Super Dimensional Wizard

After getting on the carriage, everyone quickly arrived at Vichy Harbor.

The freighter from Fan Dalu, the Bauhinia, has docked in the morning. After a morning of unloading, the freighter has also been cleared. Just wait for the new cargo to arrive on the ship tomorrow and we will set sail again. Moro took everyone on board the boat a day in advance to prepare for a rainy day. After all, the trip only happens once a year. If you really miss it, you will regret it and don’t know who to talk to.

"After boarding the ship, you'd better not run around or cause trouble. The background of the Bauhinia is not something we can afford to cause trouble." Moro led the three people towards the Bauhinia and repeatedly warned him. "The Bauhinia can break ice and cross the ocean, sailing in dangerous and silent waters. This is no longer something ordinary ships can do. There are rumors from the outside that there seems to be the shadow of Sky Mechanical City behind the Bauhinia. If the rumors are true, let alone Even though I am an official wizard, I don’t dare to scratch its edge.”

"So, you must remember that even when facing ordinary sailors, you must restrain the short-sighted temper of the nobles!" Moro's voice was stronger this time. This time he was traveling in the Golden Bird Empire, but he saw a lot of short-sighted aristocratic dudes, and there were quite a few people who would fight each other if they disagreed, so in order to avoid unnecessary disputes, he would emphasize it so solemnly.

The three little ones nodded like garlic. Moro had rich experience in human relations and would naturally not harm them.

While Moro was talking about his experience, Angel was carefully looking at the Bauhinia in front of him. The Bauhinia is huge, but compared to the cargo ship on Earth that the instructor said, it is probably smaller. However, for the ignorant Angel, the Bauhinia was already the largest transportation vehicle he had ever seen. Its size is almost equivalent to half of the castle in Pat's manor, and its purple and white steel ship walls look elegant and dazzling.

What stood out to Angel the most was the statue on the bow of the Bauhinia. It was a girl in gauze robe with her hands clasped in prayer. Her long, soft and flowing hair was dotted with redbud flowers. It looks pure and solemn, beautiful yet elegant. You can tell at a glance that it must have been made by highly skilled craftsmen. The most peculiar thing is that the girl in gauze robe has a light crimson gemstone inlaid in the center of her forehead.

Angel always felt that this gem was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

"Hey, that one over there is...how could it be him!" Moro next to him suddenly exclaimed. Angel turned his head and saw Moro's eyes widening, looking towards the exit of the boat with a horrified look on his face.

Angel followed Moro's gaze and saw a young man with short red hair wearing a black windbreaker with gold patterns, black pants with white lining, and brown riding boots, stepping down from the Bauhinia with an expressionless expression.

His red hair was flamboyant, but his face was very stern, his eyes were indifferent and cold, and he exuded an aura that no one should enter.

"Abstinence, coldness and uniform style?" Angel whispered softly in Chinese.

"Brother Pat, what are you talking about?" At some point, Irene had already walked to him. The distance was so close that he could even smell the faint fragrance emanating from Irene's long hair.

Angel calmly took a step back, distanced the two of them, and then replied: "It's nothing, I was just wondering who that person was."

Irene also noticed something strange about Moro, so she turned around and asked Moro: "Grandpa, who is that person?"

Moro didn't say anything, and without looking back he pulled everyone to the boarding port quickly. Irene wanted to continue asking, but Moro whispered "Shut up"!

Erin, who had little experience of being raped, pouted in embarrassment. However, Moro was not comforted at all and kept walking to the boat without stopping. Only Allen stepped forward and gently wiped away the tears from his sister's eyes with his chubby hands like lotus roots.

Angel comforted Irene in a low voice, and then said: "I believe Mr. Moro must have a reason for doing this."

Angel also had doubts in his heart. For some reason, when Moro saw the young man, not only did his expression change drastically, but he also didn't dare to look at him at all. Could it be that he is Mr. Moro’s enemy?

Just as everyone stepped onto the freighter, the red-haired young man glanced towards the deck in confusion.

"The strange smell, is it an illusion?"

The red-haired young man didn't pay attention and continued to move forward. This time, his target was someone else, so there was no need to waste time on irrelevant things.

…

As the night passed, the sun rose in the distance, dyeing the sea level with a golden glow.

Wuwuwu tu tu tu tu——

The trombone sounds, the anchor and the sails are furled. There are teardrops waving goodbye in the port, and there is silence on the deck staring for a long time. In this atmosphere, the Bauhinia bid farewell to the old continent and sailed towards an unknown direction.

Angel stood on the deck, looking at the continent that was getting smaller and farther away. In addition to feeling lost, there was also a dark premonition in his heart. Perhaps this time he would leave and truly connect with this continent. Fading away in a sense.

When I come back again, I wonder what the scene will be like? Will he come back again at sunset or when the morning glow wraps around him?

Angel shook his head and smiled, deciding not to think about the sadness of parting anymore. He returned to his house, picked up a pen and paper and continued to analyze the difficult problems that Jon had set.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

The boat moved steadily without any sense of rocking. The seasickness problem that Angel was worried about at first did not appear. However, many discomforts in his living habits have made his face pale.

The knocking on the door sounded urgent.

Angel put down the pen and paper and opened the door. There was a beautiful girl standing at the door. Wearing a white lace princess dress, with long pale pink hair spread on both shoulders, and a delicate face with a hint of shyness, when Angel opened the door, his eyes immediately lit up, and he called out affectionately: "Brother Pat."

The person coming was none other than Irene.

In the past three days, Angel would go to the dining cabin except when eating. The rest of the time he spent in his room studying the topic. This was the first time he saw Eileen after boarding the ship.

"Grandpa has come back. He called us over and said he had something to ask us." Eileen said.

Angel nodded, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll change my clothes and come right away."

That day, they met the red-haired young man by chance. Moro got on the ship that day and just asked the waiter to arrange their food and accommodation. He himself went to the cabin on the top floor, seemingly looking for someone. Once this goes, there will be no follow-up news. If Aileen hadn't come to inform him today, he wouldn't have known that Moro had returned.

The cabin where the three of them lived was located on the middle floor of the freighter, and the lower floor was basically where handymen and sailors lived. The place where Moro lives is located on the upper floor. The people living in the upper class area do not know their specific identities. They are probably either powerful people or extraordinary people like Moro.

Under the guidance of the attendant, Angel and Irene came to Moro's cabin.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Allen holding a piece of cake, taking a big bite of the whipped cream with his mouth wide open, and white foam appeared at the corner of his mouth. Moro was holding a leather scroll and sitting on the side with a serious expression.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Moro raised his head, nodded to the two of them unexpectedly, and gestured to sit in front of him.

Allen also finished the cake at this time, and came over with a smile while wiping the corners of his mouth. Irene glared at him angrily, then made way for the empty seat next to her, and took out a handkerchief to wipe away the stain at the corner of Allen's mouth.

After Angel sat down, the first thing he saw was the leather scroll Moro put on the table.

There is a portrait on the leather scroll, and three large characters are written in universal characters on the top: "Wanted Order".

"I know you are curious. Where have I been these past two days? It doesn't hurt to tell you." Moro changed the subject. "There are three wizard organizations stationed on this Bauhinia ship for a long time. One is to attract talented people, and the other is to It is also to protect the freighter from being attacked by sea beasts. Among the three permanent wizard organizations, there is our White Coral Floating Island Academy. In the past two days, I have been in the cabin above with the escorts sent by the academy to communicate with the red-haired Huis information."

"As for the red-haired Xiu Yis..." Moro was silent for a while: "This person is the red-haired young man that day. He came here for this wanted order. As for who he is, you will naturally know when you get to the academy. I I just want to say one thing here, if you encounter him in the future, you'd better take a detour, his temper is recognized as irritable in the Southern Territory."

After Moro said this, his face relaxed a little, and he smiled and said to Sanxiao: "I came to you this time for another purpose."

"In the past few days, I have discussed with the escorts stationed on the Bauhinia. Since you are talented people, it is not a big deal to pass on the meditation method to you in advance. Therefore, I called you here this time to teach you I’ll teach you the meditation method.”