Angel closed his eyes slightly, and muttered for a moment.

In the cabin, the sound of the two of them breathing and the sound of the waves outside the cabin were mixed together, but the environment seemed more silent.

Villette looked at Angel nervously and apprehensively, her hands hanging at her sides, not knowing what to do.

"Yuri, how is he now, when you got off the ship with him, he went to the White Fang Castle, right?" asked Anglie suddenly.

"Yes, I don't have much contact with him. "But then I heard that he had joined a group of apprentices who had gone to the border. I don't know how it is now. ”

Angela nodded, and opened his eyes, his eyes unusually serene.

"I'm sorry for your request, but I can't accept it. He replied lightly.

Suddenly, a trace of despair flashed in Willett's eyes, and her originally white and red face suddenly turned pale.

"You really don't have to think about it anymore?" her voice trembled, and even her body trembled slightly.

"I'm sorry. Angle's face was calm. "Realistically speaking, your qualifications are too poor, if as my attendant, I need to train you with all my strength according to the obligation of exchange, but with the first-level qualifications, if I want to train you to advance, I need to pay too much, enough to delay my own progress. So I'm sorry. ”

As Anglie explained, Willett's face turned pale.

"Are you not interested in me, I can cooperate with you!anything! really!!" her eyes were already filled with tears, and her tone became pleading. "This is the last hope, my family my father," she said incoherently.

Angel watched her quietly, waiting for her to calm down.

It took a while for her mood to stabilize.

"I remember that your father used to be an official wizard, right? In this way, you should also be a second-generation wizard bloodline, how can you only have a first-level qualification?" Angliel frowned slightly, and asked again.

"I don't know. Violet shook her head.

Something suddenly occurred to Angliel.

"What is the relationship between your mother and your father?" he continued.

"It's my father's own sister. Wellett replied in a low voice.

Sure enough, close relatives got married and had children. Anglie understood.

This is a common phenomenon in wizarding families. In order to pursue the purity of the bloodline, in order to increase the chances of the next generation of wizard qualifications.

Most wizarding families will choose to marry and have children with people they are related to in order to purify their wizarding qualifications. The consequence of this is that there are indeed a small number of descendants with good qualifications and become a source of newcomers to the wizarding world. On the other hand, it can be said that the vast majority of them are just very poor qualifications, and some of them are even deformed at all, and even normal people can't do it.

But in order to continue the family of the next generation, no one has changed this tradition. Many wizarding families either marry each other or are united within the family.

It seems that Willett is a product of this system. And her father, it is estimated that he is unfortunately unlucky, and among the children born, she is the only one with qualifications. That's why she took on such a heavy burden at such a young age.

"What about your father?" asked Angle.

A hint of indifference suddenly appeared on Willett's face.

"Dead"

Angree no longer asked, it is conceivable that this must be another family sad history of blood and tears. He didn't want to get too involved in such complicated matters.

"Well, I can't take you, but after all, we used to be companions. I also have a bottle of tranquilizing potion here, which can boost mental power. Anglie took out a small glass tube the size of his index finger from his waist pouch, and inside was a yellowish cloudy potion like broth.

This is a tube of tranquilizing medicine that he has recently tried to concoct, using a regular prescription, not a substitute he found, and the medicinal properties are 100% complete. Although it cost a little more, but now he has enough magic stones, but he is not too worried, and first concocts the original product, so that it can be compared with his future substitutes.

The potion was placed on the table of mahogany. Under the light of the oil lamp, it reflects a very ordinary luster.

But Violet stared at the potion, and her eyes burned with intense eagerness again. It's as if you're looking at something the most beautiful thing in the world.

Suddenly, she gently grabbed the edge of the skirt with both hands and slowly lifted it up. The action is shy and seductive.

"Take it and you're good to go. Angliel frowned and said lightly. "I don't need your ** as payment. ”

Violet was stunned, lowered her head, and stood in place for a long silence before she came over and picked up the potion on the table.

"Thank you for your generosity, then, I will take my leave. She whispered.

"Yes. Anglie nodded, and picked up the quill again.

Violet turned and picked up the cloak on the ground, opened the door and walked out quietly.

As the door slowly closed, there was an irrepressible cry outside the door. With the sound of hurried footsteps, the cry slowly moved away and gradually disappeared.

Angliel shook his head.

"In this world, there is too much helplessness. He sighed and refocused on the parchment in front of him.

The vast blue sea. A large ship with a blue background and white stripes was sailing alone on the ocean, and the white sails on three sides were blown by the wind, constantly shaking slightly.

The ship was like a little white sesame on a pure blue curtain on the sea, swaying in the wind and waves, looking extremely bumpy and conspicuous.

On the side of the ship, seven or eight figures grabbed the edge of the hull and stood on the deck looking out into the distance.

Sailors walked around them, constantly busy, steady, adjusting the sails, and course.

Dressed in black robes, Anglie stood quietly on the side of the ship. The white-robed wizard Temora was also standing beside him, and the two had just finished a debate about the interference reactions caused by the interaction of force fields.

"By the way, there's a little bit of something that might need your help. Angliel spoke.

"What's the trifle? the girl who crept into your cabin the other night? Oh no, it's a woman now. Temora winked at him and smiled ambiguously.

"I didn't touch her, it's just that she used to be a companion I knew, so when I came to the Andean Alliance, if there was any problem with her family, I would like to ask you to help solve it. Anglie looked calm.

"Okay, okay, you're so boring. Temora shrugged, "For the strong, we are the height that can dominate mortals, so you don't need to restrain yourself**, if it were me, that girl would have been sent to the door, wouldn't this voyage be fun casually? There are still many tricks that I haven't played before, hehe." ”

"I just don't want to get too indulged. Anglie replied lightly.

"What is this? We are wizards, we are at the top of the world. For example, I have an aunt who is only thirty-nine and has already taken in the fifteenth male pet. As long as you don't break the big rules of the wizarding world, mortals are just weak ants. Temora's tone clearly reflected the attitude of the wizards of the Dark Witchland towards the high level of the mortal world.

"Maybe it's a different lifestyle. Anglewi smiled and didn't argue with him, it was a matter of fundamental outlook on life and values.

"Okay, okay, I promise you, go to Andes and talk to a few friends. Temora nodded helplessly, raised her hand and looked at a black crystal watch on her wrist, "It's two o'clock in the afternoon, my meditation time is up, go back first." ”

"Yes. Angel nodded.

Temora turned and quickly left. Anglie was left alone to stand on the side of the ship, quietly looking at the sea outside.

These days, he also vaguely heard rumors about him and Villerett from the mouths of the sailors' apprentices, saying that Villette was already his confinement and would go to his cabin every night.

He didn't bother to explain it, such rumors could just protect Willett, a woman who was an official wizard, and no one dared to offend it rashly, even if it was just a momentary interest. After all, wizards have strange tempers, and the way they kill people is even more strange and inexplicable. Anyway, this kind of rumor has no effect on him.

After a while, the hull of the ship gradually stabilized, and the wind and waves were much less.

The sailors also began to pack up their nets and prepare to catch some seafood to eat.

"One, two, three!!!!

"One, two, three!!!!

"Go hard!!"

"Tom!, hurry up over there!!"

"Hey!!

A muscular sailor cheered loudly and began to put away his net, while several other idle sailors laughed and went up to help.

With a bang, a net of live fish and shrimp was suddenly thrown onto the deck, and the sea water wet a large part of the deck, and then flowed out down the drain, leaving a large gray water stain on the board.

Silver fish, white and translucent shrimp, and seashell sea urchins, as well as a creature like a red meatball.

Angre walked over and crouched down, pointing to a ball of red flesh in the net.

"What is this?"

"Ball fish, this is a red ball fish, my lord. A sailor hurriedly leaned over and replied respectfully. "It can be used to make minced meat soup, and it tastes better with some eggplant. He added.

The rest of the sailors who were collecting the nets also hurriedly stopped their movements, bent down and saluted, with a restrained and awe-inspiring look on their faces.

"Red ball fish?" Anglie had never heard of such a thing.

He stretched out his finger and poked at the fist-sized ball of red flesh.

The surface of the meat ball is like a leather ball, cold and a little tough, but more like a soft leather ball that is not inflated. The exterior is dark red, with layers of fine folds.

In the middle of the meat ball, there are no eyes, nose, ears or anything, only a big mouth, thick lips like two red sausages next to each other.

"Please be careful, my lord, this kind of ball will spit water and sand. A sailor shouted.

Anglie nodded, reached out and pressed the mouth of the meat ball, and the thing suddenly flattened, and a mouthful of water sprayed towards Anglie.

(To be continued)