"Don't tell yourself, isn't this a thief or what?" Adolf didn't have a good look for the middle-aged man.

Seeing that the middle-aged man's face was flushed with cough, Adolf first dodged it at once, and after seeing that he seemed to have eased up a little, he took out a towel from there and handed it to him.

Seeing Adolf so mocking, the middle-aged man was about to say something more, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was blocked by Adolf handing him a towel.

The middle-aged man simply took the towel and wiped his mouth, so that his flushed face eased and made it no longer so red. He glared at Adolf a few times, intending to say nothing more.

"You left me that miserable white flame?" Adolf also figured out the character of the middle-aged man.

"Exactly" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little proud, and he opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something more.

However, Adolf obviously wouldn't give this guy a chance, so he hurriedly asked, "What does that black-robed wizard have to do with you, and why is that miserable white flame so aimed at him?"

"What do you mean by targeting him, it's obvious that you took the initiative to approach that guy with that miserable white flame!That's why you let that guy die!" The middle-aged man threw away the towel and saw that Adolf had no intention of raising the teacup in front of him again and drank the tea.

He himself raised his hand, wanting to pick up the teacup. But I suddenly felt bored, so I simply disappeared the teacup and teapot all at once.

"What? you're still going to rely on me for this?" Adolf understood the meaning of the middle-aged man's words.

"This miserable white flame is only effective against the black-robed wizard and a kind of statue monster he summoned, this is not called targeting!

"Hmph" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "Anyway, this guy died at your hands in the end, as for how he died, who cares about this now?"

"If it weren't for your miserable white flames, how could we have killed them!"

"Well, you have to thank me, don't you? If it weren't for that miserable white flame. How can you kill that black-robed wizard, or how can you survive?" the middle-aged man grasped the loophole in Adolf's words and asked a series of questions.

Adolf was stunned for a moment, but his reaction was quick.

Squinting his eyes, he grasped the point of the topic and asked directly, "Are you planning to rely on me for this?

"You're also smart when you arrive" The middle-aged man suddenly put away his grin-grin, and said seriously, "Let's be straightforward, the black-robed wizard you killed is an evil wizard who is wanted by the Wizards Association, and killing him can exchange his soul mark for some things you want in the Wizards Association."

The middle-aged man glanced at Adolf. Seeing that he didn't react, he continued, "However, this wanted black-robed wizard is not an ordinary wizard, he is under a great wizard, and the inheritance he receives is naturally extraordinary. Even now that he is wanted by the Wizarding Association, his identity is still extraordinary."

"You're in big trouble," the middle-aged man suddenly looked a little gloating.

"With this guy's soul mark, can I exchange it for the qualification to become a wizard?" Adolf suddenly asked.

The middle-aged man didn't expect Adolf to suddenly ask about this, according to the reaction of a normal person, but he would think of something bad first, and would quickly ask himself if there was any way to escape the pursuit of the great wizard and his other disciples and students. Unexpectedly, Adolf actually asked directly what he could exchange for with the soul mark of the black-robed wizard.

For Adolf. The idea is very simple, as long as you step into the wizard's path and become a wizard's apprentice, its story space mission this time is considered complete. When the time comes, just hide back in the real world, who cares about the pursuit of the great wizard in that story space.

"You want to be a wizard?" the middle-aged man suddenly figured out something, frowned and asked.

"Why?

When the middle-aged man saw Adolf ask like this, he immediately smiled, but the meaning of his ridicule was extremely obvious.

I saw it take a few steps back. He looked Adolf up and down.

Adolf was confused by his appearance.

Just as he wanted to ask, the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Your qualifications are really poor." If you want to become a wizard, it's basically impossible."

"Are you telling the truth or a joke?" When Adolf heard the middle-aged man's words, his face suddenly darkened, and the whole person frowned, looking extremely unhappy.

"Of course it's true! Your qualifications were confirmed the last time I came. It's not a sorcerer's material."

The middle-aged man saw that Adolf seemed to be a little unwilling, and continued, "Have you read all of "Price's Fantastic Experience"?"

Adolf nodded.

"There's a word in it, it's called Hulaya, have you ever pronounced it?"

With the middle-aged man's words, Adolf suddenly rolled out of his mind. However, he was in no hurry to nod. Instead, he glanced at the middle-aged man.

"Don't try to perfunctory me!"

Seeing him speak, he guessed his own thoughts. Adolf simply didn't hide it anymore, and continued to nod again.

"What do these three words have to do with wizards?"

"If you can directly condense some elements after reading these three words, you will naturally have the potential of a wizard. If there is no response, I advise you to give up."

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, Adolf immediately whispered "Hulaya" and repeated it several times, but he never saw any abnormal movement.

"Don't think about it, just let it not even make a few changes in front of the book "Price's Fantastic Experience". Now I still want to talk about it out of thin air, and I can have an effect, which is even more impossible!"

"Then 'Price's Fantastic Experience' has the effect of assisting wizards?" Adolf suddenly guessed the meaning of the middle-aged man's words.

"Otherwise, do you think the people of the Wizarding Guild would be so nervous and exert so much effort to destroy all the books of Price's Fantastic Adventures?

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Adolf said that he agreed a little. But the doubts and curiosity in my heart also appeared.

"Who wrote the book 'Price's Fantastical Experience?, and why was it published and disseminated so widely?"

"Did I say it was written by an ordinary man? By chance, he discovered a wizarding ruin, and wrote down everything he found and observed, which became the book "The Fantastic Experiences of Price" (to be continued.) )