v2 Chapter 1804： Round stone ceremony

Chapter 1804 Round Stone Ceremony

Anger opened his eyes and returned to reality from the wilderness of dreams.

He stayed in the wilderness of the dream for less than a quarter of an hour, confirming that Lyon was innocent and hurried back to reality. The reason is -

"Oh." The crisp knock on the door sounded from the door.

Anger stretched out his finger and tapped the void, and the door a few meters away automatically opened, revealing a sly figure.

It was Arnada who stood at the door.

Although the door was opened, Ananda was hesitant to step into the house until "please enter" and Ananda only lowered her head and walked in.

Anada holds a plate with a delicate Mithril teapot and matching short cups, as well as a plate of emerald desserts.

"Adult, this is the night magic black tea, as well as cold-style refreshments." Anada is somewhat cautious to put the plate in front of Anger.

Angel: "Is this what Zsselide sent you?"

Ananda shook her head: "No, adult, this is me..." Ananda suddenly didn't know what to say, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Angel said with a smile: "So, this is the dessert you prepared... Hey, it tastes good."

Ang's peace, let Anada feel nervous, slowly relaxed, she nodded: "Yes, this is my snack. I am very grateful..."

"I am very grateful to the adults who told me that I stayed up late for the pharmacy, so that I would not be desperate."

She prepared this snack after dinner, also because of the resignation of the original kind of love.

Angel: "So, you switched from Zisred to the circadian pot and then delivered your youth?"

"Yes." Anada nodded.

"Is it worth it?" Anger's fingertips gently lit the glass tabletop, his eyes quietly watching the old knowledge of Huafa.

“It’s worth it.” Anada did not hesitate: “When I knew there was a wizard in the world, I suddenly felt that my environment and my life were all so ordinary, like a shroud. The fog can't be opened. I want to go to the fog and see what kind of scenery there will be."

"I know that only when I become a wizard can I qualify to see the world."

Ananda’s speech at the beginning was a bit stuttering, but perhaps it was the relaxed atmosphere that Anger gave, and her voice slowly began to flow.

"But I don't have talent. I thought that I would be in the quagmire for a lifetime, until the adults told me that I still have hope. As long as I can find the cockroach, I can still enter this field I am looking forward to."

This inspired Anada, let her not want to give up, leave from the night magic city, wandering in the wilderness to find opportunities. In the end, the tired Anada found the antique shop in Zslad.

Perhaps her persistence, let fate guide her to the antique shop; or the antique shop is calling her, let her stumble and find a home.

She eventually succeeded as a superb, even if it cost a lot.

Angel: "You have taken this step now. Have you seen the scenery you want to see?"

"I saw a little." Anada gently lowered her head: "But I still want to see more."

Anger smiled and took a sip of tea. He nodded the last bite on the plate and said, "That bless you can fulfill your wishes."

Anada took a deep bow and emptied the plate, ready to step back.

However, when he reached the door, Anada turned his head again. Some hesitantly whispered: "Adult, can I ask a question?"

Anger nodded undecidedly.

"Whitton, he... is he still living in Magic Island?"

"Yes."

Ananda thought for a moment: "I have something to give to Wibington. Is there any way to get it to him?"

Angel: "I remembered that Zilsard had told me before that Whitbyton would come here often."

Ananda bowed her head and smiled: "I... I don't want to use this face to see him."

Anger looked at Anada. From the previous dialogue, he could feel the strong pursuit of Anada for the extraordinary road. He thought that Anada really didn't care about this pair of skins, but now it seems that it is not completely indifferent.

Anger thought for a moment: "I believe that Whitby should not care what you become."

Ananda was silent for a long time, and said: "But, I care." She hopes that in the memory of Whitbyton, it is still the same as the past, not the old-fashioned look.

Anger did not try to understand the complex mind of Anada at this time. He thought: "The Magic Island does not welcome outsiders, but if you believe me, I can help you hand over to Wibington."

Anada: "I believe in adults."

Soon, Anada took out the items she had to hand over to Wibington from her parcel.

Anger thought that Ananda would give Whitby a commemorative thing, such as her belongings, or something that gave spiritual value.

However, Anada finally came out with a few stones.

These stones have red characters, and they can smell a **** smell.

In the eyes of Anger, these stones are just ordinary stones, but when those red characters appear on them, they make Anger a strange sense of violation.

It doesn't seem to be the look of everything?

Anger carefully looked at the red characters drawn on the stone, not the words he knew, nor the magic lines, but some lines like the big will.

What Anger suddenly thought of: "Is this a tribute?"

Ananda nodded: "Yes."

The so-called tribute is actually a kind of bearer medium for ritual studies.

Anger knows very little about ritualism, because ritualism is not prevalent in the southern region. Although it has not been chased by extreme sects like Ming literature, there are still very few rituals in the south, and it can be said that there are only a handful.

Anger only knows that ritual studies are not inferior to the huge system of alchemy.

This stone tribute in front of it, as well as **** smell, shows that it took shape soon. Anger looked at Anada in confusion: "Is this what you made?"

Ananda nodded. "Yes, this is a tribute to a round stone ceremony. Just arrange it neatly around the body and consume a quarter of the magic crystal to activate the ritual. Its role is to make People are concentrating, while at the same time concentrating attention..."

Whitby is a quiet person, and this is also a headache for the Goodman steward. The tribute that Anada sent is the shortcoming of distracting love for Whitby.

"Do you understand ritual studies?" Angel asked curiously.

Anada: "I know a little bit of fur. I have only learned the round stone ceremony and a small part of the praying ceremony. It was taught by the manager."

Although Angel is very interested in ritual studies, he did not ask Anada again. After receiving the stone, he said: "I will hand it over to Whitby."

"Adult, can you tell me, is this stone sent by me?" Anada hesitated, and said again.

Anger gave her a deep look and did not ask the reason, nodded directly: "Yes."

"Thank you an adult." After Ananda finished speaking, she bowed to Angel and slowly retired.

Angelo glared at the stone in his hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched gently: the two men were interesting, and Ebison sent Ananda potion, Anada gave Whitby tribute... and they never grew up One has not yet enjoyed maturity and has already grown old in advance.

(End of this chapter)