Wizard From Afar

The early morning sun shines through the windows of the North Tower, leaving a hazy silhouette between the stairs. The fine dust in the air overlaps with the breath of parchment, just like a poem of dawn.

Loren, standing outside the door, is not in a good mood to appreciate any shit poems at this moment. His expression was extremely embarrassing, and he didn't close his eyes all night, and there were a lot of bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

But there is still some good news-the little wizard is not seriously ill. It's just because of being too busy recently and often not eating. You can recover after just a few days of conditioning. How much is a blessing; of course, if it’s just like this, it won’t embarrass him...

"Can I go in?"

There is no response. Quandang was Loren who had been acquiesced by the other party. He opened the door with the medicine and walked in.

"You, you, you, you...When did I say I let you in? Get out, get out!"

When I saw Loren entering the door, the little wizard panicked. Lying on the bed, I wrapped myself in a quilt: "Go out, I don't want to see you now, go out!"

"Just a moment." Loren coped: "As long as you take the medicine— —Believe me, I have prepared the recipes in the book throughout the whole process. There is absolutely no problem."

"Who would believe your nonsense, you big liar, big liar full of lies!" Hiding in The little wizard in the quilt is still screaming, this time I can hear that tomorrow is different from before: "I don't plan to live anymore, just let me die!"

" I'm really sorry, although you are very ill, but there is not a small distance from this goal." After tossing for a night, his patience is about to wear off: "Moreover, putting on a quilt doesn't solve any problem-it needs me.' Help' you lift the quilt?"

"Don't!" The little wizard reacted more intensely: "Don't think about it, I will never let you see me!"

Loren has almost been tortured crazy by the other party's unreasonable harassment: "There is no need at all-you seem to have forgotten who brought you back to the dormitory last night, laid the quilt, and then took off your clothes..."

"Shut up, you are not allowed to say it!" The little wizard under the quilt shivered more severely, with a cry in his voice: "You are not allowed to say it, I am not allowed to say it..."

With a long sigh, Loren put the soup medicine on the bedside table and sat down by the bed. The little wizard hiding in the quilt, like a frightened rabbit, curled up into a ball suddenly.

"Take the medicine, I won't talk about it."

The little wizard who was "forced and helpless" got out of the quilt with a pale face. There were still tears in the crying eyes. He stared at Loren stubbornly while sipping the soup medicine, wishing to eat him in the next second.

Loren's heart is a mess. Even now, he can’t alleviate the "scare" he received last night. Although I have joked before, I never thought it was true!

Ain Rand...or should be called Ain Rand, is a genuine witch. Although it’s not easy to lose sight of losing weight, it’s definitely true!

The reason why I have never found out before is that she is really too thin, and although beautiful but relatively neutral, what is more important is the "voice changing potion" prepared by Dalton Kander for her. Just one ounce can make the sound a little rougher, and there are basically no side effects.

So this is the real reason why Dalton Kander accepted the little wizard as an apprentice-this world is very harsh on witches, almost intolerable. Once discovered, they often end up miserably.

These are not just rumors circulating among the people or church orders, but unwritten rules of the wizard class. Because too many witches are too emotional and unable to resist the will of the void, they have become lunatics and even more terrifying "beings".

"Are you satisfied now? Yes, I am a witch, are you satisfied?" Ayin's crying voice was trembling, and his emotions became more and more excited: "Go tell the church Ah, tell them what they will do to me?!"

"I will never tell anyone." Loren looked at her calmly, "I said, I Will protect you—yes, I’m a liar, I’ve lied a lot. But... I’ve never broken my promise about promises."

"Maybe I’m not qualified to say that, but I ask you again Trust me once."

The excited little wizard gradually returned to calm. The reason why it happened before was because the incident happened suddenly. The serious illness and the exposure of her biggest secret made her completely out of control.

When she regained her sanity, she changed back to the original little wizard, the genius alchemist with a keen mind.

"How many people know about this?" After hesitating for a while, Loren still asked.

"Teacher Dalton knows it." The complexion pale Ayin hasn't fully recovered yet, and his voice is slightly soft: "There is also Dean Peter, except for them, even other mentors do not Know this thing-of course, Isaac that bastard doesn't know it either."

It shows that they also know how dangerous this thing is-train a witch, even if it is Loren who has just stepped into the wizard circle Everyone knows how high the risk is. Dalton and Peter, why did they put Ayin on...

"You don't have to doubt the mentors, I asked them to agree." The little wizard who saw Loren's doubts quickly explained: "In short... the situation was very complicated at the time, but there was absolutely no other reason for it!"

"Then, your name is really..."

"It's Ai Yin ·Rand." The little wizard shook the head very stubbornly: "Apart from this, I won't live with the second name, I swear."

It seems that the water inside, It's much deeper than he thought... Loren sighed in his heart, but at least he can be sure that the "hidden demon" should have nothing to do with Ai Yin, otherwise Dalton might not let himself have any contact with her.

It should be something more obscure, deeper and more dangerous, that makes them so cautious that it changes the color of the smell.

The existence of witches is indeed very dangerous, but here is the remote and desolate Wimpal. As long as the incident does not spread, even if a witch does appear, it will not cause much panic. After all, no one has been there for hundreds of years. I've seen it before, and no one will be afraid of things that are just legendary.

"So, I'm the third person to know this secret." Loren who face doesn't change still said with a smile: "Uh... at least a little bit ahead of Isaac."

"I, I won't tell that pretentious bastard!" Two blushes floated on Ai Yin's pale face: "Don't be affectionate, it will let you find that simply is...accident." Speaking of the back, her voice became more nuanced, and in the end she couldn't even hear her.

"Um... how about this?" Loren raised his lips: "I will tell you one too. How about a secret I have never told anyone?"

"What The secret?"

"Look at my hair, and my eyes-very special, right, you should have never seen it before." Loren said lightly softly, slowly approaching the little wizard's By the ear, the pale cheeks were as red as drunk, his eyes widened, and his hands couldn't help grasping the quilt tightly.

"I...not... belong to this world."

Loren’s voice was like a breeze, and the little wizard with numb ears didn’t even fully hear what he said. She was trembling nervously from head to toe.

Until he left, Ai Yin returned to normal a bit, but her face was still bright red: "You, what did you just say?"

"en? I should have said just now It’s very clear." Loren frowned: "I come from another world. Everyone in our place has his own magic wand, but we call that a mobile phone."

"Oh yes Yes, we also have a similar religion over there, but it takes one or two hundred years of cultivation, so it is more like a wizard than a priest. The people inside are all experienced elders who can talk to you and talk to you..."

"Bang--!"

Before he finished speaking, Loren was kicked out of the room, and the door behind him slammed shut.

"Next time you want to lie to me, please make it more decent, big liar——!"