Wizard: I Brought the Wrong System

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"Yes... it's that song!"

"It's the story you told me, the song you gave me the bronze tag to complete..."

Heli wanted to speak these words bluntly, but the words just came to her lips, but she swallowed them back.

"After hearing this, do you think that I ruined the perfect story in his heart and the **** song?"

"Will it be... so hating me?"

The more people tend to care, the more fearful they will be, and the more they will worry about gains and losses.

Hurley was like that at this time.

But she wanted to sing to Yarrow a song written according to another story.

Want to get Yarrow's appreciation, want to get Yarrow's approval.

"Lord Yarrow, you are my dawn!"

"At a time when I was so disappointed in the world, when I wanted to get out of this world..."

"It was you who pulled me out of the abyss of despair!"

"So - all the beauty in the world should belong to you!"

But... Heli can't guarantee that the song she rewrote belongs to 'beautiful', not a humiliation to 'beautiful'.

"Would you... just wait?"

Yarrow naturally didn't know the entanglement in Haley's heart, after all, he had never had any expectations for the complementary songs that Haley said.

What's more, he has lived a particularly fulfilling life during this period, and he is busy with the front foot and the back foot every day.

The question I think about every day is not why the medicine failed again, but how to exercise in the future.

Even while dreaming, he was reciting the structure diagram of the trick.

Under such circumstances, how could he still remember that little thing of 'tearing the child'?

"Okay, go to sleep, you have to receive Miss Bailu tomorrow, so don't be rude then."

Yarrow teased at random, waved his hand, and regardless of the two, turned around and walked to the bedroom.

In one day, he was reciting, exercising, and teaching. His physical, mental and even perseverance had reached the limit.

Now, he just wants to rest and prepare for tomorrow's trip.

"Miss Bailu..."

Heli muttered to herself, as if thinking of something.

...

The melted ice water drops on the rocks, making a crisp sound like a wind chime.

Drops of bright green fluorescence floated like fireflies, covering the dim jungle with a soft veil.

In the center of this soft light, a huge shadow crawls on the ground, which is the original position of the trunk of the magic tree.

It's just that the once huge trunk has inexplicably melted and shrunk a lot, and the appearance has also undergone great changes.

With the help of the weak fluorescence, it can be seen that the trunk is dark brown as a whole at this time, and has a texture of glass. Through the glass-shaped trunk, you can vaguely see that there are three slightly beating cocoon structures inside.

Under the tree trunk, the girl's light and elegant voice is like sweet and soft cheese, soft and sweet and silky.

"In the next few days, I'll leave it to you."

"Be careful of the bad children wandering outside, she has been spying on the power of the abyss left in the magic tree, but don't let her interfere with the birth of these three children."

YoYo!

The sturdy elks have big eyes and agile feet, and their footsteps gently surround the woman of nature, constantly humming, as if they are communicating with the white deer.

Bailu listened carefully and responded from time to time:

"Oh, I'm also very distressed! But... if the bark of the magic tree is not dealt with as soon as possible, all the magic power inside will be lost, and Mr. Yarrow's reward will be completely ruined."

"These three children don't know how long they will be pregnant, so waiting is not an option."

"Don't scold me, I know I didn't think about it..."

"Don't worry, the bad boy wandering outside was born not long ago, and now he has been hungry for so long, he has lost his extraordinary ability, and he is now just like an ordinary little rabbit."

"Although it doesn't have extraordinary powers, it is still a child of the magic tree after all, and it can mobilize the residual power of the abyss in the magic tree, especially now, the natural power of the magic tree is all condensed on these three children. Once the force is detonated, the consequences are unpredictable."

"Well, yes, don't let it get near here."

"It's different, the magic tree has no extra power of nature to baptize it, it will always be a disgusting abyss elf!"

"Okay, okay, I'm going to bed, Da, Er, you sleep with me, you will have to work hard tomorrow to pull the carriage."

The night is deeper.

The girl's soft voice gradually weakened, and the sound of ice water splashing down was clear again.

Like a beautiful lullaby, the jungle covered with frost gradually fell into silence.

...

The next morning.

Yarrow, who maintained his usual habit of waking up, did not get up in a hurry, but meditated for an hour to restore his magic power to a saturated state before getting up to wash.

After washing up, he took out some finely ground soot, mixed with a small amount of oil, and carefully smeared it on his face.

——With this period of cultivation, the flesh and blood on his body has been refilled, and the strange dark black on his skin has completely disappeared.

In order to reduce possible trouble, a little cover-up is still necessary.

This kind of cover-up is naturally unprofessional, but Yarrow wants this kind of specious feeling.

The best way to hide a drop of water is to hide that drop in the sea.

Instead of challenging other people's majors with their own amateurs, secretive means will easily attract the attention of many veterans.

Looking at the buoyant young man in the mirror, Yarrow patted his cheek and reminded himself softly:

"Only combat power is the kingly way to protect oneself!"

Yarrow clearly knew that the reason why he was able to obtain so many materials from the alchemy shopkeeper last time was not because the alchemy shopkeeper found out in his conscience, awakened his copyright awareness, and consciously wanted to give so many things, the key was because of his own strength.

The same will be true in the future.

As long as the strength is enough, others will not dare to say it.

If the strength is not enough, even if you don't do anything ~www.readwn.com~, it is still an excellent material for walking in the eyes of others.

"This time, I can't forget about sulfur and nitric acid!"

The shell of the bomb has been refined a lot, and when the gunpowder is prepared, an excellent killer can be made.

"The fireball technique of the intermediate apprentice can only blast out a large area of ​​the chest. How much gunpowder is needed for comparison?"

"Even the power of a formal wizard's spell is not at the level of a mortar, and it can only release one blow at a time."

"Bombs can be detonated as much as they want in a unit of time!"

Of course, Yarrow also knew that his idea was unfair. Too many bombs were detonated at the same time in a unit of time, and his own safety range was also not enough.

Moreover, wealthy formal wizards generally do not simply use spells to attack, they are also equipped with a large number of enchanted treasures, magic scrolls and other means.

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