Wizard Bloodline

The light from the magic crystal chandelier softly filled the entire small private room.

Ronan and everyone sat around a long table. The table was decorated with candles and flowers, as well as a variety of beautiful and sumptuous dishes.

While everyone was enjoying this rare and delicious meal, they listened to the wizard Barry, who was holding a wine glass high, talking with a glowing face.

".He said, Sean, if your wizarding abilities were half as good as your talent in Potions.

Oh no, even just a quarter!

You are now much more than just a small second-level apprentice."

"The original words! These are the true words of that adult! I can hear every word clearly!"

Barry drank down the wine in the glass in his hand, and the pride and joy between his brows almost seemed to overflow.

"Sean, my dear son, I am so proud of you. I told you that you would one day shine in pharmacy."

Barry, who was obviously drunk, kissed Sean's forehead next to him. The latter was forced into his arms, his face full of embarrassment and shame, and he couldn't help but struggle.

Ronan sat across from Barry, with Jacob on his left and Cheryl on his right.

He cut off a piece of roasted lamb chop and slowly put it into his mouth, feeling a bit complicated in his heart.

No wonder Barry, who has always been so sophisticated, is so happy, mainly because what happened to Sean is indeed legendary.

The general story is that Barry used his uncle's relationship to find Sean a job as a pharmacist apprentice in a potion shop in the dwarf market.

By chance, the chief potion master of the potion shop and an official wizard-level expert saw a strange potion like the "Sleep Potion" that Sean had tinkered with in his spare time, and was greatly surprised.

After calling Sean to take an exam, he was extremely impressed by his talent in potions and accepted Sean as his disciple on the spot.

"It took me less than half a year to teach myself from a complete novice in runes to a qualified rune master who can skillfully engrave zero-level intermediate runes and will soon be introduced to zero-level advanced runes. .Why don’t any rune masters like me?”

Ronan chewed the mutton in his mouth and felt a little sour.

He was like this, let alone the other people present.

The dinner had completely changed by now. Everyone was laughing awkwardly, but Barry was the only one who was really happy.

The one-armed Qiaolin sat at the end of the long table, pouring wine into his mouth. Mrs. Qiaolin wanted to stop her, but he pushed her away roughly.

Everyone was silent, eating the things on their plates in silence, except for the wizard Barry, who was still chattering.

"That adult said he wanted to take our father and son away from this chaotic and terrible place."

"This is really the biggest good news since winter. I have long had enough of this life of dependence on others. Poor Sean, the future genius pharmacist, has to suffer with me."

Just as Barry kept talking about how annoying his weird and stereotyped wizard uncle was, suddenly, a huge noise came from outside the door, as if something suddenly exploded outside.

Everyone looked out the door in surprise. Jacob, who was always smart, stood up quickly and rushed out the door.

After a while, Jacob came back with an expression on his face that he couldn't tell whether he was nervous or weird.

"Hoddam Wizarding Academy has just issued an announcement saying that starting from today, all our wandering gray robe wizards will be officially

Jacob paused and then said: "Initiate a call."

Ronan stood at the door of the tavern he had just walked out of, looking at Sean with slightly red cheeks not far away talking to Venetia nervously.

"Sean likes Venetia and wants to take her away with him."

Old Wells walked to Ronan and said softly.

"Do you think Venetia will go with him?"

Ronan asked.

Old Wells glanced at him and said nothing.

At this time, the conversation between the two people in the distance had ended, and Sean walked away with a disappointed look on his face.

Barry, who looked drunk, put his arm around Sean's shoulders and comforted him nonchalantly: "It's no big deal, Sean. There are women like this all over the street. She's not pretty, and she's not good enough for you at all."

And I feel like maybe she’ll be back like a dog wagging its tail before tomorrow morning.”

"What did you say?"

Ronan stood in front of Barry and his son, looking at Barry expressionlessly, "Say it again."

"Lord Luo Ronan!"

Barry's drunkenness disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he seemed to remember how Ronan led them out of the forest alive.

That indescribable twisted torrent, that senior apprentice black-robed wizard who died like dust

"I'm sorry!"

Barry lowered his head and hurried away with Sean.

"He wasn't like this before"

Old Wells looked at the leaving figures of Barry and his son, and said in a complicated tone: "Of course, it may be that I have never really known him."

Ronan shook his head, signaling to end the topic.

After drinking too much, Qiaolin squatted on the street and vomited, waving one arm like a madman and yelling. Mrs. Qiaolin stood aside with a look of helplessness.

In the end, with the help of Venetia and Cheryl, he was able to get him back home.

Ronan and Old Wells were walking slowly along the long street in the other direction.

It was late at night, but the streets and alleys of the wizard town were bustling.

On the road, wizards carrying oil lamps and torches passed by them in a hurry.

Time seemed to have returned to the day when the black robes officially invaded.

"Did you feel it?"

After walking in silence for a while, Old Wells suddenly spoke.

Ronan nodded slightly with the light of torches in the distance in his eyes.

The chief potion master of the Dwarf Market Potion Shop was eager to take people away, and the academy launched a call for all wandering wizards at this time.

All signs indicate that the situation of Hoddam Wizard Academy in the battle with the black wizard force Deathrattle Forest is not optimistic.

"It was the same that time."

Old Wells sighed lightly and said, "The next step is when people will really die."

"Leaving Hoddam now is the best choice"

Ronan thought for a while and said to himself, "Maybe you can try to persuade Venisia later."

Sean, the young man, was clearly a dog-licker.

Even if Venisia doesn't like him, she can take advantage of the situation and go with him first, and then find a way to kick him out after leaving Hoddam.

Ronan suddenly felt that he was a bad guy, but after today's dinner, he had already included Barry and his son as outsiders in his heart.

Why should we sympathize with outsiders?

Old Wells didn't respond.

"Actually, there is another way."

Old Wells stopped, looked into Ronan's eyes, took a deep breath and said: "Ronan, I beg for your help."