Pokemon phobia

After Tai Lun returned to the floating city, Red Dragon Kadov's words still stuck in his heart like a thorn.It's not that he can't see the specialness of Carlos, but in the continent of Azera, apart from the world tree that doesn't know if it is really intelligent, it can be confirmed that it has survived from ancient times to the present, so where is there a second one? Can creatures have a long life comparable to that of a dragon?

If Carlos is an elemental elf, then with the secret technique created by the sages in the Sage Tower, he might have a chance to live for tens of thousands of years... But how could he be an elemental elf?

"Taron?"

Tyron came back to his senses suddenly, and looked at Carlos without saying a word.The silver-haired elf leaned on the wall with one hand, tilting his head and frowning at him.Just now Carlos was using the magic pattern inscribed on the wall of the floating city to compare the alchemy knowledge he had learned in the past two days. However, with Tyron by his side, he couldn't control his attention every few minutes. The instinct that floats on the dragon.

Although Tyron's expression was as calm as usual, Carlos could find from his excessive silence that he had been a little preoccupied since he came back.He and Tai Lun looked at each other for a moment, put down the hand holding the wall, took a step closer to Tai Lun and asked seriously: "What happened?"

This distance is already too close, and Tyron can already faintly smell the rich breath of life belonging to the high elves on Carlos.His muscles tensed unconsciously, but in the end he just stood there and didn't run away, allowing Carlos to come closer.

"What happened?" Carlos couldn't get an answer from him, so he asked again.

Taylor didn't know how to speak.He said to Cardoff, "Let's talk about the future later", but how could it really not be affected at all?

Carlos' light brown eyes were gradually stained with anger, and his voice sank: "Is that dragon making you unhappy? If you don't want to do it yourself, then I will help you..."

"No." Tyron interrupted him, looking down into Carlos' eyes and whispering, "It's not his problem."

Carlos's expression froze, and the silver veins on the slightly spread wings on his back darkened again. He got closer and held Tyron's arm: "What's the matter?"

Tyron: "..."

He looked at Carlos, who was obviously ready to move but still pretended to be calm and posted, he was a little bit dumbfounded and a little helpless, but the depressed mood just now was much more relaxed.Carlos is still very young, they have at least nearly a thousand years to spend together, and he still has a long time to slowly find a solution.

The hazy starlight falling from the roof sprinkled on Carlos' long silver-white hair, and also made his light brown eyes look even more charming.His gaze was extremely focused and gentle, as if he was looking at his most cherished treasure, and Tyron saw his own reflection in his eyes.

The aroma of Jinxian Tuanjin is getting stronger...

Tyron came back to his senses again, and found that he didn't know when he was close enough to kiss Carlos almost by bowing his head. Carlos' eyes in front of him were wide open, and he couldn't tell whether it was expectation or helplessness.

Tai Lun moved stiffly to reopen the distance, leaning his back against the wall to calm his rapid heartbeat.

Carlos stared blankly at him moving away again, loosened the fingers that were clenching the robe tightly behind his back, pursed his lips, and lowered his pointed ears a little.

Just a little.

It's only half a fist away.

He shouldn't have been stunned just now...

Carlos stared at Tai Lun's thin lips unwillingly, and was too timid to pounce on her and forcefully kiss her, which made him even more sad.He tried his best not to show too obvious an expression, and lowered his head again to pick up the heavy book weakly to read, but for some reason, the structure of the magic pattern that he thought was quite simple just now could not be understood at all.

The silver-haired elf stared at the page in a daze for a few seconds, took a deep breath to force himself to regain his senses and continue studying, and at the same time tried to comfort himself in his heart: It doesn't matter, after learning everything, they can proceed to the next step.

It's a pity that self-comfort didn't work. Carlos became more and more depressed, and the whole elf was listless.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from the side, turned him over and turned his back to the wall, and then pressed a finger on his forehead when he was still a little dazed and pushed it all the way to the wall.

Tyron looked down at Carlos, who had pitiful eyes, lowered his head sullenly and rubbed against the elf's lips, and then opened the distance again as if nothing had happened.The sweet aroma of the golden thread brocade stained his lips under this zero-distance contact, giving Tai Lun the illusion that he was smeared with honey, so he couldn't help licking his lips.

Sweet.

After thinking about Tai Lun, he couldn't help being a little nervous. He always felt that the time for his transformation just now had to be at least half a year earlier.However, before he finished struggling, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a head with black stripes on a white background protruding from a small hole near the ceiling, and the dark eye with silver stripes on the forehead was staring at them.

Tyron: "..."

Trier: [Hey, hello, Tyron.Don't take another bite, I opened the photosensitive vision specially for you, you are too fast, right? 】

Tyron: "..."

He was so concentrated just now that he didn't even notice when the snake came!

The three-eyed snake saw that he had no intention of continuing the kiss at all, and sighed a little regretfully: [Hey, well, I just want to tell you that the dress you are going to wear tomorrow, Sahina, is ready, and you are going to come now Do you want to give it a try?Oh, by the way, Sashina is the wife of the old griffin in Kakit Yale, and Sasha is her cub, you probably haven't seen her yet? 】

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The next morning, all the residents living in the Sage's Tower became restless.They know that the legendary "Sage Aaron" will officially accept the canonization today!

The canonization ceremony of a sage is a rare event in decades, and this time the canonization is different from any other one before - some of the sages in the past are strange faces that they have never met, and some of them were born in the sage's high school. The acquaintances he grew up with, their curiosity and enthusiasm will not be too high.

But this time!The one who will show up is the "Sage Aaron" who has been famous for a long time but has never shown up!

Each of them has read Aaron's travel notes, and even some of Aaron's secret magic research materials that have not been sold. They have studied it, and their respect for this sage is different from the thin cognition of outsiders.In their hearts, the most impressive thing about this sage is not the "Notes on Hand Feeling Experience of Magic Materials", but the superb level of alchemy!

It can be said that in this generation, the sage Aaron is the pinnacle of Azera's alchemy level.

This is not to say that among all the seventeen sages, there is no one capable of making magic items that surpass Aaron. Whether it is Sharman, Druya, Kidlow or Trier, they all He has a very good level of alchemy, and his accomplishments in some areas of alchemy are much higher than the alchemy notes left by Aaron.But none of them can match Aaron in "breadth".

This also led to the fact that in the Tower of the Sages, every mage who is interested in learning alchemy will regard Aaron as a mentor, while other sages will only learn from a certain part of alchemy researchers. You must have read Aaron's "Introduction to Alchemy".

Tens of thousands of mages put on their neatest robes and all their magic accessories, and gathered around the floating city early like a pilgrimage.They were either flying in mid-air, or crouching on the roof, or standing on the backs of other tall friends, looking at the floating city high in the sky expectantly.

At this time, Tai Lun was also standing at a gate of the floating city, looking down at them.

At this [-]-meter altitude, everything below seemed insignificant.Clouds and mist hovered below, and the castle cast a long silhouette on the ground under the sunlight.All the creatures, big and small, seemed to be directed to form a regular hollow circle around the floating city, so quiet and solemn that there was no noise.

A footstep approached, and finally stopped behind Tai Lun.

"Taylor, how do you feel?"

Tyron turned his head slightly to look at Byrne.The half-elf took another step forward, looking down at the circle below.He stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch the distant ground, with a little smile in his eyes: "They are all looking forward to meeting you."

Tai Lun withdrew his gaze and looked down again: "Not bad."

"This is the Tower of the Sages." Byrne laughed and sighed, "This is the holy land for seekers of knowledge. There is no freer and better place than this. Tyron, are you willing to stay here?"

Tai Lun was silent for a while, then said, "I don't know either."

Byrne smiled again and said nothing more.Somehow, Tai Lun actually recalled the years when he was a general of the Norman dynasty more than 200 years ago. Before each expedition, those soldiers would look at him quietly and reverently.

Those years were written into the epic of mankind with glory, and disappeared in the pain of betrayal.Thinking about it now, he didn't feel much anymore.

Taren paused and asked, "Where's Carlos?"

"I was taken down by Kakit Yale's wife, so he can watch your canonization ceremony in the best position." Byrne glanced at his pocket watch, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's time."