The Magic Thief Chapter 30:

Early summer in Frank City is the busiest season, and today this noisy city is even more crowded.

Because today is the day when the special envoy of the Kingdom of Derry left Frank to return home.

It's just that Prince Drizhi alone will not have the same appeal as it is now.

For the civilians in the capital, what really cares about is the young heir to Surthburg.

Almost everyone is convinced that the young heir’s journey is the same as the original Lord Eckert’s journey to the Kingdom of England. Unimaginable huge profits to buy that terrifying and powerful kingdom.

Everyone in the capital is waiting for the little earl to return triumphantly with a generous trophy.

For the nobles in the capital, participating in the grand farewell ceremony is undoubtedly a good time to deepen the relationship with the young earl.

In fact, the little heir of Searthburg has already become a pivotal figure in the Kingdom of France. Not only did the Presbyterian propose to grant him the title of Marquis, but the Holy See bestowed him with the title of Team Leader of the Knights of the Temple, and even his Majesty the Queen. He was honored as a teacher.

Know that this informal title is not that simple, it is even more difficult to obtain than the most noble and admirable titles.

To obtain this title, not only must His Majesty the King personally propose it, but also must be approved by the Elder's House. However, the ultimate trouble comes from the Magic Association. Only when the Magic Association recognizes it can this be truly effective.

The most difficult part of the Magic Association is the supreme wizards. They are not figures that can be bought by power and money.

Because of this, in the history of the Kingdom of France, only three people had this title before.

The three people are all big and earth-shattering.

The first person to receive this title was the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit, who was hailed by the world as the greatest magician of all time.

The most difficult thing to have the title of teacher is that there must be a prince who can be taught by your majesty.

Since he can be taught, the prince must not be too old.

And being taught by the instructor, then the prince must have the qualifications of a prince.

Fortunately, all conditions now exist.

There is a small life in the body of Her Majesty the Queen. The Archbishop personally predicted that it will be a prince. For this reason, the Holy See even sent two priestesses to take care of the pregnant Queen.

The former prince of the Kingdom of France, the first prince who was frail and sick, has been sick in bed like his father all day since he was frightened at the race meeting, and his condition is even worse than that of the king.

Therefore, in the eyes of almost all Francisans, when the baby is born, the crown of the prince will undoubtedly be transferred to his head immediately.

The establishment of the instructor, in turn, confirms this matter.

However, people in the capital have some speculations about whether the future king, who has not yet been born, really has the blood of His Majesty.

Because although the king was indulged in pleasure-seeking when he was young, the rumors that he continued to enjoy it have been talked about by the people in the capital.

However, the current king is already in his dying year, and he has been in a terrible condition after experiencing that shock. It is hard to imagine that he can still be as vigorous as he was when he was young.

In fact, the people in the capital even doubted whether their King had the essence of life.

So the identity of the prince is very suspicious.

The most suspicious object is undoubtedly the young teacher. His reputation for conquering women has spread to a lot of people before he was known to everyone.

According to the calculation of time, when the seed of life was planted in the Queen’s body, the little earl was indulging in magic research. Four wizards could prove it for him, which seemed a little different. Too normal.

What's more, there is another suspicious seeder, that is, the brother of His Majesty the King, His Royal Highness Prince Phillips.

The reason why the people in the capital would suspect him was because in the eyes of everyone, the prince would be the most powerful figure against the heir of Searthburg.

This will not only weaken his prestige, but also establish a new prince, which will undoubtedly set a difficult obstacle on his path to the throne.

It is clear that in the matter of replacing the prince, the court and the Holy See that were once opposed are now on the same line.

Therefore, His Royal Highness will make such an unwise choice, which will undoubtedly arouse the suspicion of everyone.

Because of this, many people privately speculate that the prince who is about to be born may be the result of another private transaction between Her Majesty the Queen and His Royal Highness.

Everyone in the capital had already heard some rumors. His Royal Highness was already very tired of his sons who had not succeeded or failed.

No doubt he also hopes to have an heir who can comfort him.

Maybe it is the best choice to make a new one with a suitable instructor.

Despite all suspicions, no one in the capital intends to reveal this matter.

Because in their opinion, this result is undoubtedly the most perfect. The struggle between the king and the prince for nearly half a century has been resolved by this method.

The prince who has not yet been born is undoubtedly an angel, and his arrival has resolved all crises.

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A long line of convoys waited on the Chanterungen Avenue.

People in the capital really like this prosperous street so much, as if any more meaningful activities should be held here.

Whether it is to greet or see off, for the people in the capital, the Shantron Avenue is always the most suitable starting point.

However, it is undeniable that this avenue does have unique conditions, because the most prestigious families in the capital all live here.

The long convoy can't see the end, this is the crowd to see off.

Officials from the Legal Affairs Department are waiting at every intersection. They must maintain order and prevent malicious troublemakers from appearing.

These officials are wearing bright armor and wide-brimmed shallow-bottom helmets on their heads. Although they are the worst soldiers on the battlefield, they look like they are dressed in orange shirts. Magnificent and arrogant.

On every avenue adjacent to Chanterungen Street, there are patrol cavalry riding tall horses looking everywhere. From a distance, they look inconspicuous, obviously not belonging to the noble family. The carriage was intercepted, and today's Chanterungen Avenue is completely closed to ordinary carriages.

On the buildings on both sides, there are members of the Legal Department's **** holding heavy military crossbows, closely monitoring every move around. Their crossbows have already been hooked on the bowstrings, but the arrows have not yet been placed on the bowstrings. That's it.

The rattling look really gives people a sense of security.

The farewell ceremony has not yet begun, so the flowers, ribbons, and scraps of paper that have been prepared are all set aside.

The citizens who watched the excitement also chatted in groups.

Only the team of Paladins at the forefront of the team, whether it is them or their horses, will always be as calm and rigid as a sculpture.

These paladins are lined up in two rows, but they are not used as ceremonial guards and decorations. They will act as guards and bodyguards before the crown prince of the Kingdom of Derry leaves the border of the Kingdom of France.

The Paladins are wearing the silver-white armor as always, and the round shield on their right arm is shining in the sunlight.

A long spear was placed on the right side of the horse and hung with the four-foot long sword.

Behind the paladin who was the **** were four spacious carriages.

It was a carriage specially used by the rich and aristocrats for long-distance travel. It was nearly twice as long as an ordinary carriage. There was an interesting thing like a balcony at the rear end near the rear of the carriage.

All the windows are close to the rear, and the spacious door can even let a horse through.

Among the four carriages, the last one belongs to Ruibo. At this moment, there is no one on the carriage. The envoy who is about to travel has not yet arrived. The prince of Lizhi is playing the protagonist of the farewell ceremony in the palace.

In fact, most of the carriages that followed were also empty. Those who saw them off were still in the palace at this moment to attend the grand farewell ceremony.

Not far from the motorcade is the famous Amberton Cathedral. In the foyer of the church, people who will be walking with the little heir of Searthburg are waiting there.

Kelller stood in the obscure dark corner as usual, while the madman Pete approached the window, reciting the poems seriously, which he wrote for the long journey, gorgeous words and passionate The text has attracted many clergymen to stop and watch.

In the small living room next to the lounge, Eckert and Freila are sitting face to face.

Freila was tasting tea on her own, while Eckert was sorting out a pile of papers there.

After a while, he stopped his work and pushed the pile of documents in front of Freira.

"This is all the work I can do for you. It's a pity that we didn't know much about the Kingdom of Drizhi before this. Most of the information here is obtained through the Holy See, which may be very much related to the real situation. However, the ins and outs of those influential big families in the Kingdom of Terry should never be mistaken. The information in this area should be of some help to you." Eckert sighed and said, this is what he has worked hard for. It turned out, but in his opinion, the information is obviously not enough.

"These things are meaningless to me. I would rather trust my instincts. What I have seen with my own eyes can tell me who will help us and who is hostile to us. "Freila said lightly: "I will leave these things to your students to deal with, he is already a veteran in this field, should be able to see something."

"You and I have different ways of doing things, and the style is completely embarrassing, but I trust your intuition. The boss once said that my brain and your eyes are his most precious treasure." Eckert Said with a smile.

"What does the boss have to say about this journey?" Freila asked lightly.

Eckert glanced at Freila and said slowly: "The boss just wants me to tell you and Ruibo, please take care of yourself."

Freila was silent for a moment when she heard this sentence, she recalled the true meaning contained in it, and after a while she asked faintly: "My disobedient brother, how is it now? ?Maybe I will never hear from him again."

"You never asked about this, so we never told you that your brother went to Yilei and is now working for the Holy See. He is very hardworking and has a strong faith, so he is highly valued by the bishops. It may not be long before he will be able to have a higher position."

"The boss arranged this way?" Freila asked disapprovingly.

"It’s not exactly the case. The boss did make some arrangements. He asked a bishop with a better friendship to take care of some of your younger brothers, but the goodwill he has now is entirely due to his own hard work. It’s not just the bishop who has a good impression of him.” Eckert said, and while talking about him, he looked at Freira’s expression. From Freira’s eyes, he saw a trace of relief and deepness. Sorrow.

Eckert does not intend to continue this topic because he knows very well that this will sadden Freila. In fact, that little brother used to be everything to her. In a sense, Ribo is just It's just a substitute.

Because of the past experience and the same experience, Ribo was very lucky to take the place of Freila’s younger brother. He easily acquired the love that Freila had suppressed for a long time. The concern and love of his younger brother.

But this younger brother just didn't understand the truth, his eyes were blinded by worldly notions, and his departure was undoubtedly a fatal blow to Freila.

Even after so many years, even if Freila's heart is full of love for Ruibo, the wound left at that time has not yet healed, it is already a wound that can never be healed.

"By the way, the boss and I have always kept Ribo from hiding something. The couple who raised him have passed away." Eckert said, and he moved the topic away.

"Did the boss arrange it?" Freila asked, her tone of voice very calm.

"You should be very clear, there is no need at all now," Eckert said, and he was very happy that Freila's attention had shifted from the sad topic.

"The boss gave the couple some money. The sailor used the money to buy a boat. He wanted to run his own fleet. Unfortunately, the **** of fate did not intend to make him a rich man. A storm struck the fleet, and few survivors, and the woman named Betty was also on board. She wanted to return to Southport to see the place where she had lived all her life." Eckert sighed heavily. He said in a sigh.

"The boss and you must be very worried, Ruibo will doubt this matter, worrying that he will think that you are killing people." Freila said lightly.

"According to Ribo’s character, he should not be so jealous, but we dare not place this bet. You should be very clear that now Ribo is very important. Neither the boss nor me are sure to be able to control it completely. Live him." Eckert said calmly.

"So you want to control him through me? You put hope on me?" Freila said with a sneer.

"Why do you have to say such blunt words about control? The boss treats Ruibo as his own grandson, and there is more teacher and student feelings between me and him." Eckert said with a smile. .

"I know the rules of this game, and I know the boss's expectations of Ruibo. The boss plans to use me to hold Ruibo tightly. Is he worried that his charm is not as good as his An old friend who is proficient in magic?" Freila said, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

"This is indeed something that the boss is worried about. You and I can see that he wants to retire, but he can't let go of this organization that he has spent countless efforts and costs. And Ruibo is obviously taking over for him to control the overall situation. The most suitable candidate, the boss very much hopes that he can take his place." Eckert said.

"Didn't you originally appointed you as your successor? Don't you feel lost when you were replaced by a student?" Freila said disapprovingly.

"You should be very clear about what I think. We grew up next to the boss and were trained by the boss together. You should know very well that I, like you, are not interested in this kind of life, because of this. He can only train me to be a clever liar."

"In fact, both you and the boss must be very clear. No matter how successful I am, I will be only a liar at best. I can’t be as strong as the boss, face minor troubles or make arrangements behind the scenes. Small conspiracy, my brain is useful enough, but if I face a big guy like Lomer, I’m afraid I can’t deal with it."

"I can be a good planner, but I will never be a good leader, not to mention the most important reason. For this reason, I can’t even match you. ."

"I am completely different from you and Ruibo. I am not a Nangang. The small port at the southern end of France has never belonged to me."

"Because of this, the boss has been worried that he will not be able to retire according to his wishes until Nangang is completely safe."

"In fact, you have always been the first heir in the boss’s mind. The only thing that hinders you is your younger brother. He made you like this, and the depressed you are obviously more unable to make The boss is completely relieved."

"So when Ribo appeared in front of the boss, when he successfully passed the trial, there was a new heir in the boss's heart, and when he broke out of the conspiracy again and again, at that time My heart has already made up my mind."

"You should have already discovered that Ribo has been in crisis several times. It is entirely because the boss deliberately let him go deep alone. The reason why the boss risked Ribo to be killed and the whole plan went bankrupt. It is exactly what he hopes that Ruibo can gain experience from this adventure, the same experience that ordinary people can't get when he was young."

"Ribo's performance makes him very satisfied, and what is more satisfying is undoubtedly that Ribo is gradually becoming the heir he needs in his plan."

"You should have already discovered that Ruibo now looks more and more like a head. His eyes, his attitude towards the world, and his response to crisis are all very similar to those of the head. The only difference The difference is probably that Ruibo appears to be too sharp."

"Although he learned the ability to hide himself in the dark from Kelller, he has not yet used this ability in the ordinary."

"He is like Kellle. When the two of them walked in the dark, they did disappear without a trace, but when they stood under the bright light, they looked too dazzling, like one The unsheathed dagger shone with a chilling edge." Eckert spoke openly.

"You don't plan to take over the position of the boss yourself, but you want to use Ribo to replace it?" Freila said coldly.

"Because he is undoubtedly the best choice." Eckert said affirmatively.

Freila didn't refute this time, she was silent and said nothing.

Eckert also remained silent. He carefully put the pile of documents into the document box.

Clearing everything up, Eckert said softly as if talking to himself: "There is one more thing, the boss hopes to be able to confirm whether the child in the belly of Her Majesty the Queen is a seed planted by Ribo. ?"

"Why is there such a suspicion?" Freila asked calmly.

"The two priestesses have a very rich experience. According to their report, Her Majesty the Queen has been extremely indulgent in recent days, and her lewd life has left an indelible mark on her body. And none of this is absolutely indelible. It may be left behind by the dying king, and the relatively energetic prince could not be so thorough."

"And judging from the traces, it is a **** who is proficient in this way that caused all of this. Those wind liu methods all sounded like you were taught." Eckert said, his mouth hanging from the corners of his mouth. Obvious smile.

"Why do you think I know the truth?" Freila asked again.

"Because you are an expert in this area, Ruibo can hide anyone’s eyes, but he will definitely expose flaws in front of you, and we believe that you have enough means to force things out of your students The truth about it." Eckert said with a smile.

"How many people know about this now?" Freila asked.

"This news is very tightly controlled. It was the Archbishop who told me about this matter. According to him, the two priestesses were sent by the Pope himself. This news was also told by the Pope. , He is sure that there will not be many people who know this, and everyone will be tight-lipped." Eckert said.

"The pope will send the two priestesses if he has doubts," Freila said disapprovingly.

"You know very well that there are many things that are secrets under the sun, and the Holy See has no reason to expose them. This will only benefit them." Eckert said with a smile.

"Why are you asking me if you have already guessed?" Freila asked coldly.

"Guessing is always just guessing, and a clear answer has to be obtained from your mouth. In addition, this is also equivalent to a transaction between the boss and the pope, and the content of the transaction is the intelligence in each other's hands." Eckert said.

"Since you want the answer, then I will give it to you. Your guess is not wrong. The kid is indeed the result of Ruibo's hard work. This is also a deal. It will definitely not be more noble than yours. It's not dirty either." Freila said with a smile likewise.

Eckert was not surprised by Freila's frankness. He smiled faintly and nodded slowly.

"What else is there to order from the boss?" Freila asked.

"There is only one thing, but I think Ribo is already working on it." Eckert replied.

"Is the agreement between the boss and the old Miss Medin?" Freila asked again.

"It is not just the request of the old Miss Medin, just like the Queen needs a prince to consolidate her position, the boss and Miss Medin also need a small heir to consolidate their two Alliance. In addition, that little heir will also be a guarantee of safety. After all, Ruibo's current situation, whether it is the boss or the old lady, is not very optimistic. In order to be foolproof, they need a little baby. Of course, a few more babies would be better, at least the old lady thinks so." Eckert said calmly.

"The two little girls who will follow you back to the south may bring you unexpected surprises. This is all I can do, and your students have also tried their best. It depends on the arrangement of the **** of destiny and see if he intends to let a new life be born in the world. As for Randy, there is still a lot of time before entering the border of Derry to the kingdom. If you go slowly, it will take at least half a month. Only then can she arrive, I think during this period of time, she will have many opportunities to get her wish." Freila said calmly.

But that kind of deliberately pretended calmness can't hide Eckert's eyes at all.

What he saw was a deep loss.

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Suddenly, there were three loud bugles in the distance, followed by the neat drumbeats and military music of the trumpeter digging into everyone's ears.

The sound of military music interrupted everyone's conversation, and the protagonist of the farewell ceremony finally arrived.

Eckert and his party came out of the cathedral.

I saw that there were already a lot of people on the Chanterungen Avenue.

The windows on both sides also stick out countless heads.

The colorful silk ribbons flutter in the wind.

The colorful shreds of paper are flying all over the sky like snowflakes.

In addition to these fluttering things flying in the air, there are also bunches of bouquets.

The peony flowers, peony flowers, and zinnias filled the entire street. All they represent are blessings of smooth sailing.

At this moment of separation, there is really no better embellishment to accompany them.

Freila saw from a distance that Ribo was already in the carriage, and it was Miss Randy who followed him closely.

At this moment, Miss Randy looked generous and generous. From her demeanor, we can see that the noble education that the old Miss Medin has given her over the years can also fully see what she has. Of noble blood.

The kind of gentleness, the kind of elegance, the kind of nobility that comes from the blood of the Medin family.

I don't know why Freila looked at Miss Randy, and the sense of loss in her heart became stronger. She didn't even realize that she took a step back quietly.

However, Eckert blocked her retreat. He gently took Freila's arm with great grace and led her to the front of the carriage.

People in the capital have already heard of the beautiful mistress next to the little heir of Surthburg.

At this moment, Freila was standing in front of everyone, and her beauty immediately conquered the hearts of countless men.

The beauty that is omnipresent, the thick indelible charm, such a stunningly beautiful stunner, makes many people almost tempted to rush forward.

Even the cabinet ministers who had been talking with the little heir of Surthburg, saw Miss Freira come with a lightly twisted waist, and they seemed to be in despair.

Freila's appearance made Ruibo a headache. He didn't know why Freila deliberately used her coquettish appearance to confuse those onlookers who were unable to resist.

She doesn't need to be this way enough to make everyone intoxicated by the charm she has.

Seeing this apparently out of control scene, Ribo can only regard it as Freila's mischievous temperament at work.

He hurriedly stuffed this charming goblin, which is absolutely lethal for men, into the carriage.

And he himself took advantage of the momentum to say hello to the two cabinet ministers who were standing there desperately, and got into the carriage together.

This carriage is made for traveling. The carriage is very spacious. The carriage is divided into two compartments. The front is the bedroom for sleeping. The thick wooden board can effectively isolate the sound without being affected by noisy horseshoes. Sleep of the person riding inside.

The rear part of the carriage is no different from an ordinary carriage, but the windows on both sides are very large, so the inside of the carriage is extraordinarily bright.

There is a thin translucent screen between the thick curtains of lake green velvet and the window glass.

Everything inside is also very elegant. The white painted walls are smooth and flat. The complicated and beautiful laces posted on the edges are the most popular styles in Beijing recently.

There are collages inlaid with enamel everywhere on the ceiling or on the chairs.

The table in the center is surrounded by gilded flat copper wires. The densely packed copper wires form a strange picture.

The carriage seat was covered with thick camel hair, but Freila took all the camel hair away and stuffed it into the drawer under the seat. In the early summer season, these soft cushions were obviously already Some are out of season.

There is also an escalator at the rear of the carriage leading to the roof, and you can even stretch your body on the "balcony" when you are tired.

Looking at such an exquisite and thoughtful arrangement, Ruibo had to admire the designer's good intentions.

But this kind of enjoyment is not something that everyone can enjoy. If it weren't for the light of those royal family members, I'm afraid he hasn't had the opportunity to increase his knowledge.

Ribo praised him for a while, when suddenly there was a tapping sound from the window glass.

Ribo gently opened the window door, and to his surprise, Fanny and Justine were standing in front of him.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say yes, don't you come to see me off?" Ribo asked softly.

As he was worried, he saw the eyes of the two girls filled with crystal tears.

Fanny and Justine didn't say a word, tears flowed down their cheeks.

There is no need to say anything at this moment, everything is silent.

Suddenly the girl rushed towards Ruibo, and they hugged Ruibo's neck tightly.

The very affectionate kisses replaced any farewell words.

"If you can't come back to us safely, we will resent you forever." Justin's crying words came from my ears.

Hearing these words, a warm current flowed in Ribo's chest.

He had a thousand words in his heart to say, but when the words reached his mouth, he was blocked by a deep sadness, and he couldn't tell them at all.

"Okay, okay, two little girls, I will watch this guy and remind him of the time to come back." Freila's head was stretched out from the window, and she smiled and said, "Crying is only at the funeral. The above is useful, you should bless us with a smile to bless us a safe journey. The temporary distance is not to cut off the friendship between you, but to condense your thoughts. When Ruibo returns, you will find With the passage of time, how rich the interest of this love is."

Freila is indeed an expert at gag, and her words immediately made the two little girls, Fanny and Justine laugh.

The sadness of parting was concealed by a smile, but Ribo clearly saw that there were still traces of sadness under that smile.

"Tell me what kind of gift you want? I will help you squeeze Ribo's wallet as much as possible." Freila continued to joke.

Her words erased the last trace of sadness on the faces of the two little girls.

"We don't want any gifts. We only want you two to be safe and smooth." Justine said with a smile, but there were still tears on her face.

"What do you mean by involving me? I won't give any gifts, and my promise is of no use at all." Freila said deliberately disapprovingly.

This time Fanny and Justine hugged Freira's neck, and gave her a affectionate kiss.

"The two of us have always regarded you as the closest sister, dear sister, your sister is waiting for your return." The two little girls said at the same time, it is obvious that the two of them have been brewing for a long time.

Freila, who originally seemed to be disapproving of anything, suddenly shook her whole body, her body became stiff, and her face looked a little sluggish.

After a while, she gradually returned to the original look, but there was a touch of relief and a touch of warmth in her eyes.

Ribo, who stood on the side, looked at everything in front of him, he only hoped that time would stop there.

But this is obviously an ability he doesn't have, and he can't even stop the messy people from destroying this wonderful and warm moment.

The uninvited guest who didn't know what was good or bad was the Marquis of Faroul from the Legal Department, and behind him stood a string of business friends.

Ribo was surprised that he actually saw a trace of reluctance on the faces of these people.

Although he can also guess what is the reason for this, even these villains who are only profitable are for the talents he has, in order to temporarily not be able to get more wealth from him.

However, this self-interested reluctance is not hypocritical after all.

This moved him more or less.

"Oh—my friend, before you arrive in the capital, I never imagined that one day I would be so reluctant to be separated from you." The Marquis Faroul said sadly, what his chubby face possessed The sad expression is the strongest.

These words also made Ruibo very emotional, thinking that at the beginning, this Lord Marquis was the representative of those tit-for-tat enemies.

It's like he didn't expect to have today.

Neither Mr. Hyde nor he had expected that in the end the Director of the Law Department would say goodbye to himself.

What is even more unimaginable is that he will be one of the most reluctant figures in the capital.

"Mr. Eckert will work with you instead of me. His wisdom is far above me. He used to be my teacher. Most of the knowledge I have comes from his teaching." Ribo said.

"Oh—yes, every one of us here will definitely follow Lord Eckert’s advice. From Your Excellency, we are very clear about the gap between the wisdom of experts and those of us. Huge." Marquis Faroul said immediately.

The offenders who followed him also nodded. Obviously, the self-depreciation of the Attorney General did not disgust them.

Ribo originally wanted to say something about the parting scene, but suddenly a pillar of fire fell from the sky to interrupt his topic.

When the pillar of fire hit the ground, the flames flew in all directions.

The flying flames drove the big men who were seeing off one after another to flee.

But it hasn't waited for everyone to escape, the pillar of fire appears like it suddenly appears, and suddenly disappears without a trace.

Ribo naturally knows what happened. In fact, he was full of envy and desire for it.

Although the person who can perform this kind of magic is the most terrifying enemy for him, he still admires and admires the power possessed by that arrogant and greedy wizard.

The light of the fire dissipated to reveal the figure of the court mage Waki.

He is still so arrogant, his chin is always raised high, and he always looks at people with the afterlight of that eye.

Vatch came over reluctantly. He carried an ordinary travel suitcase in his hand. The skin of the cooked cowhide looked quite old, and the handle was worn badly because it was used for too long.

"This is what your teacher asked me to send you. He doesn't have time to see you off." Waqi said coldly, and he threw the travel suitcase over.

"Master, how is your research going?" Ribo couldn't help but ask after taking the suitcase.

Watch snorted disapprovingly and said, "What's the use of telling you how you are progressing? Can you help us?"

Speaking of this, Vatch turned his back, and in an instant his body turned into a bright red flame.

The flame burst into the sky with a "boom". This is a unique ability he possesses.

Looking at the distant fireball, watching the traces of the bright and dazzling sun, Ruibo secretly sighed, when will he be able to possess such strength.

After losing his soul for a while, Ribo turned his attention back to the suitcase in his hand.

He gently opened the suitcase, which was densely packed with various potions.

Most of them possess magical powers, and some of them can even breathe life into the wounded and dying.

Others are potions used to deal with difficult opponents. Ruibo knows very well that according to the temperament of Teacher Mask, he does not like to make these extremely vicious things that are used to harm people.

What this suitcase contains is undoubtedly the strong teacher-student friendship that a teacher has for his disciples.

Watch’s departure seemed to have brought an end to the farewell ceremony.

A loud trumpet sounded.

The military band marched slowly on the drums.

Ribo had to return to the carriage.

He opened the window and waved his arms vigorously.

His eyes looked at Fanny and Justine who were following along by the carriage running together.

Behind them is Eckert.

Although Eckert didn't wave to him, Riber saw the blessed look in his eyes.

The carriage gradually speeded up, and Fanny and Justine gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of the carriage. Eckert hugged the two little girls, and Ribo saw Fanny and Justine thinking hard from a distance. To break free from Eckert's obstruction.

Ribo's eye circles were a little wet, and he retracted his body into the window.

The cheers and blessings outside are meaningless to him at this moment.

Ribo gently untied the curtains. He needed to be quiet and use loneliness to dilute the sadness of parting.

Just as he slowly closed the curtains, the carriage passed through an intersection.

A carriage stopped at the crossroads, and the yellow tarp could not hide the conspicuous royal sign.

A woman stood beside the carriage. She was wearing a cloak and plain clothes, but there was no way to conceal all of this, her beautiful appearance and extraordinary temperament.

That is the majesty that the supreme can possess.

And now, this majesty is all overshadowed by the warmth of parting.

The woman waved her right arm gently, while her left hand slowly stroked her abdomen.

The crossroads passed by, and the figure of the woman was quickly left behind.

Ribo drew the curtain gently.