Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1202 Miscellaneous
At this time, in a church orphanage.

A blond woman carrying a painting tool suddenly raised her head to the blue sky and was stunned.

It wasn't until the hem of the skirt was pulled by a fleshy fist that the woman came back to her senses, squatted down with a smile, and looked at the little girl who was less than five years old in front of her: "Mei, what's the matter?"

"Sister Feng, Siegfried is about to lose it."

The glutinous milk voice, the coy gestures, and the beseeching eyes fell into the woman's eyes, and she immediately burst into laughter.

The woman hugged Ya Yi, rubbed her tender face vigorously, and let her go after a while.

Then look to the other side, Siegfried in the shape of "golden rooster independence" beside the fountain.

Siegfried and Yayi are the same age, because of keeping the same posture for a long time, now Baozi's face is flushed, and the eyes are full of water, and he looks aggrieved.However, no matter how wronged he was, he couldn't cry.The dean's grandfather said that boys should not cry, not to mention that Ya Yi is still beside him.

He finally wanted to put on this pose today to show his "manliness" in front of Mei, and he must not be embarrassed.

However, perhaps because he had been standing for too long and the sun was so hot, his face was flushed red, and the steam from the sweat surged up. Siegfried only felt dizzy before his eyes, a black light flashed, and only heard a "plop", It fell into the fountain and set off a splash.

After a while, Siegfried, who was judged to be suffering from heat stroke, was taken back to the dormitory by the nuns of the church.

Siegfried looked gloomy, not only failed to show his masculinity in front of Ya Yi, but also humiliated him, and his heart was filled with uneasiness.

The nun of the church thought that Siegfried was sad because he didn't get the painting, and comforted her gently: "It doesn't matter if I didn't get the chance to paint this time. I asked, and Master Feng will come next week. At that time, when you recover from illness Get up, it's never too late to draw."

Siegfried responded sullenly.

On the other side, the blond woman who kissed Ya Yi's little cheek and then sent Ya Yi away - Painter Feng suddenly felt the earrings move.

"you……"

"Don't talk yet." Feng interrupted the voice in his ear, then turned over and quickly jumped onto the statue in the center of the fountain, then said: "Speak."

There was a burst of ridicule from the earrings: "My dear old friend Miraphale, I never knew, so you are so interested in women's clothing?"

The blond woman is "Magic Painter" Miraphale Feng. He shrugged and said, "No way, this church only allows pure and flawless girls to enter. Besides, as a painter, it is also very interesting to experience art from a female perspective." of."

"I don't understand your art." He muttered, and the voice came from the earring again: "I remember your goal, isn't it the third princess of the Okaleg royal family of the heart country in the world inside the shell? I Positioning here, I found out why did you go to the Kingdom of Saint Isa?"

Feng: "I got the mysterious thing on Tasia half a day ago, but when I was about to go back, I heard some rumors about the Kingdom of Saint Isa, so I came here."

"Some rumors?"

"I can't tell you in detail yet, but the whole kingdom here is shrouded in a strange atmosphere, and I feel that I will encounter something incredible here." Feng looked at the fountain under him, and this strange atmosphere will not spread. into the water, so he chose to speak in the statue standing in the middle of the fountain.

"Another mysterious thing?" There was an exclamation from the earrings, accompanied by deep jealousy: "A remote world in the end of the Dharma, can two mysterious things be born?"

"I don't know if it's a mysterious thing. It will take a while to find out... After all, the mysterious thing brings not only opportunities, but also unknown dangers." Feng recalled that he wanted to get "Kuro" from Tasia. Yide's emotion", I stayed for 15 years just to observe Tasia and avoid danger.

However, the "Kreud's emotion" on Tasia was derived from a part of her own skeleton, so it took a long time to observe.If the mysterious thing here exists alone, then it doesn't have to stop for so long.

After a pause, Feng said again: "I'll tell you about this matter when we have the verdict. Renekton, what do you want from me?"

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound in the earring, like an explosion and a long hissing sound when there was an air leak.

After a while, Renekton gasped for breath, and said in a sad tone: "My old friend, I have some very sad news to tell you that my experiment failed again."

"Since you wanted to artificially refine mysterious objects, when did your alchemy experiment succeed?" Feng complained, "And, what does this have to do with me?"

Renekton: "You are my closest friend, and I am so disappointed that you can't empathize with me... Sigh, if I can get the blackening technique of the death school of Odoros, maybe I can get in touch with the mysterious level .”

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean, next time I go back, I will find a way to apply for the right to use the Book of Kell, and help you find the blackening technique." After Feng finished speaking angrily, he said : "Isn't it because of this that you came to me?"

"Of course not." After receiving Feng's promise, Renekton immediately beamed and talked about the business——

"I just got the latest news. According to monitoring, not long ago, on the barren side of the abyss world, a demon god true spirit fell." Renekton: "I know you hate the demon god, and the barren side is still connected. I'm in the wizarding world of the Southern Region, so I came to tell you as soon as I got the news."

After Rector finished speaking, he never got a response from Feng.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

After a while, Feng's voice came over: "I see, I felt something when my agreement with the Book of Kell suddenly disappeared just now."

"The agreement between you and the Book of Kell? The fall of the demon god's true spirit is related to you?" After finishing speaking, Renekton suddenly reacted: "That's right, you are so disgusted with the demon god, it is reasonable to do this .”

Renekton remembered seeing a book in Feng's bookshelf by chance.

The name seems to be "Dimensional Signs of Desolation", which is a publication produced by a wizard alliance named Frost Moon in the Southern Region.On the title page of this book, there is Feng's painting - Doomsday Calamity, which describes the end-time scene after the Great Demon God of Rising Sun descends.

Feng's hatred of the Demon God is naked.Renekton guessed that maybe this had something to do with some of Feng's early experiences. However, for wizards who have reached their level, there will always be some snow in their lives. When the snow melts, no one but himself can know.

Feng was unwilling to mention the snow in his life, and Renekton also kept the respect among friends and never asked.

Renekton: "Well, since it is an agreement between you and the Book of Kell, it seems that things should be settled now."

"The shadow of the demon god should have disappeared." Feng said lightly.

"I don't know what's the point of your doing this." Renekton muttered, "Since you already know, then I won't talk about it. I'm going to keep trying. Maybe I can succeed without the legendary blackening technique." .But I don't have much money to rent a safe mysterious object, it's really troublesome... When you come back, remember to lend me the mysterious object you got to study for a few days first."

"it is good."

Renekton's voice gradually disappeared, and Feng raised his head and looked at the sky quietly, as if he could see the abyss world unknown how many times away.

"Painter Feng, why did you climb up there?" After a long time, an elderly pastor came over.

Feng blushed, and jumped off the statue in the center of the fountain: "Uh, I accidentally got ink on the statue just now, I'll come up and wipe it off."

"Really?" The old pastor had doubts in his eyes, but compared to jumping on the statue, he doubted Feng most about another thing.

Just two hours ago, the artist named Feng came to the orphanage and said that he wanted to draw portraits of the children for free, and this painting would last for more than half a year.

Originally, this was a good thing, but the previous nuns told him that Feng was asking them about something.

"I heard the nun tell me before, are you inquiring about the Holy Election?"

……

Back in time not long ago, the abyss, the barren side.

The sealed continent under the shadow of the tree.

Greewood will probably never forget this picture in his life.

The tall figure with long golden hair stood quietly under the tall and shiny green tree.

The dead and silent dark sky, the shaking and overturning maroon earth, and the fire tornado rising from the ground are the background of this picture.

It was deeply engraved in Greewood's mind.

I don't know how long it took, when Greewood was still immersed in whitewashing his inner memory, a voice suddenly came out.

"It's really mixed."

It wasn't the owner's voice, and it wasn't from Bobota.

This voice is very special. It didn't enter the air medium, but was transmitted directly into its mind like a spiritual ripple. Obviously, Greve didn't know what language he was speaking, but he just understood what was in the words. mean.But it's very different from mental ripples, because it has the texture of sound——

Male and female are indistinguishable, very cold, like water droplets falling on a smooth and cold porcelain surface.

Just hearing this voice, Greewood felt as if he had come to a world of ice and snow.

Who is talking?Greve turned his head, and finally fixed on the blond figure.

There is no one else here, the shop owner seems to have passed out, Popota is also lying on the ground without moving, the only one who can speak is... him.

As a new admirer, Greewood was suddenly a little excited. After all, the Demon God True Spirit asked him many times before, but he never spoke. This was the first time he spoke!
By the way, what did he just say... mixed?What mixed?
When Greve was wondering, he saw the blond figure suddenly stretched out his hand, and light spots slowly poured out from the big tree made of the power of the true spirit.

It seems like fireflies are flying, and it seems like stars are falling down like water.

Finally, these green light spots gathered in the hands of the blond figure.

(End of this chapter)