Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 482: Language
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"Wow, brother, you came to see me!" Just after knocking on the door, Locke hadn't seen what's going on inside, and a figure swooped over.
Christine, like a sloth, sits straddling Locke's waist, saying nothing to come down.
When he saw this, Locke patted Christine's head dozingly.
"Where is your room?" With the sticky girl hanging around her waist, she turned around and asked Angelina awkwardly.
Angelina’s usual little temperament will only play a role when she is alone with Locke. When there are outsiders or other women present, she will always put on a generous image, which is beneficial to taking care of Locke. Her face is also beneficial to set off her status as the first lady.
This kind of action works well, at least the two daughters Grace and Xia Qian did not give birth to any resistance, but subconsciously thought that Angelina was the right wife for granted.
The reason is that the two of them are older than Locke, the family is not the right household, and they are exiled ladies and ordinary civilians. They are much worse than Princess Angelina Faustin's aura.
Angelina didn't answer Locke's words, but went to another door near Leah's room, muttered the spell silently, and opened the door.
Well, it turns out that a few women live together, and everyone is neighbors.
This situation is what Locke most wants to see. Who doesn't want his harem to be harmonious.
This evening, Locke spent a comfortable night. In the first half of the night, he was accompanied by Angelina, and in the middle of the night, he went to Grace and Xia Qian. In the second half of the night, he just lay on his sister Leah’s side. Within two minutes, Christine, Nizi, sneaked over and got into Leah’s bed and couldn't survive.
"I won't drive you away, as for." Seeing Christine's stubbornness, Locke smiled bitterly.
Don’t blame Christine for her stalking. When Locke fought Grace a few hours ago, how could Grace not agree to serve Locke with Christine, her face was even more.
Grace disagreed, there was no way, Christine had to go back to the room and sleep by herself.
This girl may be both vindictive and magical. She always has a rebellious mood. She always wants to try what it feels like to be with Locke with her aunt. This makes her well-educated and once had the status of a countess. How can Grace agree.
Christine certainly won't be driven away, Locke spoiled her, so Leah was guilty.
Because it is Locke’s sister, Leah’s position in this family is very special. Angelina usually has no temper with Leah. Speaking of which, among Locke’s women, Angelina and Leah have the best relationship. Ok.
After Christine broke in in the second half of the night, Leah's face was thin and did not continue to linger with Locke. She found the quilt again, curled up in a corner of the bed, and quietly looked at the battle between Locke and Christine.
The physique of the knight is stronger than the average person, the scale of the battle between the two is large, and the fierceness of the battle. Seeing Leah's calf weakening, it is also today that she knows the strength of her brother's combat effectiveness.
A good night can always give people an endless aftertaste. This guy Locke is like this. After daybreak, several women got up one after another. Only this guy still stayed in bed and refused to get up.
"Locke, we are going to class. There is the breakfast I left for you in the kitchen." Outside the door, Leah said with a blushing face. Locke's condition at this time was extremely indecent, and Little Locke was exposed on the quilt. Outside.
"Oh, I got it." Locke nodded and replied.
After the women left with them, they noticed that Christine was still hugging herself, but Locke slapped Christine's **** and asked, "Why don't you go to class? "
The noise is quite loud, but Locke’s shots don’t hurt at all, on the contrary, there is a sense of flair.
Christine hummed and said, "The class has no meaning at all. Why don't you teach me how to be grudge interesting."
After speaking, Christine also popularized Locke about the content of her usual class.
"Um, that's really boring." Locke nodded in agreement after hearing this. He really couldn't understand that an anatomy class would take a whole day, and a crystal ball was used to record the limbs and organs of anatomical creatures.
That’s fine, and what’s even more unacceptable is that an equivalent formula for energy application requires guidance of the magician to spend two boards to introduce it. The apprentices below have to talk to the instructor. After the class, understand and digest the knowledge in class.
Don't talk about energetics formulas, just learning a language and writing is enough for Locke to toss. Many advanced magical knowledge books use words and symbols. Locke has never touched.
Some are passed from the Wizard Continent, and some are more exaggerated by those powerful and knowledgeable second and third-level magicians who have researched and created themselves.
Don't look at this girl, Christine, who looks a little unsuccessful. It is absurd to not go to accompany Locke in today's class. In fact, she has mastered at least six languages. This is the effect of studying in Santa this year.
The Sacred Tower is indeed a cradle for nurturing magicians. I really want to take Christine away from the Sacred Tower. The speed of her Mage’s upgrade is at least three times slower than outside.
"Since you are not going to class today, then I will accompany you to practice fighting spirit. By the way, I will visit the Ashar Mage with me later." Locke said.
"Okay." Christine hugged Locke's neck, felt Locke's stubbornness, and said indifferently.
This girl's magician level has reached the level where there is only a layer of window paper left from the senior apprentice. Otherwise, she couldn't easily break Leah's prohibition outside the room last night and sneak in.
The level of fighting spirit is not low, it seems that Christine has not pulled down her own fighting spirit practice this year.
"This is for you." Locke handed Christine a superb blood essence.
He has two of these things. One is for Lafite and the other is for Christine. Locke has always been very caring about his woman.
In the afternoon, Locke went to visit the Mage Ashar.
The one hundred and twenty-second floor of the holy tower, if it weren't for a temporary ID card, Locke wouldn't be able to get close to this place. Those on the 100th floor of the holy tower were all powerful magicians above the second level.
The second-level magician can occupy one floor of living space in the holy tower. This one hundred and twenty-second floor is the site of the Ashar magician. There are more than ten rooms, three alchemy rooms, two element pools, A cultivation room, a plantation...
Plus the countless experimental equipment and magical materials that matched it, good fellow, this is several times more luxurious than Master Kayla.
The holy tower needs to ensure the ability to attract high-level magicians. These things are nothing more than to tie up a second-level magician and pull her into her chariot.
This is the case with the second-level magicians. Presumably, the attraction of the Holy Tower to the third-level magicians is stronger. I don’t know what the cost of the Holy Tower and the tower owner is to win over those third-level magicians in the western three islands. They.
Several dark magic plants, a broken black warrior corpse, dozens of dark energy spars collected by Locke, and some secular gold and silver jewelry. This is what Locke brought to the Ashar wizard. All the gifts that came.
"Huh? This thing is good, where did it come from?" After being promoted to the second-level magician, the Ashar magician gave Locke the feeling like a cloud of invisible black mist, this is the body elemental zone One of the effects of coming.
"It's the trophies of slaying an East Coast Deathstroke Necromancer." Locke answered honestly.
I heard that Mage Ashar waved away the dark elements around him, revealing his original face, still cold and beautiful.
The gorgeous black robe can't hide the snow-white skin and beautiful face of Mage Ashar.
Locke is not polite and dare not look blindly. He knows the temper of this moody wizard.
The wreckage of the black warrior really aroused great interest from the magician Ashar. She didn't care if Locke was still at her house, and with a wave of her finger, she controlled the wreckage of the black warrior and flew towards her laboratory. Let's study it.
Seeing this, Locke gestured to Christine to let her go back by herself first, then got up and followed the Mage Ashar into the laboratory.
Compared with the laboratory many years ago, the laboratory has changed greatly, but the understanding between the two has not changed much.
Locke was familiar with helping Ashar magician to put the wreckage of the black warrior on the experimental table, while Ashar magician picked up a depth microscope and said to Locke as usual, "Open a hole in its head, Don’t damage the brain inside."
"Okay." Locke nodded and said, and gathered his fighting spirit on his fingertips, carefully cutting it directly above the black warrior's brain.
This kind of operation that destroys the brain's epidermis without hurting the inside is very delicate. Fortunately, Locke has been promoted to a knight, otherwise he can't help Asha's magician to do so.
In the course of the experiment, Locke even used a little bit of Jian Qi.
Two hours later.
After such a long time of high-precision experiments, Locke’s nose oozes a little sweat, his body muscles are not tired, and mental exhaustion is the most important thing. Locke deeply understands that you cut off someone’s The head is easy, but it is tiring to study this head.
Especially when I meet the Mage Ashar again, this kind of rigorous work is for people who have more knowledge of truth.
After such a long experiment, the Mage Asha is calm and calm.
"The control of the soul is inadequate, and the control efficiency of the puppet is at best 11.3%. While the death element strengthens the body's strength, it also corrupts the vital structure of the brain." Ashar mage commented politely. "This is a failed puppet!"
Listening to such comments by Ashar Mage, Locke nodded and said, "The Necromancer also said before the battle, this is a semi-finished product."
"Huh, semi-finished product? In my eyes, it's just a broken toy. Such a good material is wasted." Mage Ashar sneered.
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The scale of this chapter is relatively large. Xiaodou has been warned twice by the editor before. If he is shot at this level, he will really not write these plots in the future. Even if he writes, he will be in the group when he builds a book friend group. Make a fool of yourself.
So pray, don't 404 this time.