[Notre Dame de Paris] Papal Way

If there is a genius in the world, then Ace is undoubtedly a genius; and if there is no genius in the world, then the word genius will be created especially for him.

In terms of magic, there may be many people who are more talented and accomplished than Ace, but in terms of entry, those who can advance to the level of magic guidance in just a dozen years, and half a foot into the field of magic saints, except Apart from the reincarnation of the Creator God, there has not been a third case on the Maris Continent.The name "Glory of Water" is definitely not because of his handsome appearance, but because of his outstanding strength.

...However, even in terms of appearance, Ace will definitely be worshiped by people all over the mainland.

It's great to be reborn with the same appearance as before, although it's still a bit unsatisfactory... Ace mopped his face, and regrettably feels that the skin is too rough now.However, in the process of meditation, the elements will also continuously improve one's physique. This kind of small problem must be solved by itself in a short time.

——Although the magic power accumulated in the past has been lost, but with the spiritual power of the magister level, it is easy to meditate. It will probably not take long to skip the rank of magic apprentice and become a magician directly.If there is something like a magic core and magic crystal, his cultivation speed will be greatly increased...

It's a pity that there are no magic crystal mines in this world, and there are no powerful monsters.Worst of all, his physical attributes have also changed, and he doesn't know much about the magic spells of the light system...

Persevering in magic practice may really bring him back to the stage of a holy man, but a magician cannot use magic as he likes... What kind of magician is he then! ?

...Could it be possible that they will create their own spells in the future... Ace sighed silently.

The cloudy expression on his face did not attract the priest's attention. After checking Bashir's condition, Padia Amon sat back across from him and said with emotion: "Poor Bashir, he will probably be dinged for the rest of his life." The broken bridge of the nose lives."

Except for a few magical elements, most of the elements have a certain healing ability because they fit the composition of the human body, and the light element is the best among them.Light magic is known as "the most healing and cruelest magic". If Bashir simply broke the bridge of his nose, maybe the priest would have a way; At the same time, the light element repaired his wound in an instant, so now Bashir's nose bridge collapsed as if it was broken by nature...

The teenagers who followed him into the car squatted beside them and chatted softly.

"I said long ago that I shouldn't have come here."

"Bashir's complexion is not good today, and it looks like he is unlucky."

"Come on, Halimu, when will you meet... If you want me to say, he has been in trouble since the day he messed with Esmeralda."

"When did we not provoke emeralds before?"

"But emeralds weren't that powerful before."

"Shhh, be careful he hears it and seeks to settle accounts with us!"

Ace opened his palms with a smile, and a small cluster of light gathered on each of his five fingers: "There is no need to wait until the holidays, we can settle accounts now."

Having seen his ferocious method of smashing the bridge of Bashir's nose, even though these light clusters didn't look very big, Paddy Amon was still a little worried, coughed and was about to speak.However, before he could say anything, the three children knelt down on one knee in unison, with their right hands still on their chests, and they said tacitly: "We have something to say, Your Royal Highness!"

Paddy Amon: "..." Lord Priest felt that he could no longer keep up with the inner life of young people nowadays, so he walked out silently and carefully closed the curtain.

And Ace propped his chin and looked at them with interest: "What are you going to say?" He remembered that these three people were all children who were with Bashir that day. They were all similar in age and appearance, as if they were still Cousins... Coincidentally, not only their fathers are brothers, but their mothers are also sisters. One of them is the Marquise who is more familiar with Ace.

Halimu said in a low voice: "Look, he put away his weapon, and I said this trick is useful."

"Keep your voice down, Halimu, what should you do if he hears you?"

"So where the hell is that light coming from?"

"I guess it's the mirror."

"Don't you think the topic is off track? - I also think it's a mirror."

"I also……"

Ace raised his five fingers kindly, and the light group regrouped: "Do you want to try it?"

"..." The three of them shook their heads quickly like a rattle.

"Very good, since you guys don't want to take the initiative to say it, then let me ask." Ace scattered the ball of light and hooked his fingers, "Which one of you will come first?"

"You go."

"You go."

A teenager was pushed out, and he sat down on the chair unceremoniously: "That...do you still know me, Emerald? My name is Hakimu..."

"Is there any need for me to know you?"

Hakimu lowered his head, and two blushes appeared on his dark face: "This... I heard that we once ate milk in the same arms..."

Ace: "..."

"This is different from what you said, Hakim." The boy behind him said angrily, "It should be my mother who fed the emerald."

The one next to him pushed him again: "Isn't it my mother? We agreed..."

"Your role is to sleep in the same small bed, Harimu."

"Then you want me to be responsible for him? Hey!"

"Hakim's lines still took a bath together."

"So he stole my lines!"

"Don't make trouble for no reason, Halimu, he obviously stole from me..."

Ace turned to Hakim expressionlessly: "...you took a shower with me?"

Haki smiled shyly.

Moments later he was thrown out of the sacrificial caravan.

"Come over here with someone else." Ace hooked his fingers again, and smiled more cordially, "Don't you guys want to tell me something? Come on, I've washed my ears and waited to hear."

The remaining two teenagers glanced at each other and pushed each other at the same time.

"Hakemu, you go."

"Halimu, you go."

"I am Harimu, and you are Harimu."

"Yes, Harim is bigger than Hakel, so you should go at this time."

"I misremembered just now, but I'm actually Hakemu."

Ace: "..." Is this magister so scary! ! ?

Moments later, they were all thrown from the caravan.

Espen wanted to ask them about his life experience, but since he accidentally leaked it by the bonfire that day, the priests always kept this secret and kept silent when it was mentioned.The same goes for the others. They haven't heard any useful news from the Grand Duchess or Guyd these days.The women's calibers were very consistent. They all said that Ace was carried back by Guy's sister. As for where he was brought back, I can only ask the deceased Guy's sister. No one else knows.

The more it is hidden, the more it means there is a secret... Ace didn't pay much attention to Emerald's life experience, but in this way, his curiosity was discovered like never before.He originally thought that he could start to inquire about some news from the three brothers, but now it seems that it is better to switch to an older person...

Ace moved his chair, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his ten fingers, and baptized Bashir, who was lying motionless on the bed, with light bullets.

Bashir jumped up with a whimper, and while covering it with his hand, he glared at Ace angrily: "What do you want!"

"I'm not that interested." Ace said lazily, "I just want to ask a few questions."

"Are you asking questions!" Bashir roared angrily, jumping up and down on the bed in embarrassment.Ace showed a stunned expression, retracted his hand, and smashed out the ten light bullets that were finally condensed on his fingertips: "Ah, sorry, chatting with you is so pleasant, let me forget this for a while."

Although he didn't take any revenge on Bashir that day (no wonder), Ace never forgot about that day.Even if Bashir doesn't take the initiative to bump into him, Ace will find an opportunity to teach him an unforgettable lesson.

——As a sorcerer, how can you not be vengeful?

Bashir: "..."

He cautiously stared at Ace for a long time, seeing that he really didn't intend to do anything more, then bent down and slowly jumped off the bed: "...you are really different from what you were before, Esmera Da."

Ace raised his hands with a smile on his face: "Ah, sorry, what were you talking about?"

Bashir: "...emerald."

Ace withdrew his hand in satisfaction, and Bashir also found it pleasing to the eye.This is called knowing the times!

"I want to ask you a few questions, Bashir." Ace said with a straight face, "How much do you know about my life experience?"

Bashir subconsciously turned his head and glanced out of the car door, hesitantly said: "You ask...what is this for?"

"Just want to ask." Ace picked up the sachet hanging around his neck, and shook it in front of his eyes: "Do you recognize this? There is a shoe in it. Just one proves that there is a pair. Do you think I use this?" How likely is it to get back your biological parents as a token?"

Bashir shook his head and habitually showed a sarcastic smile: "Come on, love...Emerald, is it possible that you are still dreaming of being a prince? Even if you can find your biological parents, life may not be better than it is now How much better. Not to mention anything else, now that you have become the heir of the sacrifice, if we can go back to our own country and fabricate another bloodline, you will be the most honorable person in all of Egypt."

This idea is completely whimsical. Except for the Egyptians who still have a little hope for the Holy See, everyone can see that Egypt, which has changed hands, will not return to their hands.Ace smiled, playing with the sachet: "—so, you do know something, right?"