Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 449 The Sky of Truth

On the other side, Midola left the Borgula Fortress with a burly man. The two flew directly into the air, their goal is the potion lodge on the opposite side of the Machinery City, which is the home of Midola.

"Teacher, are you going to keep the elementary school?" asked the burly man.

"His talent is very high, and he should have obtained a must-have alchemy heritage." Midora said: "The alchemy heritage is rare, and should not be cut off."

The burly big man seems to understand and nod his head: "If the tutor does not want to pass the severance, he can actually read his memory directly."

"His talent is worthy of this inheritance." Midora did not care much about Angel's inheritance: "And, this inheritance is inconsistent with my alchemy thinking, I have no use, no need to ruin it. A genius."

The burly big man thinks that this is also the reason. In fact, it is not bad to stay in love. Angel is obviously a potential seed of the "alchemist". If he is not sure, he may also find Angel's refining props. If Angel has really got the "mystery alchemist", then their feelings are more valuable.

The burly Dahan thought of this and gradually understood the idea of ​​Midora. However, there is actually a doubt in his heart.

"Saab, you have flown." Midora has landed, watching the students who are still flying in the air, shaking their heads.

The burly Dahan Sabo stunned, and smiled embarrassedly and fell back to the mentor.

"What are you thinking, so ecstatic?" Midora went to the potion lodge.

This potion lodge is really just a "small" house, a simple wooden house, and even a simpler than the forest keeper of the Byzantine Mountains.

In appearance, there is only one wooden house. The chimney rises and smokes, and it is obvious that there should be a fire in the inner fireplace.

The windows are made of glass, and the orange light is hidden under the night, which looks very warm.

"I was thinking about the elementary school." Saab licked his temple. "I always felt like I saw him there, but I turned a lot of memories and I didn't find the right one."

The memory of formal wizards is mostly superior. If the mental power is particularly high, the memory of a small number of wizards can even reach the level of “hypermemory”. However, Saab’s nickname is “Crazy Bear”. He walked the path of the blood side, but the mental strength was not high, and it was 12 points.

Therefore, his memory is more like a blind man, in his mind. Although there are many memory pictures, it is not easy to find them.

"Hey? Have you seen him yet?" Midola opened the door and walked into the potion lodge. There was no extended magic pattern in the room. It was a warm little nest. There was a fat big cockroach who was making bread with an iron box at the table. When he saw Midola back, he wiped his hand with an apron and greeted him.

"Mrs. Jeliya, good night." Saab greeted the reverent Dalai, who was the original wife of Midora, who had lived together since the apprenticeship.

"Saab is coming, come and taste the baked bread slices I made." Jeriya smiled and took the warm bread from the iron box. "Old man, you come one too."

"You went to see the alchemist that Diablo said today, how about?" Jeliya asked.

"Very good, a very talented child." Midora said, "I have invited him to come home."

"It seems that he really is in your eyes." Jeriya smiled and asked Saab: "Have you seen the picture today? What did he say?"

Saab nodded. "He stayed in Silent Hill for half a year. I can think of my wife, saying that I will come to see you."

Jelly was full of wrinkled face, showing a kind smile: "That's good, I have to prepare to eat, this little skin monkey came to estimate the sky."

Although they are smiling, they all know how much Jeliya likes to be a figure. It can be said that it is entirely to raise the picture as a child of his own.

"The door that I entered only last year, I don't know what you value him." Midora smiled at her lady: "The last time he came to my lab, I taught him a little alchemy foundation. You are afraid of him. Tired, let him sit on the side to 'supervise' my refining, and finally I have to bleed, you are too petting."

Jeliya didn't retorn: "What big bleeding, not a few bottles of velvet medicine, you have been smashed for half a year."

When Jeliya retorted, Saab was slightly browed up - Tudor was the door that was only entered last year. When he heard Mrs. Jeliya say this, she was blessed with a heart, and her mind flashed a piece. Last year, last year... ...

Saab suddenly blinked: "I remembered!"

"What do you think of?" Midora and Jelly looked at the past, not knowing why Saab suddenly shouted.

"The elementary schooler named Angel, I remembered where I saw him!" Saab read the memory scorpion: "In the first half of last year, I took a defensive mission, guarded the Bauhinia ship, and went out to distract the heart. At that time, Bauhinia There were three wizarding organizations on the other continent to recruit talents, and Angel was brought to the ship by an apprentice at White Coral Floating Island College."

“You mean, is Angol a student at White Coral Floating Island College?” Midora recalled this wizarding organization, and White Coral Floating Island College did not seem to have a famous alchemist.

"No, he didn't worship at the White Coral Floating Island College." Saab's expression suddenly became very weird. In the doubtful eyes of Midora, he said: "I think that Bourga may plant this time. Big heel."

"What do you mean... Isn's teacher's teacher is very good?"

Saab nodded and solved the mystery: "If there is no change in the middle, Angel should be the one who killed the Southland... the magical master."

Magic Master, Sanders!

Hearing this name, whether it is Midola or Jeliya is stunned. This is an irresistible Lord. If Angel is really under his door, Bogula may have a chance to catch up.

"you sure?"

Saab nodded and briefly described the scene that happened at the time.

For a time, the potion lodge was silent.

After a while, Jeliya broke the silence: "Is it really the words of the Lord of the Devil, shouldn't you be in the middle of your apprentice? Think about the blood witch."

Midora shook his head: "This is not the same, and does not say that Angel is the value of the alchemist. It is the ‘point’ that he was caught by Bogula, and he stood still.”

"Yes. Bogula, the stinky boy, don't know what is going crazy, so obsessed with blondes." Julia sighed: "But there is still a rescue, there should be opportunities to make up, you are not saying to invite Did he come to the house? Just let him live at home, lest Bogula go crazy."

Saab also agreed with Mrs. Jeliyah. He has not forgotten that he had been feeling powerless against Sanders on the whales. The other party just glanced at him, and he almost fell to the ground. If Sanders really wants to play the game, Bogula is really easy to kick the iron plate.

Midola frowned and said: "I don't know if I can make up for it. I went to the Crystal Hall today and heard a message... Yesterday, Sanders has arrived at Sky Machinery City."

"Saab, you go to Bogula and make it clear to him. I am going to bring Anger to the potion lodge." After the command of Midora, he immediately went out.

Jelia added a sentence: "Remember to bring the picture too."

......

This night is not destined to be a calm night.

In the main city of Sky Machinery City, there is a deep and quiet street in the center. Don't look at the black lacquer, the store name is not as much as the business district, but in fact it is a famous entertainment consumer area.

There are two kinds of food, drink and fun inside. There are two or three houses in the bliss hall. The male-oriented women are even more perverted in this street named “Binshiwei Quzi”.

A little fat man gasped and ran into the Bin Shiwei song. He was sweaty and walked into a small building.

Judging from his dress and physical fitness, there is no doubt that this is an ordinary mortal. Of course, the mortals who live in the Sky Machinery City are mostly relatives of the extraordinary. The same is true. His name is Pride. His father and his twin brother are both apprentices of witches.

With the help of his father and brother, Pride’s current work is actually related to the extraordinary, and the place of work is in the small building in front of him.

As soon as he entered the small building, he saw a busy scene.

Pulp paper fluttered in the sky, it looked very messy, but no piece of paper fell on the ground, as if there is a sense of autonomy, each belongs to you.

There is a table on the right hand side of Pride. Although there is a chair, the owner does not sit there. Instead, he chats with people at the bar. But the pen on his desk was moving freely, writing a beautiful manuscript.

Pride knew that this was a mental application. He had seen similar scenes in his father's study.

It is impossible to say no envy. However, his mental strength is only 9, not reaching the standard of the talent.

However, Pride did not give up. He learned from his father and brother that a potion, a circadian potion, could add 2 mental strengths. He could become a talented person if he had a night remedy.

Although the drug staying up late is expensive, the deposits of the father and the brother, plus the money he earned, already account for more than half. If the exclusive one that he is hosting today can continue to sell well, depending on the bonus, you may be able to find a pharmacist to find medicine soon!

Thinking of this, Pride’s mind was slightly fixed.

The table on his left hand is a big-breasted girl with glasses. She is also a mortal, named Jolin, who is the goddess of Pride's dream of midnight, but she has always been away from him.

Qiao Lin is currently reviewing the manuscript, and there will be a third trial for manuscripts flying from all over the country. She is one of the first reviewers.

That's right, Pride is working for a magazine. A magazine monthly magazine serving the official wizard, whose name is "The Sky of Truth."

This year is the 555th year of the "Sky of Truth", and the issue of this month is 6666.

This is a memorable one.

Whether it is for a magazine, or Pride.

For the magazine, this is a bold attempt, because for the first time they used mortals to dominate the publication.

For Pride, this is his chance to jump to the Dragon Gate, because the person in charge of this "The Sky of Truth" is him.

"Pride, the sample has already come out, I feel that it should not be worse than the previous period." Qiao Lin smiled and handed over a large booklet.

Pride, along with her, had not closed her eyes for three days in order to delete the manuscript. In the mortal body, Pride has reached the limit.

"I believe in you." Pride did not read the sample, and took advantage of the dream goddess: "As long as it is not worse than the previous period, liberating the time of the extraordinary, Feng Sman adults promised that I will continue to be the editor in the future. we……"

Qiao Lin snorted: "Poor mouth, let's take a look at the sample and talk about it."

(End of this chapter)