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I feel more and more uncomfortable, and I was sprayed by someone again today, and I am in a low mood......

The idiots who came around with great momentum obviously didn't have the intelligence to survey the scene to deduce the reproduction of the scene, well, in fact, they obviously didn't care about what was right and who was wrong

If Edward hadn't been wearing a mage's robe, they would have overwhelmed this suspicious guy and put him in chains. biquge.info In fact, even now, they have been vigilantly holding large shields, small and heart-wrenching in a circle, even if the respect in the language is almost condensed, there is no trace of relaxation.

The farce did not end until the arrival of several national mages.

There was no decent question, the guys just looked at it casually, "There is no trace of the fluctuation of the magic net, just the oil ...... Can't you see the knives around the corpse's neck?" said one of them, impatiently. Then, he ended up with a qiē, but he didn't forget to throw a few eye knives at the culprit of a qiē.

Unfortunately, the psychic man's idea of stepping away to track down the whereabouts of the half-worn carriage was apparently bankrupt.

Messy compliments, the gazes of the populace, the uproar...... Edward suddenly felt some fatigue welling up from the depths of his body. Even after leaving the chaotic alley, this feeling did not relax in the slightest, and even, when passing through the huge door of the magic academy, the dizziness caused by the spatial transformation made him almost faint, but fell asleep.

Isn't there enough rest? No, sleep is an extremely important means of recovery for both mages and psychic warlocks, and Edward has almost guaranteed thirty-six hours of sleep in the last three days.

Or is this psychological weariness?

Looking at the green grass in the sun, which he didn't know whether it was natural or artificial, Edward suddenly felt unusually relaxed...... So he simply gave up thinking, found a shade and fell straight down.

The grass is very soft, like a fine plush carpet, lying upside down, lingering in the fragrance of the grass leaves, making people feel surprisingly quiet, if you look at the white clouds floating leisurely in the blue sky of the Mage Tower, do nothing, do nothing, just want to lie down like this, enjoy the beauty of the sun.

It's so pleasant. Once upon a time, it seemed that there was the simplest **, which was to enjoy this relaxed and comfortable life infinitely. However, what are you busy with now, or is it still that simple dream?

Edward, Vincent - a psychic sorcerer capable of manifesting second-order abilities, the chief of the latest apprenticeship of the Academy of Magic, the apprentice of Albert, and the visiting elder of the Half-Blood Society, will soon become the hero of the Tumenis, receive a territory, and the status of a nobleman, and secretly, possess an object that seems to be an artifact......

In this world, this should be regarded as a powerful person, at least the beginning of success, right?

Maybe.

Maybe it's like that orange, walking tongue, well, it's the fat cat that says, "Success, that's a related word, and it's associated with a lot of relatives you don't know." ”

For example, the future of the Psychic Warlock, for example, the path of the Mage, for example, the unfathomable but unimaginably large stories behind the artifact, for example, the guys that the Half-Blood Society has to deal with right now... There were so many things to think about, and since he left the countryside of the West Castle, he seemed to be embroiled in a series of troubles, the weighing of interests made his head spin and turn, and all sorts of things, big and small, took up all his space, and it was to be expected that these things would surely confuse him for a long time to come.

"I am busy all day long just to be hungry, so I have to have food and clothes. Put Aya Luo on her body, and look up and think the house is low. built tall buildings and mansions, but there were few beautiful wives in front of the bed. The wives and concubines are all married, and they are worried that there is no horse to ride when they go out... One day, he sat in the south and wanted the gods to play chess. Dongbin played chess with him, and asked where the ladder was. If it weren't for this person's big limit, it would be too low to go up to the sky. ”

Softly reciting an exhortation that he had written down at some point, Edward couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth.

How much does a person need to be enough?

The so-called sufficient should be in addition to basic needs, plus self-knowledge and enterprising. The distinction between greed and aggressiveness has become a confusion for many people in their lives...... And some things, once obtained, cannot be let go, and there is no escape from the problems that come later.

yes, question.

In fact, thinking does not end with giving up, and in a relaxed environment, Enlu seems to be just more free and loose.

My dynamic vision should still be accurate, and it is not a flash. Three seconds should be enough time for yourself to determine that person's facial features...... It's not just that they look alike, but the hairstyle, facial features, and even the distance between the eyes are almost the same as in memory......

But will James drop his territory and run to the capital?

It's impossible, but the so-called impossibility is just because James can't come here.

The land of Xifengyi is a desolate place, to be precise, a place of exile, and to be precise, it is a concentration of the small nobles who serve the royal family, and even very few nobles actually govern in the territory, most of them are entrusted to stewards, and only collect a certain amount of taxes, because the territory here is of little value in the eyes of the nobles of Tuminis, who have made great fortunes in trading, shipping, and other trades, and there are many problems such as mercenaries and bandits. But there is no temple, no chamber of commerce, let alone a mage who has opened his real name and can teleport.

Or did he come by land, but the carriage was not as simple as it seemed, and even if it belonged to a down-and-out nobleman, I am afraid that he should not be so down-and-out as to take out and sell it.

If he launched another deliberate attack, would he be able to react like this time? What if it wasn't the dagger from the side but the poison from the dinner? That assassin's ability was obviously very strong...... Oh, that's the female assassin.

The figure is also very good, at least B + No, it may be C, even if it doesn't rely on any shaping underwear, it is extremely plump, and there is no sagging at all in the concentration...... Well, Enlu has gone astray, this guy is very dangerous, and he must find a way to kill her quickly, although it may be better if he catches it, but I'm afraid it's too difficult to implement.

But it's relatively easy to get rid of those who are behind her, and with just a few people to take out, this scattered alliance can easily fall apart.

Consciousness seems to be a little blurred. Thoughts swirled in my mind...... Half-asleep.

I don't know how long.

In the end, what woke him up was some sharp pain in his abdomen and the sound of noise.

Sitting up straight and stretching, Edward glanced at the sun, which was almost down to the horizon of the west, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

Even if you keep doing nothing, it's still passing by on your own, maybe there are many things in this world that you want to be able to do all over again, but unfortunately this is not a problem that can be solved by using subjective initiative. It is precisely because of this that all people can do is to do the things in front of them with the spirit of 12 points and meet the life of tomorrow.

It seems that physiological issues should be addressed first. But restaurants and the like are too lazy to move.

So after thinking about it, Edward simply rummaged through the space bag and pulled out a bunch of things.

As a guy who often struggles to survive in the wild, he asks himself if he doesn't have the teeth and appetite of Bei Ye, so when conditions permit, he will naturally prepare more things around him If a mage comes to visit someone's space pocket, he will definitely be angry because of his waste, and the stove, charcoal, and the pile of pots and pans occupy almost half of the place. As for the raw materials of food, it is needless to say that seasonings and seasonings.

Although one of the advantages of the space bag is that the food is stored in zài and there is no risk of spoilage, Edward still seems to have some old habits and does not put many finished products in it.

Beef, carrots and potatoes are cut into small pieces, added with pure water, and stewed in a pot, as for the wild boar...... Cook and then steam.

Add garlic and sugar, but unfortunately, there is still a lack of soy sauce and it is a bit laborious to make zuò, but fortunately, you can barely replace it with sauce.

Okay, the pot is boiling. And then......

"Hello, Master Apprentice. Oh...... It's really fun, and dinner begins, although the air is really good. ”

Edward was stunned by the sudden sound of messy footsteps, noticing the group of classmates stepping out of the door of the space...... Then I realized that the place I was looking for casually did not seem to be far from the main tower of the academy.

Ten days, or for Edward, thousands of miles of travel, or even two or three fateful tests, but for his classmates, it seemed to be just a few repetitive and obscure lessons in magic theory, or the kindness of these imps was still left in the storm a few days ago.

Therefore, the only one who took the initiative to greet the righteous little nobleman, Willian Ralves, this guy was actually only fifteen years old, but he had a well-proportioned and strong physique, and with that righteous and awe-inspiring face, he naturally became the object of frequent visits from aristocratic ladies - there were already two apprentice ladies following closely behind him, maintaining a kind of distance.

Interestingly, however, the second person to come to the Chief Apprentice was Miss Croude, who had hidden herself in a mask and robe, and several of her servants were surprised not to be with her.

Edward shook his head.

Ten days ago, he hadn't wanted to get in touch with these apprentices in the hope of getting some useful information, such as learning about psychic abilities or magic...... But after a strange encounter, he had already gotten what he wanted, and he ignored that these imps didn't actually have that time recently, and he either messed around in the library or reported directly to Albert.

But now, it seems, he himself is in the limelight.

"It's just a whim, do you want to taste it?" He didn't care much about this result, after all, there were more friends, and the road was easy to walk, even if it was just wine and meat, so the friend turned over the meat in the pot casually, he quickly picked out a piece and cut it thin, smiled and handed it over.

The scene soon became lively, although the combination of potatoes and beef is not eye-catching, but since it can be nicknamed, it is enough to show that this is a dish that is enough to satisfy many people, not to mention that Edward's pot is not just a simple tuber and beef, the combination of several spices and the mellow taste of the material itself is enough to hang the taste buds of the world's most discerning gourmet.

But not all of them liked to respond to the kindness of the chief apprentice - a few figures hesitated for a moment and quietly walked in the other direction, the gate of the academy.

Edward's eyes jumped, and he noticed that among the few guys who left quietly, one of them was already different, and the badge was already filled with a thicker color, although it was not as modest as Edward's, but it was not to be underestimated.

"Bob Lee, just two days ago he was promoted to a full-fledged apprentice. The low voice came from Miguel, Don, Cervantes, and the little fellow still looked like he was still the same rebellious, but it seemed that he did not want to tear up the verbal proclamation with Edward.

"Oh...... Doesn't this guy look very powerful?" Noticing the disdain in the other party's words, Edward 'inadvertently' sent a doubt.

"Cunning, cunning!" So, as expected, the little guy looked indignant: "Three days ago, Fallinstein was hungry...... Well, anyway, a high-level mage suddenly came to the classroom and said that he was looking for an apprentice and wanted to test us in a simple way. Then he led us around the Tower of Illusion, and when he came out of the other door, he said that he would be waiting for us at the door where we had just entered. Regardless of the method, whoever arrives first can become his apprentice. ”

"And so you rushed in? And there was a fight?"

"yes. The Tower of the School of Illusion is the largest in the entire Academy, but we ...... Huh?" the apprentice recounted indignantly, but quickly noticed the question in the other man's question: "What do you think we should do?"

"There are a lot of ways, you can use any door scroll, you can find a way to ask for directions or pay someone to lead the way, of course, if he leads you out of the door, then the easiest way is to go around the outside of the tower?"

"But isn't that a test of our memory? How can we use opportunistic methods......

"If you want to test your memory, then you should talk about choosing the spell faction tower with the largest space, right? Or just find a magic labyrinth, the pathways in the illusion tower are indispensable for illusion effects, you have secret vision, no, at least it should be the ability to cast true knowledge?"

"The most we can do with the spells of the Three Rings ......"

"Isn't that the end of it? An apprentice who wants a great master is a miscellaneous worker, and it would be good to do things quickly, who cares how you do it? But you don't need to be frustrated, a little wisdom can only be taken care of for a while, and it is not as good as great wisdom. Picking up a water bag and filling the boiling pot with some water, Edward explained.

"Huh, it smells good, it smells good...... But who allowed you to come here for a picnic, little ones?" Edward's body shook slightly, and the voice behind him was sharp and noisy, like a child who didn't grow up, but with a smell of old-fashionedness, making it impossible to tell the specific age.

In Edward's memory, there was no second such contradictory tone.

Except for the old guy......

Gathered in a circle, the little ones who were moved by the beauty of the food suddenly quieted down - except for a few times outside the gladiatorial arena, they didn't actually know the true identity of the short, dwarf old man in front of them, but the picnic in the front courtyard of the magic academy seemed to be a small or big thing, the mages had strange tempers, if it was those who were more rigid, maybe a scolding would be a lucky thing.

"You have to eat to live, so eating is a basic activity that should be normal anywhere. Stirring the broth in the pot and closing the lid, Edward turned his gaze—the old fellow was still so virtuous, with a crumpled robe, and two hairy legs, and walked with three shakes, his hair messy like a bird's nest, and the breeze blowing, but as if he hadn't washed it in days. Dust was scattered with slight signs.

"For a mage, as long as the food fills the stomach, it is enough, and we shouldn't waste time because of it. Delicious things can only be regarded as unnecessary luxuries for spellcasters......" The old man replied solemnly, but in the next moment, he picked up a piece of stewed meat from the pot with an invisible force. It's just that this piece of meat is obviously a little big, and the mouth full of oil with puffing cheeks and chewing, and the non-stop humming demeanor is obviously not very helpful for preaching these educational words.

"Proper meat can accelerate the growth of the brain and make people smarter, good seasoning can regulate breathing and make the brain clear, and proper nutrition can make the brain responsive, which is extremely good for thinking. Edward didn't want to "If you want to think well, you can't treat your belly too badly, otherwise, you can try to see how efficient you can be with one meal a day and three meals a day?"

"It seems to make some sense. The old thing shook his head, nodded again, and with a backhand, out of nowhere, he got out of a huge bowl, almost the diameter of his head: "Where, some more mm"

"It's gone. There are a bunch of people here, and you're not the only one, you want to steal children's things? I'm afraid it won't sound good to spread out, right?"

"You're going to do it again if you're gone?"

"I'm tired ......"

"Oh...... I remember that someone seems to owe me something, forget it, my old man is more generous, so I don't have to pay it back......"

"Damn, it's something you owe me...... Damn it. You're old and you still want to pay your bills! too, too ...... It's shameless!"

"Ah, it's not as good as you say, but at my age, my memory is not very good. Maybe you'll forget who you are tomorrow......"

"It doesn't have to be this way...... Well, do me a small favor, and I'll get you something better. I promise you've never eaten it in your life. ”

"A few gold coins, I just want to change things, young people's appetite, but it's really not small......"

"You don't have to do it yourself, just a few orders. ”

"Cunning imp!" (To be continued)

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