Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

The rules of manipulating this book are also very simple. You can adjust the screen angle and progress speed by tapping with your finger or moving up, down, left, and right.

And after removing the magic power, Vincent was pleasantly surprised to find that after activating this screen, he could manipulate the book freely without magic power.

Vincent tried to turn the pages of the book, and found that the pictures were no longer little Vincent and Caesarion, but other scenery and characters.

Compared with the capital in Vincent's memory, these buildings should be a certain distance away from little Vincent and Caesarion.

"It's really interesting." Vincent's scholar mentality burned up, he picked up the book, and tried to explore more.

While Vincent was trying, Vincent and Caesarline in the picture also passed the inspection at the gate of the royal capital and entered this city famous for its wealth and beauty.

"You don't need to follow me anymore, Caesarion. I have already arrived in the capital, and I will go to the Mage Xu Academy by myself next."

After the young Vincent entered the capital, he stepped on the smooth but strong bluestone slab and let out a long sigh of relief.

This incredible young man named Caesarline suddenly appeared in front of the young Vincent.

At that time, Vincent was worrying that he could not be controlled by the power favored by the elemental spirits. When he was practicing alone in the woods, this blond male youth suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air.

This man is dangerous! !

Not only did Vincent feel dangerous when he saw Caesarion, but even the elemental elves became restless.

Seeing this blond young man for the first time, the elemental elves surrounding Vincent quickly pushed on Vincent's body, with anxious expressions on their faces.

Vincent covered his mouth and nose, trying to keep his shortness of breath as light as possible.

Even though this was only a weak means of protection, and Vincent didn't know if it would work in front of such a strong person, it was better than being discovered just like that.

Such a strong man suddenly came to this remote village where Vincent was, and he still appeared in a secluded forest. How do you think it's weird?

What if the other party moved quietly, but was bumped into by Vincent?

If this person's mind is a little bit worse, or he simply doesn't treat the low-level civilians as human beings, it's just a matter of chance for such a strong person to crush Vincent to death casually.

With the protection of the elemental elves, Vincent might still be able to escape, but Vincent's relatives and the residents of this village were not so lucky to escape from such a strong man.

Vincent, whose mind was full of novels he had read in his previous life, said that the whole village was slaughtered and thus embarked on the road of revenge, or that the whole family was slaughtered and thus embarked on the path of the protagonist. Vincent held his breath tighter and tighter.

Although he has no intention of getting close to his relatives and the surrounding villagers, and due to Vincent's specialness, these ordinary villagers dare not approach Vincent, but they have not treated Vincent badly. .

They had everything they needed. Although they were afraid that they would be attacked indiscriminately by the elemental spirits around Vincent, they did express their concern for Vincent to the greatest extent.

Vincent didn't want anything to happen to them.

But even though Vincent closed his eyes tightly and prayed in his heart that this strong man would ignore himself as a leaf, he didn't hear a single footstep.

The waiting time was really unbearable, and Vincent couldn't make sure that the man had left or not just relying on the sound with his eyes closed.

I don't know how long I waited, but Vincent couldn't bear it anymore.

Vincent opened his eyes quietly, and tried to look where the blond man appeared, but the man was gone.

Obviously the wind was blowing the leaves and making a rustling sound, but the blond young man who had just appeared suddenly disappeared just like when he came.

A chill slowly crept up Vincent's spine.

don't see me don't see me...

Vincent said these words silently in his heart, he closed his eyes more and more tightly, and hugged his knees tightly.

However, contrary to expectations, Vincent still heard a strange voice talking to him: "Are you... are you Vincent?"

"!?" Vincent's shoulders trembled, he pursed his lips tightly, and slowly opened his narrowed eyes.

There was no one in front of his line of sight, but when Vincent turned his head to the right, he saw the man with the most handsome face and the best temperament he had ever seen in his two lifetimes.

When he felt the aura of this strong man just now, Vincent didn't look at it carefully - you must know that these strong men are very keen on their eyes.

The blond man that Vincent had just glanced at was sitting on a treetop not far from Vincent. Even when he was sitting on a rough branch, he was as graceful as he was sitting on a throne.

In a sense, little Vincent's idea is also correct.

"You don't have to be afraid, I have no ill intentions for you—it's better to say that I know you in the future."

Caesarline comforted him softly. He showed a gentle smile and stretched out his hand to Vincent: "My name is Caesarline, and I am your future..."

When he was talking about this, Caesarlane paused before continuing: "...disciple and friend."

Only Caesarline himself knew how much he wanted to change the words apprentice and friend into partner and husband.

But as soon as he appeared, using such an impact as a greeting, would Vincent be so frightened that he would not dare to accept Caesarion in the future?

Caesarion dared not gamble.

After Caesarlaine and Vincent dispersed, Caesarlaine came to a magnificent but eerily quiet palace.

And the angel who made the instigator first affirmed Caesarline's appearance, then regretted that he was a human being, and said that Caesarline had bad eyesight, so why did he fall in love with the black-haired wooden face beside him.

The first part of Caesarline could still go in and out of his left ear, as if he didn't hear it, but the latter sentence made Caesarline's face cold.

"Please take back what you just said." Caesarion sternly stared at the angel with a wicked smile floating in the air.

"You can nod and criticize me, but I won't allow you to slander Vincent!"

"It's really a kind of love."

The angel's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he approached Caesarion with a smile, and said something.

It is obvious that the race is an angel, but the words he uttered are like a demon whispering in Caesarlane's ear: "Then I will show you, your sweetheart's past is fine~"

"In the past?" Caesarion pursed his lips tightly.

"Didn't I choose the future?" He stared coldly.

The angel shrugged and said lazily: "I did let you choose, but I didn't say that what you choose will definitely be seen by you?"

"And, young man, if you think about it, don't you want to know what your sweetheart was like in the past? Did he ever have other lovers, or have several love histories—"

The angel's snicker made Caesarion's blue eyes condense.

He didn't say any more, and pulled out the sword pinned to his waist. The blade was as cold as snow, and pointed at the angel floating in midair.

"Shut your mouth, or do you need me to work for you?"

As Caesarion said, he had already waved the knife in his hand.

When his blade was dancing, thunder mixed with ice thorns swept across the gorgeous palace, and the dancing purple lightning surrounded the angel in the center like a cage, and then kept closing the encirclement.

"You and your sweetheart really have the same personality." The angel let those mighty and terrifying attacks penetrate his body, tilting his head and looking at Caesarion and said.

The angel wasn't very angry, after all, after waiting so long in the underground labyrinth, he finally gave him two fun things at once, and let them vent their anger as a sweet treat for them.

"Let me enjoy watching it more, let me be more happy, human beings—then I will naturally offer this underground labyrinth with both hands."

The angel's voice resounded in Caesarion's ears. As thunder and frost roared, Caesarion saw the angel swooping towards him. He took a step back subconsciously, but just stepped on the platform of the palace.

"hateful!"

The familiar infinite feeling of falling came again, and Caesarion gritted his teeth.

But no matter how much he regrets his carelessness, it won't do any good—rather than being annoyed, what Caesarline should do is to think.

Thinking about what the angel said, all Caesarion knew was that he would go to Vincent's past, and after that, the angel would give them ownership of this underground labyrinth.

The key question then is that this is the past.

- Vincent's past.

It would be false for Caesarion to say that he was not moved when he heard the words of the angel.

Even if it was Caesarion, he would look at Vincent's back sourly, wondering if there was someone who was one step ahead of him who could kiss his sweetheart, and wondered if there was a certain bird who clinged to him. The beautiful woman of the people nestled affectionately in Vincent's arms, watching Vincent smile.

Even though he is confident that he can be Vincent's only one, Caesarline still has a curious but timid attitude towards Vincent's past that he doesn't know.

Caesarline wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start; even if he really asked, what if Vincent hated his inquisitive behavior, and the gain outweighed the harm?

But now there is a method that is free from worries and even suits Caesarion's wishes.

After Caesarion calmed down, he began to look forward to this trial.

But when Caesarion saw the light from the endless darkness, and adjusted his posture to land smoothly and perfectly, he smelled the smell of green grass from the tip of his nose.

Caesarion raised his head, and saw a lush greenery greeted his eyes, and the birds were singing happily.

The sudden widening of the field of vision made Caesarline feel better, and when he casually looked around and caught a figure that quickly retracted into the dense tree canopy, Caesarline's heart beat violently!

Caesarline would never admit it wrong, even though it was just a quick glance, he had already noticed that the figure hiding in the shadow of the canopy was Vincent!