Your Highness, Don’t Be Like This

　　 Seeing the flame go out, Louis breathed a sigh of relief and stroked the blackened area with his magic wand. Then the vegetation re-grew in a few seconds and became more vigorous.

　　 After making sure that there were no traces of the crime left, Louis sat on the root of the holy oak tree and played with the gold coins.

After 　　 glanced twice, he recognized it. In his knowledge base, there is such a thing.

　　 This should be a gold coin from the era of the'Isolda Witch King' of the last century.

　　 This is Isolda, the grandfather of Osikris, and the first witch king in the new era.

　　 His father was originally the illegitimate son of a grand prince, and together with a dragon mother overthrew the old dynasty and established a new kingdom. And Isolda is the son of the Dragon Mother. Has dragon blood.

　　Osikris is the same, so the kingdom of Solundo has the custom of marrying dragons.

　　In the history of this world, witches are inherently more magical than wizards, so there are many queens, but there are very few witch kings. Therefore, although these gold coins are only from the last century, they still have some collectible value. If you choose a good buyer, you should be able to double it several times.

　　 Pocket watch is also very unusual.

　　【Chamian's pocket watch (extreme magical wonder)】

　　 [Description: Chamian often boasted that it can stop time from spinning, and make people stay young forever. But it is actually just a common deceit in'Liu Leng Alley'. But now after a series of fantasy journeys, it has been bred by the magic of the Holy Oak for many years, so it has been very different. 】

【Features:

　　 1. Thinking faster.

　　 Description: Time seems to slow down suddenly, only your thinking is still fast (3s).

　　 2. Containment.

　　 Description: The magic power of the holy oak makes the magic carrying capacity of this pocket watch very strong, which can store a magic or some blessings (save for 7 days).

　　 2. Absorption;

　　 Description: It can help absorb those harmful energies, such as curses. When its pointer starts to rotate, then you have been quietly hit. 】

　　Louis put away the pocket watch first, and then planned to leave here, and when he left near the holy oak tree, he found a light suddenly shining on his body.

　　 He looked up and found that the surrounding area of ​​the holy oak tree was gradually brightening. The moonlight passed through the cracks in the canopy, and shot down a total of Dindahl spots, like columns of air, beautifully beautiful.

　　 [Before you leave, please accept the blessing of the Holy Oak, you hope today’s blessing is...]

　　 [A, (random daily) Evils do not invade: The West Side is not very peaceful recently, although you are as strong as a dragon, it's okay to stay a few times. But this blessing is undoubtedly the safest. 】

　　‘Sure enough, it’s not peaceful these few days. "Louis Shuang also moved slightly.

　　 [B. (Random daily) Fearless: Demons will grow stronger with your fear, but if you are fearless, they will be invulnerable. 】

　　 [C. (Daily fixed) Energy perfusion: +5 mana recovery/s for 30 minutes. 】

　　 The repeated changes here finally shocked the night watchman. Someone from afar came over drunk with a lantern.

　　Louis didn't have time to think about it. He kept a blessing in his pocket watch, and then hurriedly got into a nearby teaching tower dedicated to the defense of the dark arts—youmeng tower.

　　 A few minutes later, a small group of drunken night watchmen came under the holy oak tree, discussed curiously, and left.

　　 The Holy Oak is a spectacle, and this kind of vision happens from time to time. Especially recently.

　　 I heard that the kid is about to enter the college.

　　 The Holy Oak must have a premonition.

　　 The one more than ten years ago became a terrible dark wizard. He established the Priory and became one of the biggest stains in the history of the Holy Oak.

　　 No one dared to mention his name so far.

　　 Now, all wizards have pinned their hopes on this child, and maybe only he can deal with the Dark Lord.

　　...

　　 A young professor who is smoking a pipe is walking hurriedly in the Youmeng Tower, it seems that something has been forgotten in the laboratory.

　　 After a short while, he came to the thirteenth floor.

　　The 13th floor of the Youmeng Tower, this place is famous among apprentices—because it can lead to the mysterious dark area of ​​the academy.

　　 The stories circulating in the college that scare people to sleep, most of them happened in this high tower.

　　Occasionally, a professor, school worker, or night watchman will bump into one or two evil things.

　　 A few days ago, there was a little fox who bumped into such an evil thing. She was so scared that she almost lost her soul. Even in the past few days, she would have nightmares when she went to bed in the middle of the night. When she closed her eyes, she could feel the wet hair on the pillow.

　　 After that, she wrote a letter of complaint to the Ministry of Magic, but Director Treff didn't know how to get the letter of complaint, and then she suppressed it.

　　 It looks like Director Treff can’t figure it out, and he doesn’t want others to complain...

　　 While cleaning up the office these past two days, Helen found this letter of complaint. After reading it, her legs were frightened.

　　 "Lulululu, I think something terrible in the dark area must have run out! It is looking for a substitute!"

　　 Helen said to Louis with trembling teeth at the time:

"If you recently went to the West End and accidentally entered the tower, please remember-when you hear the sound of footsteps, don't stop, otherwise it will catch up to you slowly, and don't just look back or look at it. Mirror! It's best to find a place to stay overnight against the corner of the wall without closing your eyes. Don't open the door if anyone knocks, but if the door opens, even the door opens by itself..."

　　 Helen did not dare to go on.

　　 Thinking of this, Louis's heart could not help beating. Suddenly, he felt a bug flying into his eyes, so he rubbed it, but he felt something touch his heel.

　　 But the whole corridor is pitch black, how can anyone be there?

　　Louis shook his head and quickened his pace.

　　 The seats in that classroom were empty, and the whole floor was quiet. All around is quiet, only the sound of Louis's footsteps echoing in the corridor.

　　 But not long after, something very evil happened.

　　 He felt as if someone was following him.

　　 Whenever one's steps stopped, there would be an echo of footsteps in the corridor. It was as if someone behind him was walking with the exact same pace, quietly following him.

　　 And it seems that every time he pauses, the voice behind him can bring him a step closer.

　　 A vague itching touched Louis's neck, which seemed to be human hair. Louis couldn't help turning his head. The corridor behind him was empty, but there were some damp footprints on the ground. The last step was about to put him on.

　　 Louis couldn't help but recall what Helen said at the time. Rubbing his face severely, he hurriedly strode into a room like a dance studio and closed the door. What's worse, there was a full-length mirror here!

　　The ‘Wu Yanzu’ in the mirror frowned with his pipe in his mouth, looking palely at the door.

　　 Everything seems to be normal, but what is strange is that the door of this room in the mirror is open!

　　 And Louis in the mirror did not look back.

　　Louis blinked fiercely, and found himself in the mirror with his head down, his face gloomy.

　　 At this moment, the door to the room in the mirror suddenly closed!

　　[Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...]

　　 There was a gloomy sound, and suddenly it echoed. But without a few laughs, the person in the mirror had a sudden stop.

　　The person in the mirror noticed that the scene behind him suddenly became distorted.

　　 [What kind of magic is this? ]

　　 "A little Mr. Mobius ring." Louis stretched out his trembling hand, took out his pocket watch, his face showed unconcealable excitement: "I have found you!"

　　 At this moment, the person in the mirror suddenly discovered that the person outside the mirror, whose magical power was almost dry, was beginning to recover at a terrifying speed.

　　 He felt that the nightmare seeds he planted in that person's heart suddenly couldn't be contacted again.

　　 As for mind reading—the wizard's mind in front of him suddenly became like a pool of stagnant water.

　　 Seeing the unconcealable excited smile on the wizard's face, Stewart fell into contemplation.

　　[Sir, how do I feel, you seem a bit familiar? ]