My Magic Age

A magic caravan filled with metal rune plates slowly drove out of Aria's house. Murray sat next to the charioteer and waved goodbye to me.

At the gate of the warehouse, Aaliya looked sadly at the two shallow cracks left on the marble pavement in the yard. She put her fist on her forehead, bit her bright red and sexy lips, took five deep breaths in a row, and The fire in my heart that was on the verge of breaking out was suppressed.

She walked to the marble passage and said angrily to the maid who was following her:

"Betty, find some craftsmen as soon as possible to expand the warehouse in the yard. It's best to open up the wall facing the street and build an independent door."

Betty stuck out her tongue quietly at me.

"Okay, Master!"

I know that the reason why Aaliya is so angry is obviously to make use of the topic.

She didn't want me to participate in the war on the Hierro plane, but there was no reason to dissuade me.

She was wearing an exquisite evening gown. The waist of the evening gown was cut very tightly, and the low bra exposed a large area of ​​white skin. Her swan-like white neck was elegant and elegant. There was an incomparable aura about Alia in her dress. Gorgeous. .

The thin high heels made a crisp sound on the marble pavement. She deliberately did not look at me and continued to the maid Betty beside her: "In addition, this marble road must be re-paved. Don't let these large magic caravans appear on my road in the future. 's yard.”

It’s rare to see Aaliya lose her temper, and I stood in the yard a bit at a loss.

At this time, of course, I couldn't stand there silently like a stone pillar, as that would only make her angrier, so I followed up and said to Betty who was smiling at the side:

“If there are still unused yards around, you can buy them.”

Betty was holding a parchment booklet, holding a quill in her hand, and quickly recorded on the booklet.

She was also wearing an apricot gauze skirt and said to me respectfully:

"OK."

At this time, Alia, who was standing next to me, couldn’t help but asked me angrily:

“Why do you want a new yard?”

I quickly pulled her to sit by the fountain nearest to Marble Yong Road. The maid held two thick cashmere cushions and spread them on the cold marble table. The fountain was filled with clear water, and amidst the sound of "swishing", , subtle ripples rippled in the fountain.

I put my hand into the pool water and felt the cool water wrap around my four fingers. I reached out and pushed Aaliya's hair behind her ears. Her eyes softened and she kept my hand in her hands. Her smooth shoulders and neck.

She showed a lingering gaze, kissed my hand with her sexy lips, and finally couldn't help but rest her head on my shoulder.

We just sat leaning on each other next to the fountain. The exquisite evening dress was a little tight around the waist, which made it difficult for Alia to breathe. The maid Betty stood beside Alia, with a slight smile on her lips, and stretched out her hand gently He untied the belt behind Aaliya and untied the outermost layer of the gorgeous dress.

With the help of the maids, Aaliya broke free from the constraints of this evening dress. She was only wearing a light-colored petticoat. Her smooth arms looked like they were carved from two crystal-clear porcelain-white ivories in the night. , She hugged one of my arms tightly with her hand, and we sat by the fountain and were silent for a long time.

I said to Alia:

"Affected by the plane war, the real estate industry in the Imperial Capital has been sluggish. After many small lords who purchased properties in the Imperial Capital went bankrupt, they would give priority to selling the properties in the Imperial Capital. At this time, buying a house It’s always a good thing.”

She said nothing and glanced at me, as if she blamed me for breaking the rare silence of this beautiful night.

She had the scent of tulips. I then said to her:

"And it's not convenient for me to always run to the airport town. I need a big warehouse here. The warehouse in your yard is a bit small after all."

Aaliya glanced at me sideways, with a mature and feminine charm in her eyes, and said to me:

"So you are going to buy another courtyard in the third block and use it specifically as a warehouse."

I nodded, held Aaliya's waist and said to her:

"Well, even if it's a real estate investment, you won't lose money. If necessary, you can build a row of warehouses inside. It's up to you to decide."

Alia covered her face with her hands. Perhaps because she was wearing only a thin petticoat in the cold spring night, her body was shaking a little.

Aaliya couldn't help but plead to me: "Jijia, don't go participate in the plane war. I don't want to buy any new real estate, not at all."

Seeing her eyes full of worry, like a panicked deer, I held her face and whispered to her: "Don't worry, I will come back safely!"

When Aaliya heard what I said, she closed her eyes, and a glistening teardrop flowed down her cheek. She covered her face with her hands, not wanting me to see her crying.

After a while, Aaliya finally regained her composure, but the delicate makeup on her face was ruined by her crying. She didn't want me to see her embarrassment, so she covered her face and ran into the house to touch up her makeup.

Watching Aaliya disappear at the door of the villa, I asked the maid Betty who was standing aside and did not leave with Aaliya:

"Did the Marquis Colin Babington also say similar words to Aria on such a night?"

With a "pop" sound, the sheepskin booklet held in Betty's arms fell to the ground. She squatted on the ground and picked up the sheepskin booklet with a panic look on her face.

It seems that I really guessed it right. Arya probably still has the shadow of Colin Babington's campaign on multiple planes of Ahn'Qiraj in her heart, so she opposed my participation in the plane war. It is precisely for this reason, She will lose her temper tonight.

Aaliya just took off the heavy makeup on her face, put on a layer of light makeup on her face, and walked out of the house.

She stood in front of me and said to me, "Would you like to swim together?"

…

Catalina and I took the magic caravan back to the quiet courtyard, preparing to set foot on the Hierro plane again.

The magic caravan passed the intersection and saw a female magician wearing a dark green magic robe sitting on a bench under the street lamp.

The bleak night wind blew up her long shawl hair, revealing Moraya's delicate face. She was holding a magic book in her hand and was reading very intently.

I asked the coachman to stop the car on the roadside in front, got out of the carriage and walked slowly in front of her.

At this time, she raised her head, with the joy of unexpected reunion on her beautiful face, and said to me:

"Hey, Jijia, why are you here? Why haven't you come to me in the past two days?"

I sat down next to her and took a look at the magic book she was holding in her hand. I saw that the magic book actually recorded the basic entry-level skills of magic patterns, so I asked her: "I just happened to pass by. These two... I've been staying on the plane of Yero for the rest of my life."

A few days ago, Molayar and I went to the plane of Elo and met the mysterious tribal wizard in the Gilda tribe. Probably because Molayar possesses a strong and poisonous flower vine, the Yiero natives think of her. He is also a powerful witch, so Molayar is worshiped by the indigenous people, and Molayar and Su were also lucky enough to meet the great witch of the Gilda tribe.

According to Molayar, she and Su each obtained the drawing of the magic pattern of life from the great witch, but they also made a magic oath in front of the great witch that they would never use the drawing of the magic pattern of life. The secret is out.

I asked Moraya: "How have you been these past two days? Is there any progress on the magic pattern of life taught to you by the great wizard of the Gilda tribe?"

Moraya rubbed her brows in distress and said:

"I tried more than a dozen times, but unfortunately I couldn't get the key. I'm not an inscriptionist."

At this time, her fierce poisonous flower vine emerged from the grass, and its body as thick as a giant anaconda rolled coquettishly under her feet, and was kicked away by her.

Moraya told me with great interest the efforts she had made in the past two days. She said:

"In the past few days, I have been trying to figure out the drawing of the magic pattern of life, looking for and summarizing the reasons for the failure. It was not until last night that I finally figured out a reason!"

I couldn't wait to ask: "What have you figured out?"

I thought she had learned how to draw this magic pattern of life.

Moraya smiled slyly, then leaned behind me and sat back-to-back with me on a bench by the roadside. She looked up at the starry sky above her head and the brilliantly lit floating imperial city at night, and let out a sigh of admiration. Then he said to me:

"Actually, I just hope that I can have the same life magic pattern as Coni. It doesn't matter whether I can learn it or not. I'm not a professional inscriptionist. Even if I learn it, I can't draw the magic pattern on myself. So this matter is left to you. You must learn how to draw this life magic pattern as soon as possible. This is a life magic pattern exclusive to wood magicians. "

I didn't expect that Molayar had just figured this out. I asked her doubtfully:

"Leave it to me? Didn't you say you made a promise that the secret of this life magic pattern would not be leaked?"

Magic caravans occasionally pass by on this street. Watching the wheels rolling over the bluestone road, Molayar said to me:

"Although Su and I can't tell you the secret of the magic pattern of life, it doesn't mean that the great witch of the Gilda tribe can't! I plan to go to the Yero plane again to meet the great witch of the Gilda tribe and see if there is any There is no way to convince her!"

Moraya's words left me speechless. This was clearly a shirking of responsibility!

Then I heard her ask me: "What have you been doing in the Hierro plane recently? Looking for the key to power?"

I said to Molayar: "The Nibru spider people have been very active recently and sent a large number of spider warriors into the Green Valley jungle."

After hearing me talk about the situation on the Hierro plane, Moraya asked with concern: "How is the Gilda tribe?"

I didn’t know much about Elder Singer’s current situation, so I said: “All the aborigines of the Gilda tribe have left the village and retreated to the center of the Green Valley dense forest. Elder Singer summoned all the indigenous warriors to fight in the dense forest. Fight against the Niburu spider warriors."

This was a message from a few days ago, and I don’t know much about the current situation of Elder Singer and the indigenous warriors.

When Moraya heard what I said, she just exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh my god, how can they stop those powerful spider people!"

After saying that, he asked me again: "You have been helping them resist the Nibru tribe spider warriors in the Hierro plane these past few days, right?"

I said to Moraya: "The orc warriors under my command have circled behind the spider-man army. My followers want to hold back the spider-man army from behind."

Moraya stared at me with a shocked face and asked with concern: "Are you running back to the imperial capital to bring reinforcements?"

I paused, thinking of the purpose of returning to the imperial capital this time, and said: "Um... I just went to the academy to take a long vacation."

"Are you going back to Yelo soon?" Moraya asked me.

"Yes." I replied.

Moraya took my arm, stood up from the bench, and said to me with a smile: "Then... I'll go with you."

It is still beneficial for me to have a first-level magician like Moraya to travel with me. Moraya has some superficial wood healing magic in her hands. In any case, having such a magician in the team will also provide more protection for the lives of the warriors.

And the fierce poisonous flower vine that has always been with her is also a good fighting force. Such a thick vine has a fatal strangulation, and this fierce poisonous flower vine is also a spiritual vine that spreads poison at any time.

Maybe it's because I always come into contact with the tree spirits in the dense forest of Green Valley recently, I have become accustomed to these plant-based monsters.

...

Four hundred barbarian slaves gathered in the underground square of Xinliu Valley.

They sat in rows on the stone floor of the square. Most of the barbarian slaves only had a piece of animal skin wrapped around their waists. They were muscular, and several months of hard work did not make them thin. Their skin was gray and white, like marble sculptures.

These barbarians had different magic patterns on their faces, and some barbarian slaves also had some magic patterns on their bodies. Some barbarian slaves still had a trace of wildness in their eyes.

Obviously, in just a few months, they had not made them fully understand the true meaning of the word "obedience".

At this time, these barbarian slaves sat in the underground square and gathered together casually.

When a group of female orcs brought out huge wooden trays filled with giant spider legs, these barbarian slaves sitting quietly in the underground square began to stir.

The last time Moraya passed through the teleportation altar of Xinliu Valley, she only glanced at the cave in a hurry.

At this time, she and I stood at the entrance of the underground square, watching more than 400 barbarian slaves scrambling for delicious spider legs in the chaos, and seeing other supplies piled up in the square, she realized what I had hidden in this cave.