Chapter 74

prevent divulgence of one's secrets?

It was a measure Martin had never considered, and a quick taste was simple and easy.

If he had heard it a moment ago, perhaps he would have told Linnaeus? Buffon was so grateful for this.

But the mood called preconceived in people's heart is really strange. Do you understand Linnaeus? The meaning of Buffon, the words of the chamber woman could not help but rush into Martin's mind.

If it's not for your people, then It's about what you're doing

Martin chewed on the woman's words, and compared with the suggestion in front of him, a certain thought which was absurd before suddenly became clear -- Linnaeus? Buffon wants Fowles to die.

Yes, it must be! Before he deceived himself, it seemed that he was setting up a scam. In fact, he didn't want to take advantage of his own hands to do away with that boy?

The boy who forced himself induced jealousy. The task was actually completed very well, so linnai? Bufeng said at that time, he didn't bother himself these days.

It's a pity that President Heinrich personally saved the boy with the ultimate water therapy, Linnaeus? Bufeng was deeply dissatisfied, so he summoned himself again, and wanted to continue to use his own hand to complete the unfinished work on the pretext of revenge.

In contrast, Martin felt fresh and fresh. There was only one thing he didn't quite understand

That boy, Fowles, is just a small character. How can he provoke the two elders of the mage guild and make the old man treat him so painstakingly?

Martin didn't understand, but that must be the key to the whole thing!

Hiding the fierce light in his eyes, Martin made an appearance of being taught modestly and quit Linnaeus with gratitude? Bufeng's room, the discontent in the heart is like the waves.

Everyone is on one side, and you are the boss and I am the subordinate. Is there anything I can do to help you to speak more clearly?

Do you tell me plainly that it's hard to get rid of that kid at trial? I've done it before. It's not once or twice. I still disobey orders. Why do you hide it?

Filled with indignation, Martin strode out of the tower of change and glanced at the blue water tower not far away. The words of the woman in the cell came to his mind "If the two elders want to mess with you, who can cover you?"

Linnaeus? Buffon, it's you who are unkind to me first. Don't blame me for my injustice! Gnashing his teeth, Martin finally made a decision.

Fowles's days seem free and easy

According to the mage guild, he came to trade, but unfortunately was misjudged.

Since there was a misunderstanding, Fowles's identity at the moment was not a prisoner, but a noble guest who could act at will in the mage guild!

If you are not jealous, you will feel dizzy when you sit up in bed. It is even more impossible to stand up and walk around. Will the mage guild be so generous?

Sitting in the courtyard of the most advanced sanatorium of the mage guild, with the breeze blowing and the smell of vanilla flowers blowing on his face and nose, Fowles squinted and enjoyed it, and thought ironically in his heart.

The sun was shining overhead, but because the gaps in the space above Tallinn were changeable, the sunlight was blocked by these gaps and became the same wandering existence, reflected on the same cloudy and indefinite face of Fowles.

The colorful spots sprinkled down from the sky, even the rainbow reflected by the water column of the Magic Fountain in the pond in the courtyard is wandering around like a living creature. This is the only "thunder light" in the afternoon of the mage guild in the world, which is a rare sight in the eyes of common people.

Fowles couldn't move himself. The reason why he came to the yard was Rebecca called a magic puppet and carried him out with the most advanced magic constructs.

It's the power of "free action", which is noble and luxurious, and symbolic to the extreme!

The mage guild believed his lies. Fowles was not naive enough to believe them. At least After this, he will never again.

"Can you really decipher the secrets of the abandoned island? How did you do it? Have you ever joined that organization before? No, the mage guild has sent at least a thousand elite undercover agents. None of them has successfully brought the information back... "

"Oh, yes, I'm lucky."

"By the way, I heard that you are a member of the Medici family. You come from Alexandria far away. I heard that people there believe in gods and go to church every rest day. Is that right? Whoa Nile, Lake Tiange, Babylon City, saints' assembly hall, I really want to go there and have a look

"It's a fine day in Babylon. People in Prague like it. They look at Vienna and shout," I love you Rhine. "

“…… Although the group of deities and mages is the product of exchanging technology with Alexander, there are too few believers here. Even if we are not good at learning magic, we have to transfer here. There are not many true believers. ""When it comes to magic talent, sometimes I really envy such a genius as you. Jealousy is a dream beyond the reach of ordinary people like me."

"In fact, it's nothing more than diligence. I just spend my coffee drinking time drinking ale."

“……”

“……”

When he woke up from the coma, Fowles did not realize that Rebecca, the goddess who looked quiet and peaceful, was a chatterbox.

At first, when the goddess officer pushed him to go out, he thought it was a new interrogation method of the mage Association, through the seemingly casual but endless tiring bombing of the goddess officer.

But slowly he found that the goddess officer was not intentional, born mouth idle just.

Her topic of East and West, the average person can hardly keep up with her thinking speed, let alone the organization to answer.

So at the end of the day, Fowles simply separated out an incomplete idea, chatting with the goddess one sentence after another, making a look of dull mind and indistinct consciousness, while the rest quietly escaped into the sea of knowledge.

He couldn't use magic, he couldn't think hard. The trauma in his brain was far from healing, so Fowles needed more efforts.

In theory, he can release level 4 magic. Yes, but he is promoted too fast. This situation is like building a high-rise building, trying to save time, but ignoring other security risks.

Now it seems that the high-rise building in the sea has been built to six or seven floors. In fact, the foundation is fragile and crumbling, and there is a possibility of collapse at any time. Moreover, once it collapses, it may not be that the building will collapse from seven to six. It is very likely that five, four or even lower floors will collapse together.

Even genius, there is no dare to upgrade two levels in a year.

So Fowles had to take the time to see what was going on in his mind

The seven level sea of knowledge has completely changed its appearance. The original boundless magic ocean is now greatly condensed into a small lake.

This is the price of promotion. Of course, the concentration of magic has also increased dozens of times. Originally, it was like a mist, but now it is still full of flavor.

The whole sea of knowledge is now like a very small nebula, slowly and rhythmically rotating, with the thick fog, with those tiny droplets in the fog

The most obvious sign of promotion to seven is the magic liquefying.

According to the previous notes, the magic incarnation of the sea is also that water is heavier than wind, so the liquid magic will gradually accumulate in the bottom of the sea when liquefaction is added. From level 7 to level 12, the proportion of liquid state will gradually increase.

Although the scene in the sea is totally different from the experience in the notes of the predecessors who have studied it, but He has been promoted and stabilized at caster level 7, which Fowles can see.

That's good! That's good! Although these magical powers dare not be touched lightly, every time they touch it, they will cause great pain to the brain, but as long as they are there, sooner or later, these forces will be their own.

It's said that it's very difficult for me to be promoted to seven levels, but when I was confused by the public face, I was promoted successfully. It's a blessing in disguise!

Fowles was in a good mood, and his mind was full of freshness, but soon, more doubts rushed into his mind

Is there such a good thing? He believed in such a thing, which is logical, but I woke up from the coma because of the operation of chairman Heinrich. Since this guy has the ability to save himself from jealousy, he must also have the ability to do something on his body, right?

It's not too early to be happy! "Rebecca, let's go take a bath," he said slowly

Now, Fowles enjoys the highest level of treatment from the guild of mages. Even his baths are the combination of the most advanced achievements of traditional shaman medicine and guild alchemy.

Those additives, even from a wealthy family, have never seen or heard of them. You can imagine their value.

So, what he did was not a bath, but a luxury!

"Good!" Rebecca nodded happily, recited the mantra, and the magic puppet stepped forward mechanically. Her arms were inserted into the bottom of the rattan bed to hold Forrest steadily.

She was about to read the next mantra and let the magic puppet return flowers to the house when a clear voice rang out: "sister Rebecca, what are you doing?"

Pink Jade carving, yes, it is. When people see it, they will be envious of his purity, his immaturity and his brilliance So a 13-4-year-old boy does not need to walk slowly into the courtyard.

If this child grows up, what kind of madness should the woman become?! Even Fowles can't help feeling, because even in the other world, those monstrous beauties after plastic surgery and make-up are gloomy compared with the young man in front of him.

Young people into the hospital, black and white eyes gently a glance, smart with a warm smile: "unexpectedly is a new patient? To you, sister Rebecca? That's really rare! ""What's wrong with me? Is my skill worse than others? " Rebecca gave the boy a rude blow and made a shudder on the boy's head.

"No, no, sister Rebecca, you don't have the skills to say, just..." The young man covers his head with a bitter face and laughs.

Rebecca snorted triumphantly, pointing to the teenager: "this is Leo, full name Leonardo? Orange. " She pointed to Fowles again and again: "Fowles? Medici, my new patient. "

"Hello." The young man nodded, and there was no arrogance in his eyes.

"I've heard a lot about you." Fowles nodded, not politely. He had heard the name.

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