Create the Age of Magic

Watfaco is a swear word widely circulated in Ceylon, which probably means what the hell this is.

Under the teaching of old Douglas, Horn has always tried his best to control himself to be civilized and polite, but now he really can't help it.

The treasure chest he got in exchange for a life-and-death battle with the deacon in white turned out to be a living falcon.

This falcon can even talk like a meow.

And asked if he was his Masta, what the hell is Masta, is there a word for it in Ceylon?

The current situation is obviously wrong, right?

Is the place where he is really full of mysterious ruins of crisis?

Suddenly, Horn noticed that there was something wrong with the falcon's eyes, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Horn's mind. Although the appearance was different, wasn't this look the same as the Angolan symbiote that turned into poop and smeared on the soldier's face before?

Thinking of this, Horn sniffed his nose twice, as if he could smell shit on this falcon...

The falcon kept its head still, but turned around strangely, and now it was facing Horn normally.

"Human, do you despise me with that look in your eyes?"

It rolled its eyes twice, then flew up and landed on Horn's head. Its claws and sharp beak kept scratching Horn.

Horn covered his face and fled in embarrassment. Horn, who had seen the soldier's miserable appearance, did not dare to attack the symbiotic beast.

If he was covered in poop, he might as well be dead.

Suddenly, the falcon pecked Horn's hand fiercely, and made a small opening on the back of his hand, and a drop of bright red blood flowed out. Horn felt a strange energy flowing along the drop in his body. Blood left his body.

That feeling is very strange.

Falcon swallowed the drop of blood into his stomach in one gulp, and then a mysterious aura spread from Falcon's body.

In Horn's eyes, an incomparably complex and mysterious magic circle appeared around him and the Falcon.

Is this a contract to be signed? Does Horn also have his own Angora symbiote?

But……

Horn kept shouting in his consciousness:

"I don't want a falcon, I want a cat!"

Yes, Horn's favorite pet is a cat, but old Douglas didn't like cats, so Horn had no chance to keep them before.

Now that there is an Angora symbiote, of course it will look like a cat!

What is the difference between a life without cats and a salted fish?

Just when Horn was thinking wildly, a new change appeared on the Falcon, starting from its head and slowly turning into a cat.

Gray and white colors, furry head, smart big eyes.

This is exactly the type Horn likes best!

Horn once heard Jim say that the Angolan symbiote will become the one that the owner likes the most, just like Luke's favorite animal is a squirrel, and his favorite color is green, so his symbiote is a green one squirrel.

And Roland seems to like domineering creatures, so his symbiotic beast is a golden dragon that has been miniaturized.

Now Horne likes cats, so his symbiote will look like the cat he likes.

it really is,

Quite caring!

The changes were going on little by little. When the whole head turned into a cat's head and the whole bird's body turned gray and white, the magic circle disappeared!

A strange connection develops between Horne and Falcon, who now share lives!

Horn could feel that the life of the symbiotic beast was connected to him. From today onwards, as long as Horn survived, the symbiotic beast would not really die.

And when Horn died, the symbiotic beast would be buried with him!

This is naturally excellent, and there is no need to think about how much benefit a symbiotic beast can bring to Horn.

But,

But he has not changed!

Horn was going crazy, the current symbiotic beast was simply a strange thing, with a bleeding cat's head and a falcon's lower body.

He couldn't help but say to the symbiotic beast in front of him:

"You half-cat, half-hawk, what the hell are you?"

The symbiotic beast spread out one wing and stretched out its pink tongue to lick the wing. After licking for a while, it said:

"Meow, I call meow-headed eagle like this now!"

Horn rubbed his hair in pain and said helplessly:

"I'm not asking what you are, but why you turned into such a ghost!"

It spread its wings and flew up, landed on Horn's shoulder and said:

"You want a cat, but I want to be an eagle myself, so that's how it looks like meow."

"Then, can you become an eagle or a pure cat now?" Horn asked the symbiotic beast tentatively.

"This one."

It kept rubbing Horn's head with the cat's head and said:

"Of course it can't!"

Horn sat on the ground slumped, and when he thought of taking this guy out to meet people in the future, he felt that his life had lost his direction...

The symbiote flapped its wings and flew to Horn's lap, staring at Horn.

"Good guy, you're still not satisfied with me, aren't you!" The cat showed an expression of atmosphere on its head.

A normal cat would never be able to make such an expression. At first glance, this expression is cute, but a cat without a meat ball has no soul!

...

Countless years later, the trend of keeping owl magic pets in captivity became popular in the wizarding world.

Because according to legend, the source of magic, the magic pet of the supreme magician Horn Memherin is a falcon with a cat's head.

This species has not been found in all known worlds, so magicians can only use owls instead.

However, they still hope that one day, this strange creature with a cat's head can be truly discovered in a certain world.

...

At this time, Luke, the magician who was the first to obtain the Angolan symbiotic beast, and his symbiotic beast Dobby were facing a bald middle-aged man in distress.

The expressions of the two of them were highly synchronized, and they both looked dull.

Because the man in front of him was eloquently eloquently explaining some medicinal knowledge that they could not understand, and from time to time he picked some carefully cultivated plants from his small botanical garden and took them out for dispensing.

This man is a witch, and his talent is not very good, but he has an extraordinary obsession with potions.

He should be a very useful talent, but they don't know what to do without Horn.

Now Luke is praying that Horn will come back soon, if he doesn't come back, he will be drowned in this man's saliva.

God knows how he came to the conclusion that if he is good at growing plants, he should be good at making potions...