The Wizard World: 136 Encounter 1

Angle closed his eyes slightly and groaned for a moment. {http:

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In the cabin, the breathing of the two people is mixed with the sound of the waves outside the cabin, but the environment seems more quiet.

Villette stared nervously at Angle, her hands hanging to the sides and she didn't know how to put it.

"How is Yuri now? When you disembarked with him, was he going to Whitefang Castle?" Angri asked suddenly.

"Yes, I have nothing to do with him," Williet hurriedly answered, "but then I heard that he joined a group of apprentices stationed in the station. Now I don't know how it is." >

Angele nodded, and opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely peaceful.

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

Villette's eyes flashed with despair suddenly, and her original red face was pale.

"You ... don't really need to think about it again?" Her voice was trembling, and her body was trembling slightly.

"I'm sorry." Angele was calm. "Realistically, your qualifications are too bad. If I serve as my servant, I need to train you fully in accordance with the obligation to exchange, but the first-level qualifications, I want to train you to advance, I need to pay too much More than enough to delay my own progress. So ... sorry.

With Angelle's explanation, Willett's face grew paler.

"Are you not interested in me? I can cooperate with you! Anything! Really!" Tears had already fainted in her eyes, and her voice became begging. "This is the last hope. My family ... my father ..." she said incoherently.

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

It took a while for her mood to stabilize.

"I remember that your father was once a formal wizard. In this way, you should also be the blood of a second-generation wizard. How could there be only one level of qualifications?" Angle frowned slightly and asked again. .

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

Angel suddenly thought of something.

"What is your mother's relationship with your father?" he continued.

"It's my father's sister." Willett whispered.

It turns out that it was a close relative who got married and had children. Angle was clear.

This is a common phenomenon in wizarding families. In order to pursue the purity of bloodline, in order to improve the chance of the next generation of wizards.

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But in order to continue the family of the next generation, this tradition has never changed. Many shaman families are either married to each other or are united within the family.

It looks. Willette is the product of this system. And her father is probably unfortunately unlucky. Of the children born, only her is qualified. This made her bear such a heavy burden at a young age.

"What about your father?" Angelle asked.

Villette's face suddenly appeared a touch of wood.

"Dead ..."

Angele no longer asks, you can imagine. This must be another family's sad history of blood and tears. He didn't want to get involved in such complicated matters too much.

"This way, although I ca n’t accept you, after all, we were once a companion. I still have a bottle of Ningshen potion here, which can improve mental strength." Angele took out a glass with the thickness of his index finger from his waist pocket Small pipes. Inside was a pale yellow turbid potion like a broth.

Here is a tube of Ningshen's potion he tried to prepare recently, using a regular prescription. It's not a substitute you're looking for, it's 100% complete. Although it costs a bit. However, he now has enough magic stones, but he doesn't worry about it very much. He first prepares the genuine product so that he can compare it with his future substitutes.

Potion is placed on the table of mahogany. Under the light of the oil lamp, a very ordinary luster was reflected.

But Williet stared at the potion tightly, and her eyes became eager again. As if looking at the most beautiful thing in the world.

Suddenly, she gently grasped the edge of the skirt with both hands and slowly lifted it upwards. Shy and seductive.

"Hold it, you can go out." Angele frowned, and said lightly. "I don't need your money as compensation."

Villette nodded, lowered her head, and stood still for a long while, before she came over to pick up the potion on the table.

"Thank you for your generosity, so I will leave first." She whispered.

"Well." Angele nodded and picked up the quill again.

Villette turned to pick up the cloak on the ground, opened the door and went out quietly.

With the door closing slowly, there was an unstoppable crying sound outside the door. With the rapid footsteps, the cry slowly moved away and gradually disappeared.

Angele shook his head.

"There is so much helplessness in this world." He sighed and refocused on the sheepskin roll in front of him.

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On the vast blue sea. A large ship with blue and white stripes was solitary sailing on the ocean, and the three white sails were blown by the wind, constantly shaking.

On the surface of the sea, like a little white sesame on a pure blue curtain, it swayed in the wind and waves, looking unusually 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.

The sailors walked around them, constantly busy, responsible for stabilizing the hull, adjusting the sails and heading.

Angel was in a black robe, standing quietly on the side of the ship. The white-robed wizard Temora also stood by his side, and the two had just concluded a debate about the interference response caused by the interaction of force fields.

"By the way, a little thing may need your help," Angele said.

"What's the little thing? The girl who sneaked into your cabin a few days ago? Oh no, it should be a woman now." Temora blinked at him and smiled ambiguously.

"I didn't touch her, but she used to be a companion I knew, so if she has any problems with her family in the Andean Alliance, I would like to ask you to help me out." Angle calmly.

"Okay, you are so boring." Temora shrugged. "For the strong, we are able to dominate the height of mortals, so you don't have to restrain yourself, if you want me , The girl came to the door. Isn't it possible to play casually during this voyage? There are many tricks I have never played before, hehe.

"Just don't want to be overly addicted," Angelle replied lightly.

"What's this? We are wizards, we are standing in the high-end of the world. For example, I have an aunt who is only thirty-nine and has already received the fifteenth male pet. As long as not The big rules that undermine the wizarding world, mortals and everything, are just weak ants. "Temora's tone clearly shows that the wizards of the Dark Witch Land have a high attitude towards the mortal world.

"It may be different living habits." Angle smiled slightly and did not argue with him. This is a fundamental issue of values ​​of life.

"Okay, I promise you that, when I arrived in the Andes and talked to a few friends." Tamora nodded helplessly, looked up at a black crystal watch on his lower wrist, "It's two o'clock in the afternoon, my meditation It ’s time, let ’s go back first. ”

"Well." Angele nodded.

Temora turned and left quickly. Angele was left alone standing on the side of the ship, watching the seascape silently.

He has also rumored some rumors about him and Willet from the mouths of sailor apprentices these days, saying that Willet is already his imprisonment and will go to his cabin every night.

He is too lazy to explain. Such rumors can also protect Willet, a woman who is a formal sorcerer, and even if it is only a temporary interest, no one dares to offend it. After all, the wizards have strange tempers, and the way of killing is even more strange. Anyway, such rumors had little effect on him.

A little while later, the hull gradually stabilized and the wind and waves were much smaller.

The sailors also started to clean up their fishing nets, ready to pick up seafood to eat.

"One, two, three! Up !!!!"

"One, two, three! Up !!!!"

"Fight hard !!!"

"Tom! Hurry up on your side !!!"

"Hi! Another web !! Haha!"

A muscled sailor cheered loudly and began to put away his net. Several other idle sailors laughed and went to help.

A rattle, a net of live fish and shrimp was immediately thrown onto the deck. The seawater wetted a large deck, then flowed out along the drain, leaving a large gray water stain on the wooden board.

Silver fish, white and translucent shrimp, shell sea urchin, and a red meat ball-like creature.

Angele stepped over and squatted, pointing at a red meat ball in the net.

"What is this?"

"Ballfish, this is red ballfish, sir." A sailor hurried to him and answered respectfully. "It can be used to make minced meat soup. It's better to put in eggplant," he added.

The rest of the sailors who were closing the net also quickly stopped their movements, bowed down and saluted, with a restrained and awed expression on their faces.

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

He reached out his finger and poked at this fist-sized red meat ball.

The surface of the meatball is like a ball, cold, and a little tough, but more like a soft leather ball that is not inflated. The appearance is dark red, and there are layers of fine folds.

In the middle of the meatball, there are no eyes, noses, ears, or anything else, just a big mouth, thick lips next to each other like two red sausages.

"Master, please be careful, this ball will spit water and sand." A sailor reminded.

Angele nodded, reached out and pressed the mouth of the meatball. The thing suddenly flattened, and a sip of water sprayed towards Angele. (To be continued ...)

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