Original Wizard

You can search for “the original wizard Miaobi Pavilion” in 100 degrees to find the latest chapter!

“The flame spreader, what do you mean?”

Carosso asked tentatively with the urge to be eager to have a try in his eyes.

“We can give it a try and use Milne as a pilot. In the center of the most dangerous enemy’s ruling center, instigate their ruling cornerstones. Dare you?”

Ace stared at Warren and Carosso, and said every word.

Carosso, who was born in gladiatorial slaves, hates the rule of the goddess. In addition, the hunting wilderness is chased by the gods like a stray dog, which makes him hate the gods. For things that can dig the gods to rule the corner, he is impatient Said: “why not dare.”

Warren was a little cautious. He thought about replied: “We currently have a two-headed operation model throughout Milne. Carosso and I each hold half of the roster and conduct isolated top-down single-line management.

Even if one of us is destroyed, the other will not be affected.

I propose to use a thread in my hand to experiment, first spread a few magic books in a small area to try. “

In Milne City, in order to conceal oneself, every wizard apprentice gave himself a code name. Apart from developing his own Senior, no one in theory knows his real name and identity.

If it is exposed, it is most likely that his Senior is also exposed.

In the 9th block of Milne City, gangsters, female sexies, alcoholics, fugitives, and gamblers all gather here. This is the place where the public order of Milne is the most chaotic. It is called Milne’s sewers, even the most wise political officials. Thanks for not being sensitive to managing this place.

In the 9th block, in the southwest corner, a low and gloomy room was corroded by acid in a large cellar, and two people were whispering in the cellar.

“Witt, this is an opportunity that only happens every 3 years, you have to grasp it.”

Said a somewhat hoarse middle-aged male magnetic voice.

A moment of silence.

“Witt, what are you hesitating? Can’t bear that beautiful noble girl? You can be romantic with her for a while, but you are basically impossible to be with. You are an apprentice wizard, you can only hide in this dirty drain, cautiously. Studying magic. Once the disciplined find out, they will be hanged on a dead tree outside the city.”

The hoarse voice seemed a little tired and angry. He gasped hard, tried to restrain his mood, and continued speaking to the silent Werther in a gentle tone.

“You are the most innate talent wizard apprentice I have ever seen. You are a natural overclocker. You have been promoted from a junior apprentice to an intermediate apprentice in less than a year, and your thinking is quick and your brain-burning logic is dazzling. Mathematics is as simple as adding firewood to you.

You are my pride, Werther, the luckiest thing in my life is to find you.

Go to the tower, where is the real magic society, where we are not rats in the gutter, but respected apprentice wizards, bloodline will no longer be noble there, only knowledge and magic are respectable. “

A very clear voice sounded in the cellar: “I also yearn for the tower, I also yearn for living in the sun, but I can’t leave here, can’t leave Misha. Misha is different from those aloof and remote nobles, she is pure And a kind, good girl, I want to be with her. Misha’s parents have already said that as long as I can become a citizen, they are willing to marry Misha to me.”

The hoarse voice seemed to be irritated by Werther. He gasped hard and took deep breaths to keep himself calm instead of growling.

“Think for yourself. If you missed this time, it will be the next 3 years. But this is the case with the youngster. If you don’t hit the wall, you don’t know how to look back.”

At this moment, the hoarse-voiced magic book suddenly became hot, and he changed the pendant’s magic book back to its original appearance, looking at the last page of the text in silence.

“What happened, Mr. Turtledove.”

Witte asked with some confusion.

“Your chance is here, Witte.”

The hoarse voice showed Witt the last page of the magic book, and said mixed feelings.

In the evening, the middle-aged wizard apprentice code-named “turtle dove” instructed Witt, using the existing magic book to exchange the ceremony for a new magic book.

Witte exchanged out a new magic book, engraved with dense straight lines, forming a complex dizzying and unidentified pattern, and then flashed away, leaving only a 6-point star design on the cover.

With a cold touch and a smooth paper surface, Werther touched the magic book a little fondly, which would make him and Misha an inseparable intersection.

Mr. “Turtle Dove” looked at Witt and said solemnly:

“Witt, I must tell you a fundamental principle. You must never reveal your identity. No matter you want to develop anyone into your own descendant, you must not reveal your true identity. This is a principle summed up by countless apprentices and wizards at the cost of their lives.

You must give yourself a code name, and learn the secondary face transformation and secondary body shape transformation to create a brand new image for yourself. In 2 months, there will be an underground gathering in our district. I hope you can I can’t recognize it. “

After speaking, Mr. “Turtle Dove” wrapped the gray cloth robe, walked into the deep alley in the evening sunset, and quickly disappeared.

Three days later, Werther exchanged from the magic book and learned secondary facial transformation and secondary figure transformation. He got a citizen costume, azure robe red ribbon, his body became sturdy, full beard, and no one else Walked to Misha’s house.

At night, Witt quietly threw the magic book into Misha’s boudoir and added seduction magic. Misha, who had just taken a shower, wore a white gauze robe and walked back to the boudoir with bare feet on the wooden floor.

“The disgusting Witte hasn’t come to me for 3 days. If you don’t come to me again, I…I will ignore him for one day.”

Misha pouted her ruddy mouth, her face was full of displeasure, her expression hesitated and tangled, and after a while she seemed to have made some kind of great tolerance, and she whispered softly.

“If Witte dares to come tonight, I will ignore him for a long time.”

She was completely immersed in her own little emotions, not in the mood to care about others.

Outside the window, Werther hid the azure robe red ribbon, transformed into a gray cat and applied a secondary light spirit technique to himself, standing dexterously on a branch outside, looking at Misha.

“Misha is angry, she is so cute.”

The gray cat looked at his lover intoxicated, thinking in his heart.

Misha crawled on the head of the bed and took out a small conch from under the pillow. It was a birthday gift from Witte. Witte told her that if there was anything she wanted to tell him, she could directly speak to the conch. Witte would Hear.

She lay on the bed holding the small conch, and said softly: “I really want to miss my Witte, my Witte must become a citizen quickly, and then marry me.”