Pokemon phobia

"So you ran away?"

Tyron: "...um."

Byrne continued to deduce the structure of the magic pattern on the parchment, and said casually: "I have told you about the seventeen disadvantages of marriage to the rhythm of life, take a look..."

"Actually not," Tyron said, "The main reason is that the parts related to the high elves in my memory are not very good, and Carlos's breath of life is also particularly strong, which made me subconsciously choose to avoid it. According to the induction theory of spiritual magic, it can be known that when a creature receives some kind of mental stimulation..."

Byrne put the full manuscript aside, raised his head and glanced at Tai Lun: "Guilty?"

Tyron: "..."

Byrne smeared with ink expressionlessly: "Oh."

Before Tai Lun could speak again, Byrne answered thoughtfully: "Shall I find you a picture book to study?"

When the half-elf said this, his expression was serious, as if he was giving an academic report, but the meaning behind those words was really intriguing.Tai Lun was stunned for a while, and then choked out a sentence: "...Do you still have this collection?"

Byrne said with a "what are you kidding" expression: "Of course not, but I know there are many in Trier. Lizard people, snake monsters, humans and monsters... By the way, I remember him He also said that he would help you and Carlos study the alchemy reproductive cavity - this is not my proposal, don't stare at me like this."

The two stared at each other for a while, and Byrne curled his lips and pulled a new piece of parchment to continue the calculation. At the same time, he changed the topic: "By the way, among the topics I gave you, which one do you like?"

According to the comprehensive calculation of practicality and development difficulty, it is undoubtedly that the derivation of the battle mage system and meditation rules is relatively simple, and the tower of sages also has a lot of research foundations in this regard.However, the latter is also the most cumbersome among all the projects. After all, the types of intelligent creatures in Azera are extremely diverse, and matters related to the soul cannot be ignored, and the methods applicable to each race will not be exactly the same.Just to do a good job in the preliminary research, you have to contact tens of thousands of races, not to mention the more cumbersome derivation and research in the follow-up.

Tai Lun is too lazy to do these things, in fact he is more interested in the most general "summoning".

The magic of summoning is developed entirely based on space magic, and strictly speaking, there has not even been any real summoning magic in Azera.This term is only based on the conjecture of the mages of the past dynasties about the possibility of combining "contract magic" and "space magic", and no one has yet been able to prove whether it is true or not.

Tai Lun said decisively: "The battle mage system."

Byrne's writing hand paused: "...I thought you would prefer summoning."

Tyron didn't speak, but Byrne soon understood.He couldn't help staring at Tai Lun's scarf, clicked his tongue, and sighed: "Love is the biggest obstacle to academic progress, and the sages are indeed right."

-

The gray-haired elf came to the bottom of the floating city and looked up at the magnificent fortress hesitantly.

He was not quite sure whether he could go directly up, as if the core area of ​​the Elven Forest was tightly protected by a magic array, he could feel the terrifying fluctuations of magic power lingering in this floating city—even if Even hundreds of thousands of meters away, this kind of magical power made him almost suffocate.

Although the mage told him that he could go to the floating city to find the sages, but now he was worried that if he just flew up like this, he might be killed by automatic defense magic on the spot before seeing the sages.

He regretted that he hadn't asked in advance how to get up.

After hesitating for a while, he began to look for new targets to inquire around, but there were far fewer pedestrians inside the Tower of the Sages than outside. Those scholars like to stay in the laboratory to study magic, and he couldn't find anyone who could communicate with him for a long time. The goal.

"Mother God..." He subconsciously asked for help from the omniscient World Tree in his mind.

World Tree didn't answer his call.

The elf had no choice but to suppress his frustration and continue wandering the streets.

-

After saying goodbye to Byrne, Tyron rushed straight to his residence.

Although he rejected Byrne's proposal to borrow a "picture book" for him before, he was still a little confused about what to do when he saw Carlos, after all, he really ran away suddenly in an emergency up.

The problem is not in the operation process. After all, he has lived for so many years. Even if he has not really practiced it, he knows everything he should know.During the decades when he was a general in the Norman dynasty, he saw a lot of the dirty things of those nobles, so he was forced to remember a lot of things in this regard.

However, after kissing Carlos, he suddenly realized that he still couldn't control the instinct to avoid the high elves—before he was caught off guard, his brain was almost blanked out by the powerful breath of life, and so on. After recovering, he had already left the residence.

Tai Lun pursed his lips, the aroma of the golden brocade seemed to still linger on the nose, and there was still a hint of softness and sweetness left after in-depth communication in the mouth——

Tai Lun raised his hand and wiped his face in a tangled state.

Forget it, if you do this kind of thing too much, you will get used to it.

He didn't panic at all.

In this short period of time, Tyron had already approached the ground, and suddenly spread his wings to slow down the speed of the dive.The high-altitude wind blows the silver scarf around his neck flying backwards, and sometimes brushes over his wings, leaving a slight soft touch.

Tai Lun couldn't help being a little distracted.

This kind of touch was very subtle, and it was almost negligible through a layer of thick and hard scales, but he didn't know why he just noticed this feeling easily, and even felt that his wings were numb because of this touch.He fell to the ground, pinching the scarf to keep it from floating around, but suddenly smelled a breath of life different from Carlos exploding in his senses.

"Sorry, can I bother you for 2 minutes?"

Teren raised his head eagerly, staring at the gray-haired elf in front of him, barely restraining his urge to retreat.

A, strange, high elf? !

-

The gray-haired elf saw a black figure descending from the sky, he was overjoyed and hurried forward.

This is an extremely handsome man. He has short black hair and a pair of jewel-like light purple eyes. The horns on the top of his head are as sharp as knives. A tiny star shone beneath.

Even though he was a high elf who was used to the beauty of his kindred, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

This male of unknown race seemed to be concentrating on his thoughts, and he hesitated whether to disturb him - he knew that for many mages, interrupting their exploration of the origin of the world would be very offensive.

But he had no other choice.

During a moment of tangled up, he noticed the most shining color on this man's body - it was a long silver-white scarf, and he couldn't help but take a second look at this familiar color.

It really looks like the Son's hair color, he thought.

However, the gray-haired elf didn't take this fleeting thought to heart, and quickly withdrew his eyes and came forward to say hello politely: "Sorry, can I bother you for 2 minutes?"

The black-haired man seemed to be taken aback by him, and he suddenly turned around and stared at him. Those light purple icy vertical pupils seemed to make his hair stand on end.

He bite the bullet and said a second time: "May I bother you for a while? I want to know how to go up to meet the sage." He pointed to the floating city above his head.

The man in front of him was silent for a moment, and replied: "Go straight up, then stand on the outer circular platform and call 'Sage Byrne', if he is willing to see you, then you can see him."

The elf breathed a sigh of relief and thanked with a smile: "Thank you, I'm sorry to disturb you, may the mother god bless you."

He said goodbye to the black-haired man, and walked towards the Floating Void City, but he couldn't help looking back at the man's scarf as he walked.

That color, really like ah.

-

Tai Lun's eyes became extremely cold. He didn't look back at the elf, but his face gradually sank.

Damn, I didn't expect an orthodox high elf to appear here.

Carlos must be taken out of here as soon as possible!