it is the best way to let the children go to Palveen. (To be continued.) )