Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 20 Redheads

In the carriage, everyone quickly arrived at the Vichy harbour.

The cargo ship, the Bauhinia, came from the mainland, and it has already been docked in the morning. After one morning of unloading, the freighter has also been cleared. Just wait for tomorrow's new cargo to board the ship and set sail again. Moro took everyone on board one day in advance, and it was also a rainy day. After all, it was only a year. If I missed it, I regret not knowing who to say.

"After boarding, you better not run around, don't mess up, the background of the Bauhinia is not what we can get." Moro led the three, walked toward the Bauhinia, and repeatedly groaned in his mouth. "The Bauhinia can break the ice and wear the ocean and sail in the dangerous silent waters. This is not something that ordinary ships can only do. It is rumored that there seems to be a shadow of the Sky Machinery City behind the Bauhinia. If the rumors are true, let alone I, even if it is a formal wizard, I dare not sweep her edge."

"So, you must remember that even if you are facing ordinary sailors, you must also give me a short-sighted temper that converges on the nobility!" Moro’s embarrassment was even louder. This time he was in the glory of the Jinque Empire, but he saw a lot of aristocratic babies who didn't have long-eyed eyes. When he said nothing, he was not a minority, so he would emphasize it so much in order to avoid unnecessary disputes.

The three little nods are like garlic, and in the world of humanity, Moro is rich in experience and naturally will not harm them.

Just as Moro talked about the experience, Angel was carefully looking at the Bauhinia. The Bauhinia is huge, but it is estimated to be smaller than the ship's ship in the mouth of the instructor. However, for the unseen Anger, the Bauhinia is already the largest travel tool he has ever seen. Its size is almost equivalent to half of the castle in Pat Manor, and the purple and white steel ship walls look elegant and dazzling.

What made Angel's eyes most bright was the statue of the bow of the Bauhinia. It was a gauze girl with hands clasped in prayer, soft and long hair, scattered with a little Bauhinia. It looks pure and solemn, beautiful and elegant. At first glance, I know that it must come from the hands of skilled craftsmen. The most peculiar thing is that the gauze girl's forehead is in the center and is inlaid with a light jewel.

Anger always felt that this jewel was a bit weird, but he really had to say something strange and he couldn’t tell.

"Oh, that's there... how could it be him!" Moro suddenly exclaimed, and Angel turned his head and saw that Moro's eyes were round and stunned and looked out of the boat.

Anger looked at Moro's gaze and saw a red short-haired youth dressed in a black gold trench coat, white-lined black pants, and brown riding boots. He walked down the Bauhinia step by step.

The red hair is flamboyant, but his face is very cold, his eyes are cold and cold, and he has a breath of idlers.

"Forbidden desire high cold uniform fan?" Anger whispered in Chinese.

"Pat brother, what are you talking about?" Irene had already come to him when I didn't know. As far as he was, he could even smell the faint fragrance of Eileen's long hair.

Anger took a step back and quietly opened the distance between the two, only to say "Nothing, just thinking about who the person is."

Irene also discovered the strangeness of Moro, so she turned to ask Moro: "Grandpa, who is that person?"

Moro did not say anything. He did not return to the boat and quickly set foot on the boarding gate. Irene wanted to continue to ask, but Mo Luo whispered a word "shut up"!

Irene, who was rarely experienced, sweared. However, Moro had no comfort, and he kept on the boat without stopping. Only Alan went up to the front, using the lotus-like chubby hand, gently wiped the tears in the corner of his eyes for his sister.

Anger whispered to Irene and said: "I believe that Mr. Moro must have done this."

Angel's own heart also had doubts. I don't know why Moro saw the young man. Not only did his face change greatly, but he did not dare to look at each other. Could it be the enemy of Mr. Moro?

When a group of people stepped on the freighter, the red-haired youth looked puzzled at the deck.

"Is it a strange smell? Is it an illusion?"

The red-haired youth did not care and continued to move forward. His goal this time was to have someone else. There is no need to waste time on irrelevant matters.

......

As the night passed, the sun rose in the distance, and the sea level was stained with a golden glow.

Condyle burst -

The trombone sounded and anchored Yang Fan. The port has teardrops that waved away, and the deck has the silence of gazing for a long time. The Bauhinia, in such an atmosphere, said goodbye to the old continent and headed for the unknown.

Anger stood on the deck, looking at the smaller and smaller, farther and farther mainland, in addition to the loss of the heart, there is a kind of hunch in the dark, perhaps this time leaving, he will be with this continent, really The meaning is gradually drifting away.

When I come back again, I don’t know what it will be like? Will it be in the sunset, or will it come back when the morning glow?

Anger shook his head and smiled. He decided not to want to leave his sadness. He returned to his house and took up the pen and paper to continue to analyze the problem of Jon's arrangement.

A glimpse of God, three days passed.

The boat was stable and there was no sense of swaying. The problem of seasickness that Angel had initially worried about did not appear. However, many discomforts in living habits make his face pale.

The sound of knocking on the door, with an eager frequency.

Anger put down the pen and paper to open the door, standing at the door with a beautiful girl. Wearing a white lace princess dress, the pale pink long hair scattered on both shoulders, the delicate face with a shy look, seeing Angel opened the door, immediately with both eyes shining, the relatives shouted: "Pat brother."

The person who came is Irene.

In the past three days, Anger will go to the food compartment in addition to eating. At other times, I was studying the subject in the room. This was the first time I saw Irene after he got on the boat.

"Grandpa is back, he told us to go, saying that there is something to find us." Irene said.

Anger nodded. "That line, wait a moment, I will change my clothes."

On that day, they happened to meet the red-haired youth. Moro got on the boat that day, just let the waiters arrange their accommodation. He himself went to the cabin on the top floor and seemed to be looking for someone. There is no news after this. If it wasn’t for Irene’s notice today, he still didn’t know that Moro had returned.

The cabins where the three of them live are located in the middle of the freighter, and the lower floors are basically the places where the servants and sailors live. The place where Moro lived was on the upper level, and the people living in the upper level did not know the specific identity. They wanted to be an extraordinary person like Monroe.

Under the guidance of the assistant, Angel and Irene came to the cabin of Moro.

When I entered the door, I saw Allen holding a piece of cake, a big mouthful of bitter whipped cream, and a white foam on his mouth. Moro took a roll and sat on his side with a serious expression.

When he heard the sound of the door open, Moro looked up and nodded both of them unanimously, indicating that he was sitting in front of him.

Allen also finished eating the cake at this time, and rubbed his mouth and smiled. Eileen glared at him, then let out the empty space around him, and took out the handcuffs to wipe out the stains on the corners of the mouth.

After Anger sat down, the first thing I saw was the roll of Moro on the table.

On the top of the skin, a portrait of the three characters: "The Wanted Order".

"I know that you are very curious. I have been there for the past two days. It is no problem to tell you." Moro said. "This Bauhinia has three sorcerers who have been stationed for a long time. One is to attract talents, and the other is to attract talents. It is also a guardian of the freighter to avoid being attacked by sea beasts. Among the three resident wizarding organizations, there is our White Coral Floating Island College. I have exchanged red hair in the two cabins and the escorts dispatched by the college. Intelligence."

"As for Redhead Xius..." Moro was silent: "This person is the red-haired youth of that day. He came for this wanted order. As for who he is, you will naturally know when you arrive at the college. I I only say one thing here. If you meet him in the future, it is best to take a detour. His temperament is a violent rumor in the South."

After Moro finished the matter, his face was slightly relaxed, and he smiled at the three trails: "I came here to find you, but it was actually another purpose."

"In the past few days, I have discussed with the escorts stationed in the Bauhinia. Since you are a talented person, it is no problem to pass on your thoughts in advance. So, I am calling you this time, just to The idea of ​​meditation is taught to you."

Stupid Author: drama into the current transition period, the new express mastery of the rhythm of the story is a little strange. Is to speed up the progress, or slow down, or the plot needs to be alternating fast and slow. These are the places I am learning to improve, so these days may not be updated fast, but still guarantee that the day is even more ~ ​​today found 12 collections _ (: зゝ∠) _

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