"Anfei, what are you doing here?" Ernest walked out from behind the bushes and looked at Anfei curiously.

An Fei didn't know where to get a big pot, and built a simple stove with stones, the fire under the stove was burning, but there was no water in the pot, it was all small gray-white stones, and An Fei was still holding an iron rod, constantly stirring in the pot.

"A little bit of a gadget. An Fei smiled and said, "Uncle Ernest, why didn't I see you yesterday? I've been looking for you in your room several times, but you're not there." ”

"Yesterday you asked that little girl to send me a letter, and the letter said that you are in trouble, and that the trouble must be solved in time, and it is useless to dodge, so I asked Chris to find you, and if something happens, he can protect you, and I have been secretly following you. ”

"And what about that night?"

"I walked around here a few times in the evening to see if there were any suspicious people. Ernest smiled.

"Nothing?"

Ernest shook his head: "I didn't even see a human shadow. ”

"That could be...... It's me who is too suspicious, hehe. "Anfei has decided to solve the problem on his own, and it is not the same thing to be protected all the time.

"No!" Ernest gave a smirk, "Remember at the House of the Rose?"

"Remember, that night was dangerous!"

"You said to Thor that night before you went to bed that you felt something was wrong, didn't you?"

"Hmm...... Yes, I felt ...... that day"

"You don't have to explain anything to me, there's no need, I trust you. Ernest smiled: "So after receiving your letter, I was very nervous, and if it wasn't for the real trouble, you wouldn't have asked me for help." ”

Anfei didn't say anything anymore, and no matter what words of thanks he said at this time, it seemed empty and hypocritical.

"Anfei, what are you doing with this?" Ernest looked at the iron pot.

"We'll know when the time comes. An Fei smiled mysteriously and poured all the powder from the pot into a small iron pot that had been prepared.

"You kid......" Ernest smiled and shook his head, "Hmm? Anfei, what are you doing with those flowers?"

"I love the scent of this flower. ”

Ernest grabbed a handful of withered petals and put them under his nose to smell them, "The fragrance? ”

"Uncle Ernest, your nose isn't very good, is it?"

"Nonsense!" Ernest tossed the petals aside: "You have this time, you practice more magic, why do you collect petals everywhere like a little girl?!"

"These petals are good for the human body!" An Fei rolled his eyes.

"There's a fart, you like the scent of flowers, why don't you go buy some perfume!" Ernest slowly stood up: "Get up, let me see your one more thing...... Panshan gun!"

"Uncle Ernest, I'm busy here, how will I be tomorrow?" An Fei said with a wry smile, and then picked up all the petals that Ernest had thrown away, put them on the stones, and crushed them with an iron rod.

"God is mysterious, I think you have the qualifications to be an alchemist. Ernest sat down helplessly.

An Fei smiled, did not reply, and continued his work intently.

"An Fei, from today onwards, let someone send you to school, don't worry, I will follow you in the dark. ”

"Chrissy has agreed to pick me up. An Fei laughed.

"Hmm. Ernest nodded: "Christing, this kid is good. ”

It wasn't until breakfast time that Anfei's work came to an end, and he packed up everything very carefully, and Ernest didn't figure out what the use of Anfei was doing these things, and tried a few times, but Anfei just didn't say anything, and finally Ernest didn't bother to ask again.

Under normal circumstances, Chris Ling would meditate late at night, so he would get up late in the morning, and he basically didn't eat breakfast a few times, but he got up early today, and he didn't forget his promise to Anfei.

Before going out, An Fei and Ernest secretly talked a few words, and then stepped out of the house with Christing, the road was safe, and the gate of the Magic Academy had been seen in front of him, and An Fei couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed: "Chris, you go back first, it seems that there is nothing to do today." ”

"Well, be careful yourself. Chrisgil nodded.

At that moment, there was a sudden quarrel ahead, and a woman with pale green hair and a very graceful back and a tall man with a long sword at his waist shouted and cursed in the street.

No matter where they are, there is always no shortage of people watching the excitement, and in a moment, there is a circle of people around the man and woman.

"You bitch, do you want to follow me?!"

"Die, you piece of!Don't bother me!!"

"What the are you going to say again?"

"What about that?!"

The man and woman were arguing, and the atmosphere seemed to be more and more tense, and the people around were talking and laughing in low voices, either speculating about the reason, or talking about the woman's figure and appearance. In the end, only a very honest-looking high-ranking swordsman walked into the arena and tried his best to persuade the man and woman.

An Fei and Chris Ling also mixed into the crowd, but there was a small episode, after Chris Ling squeezed to the front, before he could stand firmly, An Fei pulled him around the field for half a circle, just in front of a few female students of the Magic Academy, causing those female students to roll their eyes at An Fei's back, and now the crowd has become dense, and they can't change places if they want to, so they have to stand on their toes to watch the excitement.

The man and woman became more and more noisy, but they didn't expect that the woman who looked graceful and good-looking was very violent, and after scolding, she actually drew a long sword with her backhand and stabbed the man in the chest.

The man was very muscular and reacted very quickly, and he took a sideways step in time, just avoiding the woman's sword, and then he hit the woman hard in the back, or rather, pushed hard.

The woman's sword stabbed into the air, she couldn't control her body, and continued to sprint forward, and was pushed by the man in the back, she sprinted faster, and the sword pointed at An Fei who was standing in front of the crowd.

Assassination and counter-assassination, tracking and counter-tracking, An Fei can be regarded as slippery in this regard, and he is also extremely experienced, and when he encounters any abnormal situation, he will immediately cheer up his spirit, and he will never be careless in the slightest.

At the same time as the woman drew her sword, An Fei's left hand had already grabbed the paper bag in the clothes belt, and her right hand directly threw out the simple magic wand, and then threw out the paper bag. In the eyes of others, this magic apprentice was frightened by the unexpected situation, and not only threw away the magic wand, but also threw away the gadgets he was carrying, without thinking about whether he could hurt anyone or whether he could save himself, it was a completely instinctive reaction.

The woman's sword blade was less than two meters away from An Fei's chest, and at this moment, a fierce killing intent appeared in her eyes, and the man drew his sword and followed the woman's side, and the high-ranking swordsman who persuaded him to fight was also revealed in his true form, and pounced on An Fei from the side. Obviously this is three insurances, one mistakes and the next one, and the next one doesn't succeed and there is a third person!

With a wave of his palm, a small fireball that could be fired instantly and silently for a long time finally showed its power, and with a wave of his palm, a small fireball quickly chased towards the paper bag in the air, which was much faster than the small fireball released by an ordinary magic apprentice.

With a thud, the paper bag was shattered by the fireball, and the quicklime inside turned into a cloud of smoke, enveloping the three people who rushed at him.

An Fei's change of position was not a purposeless change, standing behind him was a real female student from the Academy of Magic, he didn't have to worry about attacks from the rear, and this was still the upwind outlet, which could ensure that quicklime would not fall on him.

The man and the woman didn't know what An Fei threw out, and when they saw An Fei's little fireball missing, they laughed at An Fei in their hearts, and continued to sprint forward without fear, and immediately let out a terrible scream. Seeing that his companion was screaming for no reason, the high-ranking swordsman behind him hurriedly stabilized his body, took a few steps back, and nervously looked at the situation in front of him.

Chrisling's reaction speed was much slower than An Fei's, and at this time, he had just sent a rudimentary lightning arrow, hitting the woman who rushed to the front, the woman was rubbing her eyes desperately, she couldn't see anything, and even forgot to protect herself with her fighting spirit, only to feel numb, and fell to the ground involuntarily, and the man slammed forward like a blindfolded donkey, and happened to trip on the woman's calf, plopped, and fell to the ground.

Buffered and chanting a spell, Infy pulled out a paper bag from his bosom and threw it at the high-ranking swordsman.

At this moment, the high-level swordsman had already woken up to the fact that his companion must have been injured by the 'dust' thrown by the other party, and seeing An Fei throw out another paper bag, and there was also a beginner-level magister level person chanting a spell on the side, knowing that this operation had failed, where did he dare to stay in place, turned around and brandished his long sword and rushed towards the crowd.

The crowd exploded with a roar and fled in all directions, making way for the high-ranking swordsman. At this time, Chrissy had finished reciting the incantation, and the magic staff swung forward, and an arc of lightning fell from the air, slashing straight at the high-ranking swordsman.

The high-ranking swordsman was very alert, and he raised his hand and threw his sword into the air, and the lightning struck the long sword, slashing and spinning the long sword into the ground, but fortunately no one was hurt.

In a normal duel, it is impossible for a samurai to throw his weapon out, otherwise he will not be able to continue fighting even if he escapes for a while, but he has already begun to flee for his life, so he naturally does not need to worry too much.

Chris gritted his teeth and prepared to cast his magic again, but the high-ranking swordsman had already rushed into a shop, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

"Chase!" exclaimed Christing.

"No need. An Fei grabbed Chris Ling and said lightly.

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