[Comprehensive] Playing off again

Godric tentatively cautiously asked, "Is this... a joke?"

Elan watched him silently.

Seeing the black-haired boy's indifferent expression, Godric quickly changed his sentence, "Well, look, there's no pen and paper here..."

In a flash, paper and pen appeared.

Godric: "..."

This setting is wrong!What about the cute and cute cubs that were just born?

Subconsciously, Godric was unwilling to fight Elan, what if it was broken?Moreover, no matter what Elan's words and actions were, he was a newborn kid after all. The knight's education for a long time made Godric have great patience when facing young children.

Moreover, the name Elan is really not long, even if it is repeated 100 times, it will not take much time.

Godric raised his hand in surrender, "Okay, I'll write it now."

The black-haired boy still suppressed him, showing no intention of getting up.

"?"

The two were very close.

The delicate face casts a reflection in the blue eyes, the most moving one is the pair of pure black eyes, which are clear at first, but after a long time, or in other words, when you look deeply, It's like a bottomless abyss.Godric couldn't help staring at the abyss as the abyss stared at him.

There seemed to be some kind of emotion in his body, and it seemed that there had been such a pair of eyes looking at him in an incalculably long time.

That is……

what?

Familiar yet unfamiliar, fragmented and uncapturable memories made Godric slightly distracted. This is a very strange feeling, as if born from the heart, but also as if separated from the individual. He is waiting to sort it out, from Egypt Lan's words interrupted him, "What to write?"

Godric was stunned, "...'Elan' 100 times?"

The dark-haired boy looked at him noncommittally.

Godric tried hard to recall, and tentatively asked, "120 words about 'Nice to meet you'?"

"No less than 120 words."

Seeming to be finally satisfied, the black-haired boy stood up from Godric, and his long, soft and shiny hair followed. Godric noticed that the other's hair had reached the length of his calf.Hey, wait a minute, the name Elan is not so recognizable... So is luck a man or a woman?

Before he couldn't help but move his eyes towards the other's chest, Godric quickly lowered his head, picked up the quill, looked at the parchment and said, "Hmm... Shall I write it now?"

"I'll check back later."

Amidst the words, the black-haired boy opened the window and jumped down very naturally.

"……Hey!"

After being slightly stunned, Godric rushed up quickly, leaned against the window and watched Lucky's figure lightly landed on the ground, and then breathed a sigh of relief.After this tone, the former knight became uneasy again: Although luck seems to be very powerful, but after all, he was just born... nothing will happen, right?

As if sensing his unnecessary worries, the words that came with the wind were sent to his ears, "Concentrate on doing your homework and don't wander off."

"..."

"If you don't finish writing before I come back, Jasmine will have nothing to eat tomorrow."

"...!"

What's the matter with Jasmine!

Thinking of Emma's big brown eyes full of trust and attachment, Godric only felt a surge of grief and indignation in his heart, which quickly turned into motivation to complete the task, urging him to sit down and write hard.

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downstairs.

Even though Aldgert was pestering him hard and broke up the friendship a few years ago, and it was both miserable and profitable, Old Tom still resolutely rejected him.Perhaps the older people become, the more stubborn and nostalgic they become. Anyway, Old Tom doesn't want anything to happen to this peaceful valley because of the basilisk.

Algert left disappointed, but he was not discouraged, or rather, relieved?

Elan looked at the strange wizard curiously.

With plain appearance and plain dress, apart from the eggs in his arms, he seems to have nothing else to pay attention to.

But his appearance was changed.

A wizard's potion?

Elan had already heard about the wonders of potions, but not from any wizard, but from the villagers who burned innocent girls as witches... No matter what misfortune they have encountered, they have a way to get rid of it. When it comes to potions and curses, and the logic is passable, this may also be a talent.

Of course, the Dark God would not be troubled by this potion.

As long as there is the idea of ​​"seeing through", the original appearance of the wizard will naturally come into view, red hair, handsome appearance, and the soul in the body is also shining.

Even if there is a protective spell blocking the conversation at the counter of the tavern, it is impossible to stump the gods.

Basilisk...?

Unexpectedly, Elan thought of Earl D and his pet shop, thought of Gangji and his Pengo Lie, and then thought of Li Bourne, who was too small to be ignored, but had a strong sense of presence... Well, He found a way to get along with Godric.

In the beginning, Li Baoen, who trained Tsunayoshi to death in all aspects, finally taught Tsunayoshi from a well-known waste wood in Namori Town to an excellent mafia boss. It can be seen that the effect of this education method so big.

According to Elam's conclusion, Riboun's philosophy is as follows:

Can't let Tsuna Yoshi really go to Santuchuan.

But as long as you don’t go to Santuchuan, you can do anything.

Makes sense.

Elan nodded thoughtfully.

Godric, who was writing hard on the second floor of the hotel, suddenly felt a chill.

Algert has walked out of the valley.

Beyond the valley is a barren swamp. Except for the shortcuts known to the locals, there is almost no other way to pass through here safely. It is difficult for outsiders to come here without the guidance of the locals. These characteristics make this valley no matter what No matter how the outside world is, it maintains a rare peace and tranquility.

In all fairness, Algert was not willing to bring the disaster here. When Old Tom still rejected him after hesitation, he was even a little fortunate in his heart.

Those who are attracted by the basilisk are either fools who are overconfident or true dark wizards.

And wherever a dark wizard goes, something always happens.

This is a common perception in the wizarding world.

In fact, there was a paradox that how would anyone else know that a stranger was a dark wizard if nothing happened?If the other party has never revealed something special from the beginning to the end, no one will go to challenge and test it, right?So this perception is probably a joke.

Algerte walked carefully through the forest beside the swamp, carefully judging which of the ground under his feet was solid and which was soft.

In fact, you don't have to be so serious.

Just a few hours ago, Ardget had just passed by here to go to Old Tom's tavern, and his memory was still very clear.What's more, Algert is not a weak wizard - no wizard who travels around and returns safely will not be so weak. If he misses occasionally, he can use magic to save himself, and if there is an unexpected accident that he can't handle, It's useless to be careful...

Like now.

The wind has stopped.

It seems that there is some kind of strange weight on the soul, making people want to kneel uncontrollably to express their surrender, every leaf no longer shakes, even the fine dust no longer moves, the air is like solidified jelly—— When this untimely association broke into his mind, Algerte almost laughed out loud regardless of the occasion.

It became extremely difficult to move, and Algerte used his last strength to move his body, leaning on the thick trunk of an arbor to support himself, quietly waiting for the next character to appear on the stage.

This can't be a natural phenomenon, can it?

For a long time, no one spoke.

Inexplicably, the two parties suddenly entered the game of "whoever speaks first loses", and the scene was full of slots for a while.

Elan sat down patiently, and skillfully took out the full set of afternoon tea equipment from the "half-plane": picnic cloth, original fox scarf-now cushion, small round table, black tea, cake, laptop... the world's largest The downside is that without the Internet, you can only view things that you have downloaded before.

You said charging?

Generating electricity is not such a troublesome thing. The Internet-addicted boy has already released a special variant of the lightning system and special magic for charging.

When opening the RPG game, a familiar illusion came to my mind: I can HE.

The moment the heroine appeared on the screen, Elan's sitting posture was upright, which was a sign of his full concentration, and just as Elan was hesitating between the two options, Algert's voice sounded with hesitation——

"Your Mightiness?"

Elam automatically shields.

Are you sending pink roses or red roses?

The mouse hovered over the dialog box, and the tangled teenager couldn't make up his mind.

Aldgert suddenly had a strange idea: the other party must have forgotten himself, right?

Mixed feelings.

This kind of style is neither like a white wizard nor a black wizard... During the years of travel, Algerte has also seen some strange people, so he is still very patient.

"Your Mightiness?"

Still no reply.

Combining his own situation with the region, Algert tried to find topics, from apologizing for "I don't know if he strayed into your territory by mistake" to reflecting on various misbehaviors during his previous journeys. Elan, who was in BE again, put down the game and listened to it with black tea. He relished it, and then, finally, Argente mentioned the egg in his bosom.

Elan still had cake in his mouth, so he ate it slowly, before he asked, "How do you sell it?"

Algert burst into tears.

I thought I was really forgotten... I was suddenly moved.

Dirty blond hair - no, the red-haired wizard's expression became serious, "I don't need money, I just hope that the buyer can help me kill Cardinal Harrington Giles of the Muggle Church - he is my enemy."