"Hmm. The young man thought for a while, and felt that although the middle-aged gentleman said something idealistic, at least it was reasonable, so he nodded, "I guess you already have a draft, let's talk about it specifically." ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged gentleman did not directly give a solution. He smiled mysteriously, picked up the conversation, and moved on to something else.

"I've removed that mirror image in the alley, but I think you're impressed enough with him, don't you feel that his strength, his aura, is there anything different from you?"

Hearing this, the young man frowned slightly, and his face was contemplative.

"Now that I think about it, except for the makeup, it's the same as me now, except that it looks more bursting, like a fire keg that explodes at the slightest moment. What do you mean by mentioning him?"

"Naturally, it's not untargeted, and to tell you the truth, that's one of the results of our research on the Blood Moon, a way to use the power of the Crimson. Methods like this were mostly developed by a faction that was born in our wizard community after the appearance of the Blood Moon event and specialized in the study of things related to the Blood Moon. I've had the privilege of participating in their research, and I've had some of the results in this area. Look, is this kind of transformed mirror image technique strong?"

"Strong is strong, I asked myself if I really faced that mirror, the odds of winning were not great. Come to think of it, you mean that this faction has a certain depth of research into the power of the Crimson, so you want me to go to them, don't you?"

The middle-aged gentleman let out a long breath: "Talking to smart people is effortless." ”

It's just that his expression on his side has just slowed down, and the young man over there has a warning look.

"Going around and around, you really want me to be an experiment!"

Seeing the young man take a step back and distance himself as he spoke, the middle-aged gentleman couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"That was the original idea, and it was the plan I thought of when you couldn't control your own scarlet power. However, when I saw that you weren't driven mad by the Mirror Image, and realized that you were immune to the Crimson Force, I had already replaced it with something that was better for us than for you, not only for you. ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged gentleman reached out and grabbed a book from nothingness, and handed it to the young man with a solemn expression.

"Grand Knight, Wizard Apprentice, Crimson Spell Learner, Mr. Dickens Greene. I, Half-Step Legendary Sorcerer, Rose Warlock, Elder of the Titan Furnace Council, Honorary Elder of the Blood Moon Tower, Iliad Gustav, hereby invite you to join the Blood Moon Tower. ”

As for the middle-aged gentleman's means of fetching things, and knowing his own strength and name plainly, the young man knew that under all the miraculous methods of wizards, these were just ordinary. He paid more attention to the book in front of him, and the boy knew that once he took it, it meant that there was no turning back. But he didn't hesitate at all, and immediately took the book after the middle-aged gentleman finished speaking, and then asked questions.

"What is this book for?"

The middle-aged gentleman was not surprised by the boy's reaction, after all, if he hesitated, the boy would not be a teenager.

Hearing this, he Shi Shiran said: "Since you came here, you have been working hard with the strength of a great knight, rather than claiming to be a wizard with a higher status, presumably the wizard inheritance you have obtained is not complete, and the means are limited. This book has common spells from zero to three rings, and it's the perfect foundation to build before you head to the tower. When you are promoted to a third-order wizard one day and barely reach the threshold of entering the Blood Moon Tower, then someone will come to pick you up. ”

"Okay. The young man nodded, and with the help of the memories of those who were superior in his mind, he could only speak and write the language of this world, and read the title of the book on the cover letter by letter, "Weird, grotesque, beautiful, food, cooking, cooking, big ...... Eh, you can take a look over there, hey the recipe!"

He held up the book with a ridiculous expression, turned his head and waved it at the homeless man who had been watching the play for a long time.

The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

The homeless man bypassed the teenager and gave a thumbs up to the middle-aged gentleman.

"Brother, your skills are so high, even I am amused. ”

At this time, the middle-aged gentleman also laughed.

The homeless man didn't know it, just now he was blocked by the young man's vision, and he didn't see the scene of the middle-aged gentleman taking things in the void, otherwise he would have been scared early, where could he still see it as straight as the big heart of the young man. The boy knows that jokes also have to have a head, and the recipe can't be a real recipe. Therefore, he was the first of the three to put away his smile.

"What's a recipe?" he said.

"There is a mixture of fish and dragons here, and the forces of the Holy See in various kingdoms are secretly mixed up, constantly monitoring and suppressing our wizard forces to prevent us from regaining momentum. However, that was just wishful thinking. The middle-aged gentleman smiled freely, lifted his cane and tapped the book in the young man's hand, "This is a cover for us to hide people's ears, and when you go back, you will find something by studying it carefully." But remember, don't reveal your identity as a wizard lightly. You are not me, we deliberately put it on the bright side for others to see. You are a newcomer, and once exposed, the Holy See will think that the wizarding power is expanding. Although this is true, there are some things that can cause us a lot of unnecessary trouble once they are laid out, do you understand?"

"I'll take notice. The young man said solemnly.

Seeing this, the middle-aged gentleman nodded with satisfaction and stretched out his cane to the young man's hand.

"Grab it, and I'll take you back to the manor. ”

The boy smiled and gripped his cane.

"Thanks. ”

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the two of them quickly kinked to the center of the vortex like oil paint caught in the vortex, and then disappeared.

At this scene, the homeless man who was still leisurely for a second was instantly stunned.

"Ah, this, this, this ......"

He reached out and pointed to the place where the two had disappeared, looking around, trying to find a passerby who had also seen the scene to verify with each other that what they had seen was true. However, there was no one in the empty street except himself, only the swishing cold wind blowing, and I don't know whether it was cold or frightened, which made his whole body tremble.

Sorcerer!

A great fear gripped his heart, and he shrank all over, his mouth opened wide, as if he was about to scream in the next second.

Just then, the vortex reappeared, and a hand reached out of it.

"I almost missed it again. ”

As the voice sounded, the hand nodded at the homeless man, and then disappeared again.

At this moment, the homeless man seemed to froze, unresponsive to the outside world like a wooden man.

It took several seconds for his eyes to focus again.

At this time, he seemed to have forgotten what had happened before, and while he rubbed his head and wondered how he had been stunned, he looked around idly.

However, it was this meaningless action in the past that made him make an amazing discovery at this moment.

Looking intently at the delicate weapons and armor scattered all over the alley, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"So many valuable things! Who threw them here? No one wants them?" Thinking of this, his eyes could barely glow, and he smiled in a low voice, rubbing his hands again and again, "It's all mine!"

Glancing at the deserted street, he immediately bent down into the alley.

After a long time of the rattling of ping-pong bells, he dragged this large pile of heavy things with difficulty to the mouth of the alley. Although he was sweating profusely and panting, he did not change his face of excitement, looking at these weapons and armor glowing with cold light under the street lamp, it was like looking at a pile of gold coins and gems glowing with colored light, and he smirked stupidly, and he fell to the ground.

"Eh, what are you doing with these things? Hmm, you must drink the best wine, play with the most beautiful woman, and then go to the casino to multiply it a few times with some money left, and then continue this kind of beautiful life of spending all day and drinking, the cycle goes on and on, and it never ends, hahahaha, I'm such a genius! I'm so happy......"

In the end, he was even moved to tears, immersed in a piece of happiness, and even ignored the hand next to him.

"Don't make a fuss, make me happy for a while!"

He grumbled and rubbed his teary eyes.

"I mean, man, thank you for going to such great lengths to help me get these things!"

"Hey, little things are small things. ”

The homeless man waved his hand casually, but suddenly woke up at this moment.

He hurriedly opened his eyes, but his front was already empty, and there was not a shadow of a weapon or armor.

Seconds later, a terrible howl rang out in the street.

"Despicable robbers!

In the next second, the howl stopped abruptly.

The homeless man looked at the air in front of him with a finger pointing at him, and his face was full of horror again.

"Hey, that's a nuisance!"

There was a sound on the other side of the hand, and the homeless man froze again.

A moment later, he came back to his senses again, scratched his head again, looked around again.

This time, his gaze quickly fixed on the noisy cabaret in the distance.

He returned to his usual posture, and the corners of his mouth were saliva again.

As always.