Alan carefully held the light feather and walked into the most famous commercial square in the town, the square was surrounded by all kinds of shops, and there were many people setting up stalls at the door to do business, which was very lively. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Alan first walked into a shop called Time Hourglass, which is a very famous regulator shop, the moderator in the shop is a high-level magic apprentice who is studying in the magic branch, but, after seeing the things in Alan's hand and the gold coins in the bag, the adjuster refuses Allen's request with a blank face.

"It's almost impossible, and even if it were possible, you wouldn't be able to do it. That was the last word the moderator left for Allen.

Alan was not discouraged and walked into three or five similar shops with a face, however, all the regulators said the same thing, "It can't be done." ”

Seeing that the milky white brilliance of the light feather was getting fainter and weaker, Alan felt a burst of despair, maybe this gift could not be completed in the first place. Looking at the endless stream of townspeople, Alan once again felt helpless in his heart, and sat on the cold chair in the center of the square, holding the light feather with a sluggish expression. The sun is gradually setting in the west, and the light feather in Allen's hand is almost transparent, just afraid that with a slight palm of his hand, this light feather will collapse.

"Young man, what are you thinking?" An old and unusual voice sounded behind Allen, Allen slowly turned his head, and saw an elderly mage with a crutch and tattered clothes, with a white beard on his face, a pair of eyes that were deeply sunken into the sockets, and not much wisdom in his eyes, Alan even felt that compared to being sluggish, he was afraid that he was not as good as the old mage in front of him, the old mage was carrying a huge bag on his back, full of patches, and was pressed by this burden, and the old mage's rickety body was more and more bent.

"Nothing. Eren sighed and turned to stare at the light feather in his hand again.

The old mage followed Allen's gaze and realized that it was a light feather that was about to collapse. There was a hint of incomparably deep brilliance in his dull eyes. "Young man, can you give me a place? This old bone is useless, and he can't walk. With that, he put the crutch beside Allen, and the huge burden behind him was also placed on the ground, and there was a loud bang, all the sound of magic reagents and medicine bottles colliding.

The old mage seemed to be a pharmacist who had just collected his stall from the square, Alan sighed, and knew that if he moved like this, most of the light feathers would collapse, but Allen, who had memorized chivalry for nearly three years, knew that it was necessary to give up his seat to such an old and frail old mage, even if there was an empty seat next to him, but he couldn't let the poor old man walk a few more steps. Alan simply leaned to his right, and was given a place by the old mage. To Allen's surprise, this light feather actually only flickered a few times slightly, and it was not extinguished, Allen's heart was happy, but it turned even more sad.

"Young man, do you want your sweetheart to prepare a gift?" the old mage's words surprised Allen, this beggar-like old man could actually see through his thoughts!

"Hmm・・・・・ well, it's a pity I can't, I can only watch like this. Alan was only surprised for a moment, and then said lonely.

"What kind of gift do you want to prepare?" the old mage's deep eyes once again stared at the light feather in Allen's hand, and whispered.

"I wanted to use the sealing technique to save this light feather, but they said it would be difficult to do and I didn't have enough money in my pocket. Alan looked at the light feather lying in the palm of his hand, and sighed.

"Oh, really, I'll see?" the old mage suddenly came to Allen's hand, and the next moment he copied the light feather in his hand and shook it a few times!

"Ugh. Don't! Give it back to me!" Alan was stunned for a moment when he saw the old mage treating his beloved thing so roughly, and then shouted in distress, and took back the light feather from the mage's hand

"Why do you do this to me!" Alan said with a clenched grasp of the light feather, knowing that the light feather would collapse soon, and was extremely distressed.

The old mage laughed calmly and turned a deaf ear to Allen's questioning. Say, "Young man, hold that thing so hard, it's going to break."

"I'm sure you'll be scattered if you do this!" Alan reprimanded as he reached out to the old mage. For a while, the townspeople who walked by the old and young people also looked sideways.

And the next moment, Alan was stunned, not only was the light feather still lying intact in his palm, but the milky white brilliance was much more abundant than just now, as if he had just fallen from Christine's light wings!

"How can this be... "How can this be... Old man, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm going to be so excited, I'm speechless for a while, just now after passing through the old mage's hand, this light feather actually regained its vitality, which made Alan never think of it.

"Well, it's nothing, you don't have to call me old gentleman, just call me Carbensis," the old mage laughed, not taking it seriously at all, but bent down to look for something in the baggage.

"What are you looking for, Mr. Carbencis?" asked Allen, curious.

"Well, for the sake of your sincerity, I decided to help you" The old mage smiled slyly, and was suddenly stunned: "Well, I found it." That's him. With that, he pulled out a tattered old oil lamp, and then skillfully lit a small flame on his fingertips, and brought it to the black wick.

"Help me, but... I don't have the money to pay for it, besides, I've heard them say that energy items like seals require a very precise manipulation of magic, and you ・・・・・ of course I'm not saying you can't, but..." Alan said incoherently.

However, Carbensis did not seem to listen to Allen's words at all, and shook the oil lamp and said to himself: "Ah, I said why can't I light it, young man, borrow you something to use." ”

"What?" Alan was stunned, but saw the old mage stretch out a dirty finger and tap it on his forehead, and the next moment, Alan suddenly felt as if he was missing something, he quickly checked the pockets of his body, but he didn't lose anything, but the feeling of missing something has been lingering.

The old mage's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of cunning, and he sighed in a low voice: "What a pure soul, good, good~" After that, he put his finger to the wick of the oil lamp, and the next moment, a blue flame suddenly appeared on the wick, Alan inadvertently glanced at the oil lamp, but his eyes couldn't move away no matter what, and the small pinch of blue flame seemed to have infinite charm, so that Alan couldn't extricate himself from it.

"Alan!" At this time, there was a sudden call from the sky, Alan was startled, only to realize that the oil lamp appeared in his hand at some point, and Carbensis had long since disappeared, Alan looked around, and then was shocked to find that the originally bustling square had become empty, and there was no one.

"Mr. Carbensis?" Alan called out loudly, but there was no response, and only the blue light in Allen's hand seemed to flicker slightly.