The Summoner

"Master Barrett, shall we also go?" Old Owen looked at the young child who was holding himself in his hands, seeming to be lost, and his head was lowered. He said warmly: "Maybe we should go home and relax, relax?"

"No!" Barrett gritted his teeth and refused.

"Why?" Old Owen still said warmly: "It's not safe here."

"I want to continue studying!" Barrett looked up, but looked at Adrien, who was standing expressionlessly next to him, clenching his teeth and clenching his fists: "I want to become stronger! I don't want to be as weak as now!"

"Weak?" Adrien noticed his gaze and turned his head to look: "Are you weak?"

"I am still a trainee mage!"

Barrett gritted his teeth.

He looked directly at Adrien without shrinking: "But I will rise to a higher level, Adrien, I swear I will never be worse than you. This is the absolute advantage of talent, I will be stronger!"

Adrian raised his lips: "Hope so, my brother."

"Two young masters." Old Owen said: "The old master needs your unity."

"Unity?"

Adrien chuckled: "Is it true?"

He turned and left, with a bit of coldness in his eyes: "O'n Butler, you are optimistic about Barrett. I think I will go deep into the dark jungle to see where the Chatu instructor has gone!"

Old Owen's eyes were slightly stunned: "Do you want to chase him down?"

"Hunting?"

Adrien chuckled: "This is a good word."

Old Owen suggested: "It's better to slow down first. The orc disaster is about to erupt. If you go to the dark jungle now, you will face tens of thousands of orcs, and the situation will be extremely dangerous!"

"Danger? No! In my opinion, I really enjoyed it!" Adrien didn't turn his head back: "Just while fighting with Chatu, I found that my strength suddenly became somewhat stronger!" He walked away The farther away, the voice was quite clear: "I didn't expect that my power turned out to be able to ignore most people without even knowing it!"

"Master Adrien!" Old Owen quickly walked two steps, looking at the back that was about to disappear on the stairs, or Shen Sheng reminded: "It may be true that the lower professional can be called powerful, but A little!"

"Huh?" Adrian stopped slightly.

"This is just the beginning!"

Old Owen watched him speak solemnly.

Taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice: "If you don't reach a certain level, the so-called powerful will be extremely ridiculous!" He looked at Adrien and slowly said: "You need to stabilize your present state!" "

"A certain level?" Adrien thoughtfully: "Legend?"

"You know?" Old Owen was surprised.

"Yes."

Adrien raised his lips: "But who said, I can't be a legend?"

He quickly walked down the stairs and his face returned to calm, but when he left the mage tower and walked to the dormitory, his face became a little grim. In fact, in his heart, he had already made a real decision.

Now, after he proves his strength, he can proceed.

…………

"Come on, Master Barrett." Old Owen sighed, holding his hand and going to leave.

"Owen Butler."

But Barrett looked up.

The small face was full of unwillingness: "Why did Adrien become so strong?" He gritted his teeth slightly: "I remember my mother said that it will make me stronger in the recent time. I don't understand the specifics, but I am now But I know that Adrien has become stronger. Is there any secret?"

"Secret?" Old Owen groaned a little: "Maybe not?" He looked at Barrett's unwilling look, smiling at the corner of his mouth: "But Mother Susan did mention to me that it makes you stronger before. ."

"What?" Barrett looked at him in surprise.

"This is real."

Old Owen chuckled: "Let me help you teach the Master."

He took Barrett’s little hand away and walked steadily: "I am also a senior necromancer, you will not be disappointed." He whispered to Barrett: "But there is one thing, if you agree to let me teach you The necromantic spell knowledge cannot be told to your father, Lord Mandel."

"Senior, Necromancer?!" Barrett's eyes widened, watching Old Owen seem to be horrified for the first time, but nodded heavily: "I know!"

"That's good!" Old Owen smiled: "This is your wise decision."

…………

Due to the commotion in the Mystic Mage Tower, martial law was carried out throughout the camp.

The mage apprentices were all restrained back to the room.

The scene is controlled.

Several low-level potion masters also walked out of the mage tower, selected some clever apprentices, and began martial law to the entire mage tower, but more still ensured order to prevent riots or rumors.

Therefore, many mage apprentices and servants just stay in their own rooms blankly.

As for what happened.

Know nothing.

Adrien is naturally no longer bound.

But back in the room, there was no moment, the door was knocked.

He opened the room in the past and looked at the voluptuous voluptuous figure outside, but his face was very plain: "It turned out to be the enthusiastic version of Ava Instructor. Why, come to my room now, is there anything wrong?"

"Wow, look at your cold attitude!" Aviva pouted outside the door: "Will you please let me in?"

"Come in!" Adrien turned sideways.

"Hee hee!"

Aviva's tall, rich figure squeezed in.

She even pushed Adrien’s **** deliberately with that rounded buttocks: "Your room is nice, it's pretty warm!" Her beautiful eyes flowed, but she sat on the bed without hesitation, biting her lower lip , Charmingly looked at Adrien: "And I didn't expect you to be so...Jona~"

"Strong?" Adrien looked at him without expression, closing the door with his backhand, and pulled out the chair to sit down: "The indifferent version of Aviva's tutor also commented on me like this, it is not surprising."

"Humph! You are so ridiculous! Adrien!"

Aviva sneered pretendingly.

In a pair of big eyes, he was fiercely white with dissatisfaction and said: "What is the indifferent version of Aviva tutor? What is also called the enthusiastic version of Aviva tutor? Look at you! What are you saying!"

Adrien looked at her calmly: "I don't want to say too much, are you okay?"

"Huh! My current task is heavy!"

Aviva also noticed the indifference in his words, and spit out his tongue: "Now the Mystic Master Tower is starting to martial law. If it's okay, don't go out." She also grumbled her pink lips, "Of course, if If you want to leave, it’s a bit more mysterious. Don’t get caught, otherwise I’ll find it difficult

Adrien did not conceal: "I will probably leave in half an hour and go deep in the dark jungle to find the murderer who killed Louis, the mentor who just wanted to betray the mage tower."

Aviva raised her eyebrows slightly: "Wow! Revenge for a friend? Affectionate and righteous!"

Adrian looked at her: "Can't it?"

"Yes you can!"

Aviva chuckled: "This is amazing!"

Her pink lips bit slightly, and the pink tutu is very cute: "But what if you grab the guy who is Chatu? I tell you, I hate him very much, because he sees my eyes become perverted !"

"Is it?" Adrian's mouth slightly tilted: "What does that have to do with me?"

"I'm your mentor!" Aviva pouted: "Help me teach him! The kind of cruelty!"

"Don't you kill him?" Adrien chuckled.

"Kill him?" Aviva patted a huge chest with some fear: "It's really scary, Adrien, why are you so cruel?" She bit her lower lip: "You can Don’t brutalize me, I’m very delicate, if you want to do anything to me, I will call it! Although I like to revenge my friends!”

"Oh." Adrien sat in front of him with a playful smile: "Are you laughing at me?" He tilted his head and looked at her: "Do you think I can't hear it, Ava Teacher?"

"Why do you say that?" Aviva pouted, learning to tilt his head.

"Whose hands of Chatu's son died?"

Adrien chuckled.

Looking at Aviva’s eyes became colder: “He didn’t say I guessed it, it’s nothing more than a sacrifice?” His hand slowly tapped on the table next to him, and his face changed as he sat on the bed. Aviva said lightly, "Can you change some routines? I feel a little tired now, do you know?"

Aviva blinked, but the pretending face was a little bit more stiff, grinning reluctantly, "Adrien, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"

"I don't understand." Adrien smiled. "Perhaps the indifferent version of the Aviva tutor can understand."

"Ok."

Aviva smiled reluctantly: "This is really interesting."

"Interesting?" Adrien sighed deeply: "We are all the same person, don't we?" He couldn't help shaking his head: "I used to have no strength, I could only walk slowly at night, but now I have strength "He looked up." Why can't I run? Just like you!"

"Maybe!" Aviva's charming face did not smile, and looked at Adrien in a complicated way: "If you think you are embracing darkness, but in fact, it is darkness that swallows you completely!"

"Huh?" Adrian looked at her.

"Treasure." Aviva got up and left the room, just reminded when he was leaving: "The orcs have already exploded in the dark jungle. These are dark days' conspiracies. Don't care about those orcs, when you are really close At the time of charting, your strength is actually nothing, because what is hidden behind it is the former master!"

"Once the ruler?" Adrien narrowed his eyes slightly: "That was the same as before!" He smiled lightly and nodded his thanks gently: "Thank you for your reminder, Master Aviva!"

"I just don't want you to die like that." Aviva shook her head and left.

"Dead?" Adrien muttered to himself: "No! I saw a better landscape! Why die?"