After the hunting trial, Neville returned to his usual monotonous rhythm, and all the magic apprentices were loaded into the classroom again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info, though, for Saza, today is a good day.

"Is this for me?" Saza asked, holding the book in his hand, somewhat incredulous.

"Reward for the Hunting Trial. Ouya walked out of the classroom after speaking, and the lunch break had arrived.

"Thank you, Mentor!" he shouted at her back, probably the most serious he'd ever called Mentor.

In the world of magicians, books are one of the most precious beings, and they believe that books not only record the experiences and achievements passed down by their predecessors, but also have the will of the sages to retain them. In this view, it seems ridiculous that a book left by a great magician can make a person walk on the path of magical inquiry, but it is this ridiculous concept that makes books an item that commoners like Saza dare not ask for. At least the Chronicles of the Magic Circuit in his hand was the first book to belong to him, not borrowed from Neville, and didn't need to be returned regularly.

Under the envious gaze of almost everyone, Saza returned to his seat, ecstatic and flipped through the book in his hand. Although the book is still very new from the pages, and the Chronicles of the Magic Circuit is not an uncommon book, there is probably no one among Neville who has not read it. But there are not many people who can afford to own this book in the entire D class. After all, this is a civilian class.

Jonathan should be an exception, and he said honestly, "Isn't it a good thing to be so happy?"

Saza didn't pay much attention to the ruinous words of his fellow tablemates, and after writing his name on the title page with a pen, he said, "Of course your eldest young master disdains this book. But I didn't expect Neville to be really generous this time. ”

"This is Neville's generosity, I think it's just Ouya's personal reward for you," Jonathan suddenly said the guess in Saza's heart, "I guess it's to thank you for your help in this new master trial." The 60-year-old magic core is not a terrible achievement in other classes. ”

The fat man's words were indeed pouring cold water, but it must be admitted that except for the more than 30 apprentices in Class D, no one should take the 60 Ang score seriously anymore. Although there were only one or twenty students in the other classes, those students were either extremely high in initial magical qualifications, or they were children of rich families, and in either case, their magic level was more or less higher than that of the civilian class, at least for a long time.

"That's true, but your eldest young master's results in this trial seem to be very average. Saza looked at the book for a moment before replying, but he didn't hear the fat man's response for a long time. He looked away from the book and turned his head to look, only to find that the fat man was thinking about something.

"Hey!" he patted him.

The contemplative man came back to his senses: "Hmm, what's wrong?"

"Are you alright?

"Maybe I'm a little hungry," he said, "By the way, those who pass the hunting trial are eligible to go to the outskirts of the Mt. Chinkis, and go together in the afternoon?"

Saza shook his head: "It's Saturday, I'm not in the mood to play, you should know." The meaning of his words was clear, and Knorr was still in prison.

Jonathan didn't say anything about him, saying, "Then another day, I'm going to get something to eat." Are you coming?"

Saza followed, knowing in his heart that the fat man's abnormality today could only be due to one thing.

Night, ten o'clock

Noll stared at the stained ceiling in a daze. Is he going to die tomorrow?, he thought, a relief from this sordid world. He hoped that he could give himself psychological comfort by denying everything, but he remembered two faces, Sammy and Jossen, and wondered if they would be saddened by his death.

He sat up and stared at the wall to the left. There was nothing special on the wall, except that it was in the direction of the tree tower, and sure enough, he didn't fulfill his dream until he died, he laughed at himself. Looking back and thinking about his life, I find something sad. He was an orphan, and since he could remember, he had followed Quincy, the liar he once revered as his grandfather, and the seemingly warm life of more than thirty years was the illusion created by this liar, and after the illusion was shattered, he found that his life was so empty. He suddenly thanked him sincerely for the two best friends he had gained in the last two years, otherwise he would have been suffocated by the most terrible lies and loneliness on the gallows tomorrow.

After living for decades, one thing he thought he would never think about again suddenly jumped to his heart: who were his parents? For an orphan living alone, it is undoubtedly self-inflicted trouble to think about this question, maybe some people can get hope and courage from it, but he never will. He doesn't lack the courage to live, even if it's from a liar, he doesn't lack hope to live, maybe it comes from an ethereal dream, so he doesn't think about that heart-wrenching question. It's just that when death is imminent, it still jumps out.

"Uhhh

The noise of the iron door opening outside interrupted his thoughts. Who else would be in the dungeon at such a late hour? Surely it was the old fellow of Vess, he couldn't help but wonder.

An unfamiliar figure walked up to his cell, and the man threw him a key with a pendant wrapped around it.

Noll recognized the pendant at a glance, it was the handmade pendant he had given to Sammy and Jossen in the past, it was made of fragrant wood, and it had some insect repellent effect. He looked at the man, but the burly human just stood motionless.

Is it Sammy? or Jossen? But whoever it is, he can be sure that it was his friend who has reached out to him, but what about escaping? Where does he go from here? Find a new place to live, and then face the dirty life again?

He hesitated, and a fragrance came into his nose, which was the pendant on his hand. He suddenly woke up and secretly scolded himself for being a bastard! He couldn't help but feel ashamed that his friend was still thinking about such a cowardly question here. He hurriedly opened the door of the cell with the key, although the process was a bit hard, but the humans outside the door were just watching quietly there.

It wasn't until Noll came out of the cell that the man spoke: "Master Jonathan asked me to tell you that since you have chosen to live, continue to chase your dreams, because that is the way Noel Rinfeng lives." ”

It turned out to be Jossen, and Noel immediately understood what he meant, and quickly ran outside with the man, and soon the other prison robbers also rushed over. However, he had not gone far when he saw a cold corpse lying on the ground. It's the guardian of the dungeon.

"You killed him?"

"It's inevitable. There was not the slightest emotion on the face of the answer.

Knoll knew that he couldn't stop yet, so he didn't say anything more, just ran out of the dungeon with his sadness, noting down thirty-four faces along the way, hoping that he would be able to pray for them.

After escaping the dungeon, the humans scattered and disappeared into the night, but Noel did not linger for a moment, he put on the cloak that the men had given him, and ran straight towards the tree tower.

A quarter of an hour after Noll left, another figure entered the dungeon, it was Ves. Soon he realized that he was too late and quickly withdrew from the dungeon.

Soon after, the dungeon welcomed the third group of guests for the night, and if the corpses on the ground could still speak, they would all shout, "Chief!" When he saw the empty cell, he quickly ran out of the dungeon and ran towards the tree tower. It's worth mentioning that he was carrying something on his back, which should be a bone that Knoll was all too familiar with.

Tree Tower

"Sure enough!" Noll found the spot where he had taken Saza and Jonathan up to the tree tower, and found a cloth bag waiting there quietly, it was his cloth bag, which was thrown to Jonathan when he was at the top of the tower.

He opened the bag, and guessed that it was fully stocked, and there was an extra bottle of black potion. He did not hesitate and sent himself to the tree tower according to the old way. Then there was the ledge, and after the last loss, the defense of the tree tower was still not strengthened, and he easily entered the twentieth floor.

In fact, there is really no need to strengthen the defense of the tree tower, first of all, there are really not many people who covet the things that the tree tower guards, because it is an exclusive item of the weasel race, and even if outsiders steal it, it is of no value, unless it is a weasel of other tribes. Since the last Anno War, the various tribes of the Weasel have long been scattered around the world, and they have tried to find each other to gather greater strength, but they have not heard from each other. After all, the people that this tree tower is really wary of are nothing more than Wind-Blazing people like Knorr. Not to mention anything else in the Rin Wind Tribe, there are very few spirit ferrets that can easily break through those forest secret traps in the twenty-three layers of the labyrinth.

In the blink of an eye, Noel had already passed through the trap on the twenty-second floor, and was loading the tree solution, when suddenly he heard a noise, it was Rin Fengwei! How could it be! He calculated the time again, Rin Fengwei shouldn't have come here at this time! Could it be that the patrol cycle has changed? Thinking about it, the heavily armed Rin Wind Guard has already blocked his sight, but fortunately, the soft ground has been soaked in the tree solution, and he can't pass through it for the time being. It seems that someone has mobilized these Storm Guards. Sure enough, Quincy walked out of it.

"Noel, give up, you don't know how wrong you are!

Noll didn't even want to talk nonsense with him, he filled the tree solution and turned and ran towards the twenty-third floor, ignoring the roar behind him.

Quincy was about to step into the unsolidified tree solution, but was stopped by the Wind Guard beside him.

"Patriarch, you'll be dissolved by the tree solution!"

It is my duty to protect the Blue Devil Forbidden Chain. ”

Quincy's firm answer made the Windguards look at each other and make a decision, and one of the Windguards led by the Windguard stepped into the tree solution without hesitation with his patriarch on his back, and then some of the Windguards followed with their companions on their backs, and they ran in defiance of the Death Liquid, which they usually feared. They ran to the other side as fast as they could in their lives, as intruders approached the clan treasure they guarded, as the tree solution would soon dissolve them.

From time to time, Rinfeng Guard, who couldn't hold on, or lost his balance for a while due to severe pain, fell into the tree solution with his companions on his back, but the cries of pain never sounded, only the roars of those who fought their last strength, and the sighs of regret that they had not entered the tree solution. All of a sudden, the color of blood spread in the tree solution, but fortunately, many people finally reached the other side. They didn't have time to salute their fallen companions, and hurried to the twenty-third floor without a moment's delay.

At this time, Noel had once again followed the guidance of those secret traps to reach the exit, he didn't know what had just happened behind him, otherwise he might not be able to run on the stairs leading to the twenty-fourth floor as easily as he did now.

Reaching the twenty-fourth floor, it didn't take long for the ground to begin to rise, and like last time, the only obstacle was dissolved under the tree solution, and he went up to the twenty-fifth floor.

Going to the heart of the tree again, what will be the result this time? Noel thought to himself, he took out the extra tube of black potion, is this used to deal with these tree veins? It really works? It won't kill this god finger tree directly, will it? Although he was full of doubts, but now he had to choose to give it a try, and poured the black potion on the veins at the door.

In an instant, the entire tree tower trembled, and the veins that were dyed with black potion suddenly rolled up to the other veins like crazy, and finally entwined and tied them up to death.

Noel suddenly felt in a trance, because there was no longer any gap between him and his dream.