More than 10 days later......

In the evening

A brown carriage, pulled by two black horses, slowly drove to the outer area of Lennon City in front of the tower level.

On both sides of the tower, flaming red torches were lit, and there was a subtle crackling and popping sound.

Two fat guards in white leather armor approached the carriage with torches.

"Please take out your access permit. The Fat Guard shouted.

A pale hand gently lifted the curtain, revealing a pale man's face in the carriage. Brown hair mixed with some white hair, ordinary but faint indifference.

"What permission does it take here?" the man asked in a deep voice.

"Please forgive me, this is an order from the city lord, it is to prevent the plague......" The fat guard suddenly couldn't go on, he looked at the man in the car, his eyes widening and widening.

"You... Are you Master Angle!??" his voice suddenly rose a few degrees.

"I'm Anglie, what's wrong? How do you know me?" Angliel frowned in the carriage.

There was a small commotion outside the car.

"Master Timos has posted your portrait on all the levels, and we're going to look at it every day. Since it's Lord Angle, let it go!!" The fat guard waved his hand and said loudly.

"Timos?" Angliel frowned and lowered the curtain.

All the guards outside the car drew their swords at the same time and raised them in the air in salute.

Everyone's eyes followed the carriage until the brown carriage faded out of sight.

The carriage kept jolting, and Anglie sat in the carriage with a furrowed brow.

His gaze followed the road in front of him, and as soon as the two horses were slightly in the wrong direction, he would flick his fingers, and a faint green fluorescence would suddenly explode in his hand.

The horses will quickly get back in the right direction.

"Solve those three apprentices, or thanks to the note from the mentor, the high-energy explosives coated on them are indeed very powerful. This time, I came back for a trip, dealt with the materials in hand, and went straight to the dock and went home once. But now it seems that Lennon City has some trouble waiting for it, and hopefully it won't be delayed for too long. Anglie gently stroked the silver metal on the back of his right hand, the object that the Mentor had used to heal him of the after-effects of the Yueqin Garden, and his metallic talent had not dissolved it.

The silver diamond-shaped metal surface is engraved with intricate and ornate patterns, inlaid on the back of the hand, which looks a little mysterious and weird.

"If you think about it, I'm 17 years old now, and I haven't paid much attention to the time. After all this time, I wonder what happened to my hometown across the sea?" Angliel turned his face sideways, looking out the window at the receding green woods, and fell into deep thought.

He came to this continent from the age of 14 and almost 15 years old, and now, nearly 3 years have passed, and he has also been promoted from a second-class apprentice to a full-fledged wizard. This speed is already comparable to that of some of the most qualified apprentices.

It is said that official wizards also have a lifespan of at least 300 years, which is enough for him to go back without any delay. It's just that it's unlikely that you'll stay there for long after all, there are no materials, no potions, no spell casting materials, no knowledge books, and even a place to exchange supplies... Except to go back and wait for death.

Angre leaned against the window and breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the sound of flapping wings came from outside the carriage.

A white dove scurried into the carriage and landed on Angle's lap.

The pigeon was snow-white, but its eyes were completely pitch black, with no pupils, just darkness, like two hollows.

When Anglie saw the pigeon, he suddenly remembered something. He reached out a little bit of the pigeon's head. A heraldic sigil made of pale black mist suddenly lit up. Fleeting under Anglie's fingertips.

There was also a faint blue imprint on the pigeon's chest. It's an extremely delicate circle pattern.

"Long time no see, Benedict. Anglie smiled.

"It's been a long time, I didn't expect you to advance so quickly. The pigeon opened its mouth and made a sound similar to that of a man. "This parasitic liaison technique is still not as comfortable as the contact mirror, but the contact mirror is not as long as this distance, so it can only be like this. ”

"Indeed, where are you now? If possible, we'd better meet up, I'm out of the academy now, and I might need a little help from you. "Anglie is now worried about the wizard's knowledge of spells, the academy is the Necromancy and Shadow Academy after all, there are low-level basic spells, but the more advanced ones are not studied, and they have not been recorded for a long time. And the master's spells are also inconsistent with him. This forced him to find other ways to collect the wind and fire spells he needed. Until now, his spells were also miscellaneous, and few of them had the same attributes as his own.

"Leaving the Academy?" Benedict's voice fell silent, "Wind and Fire attribute spell templates, my academy does have them, and I can also trade some basic templates to you, but now I'm in the academy, at least a few months away from you......"

"Is that so?" Anglie paused, "So do you know which academy has the most comprehensive wind and fire spells?"

"This is simple, through the two alliance countries of the Northland Alliance, the six-ring tower over there is known as the most comprehensive plastic energy spell, but it belongs to the White Wizard Organization, if you want to go, you should be careful. Benedict admonished.

"The Six-Ring Tower," Angli groaned slightly, "that's right, I'm going to go back by boat anyway, and it should be much faster to go by boat." But I can see if any of the wizards in the neighborhood have what I need, and if there is, I don't have to go again. ”

"If you want to go, then you have to be careful, the White Wizard heard that some wizards are very extreme and hateful to the Dark Wizard. Benedict finally said, "Well, now that I've found you, I'm ready to set off on my way, and I've made an appointment with a few old fellows to go to the Ruins Land to see what I can gain." ”

"Well, so be it. Anglie nodded, "By the way, one last question, what is the plague south that Ram replied about?

"Plague?" Benedict was visibly surprised, "Aren't your academy experts in this area? If you can't help it, then what can we do?" but mortals are our foundation, wizards will definitely not sit idly by, and the people of your academy should have already sent someone to deal with it." ”

"Perhaps. Anglie was right to think about it, and said no more, "Well, let's talk next time." ”

"Maybe it won't be long before we see each other again. The pigeon spread its wings and flew out of the window.

Anglie watched it fly out, and it didn't take long for it to break up into countless white feathers, which fluttered down one after another.

Retracting his gaze, Anglie sat quietly in the carriage, waiting to reach the gates of Lennon.

"Dear Angele, welcome back. Hyland hugged Angela gently, smiling all over her face.

In a golden-toned banquet hall, Hyland, Timos, and the lord of the city, Alfredero, who was in a wheelchair.

The long table on one side was already full of dishes and drinks, and the banquet with only a few people was like a small family banquet.

This is the feast that welcomes Angle.

After hugging Hyland, Anglie gently hugged the city lord of Alf in a wheelchair.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, Mistress Meleses, you're still so healthy. ”

Yarf's nickname is Meleses, which means abundance and peace. This is a kind of praise from outsiders.

"I can feel your breath getting deeper and deeper. Welcome back, and if you can, make this castle your second home. Alf said with a smile.

"Thank you. Anglie straightened up and looked at the last of Timos.

This blonde beauty, who was not as beautiful as a man, was looking at him with a smile in her eyes.

"Welcome back. Timos took the initiative to hug Lower Angle. "Remember, my friend is waiting for you. ”

"Thank you. Angele smiled softly.

After the four of them had sat down, the servants and maids began to uncover the dishes on the table with metal lids one by one. The tangy aroma suddenly spreads.

While eating and drinking, Anglie recalled the situation he had encountered on the watchtower before.

"Timos, what the hell is going on?Isn't the plague far from here?Why are you in such a hurry to find me?" Angre took a sip of the light blue drink, and a cold mint sweetness rushed into his mouth, which was indeed very comfortable.

Timos also frowned slightly.

"Some time ago, several plague carriers from the south entered Lennon City, and now hundreds of people have been infected. None of our pharmacists can do anything. More than seventy people have died in the plague. ”

Hyland and Alf's expressions also became heavy.

"So troublesome?" Anglie was slightly stunned.

"It's a hassle. So we thought, maybe what you can do?"

Angliel frowned: "I can't help this, but someone will deal with it." You don't have to worry, now you just need to dispose of the corpses and isolate the infected people to avoid another outbreak of the plague. "The plague has been breaking out in the south for so long, there must have been wizards who have been there, and it has not stopped until now, which means that these wizards who have gone are all wrong, and Anglie naturally does not think that he is a new wizard, and he doesn't even know much about spells. can solve this plague.

"If it's just boiling, then it shouldn't last long. Angliel added at the end.

"I hope so," Alf sighed.

Returning from the castle, Anglie went straight back to the area of villas he had purchased.

He bought an entire block directly, and there were guards in charge of guarding it.

A large area of red villa buildings, coupled with the streets with black grounds, looks both gorgeous and a little eerily deserted.

At night.

Anglie sat quietly in the living room on the first floor, with his legs crossed, a cup of hot black cocoa in his hand, and a white bathrobe. The hair was wet, apparently just after taking a shower.

In the middle of the living room, a small girl is concentrating on holding a cross sword and making various offensive and defensive postures. The silver sword was whistling as she swung it.

The little girl was only about ten years old. He has long black hair tied into a ponytail, but he is only 1.4 meters tall. Dressed in a gray tight-fitting swordsman suit, his eyes were full of determination, and he made extremely standard basic swordsmanship movements at once

(To be continued)