Super Dimensional Wizard

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In the following days, Moro did not show up anymore, Erin and Allen began to practice the three-corner guidance technique, and Angel was immersed in the topic ideas arranged by Jon.

Moro said that knowledge is Magus’ most important thing. Angel doesn’t know whether Professor Jon’s knowledge is useful, but he knows that this knowledge can enlighten wisdom and make his vision not obsessed with the meticulousness in front of him.

Useful or useless. Angel doesn’t care.

Angel’s hard work, complex formulas and numbers have become yesterday’s draft. Every day, Angel has new ideas for solving problems, from molecules and atoms to magnetic fields and wave bands. Different angles bring him different surprises.

Over time, Angel knew that he was getting closer to the correct answer.

On this day, Angel put down his quill and rubbed the temple. The brainpower has been running for nearly half a month, and the questions answered are more and more, and the final answers are getting closer and closer, only the progress of the last 10 questions. But the continuous concentration of attention made his head overwhelmed. Especially this morning, he even had tinnitus and black vision. This shows that the body is already sending him an alarm.

Angel stopped even though he couldn’t wait for the answer anymore. He is 14 years old this year and is still in adolescence. If it is because of a moment of radicalism, the balance of the body within the body is broken, and the mutation of the most important period of his life appears, then he has nowhere to cry.

I heard from Jon ’s mentor that he had a serious illness during his adolescence due to his lifestyle habits. Later, his height stopped at 165. Angel doesn’t know if the tutor is telling the truth, or is still making excuses, but wouldn’t it be credible, untrustworthy?

Angel yawned, stretched her arms and straightened her legs. I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, it was exactly 2 pm.

The clock is on the edge of the island, which is the old soil Continent, and it is rare. Even Pat Manor was still using hourglasses, but in Continent, the clock was already well known to the general public.

Pushing off the round lid on the wooden wall panel, Angel immediately smelled the smell of the ocean.

This round wooden cover is the boat window. In the middle room of the Bauhinia, there are such breathable windows, and the rooms on the ground floor have no such treatment.

The sun was shining, and the rippled eyes of the sea swelled. The outside air and the forced room are convection with each other, Angel doesn’t care about the smell, lazily’s eyes closed, the soft sea breeze blowing, his thoughts begin to like a heavenly steed, soaring across the skies.

Angel recalled the beauty of childhood, the love of his parents, the care of his brother, the teachings of his mentor, and the indulgence of the green young people who knew the Sea of ​​Consciousness day and night. Angel’s memories always make him smile unconsciously. He left from Pat Manor and did not take anything away, only this memory can follow him for life.

Angel is determined to follow Conorent from Morrow to become a Magus, not only to treat the mentor, but in fact, the heart is faint and there is the thought of revitalizing the family. In the old soil Continent, even Magus Apprentice received far more treatment than the royal noble.

Moro once said that the lifespan of the official Magus is at least 500 years. If it is a breakthrough, 1000 years is not difficult. Angel does not have the luxury of guarding the family for 1000 years. At least within 100 years, there are no more than three generations of relatives, and it will be enough to prosper.

The outside was calm and calm, and Angel also had the idea of ​​relaxing, simply taking a tea bag out of the luggage.

The tea bag contains morning dew after the rain. At the beginning, Angel divided all the rain after the morning dew in the manor into two parts, one part was for Moro, and the rest he took with him.

Although Angel doesn’t like to drink this kind of slightly bitter tea, but remembered Moro said that this kind of tea is a low-level magic plant. I am about to step into the mysterious Magus World, drink it from time to time, should it help?

Angel’s eyes are favored when drinking tea, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned. Even if no one is around, his every move, every detail, even the straight back when he lifts the tea cup, looks very elegant. This noble temperament has been buried deep in the bones by him. Coupled with Jon’s many years of poetry and book cultivation, Angel’s temperament is also more elegant, and the combination of temperament makes his entire person glow with charming charm.

Well, if you are older and your face matures, it will be better. Angel muttered to the mirror.

After drinking a glass, as usual, the morning dew brought Angel a bitter taste, in addition to bitterness. Not bad, but not necessarily delicious.

As for what Moro said about the effect of demons, it is probably not related to him.

Whisper–

When Angel was thinking about the three flavors in the tea, a bird call came from outside the window, followed by a flapping of wings.

Angel looked up and saw a weird seabird stopped from the window sill.

The seabird is estimated to be 2 palms in size, gray-brown feathers, red sharp claw, orange pointed beak, green eyes. The above are also in line with the basic characteristics of seabirds, but the reason why Angel said it is weird is that there is even decoration on this bird!

He wore a tall white hat on his head and a blue and white bib tied around his neck. There was also a reflective pattern on the bib. What makes Angel most obsessed is that there is a blue bag hanging diagonally on the seabird, which looks like a carrier pigeon in the fairy tale.

The seabird murmured, and the green eyes were staring at Angel all the time, as if talking to Angel in general.

Angel laughed, his eyes rolled around, thinking that there were no outsiders in the room, the young temperament once again occupied the peak, and his mouth was also talking to the seabird with his mouth flat.

The seabird grunted.

Angel smiled: “You said your name is whispering? Really interesting, who is your master, how can you dress you so stylish!”

The seabird’s eyes narrowed, a squeak of disdain.

Angel stretched out her slender fingers and lightly tapped the seeds of the seabird’s small head: “Say you are stylish, and your tail has lifted me up.”

Hearing Angel’s words, the seabird’s head crooked and wanted to fly away. But hesitated for a while, then stopped again, and turned back to mutter, seeming to beg for something.

Angel didn’t notice it, still teasing the bird cheerfully. In the process of amusing the bird, Angel also found that the seabird’s blue small bag was printed with the same pattern as its bib.

The pattern seems to be the style of a badge. In the center is a lady with large purple hair who is fat and has several layers of meat on her face. This lady has flaming red lips, a small nose, a charming eye makeup, and a mole on the chin If there is no fat, it must be a beautiful and alluring girl. It is a pity that one white cover 100 ugliness and one fat destroys all. On the two sides of the pattern, a table knife and a fork intersect.

It seems quite strange, don’t know what it means? Is it the national emblem? Angel Waner, if it is really the emblem, this family’s heart is also big enough.

If it is not a national emblem, what would it be? Angel didn’t understand, but he didn’t know much. As soon as the problem came out of his mind, he was thrown behind him.

Although, curiosity is the first virtue of learners. But he prefers to use curiosity in the exploration of truth.

Angel also found that the seabird’s small shoulder bag was bulging, and there must be something in it. But Angel not at all reached out and took it. In front of the host’s face, he didn’t ask for it. This kind of behavior he couldn’t do even if the owner of this small bag was a seabird.

The seabird was still whispering, but Angel was talking to its chicken and duck, it looked very depressed, and walked anxiously around the window sill.

“Little grunt, why are you here? Are you hungry or thirsty?”

When the seabird heard the name of “Little Squeak”, she wished to roll Angel’s eyes, but when she heard the next question, the seabird’s eyes lit up, nodded quickly, and the small head melon was like a peck.

“It turns out that you are hungry, too clever, and you will find your own food.” Angel took out the food bag from the drawer, took out the bread from the inside, mumbled it while mumbling: “I don’t know your family master Who is it and how to train you so obediently; you can understand people’s words and reply. “

Angel looked out the window, looking at the endless sea. “I don’t see any islands nearby … are they kept by the Transcending people who live on the top floor of the Bauhinia?”