Wizard: Sign In To The Extraordinary Potion At The Beginning

There were only the two of them in the entire hall. Angelet sat alone on a chair and slowly drank Sidian milk tea.

"I'm not kidding." He put down the translucent glass. "My goal has been achieved. The Stephen family gave me what I wanted, and also gave me an extra price in exchange for my withdrawal from this dispute. What? Do you have any dissatisfaction?"

"Of course...No..." Kelly's face turned "640" pale, and her voice trembled a little. This is forcing yourself to suppress your anger. "Since you have made up your mind, let me send someone to take you back to the academy."

"No need, I still want to stay here for two more days, and I have other things to deal with. In addition, I want to take a stroll around this small town. There should be a good celebration here in a few days, and I want to take a good look at it." See what the celebration is like here." Angelet smiled calmly.

"Then... then I wish you a good time." Kelly replied in a low voice.

"Then I'll take my leave first." Angelet stood up and stepped out of the living room.

After a while, the sound of teacups being smashed faintly came from behind.

Three days later... In the early morning, in a small town next to Emma City.

On the blue-gray street. At the corner of the street, there is a small house made of gray stone bricks, with thick white smoke coming from the chimney on the top. The main entrance of the house is a small black round arched wooden door, and some small white flowers are planted beside the door.

A slender man in black is standing in front of the house. He is all black and wears a black round hat.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and on the somewhat deserted street behind the man, a small black carriage slowly passed by, and the bell on the horse's neck kept ringing all the way.

The man gently took off the black hat, revealing a young face. The short brown hair was disheveled softly and slightly in the wind. It was Angelet.

The carriage bells sounded farther and farther away.

Angelet patted the dust off his body with his hat. He went up and stood in front of the door, and knocked lightly.

Boom boom boom.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside.

"Is anyone there?" Angelet asked in a deep voice. Knock again and again.

"Here we come..." There was a faint response from inside the door.

With a click, the wooden door opened to the outside...a black-haired middle-aged man stood at the door with a smile.

"Who are you?" The smile on the man's face slowly faded.

"I'm a friend of Gondor, can I come in and visit?" Angelet said with a smile.

"Of course, of course." The man nodded and smiled again. He turned his head and shouted behind him, "Gondor, come here quickly, your friend is here to see you!"

"Coming! Coming soon!" Gondor's voice came immediately.

Angelet is invited into the house. He began to look at the small room slowly.

There is a brown-red wooden floor, and a red fire is still burning in the fireplace made of black stones. Several wide wooden benches form a square, and a small wooden coffee table is placed in the middle, all of which are made of mahogany. There is also a pot of small 2.7 white flowers on the tea table.

There are no special decorations in the living room, only an oil painting hanging above the fireplace. It depicts a knight riding a war horse running wildly on the grassland, still in black and white style,

Toning looks a little rough.

The middle-aged man was wearing a white apron, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Gondor. He wiped his hands on the apron. .