Blooming Tower of the West Wind

A bearded dwarf raised his head and waved to her happily: "Isn't this Miss Mage!"

The archmage nodded slightly, "Old Joe." Then he whispered to Theron: "He is a gardener and knows a lot about succulent plants. We sometimes write to discuss your little grasses."

The dwarf came over with a hoe, "Ms. Mage brought another Ms. Mage? Why don't you introduce me?"

"This is my apprentice, and her name is Theron. Theron, this is old Joe."

Old Qiao took off his dirty coarse gloves and shook hands with her, "Your apprentice? You already have such a big apprentice?"

"I said I was 38 years old."

"Okay ok, 38 years old but only looks like Miss Mage, there are fresh peaches in the backyard, so I will continue to work."

Hipper nodded and led Theron to the backyard.

The backyard is larger than the front yard, and it is a very beautiful garden: there are shades of green everywhere, colorful fruits are hidden in it, and there is even a beautiful greenhouse, which looks completely dwarf-style.

"It's old Joe's own work. Everything in his house was built by dwarves."

Due to traditional cultural issues, dwarves are keen on mining and forging weapons. Dwarf mages are very rare (although there are some in the school, but most dwarves are still willing to go to elves to learn and then do business with humans), and even fewer are engaged in gardening. up.

She led Theron through the sweltering greenhouse, introduced her to some tropical varieties, and sat down at the end of the plateau.

There was a pavilion there, and in the pavilion were tables and chairs. There were glass vessels on the table, which contained some juicy peaches. The archmage held the peaches in his hand and whispered "Ice Splash".

"Ice Splash", a sentence that rarely appears in the mouth of mages outside of battle, but it is not completely unfamiliar, after all, the syntax is interlinked.

A cloud of ice and water was suspended in the air, and the peach was wrapped in the middle, and after a while it even spun, and Hipper took the peach out and handed Theron, and then put another peach in.

Theron took a bite, it was cold, refreshing and sweet.

Here you can have a panoramic view of the river valley. Looking down like this, the greens of different shades are very beautiful. In spring, the eyes must be full of pink.

"If you can come back some spring, we can take a look at the peach blossoms. The peach blossoms will open in early May." Hipper said casually, "The hillside opposite will be full of mountains, and the place without pink will be Emerald green or tender green, it was foggy the morning I came..." She looked up at Theron and smiled, the warm gray light in her eyes was brewing with indescribable emotions, "I can't describe it, so I hope to have the opportunity to bring Come and see."

"I will." Theron replied as calmly as possible with his heart pounding.She was almost about to tell Hipper that she expected to graduate early just now, but no, she had to hold back, and she must not let her know in advance.

The two stayed for a while, and Theron said, "I should bring a book out to pass the time."

Hipper closed her eyes, as if feeling the breeze. Hearing what Theron said, she smiled: "You can pass the time without a book. You can try to meditate here, or simply close your eyes in a daze."

In Theron's impression, the archmage's dictionary seems to have never had words related to wasting time, such as "in a daze", and it was very fresh to hear her say that suddenly, and asked: "Teacher, if you like these lively scenery?" , have you ever thought about moving the mage tower to another place?"

Hipper opened her eyes in surprise, shook her head and said: "The desert also has the magnificence of the desert, and the Gate of Elements is very suitable for elemental mages." She intuitively felt that Theron would like these more peaceful scenery, so she brought her here on a whim.Theron is very similar to her, but they are also significantly different.Her little apprentice is a gentle and kind person, which is obviously very different from her indifference and sharpness.

"Oh..." That's right, Theron thought, the silver-white desert fits Hipper's aloof temperament very well.

"If you're getting impatient, let's go."

Theron smiled and said, "Although it's far from being impatient, but teacher, it's getting late now. We have to pick up Tius and go to the market to buy things."

After the large-scale purchases of people in the market in the afternoon, many fresh things are gone, especially meat, so you have to go early.

The archmage showed a sudden realization, it seems that he really forgot the time.

They went back to the city to pick up Tius. This huge demon wolf had been used as a footstool for too long, and it always had wrong estimates of its own body. The mage punished it by burning its ass with fire to make it behave a bit. The wolf has special saddles. After walking around the market, these saddlebags specially used for carrying weights gradually filled up. .

"Have you often come to Withered Leaf City recently?" Theron keenly noticed these changes. This lonely and born person seemed to have more of a mortal breath.

"Well, there have been more meetings recently. Not only mages, but also gardeners sometimes write letters asking me to attend the meeting."

"Have you made many new friends?"

"Fortunately, they are not considered friends, maybe just a few acquaintances who can say a word or two when they meet."

Despite Hipper's denial, this answer made Theron a little unhappy. Hipper didn't seem to be alone anymore, and there were many people who would talk about topics that interested her.

In order to pretend that she will study hard next semester, Theron had to start practicing her scroll calligraphy. Scrolls need to be dipped in special silver ink with a dip pen to write on the scroll in a special format. No one can explain the principle clearly. Even Hipper had only a vague hypothesis.

"Parchment and silver powder can be regarded as props for elemental spells, but at the same time they also have a preservation function. They prevent the magic power attached to the words from being cast temporarily. When they are used, they are stimulated with flames, and the magic power contained in them will be released." pop 'out."

But despite this, the intensity of the scroll spell can be roughly quantified and calculated. It contains an annoying constant. numbers.

She has written about seventy sheets, and the one in her hand is not done yet. Seeing Hipper moving her shoulders and waist expressionlessly, she took advantage of the short break of the teacher to say: "If Virgil comes, can you?" Sell ​​them all to him?"

"Those are?"

"He likes 'Ice Splash.'"

"Hmm... sure, he likes 'Ice Splash' very much, but how do you know he likes 'Ice Splash'?"

Oops!Theron almost covered his mouth, but the most important thing now should be to quickly dispel Hipper's doubts, "Ah, I guessed, didn't Virgil say that he likes disruptive tactics very much? The 'Ice Splash' is still A very good choice."

"No matter how fast you fan it like this, it won't show color quickly." Hipper said, staring at her fanning hands on the paper.

"Huh? Really?" Theron said in surprise.

"It's true that increasing the wind speed will make the ink dry faster, but it won't make the color develop faster," Hipper said.

"That is to say... it's not that the ink reacted with something in the air, but something else made the silver ink develop color?"

This ordinary descriptive sentence touched both the speaker and the audience. Hipper frowned and nodded, looking a little absent-minded, while Theron rushed to her table and said to her: "Teacher! Let's Let’s try what kind of light makes it color! If it’s not air, it must be light!”

"What if, if not?"

"How will you know if you don't try!" Seeing a chance to come out, Lenning quickly stretched out his tentacles. Theron grabbed the tentacles and roughly pulled the mischievous water lord out of the elemental rift.

"You are so rude, oh my lord, don't you turn a blind eye to my little master's disgraceful behavior?"

"I've always seen it as an intimate slapstick between you two," Hipper said with a smile.

Hektra also echoed: "Yes, the slapstick between the brats."

Lenning huddled and created a fountain above his head.

"Okay," the young elementalist waved his hand like a conductor, all the curtains were closed spontaneously, the big horned deer stood up, and the woods against the wall rustled.

It was darker than at night, and the library was completely dark without the lights on.

"Lenning, I want a light, and a rainbow."

"Yes, yes." The water lord resignedly opened a gap in the curtain, and a beam of dazzling sunlight came in, passed through the prism above its head, and formed a rainbow on the nearby writing desk.

According to the width of the rainbow, Theron drew nine horizontal lines on the white paper with the colorful light, and then drew a random flower in the black place.

"It's started! Lenning, hold on, don't move."

Then she heard a small gasp, which must have been Hipper's laugh.

She turned her head and caught Hipper's eye in the darkness, but it didn't seem to be anywhere.Theron looked around when suddenly someone grabbed her shoulder.She turned her head and saw the eyes she had been looking for for a long time.

The warm gray was overflowing with color, and he looked down at her extremely gently.

Maybe he was looking at her, maybe he wasn't.

There was only one light in the darkness, and they were all in the darkness, but there was a fire beating in her chest in the darkness.The only beam of light illuminated Hipper's face, and she couldn't help but want to go to the fire.

The darkness itself seemed to suck out all sound, bolding one's movements, and the whining of the wind blowing eternally, rustling the elk forest.Hipper's eyes were so close that she caught them so obsessively that she even smelled her fascination.

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