Super Dimensional Wizard

Leonric invited Angel to sit down.

"Master Mask, can you save my daughter?" As soon as she sat down, Cyndia hurriedly spoke, fearing that Angel would disappear in the next second.

Angel raised his eyes and glanced at Cyndia. In just five days, the originally graceful lady had become haggard. Even though her hair was still combed meticulously, there were no decorations; her plump cheeks also appeared. The depression, especially the skin, has changed the most and is completely sallow.

Because of the daughter's misfortune, it was the mother who suffered even more in the end.

Angel lowered his head slightly. Cyndia's love for his daughter reminded him of his mother. She also loved herself and her brother so much, without any reservation, even at the last second of her life.

Angel's silence made Cyndia's eyes go blank, and she sat blankly on the chair, tears flowing silently.

"Dr. Caroline, can you help me send Cyndia back to the bedroom?" Although Leonric was very sad, he was the only one who could carry the whole family at this time, and he could not collapse yet.

Caroline nodded: "Okay. Madam has not closed her eyes these days and needs to rest." After that, Caroline left the hall with Cyndia, leaving only Angel and Leonric in the hall.

Angel: "I heard from Barr that you found a clue?"

Leonric showed a slight discomfort: "It's not a clue. I just saw an urban legend in a travel journal in the central library." Speaking of this, Leonric spoke faster with a sad expression: "I think It should have nothing to do with the little black shadow, but I really have no choice. Although Magda has woken up in the past few days,..."

Angel interrupted him: "Let's not talk about irrelevant things for now. I want to hear the urban legend you told Barr."

Angel's solemn expression stunned Leonric, and a suspicion arose in his heart that he didn't even believe: Could it really be such a coincidence? The urban legend he saw happened to be related to this incident, right?

Thinking of this possibility, Leonric immediately sat upright and started talking about the urban legend from the beginning——

"According to legend, a thousand years ago, there lived a group of people in Sipolak who liked to live in human families. Their name was the Kulakuka tribe. This race was called the small human race by the local people in Sipolak, or: the people in the attic. Goblin.”

"They are small in size, most of them less than the size of a hand. They are gentle and kind-hearted, good at singing and dancing, and like to make all kinds of exquisite ornaments. Wherever there are Kulakuka tribe, life will become more and more exquisite, because they especially love to repair. Decorate the room. Humans also like them very much and will specially make rooms for them. However, the Kulakuka tribe is not a race that likes to trouble humans. They are small and do not need a large room, so they often live in the attic or under the floor. , so it is also called the goblin in the attic.”

"In the beginning, Kulakuka and humans were the closest partners. There was even a legend in Sipolak that as long as a family lives in the Kulakuka tribe, the family will always be happy. But it is also because of this legend , the Kulakuka clan faces the greatest disaster."

"On this day, drastic changes occurred in West Pollack. The war came and the smoke filled the air. People living here began to flee, and many people went to other places and wandered away... The war lasted for ten years. When the new sovereignty was established, West Polak Pollack, a once prosperous city, has become fragmented. Wandering wanderers will always return home one day. After ten years of wandering, they drag their tired bodies back to their hometown, and what they see are broken houses and moss covered."

"But strangely enough, only the houses once occupied by the Kulakuka tribe are still very intact. When these wanderers who had been wandering for ten years returned home, they found that the Kulakuka tribe had not died and they were still living. In the original family, waiting for the wanderer to return..."

At this point, Leonric sighed softly: "The Kulakuka tribe is too pure and kind. They think that the people of the past are still the people of the past. However, although people have not changed, their minds have changed. Especially It was after a war and ten years of wandering that the Sipolak people learned a lot and lost a lot.”

"They learned greed, competition, and war; at the same time, they lost friendliness, innocence, and happiness."

"When the Kulakuka clan faced such new Siborak people, they suffered a near-annihilation blow. Many Kulakuka clansmen were captured and trafficked, and some were even killed because of human jealousy. And was tortured and abused.”

"Then, the Kulakuka tribe disappeared from human sight and disappeared in the long river of history."

After Leonric finished telling the urban legend he saw, he whispered: "Perhaps the reason why the house was not damaged in the war is actually because the Kulakuka tribe is working hard to repair it, just to wait for the return of the former owner. But Unfortunately……"

"The returnee has turned into a demon." Angel whispered.

Leonric nodded: "Kurakuka's luck is that they believe in and like humans; but their misfortune is also because they believe in humans too much, and humans are the most fickle."

Angel thought about this story. If we follow the logic of human stories, this can be regarded as an enlightening story, telling us to stay kind and warning that war is the source of all suffering.

But... what if this isn't a story, but real?

Thousands of years ago, war, Sipolak, Kulakuka, stories... Angel sorted out the keywords one by one, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

Angel raised his head: "Sipolak, is he actually Walter Glass?"

Leonric lowered his head and sighed: "Yes. The Sipolak in the story is the current Walterglass."

"That war a thousand years ago? Was it the war that established the Royal Court of Fuxu?" Angel also recalled that Barr once said that the establishment of the Royal Court of Fuxu only took a thousand years.

Leonric nodded: "If nothing unexpected happens, it should be. The former Sipolak was renamed Walter Glass by the then king after the royal court was established..." At this point, Leonric smiled slightly Shaking his head: "Forty years ago, when I was only sixteen years old, I took over Waterglass. The folk customs at that time were actually similar to those of the Sipolak people in the story. The mountains and rivers were poor, and there were many unscrupulous people. I spent a lot of money It took half a lifetime to improve, build houses, enlighten the people's wisdom, and popularize morality. It took forty years to achieve initial results."

"But now, when I should be enjoying my happiness, something like this happened. I got a daughter, and my only daughter turned out to be..." When Leonric said this, he burst into tears: "If you steal my daughter That little black shadow is the former Kulakuka tribe. Does this mean that it’s time to pay back the debt owed by our ancestors?”

When Leonric was almost done crying and his mind was clear again, Angel shook his head and said, "No."

"Why is that?"

"If it's to collect debts, they won't steal shadows specifically from blond people." When Angel said this, he subconsciously smoothed his messy short blond hair.

"Sir, is it really the Kulakuka clan that stole the shadow?" Leonric pondered for a while, and then asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

"I don't know." Angel thought of Shadow's words last night, and then thought of the magician's words that Shadow seemed to have a special liking for blond hair and blue eyes. In fact, the answer was self-evident: "But, it is very possible. "

"Then what should I do? Where can I find the Kulakuka tribe?" Leonric seemed to sense a glimmer of hope and asked quickly.

Angel did not answer, but stood up and said goodbye to Leonric: "Thank you, Earl, for informing me. Let's say goodbye today."

When Leonric saw this, he looked at a loss and disappointed. Is there really no other way?

It wasn't until Angel completely disappeared into the darkness that Leonric covered his face and cried silently.

Just when Leonric fell into despair, he heard a familiar voice coming from his ears.

"If you have the courage to face the wrath of a wizard who could destroy Warglas, you can come to me."

…

Angel did not really leave, but used boundless silence to hide beside him. He used the sound transmission technique for the first time, and wanted to see the specific effect.

Judging from Leonric's expression, it seems that he has received a message from him?

"Wizard, what wizard? Is it the magician that Barr mentioned?" Leonric said loudly.

His shout made Angel confirm that the sound transmission technique was correct. Angel had no intention of returning to Leonric, but slowly blended into the darkness and left the Earl's manor.

Back at the villa in the Bay Area, Angel found a strange scene as soon as he stepped into the courtyard.

Baal and Dodolo sat together, and Dushan sat opposite, with serious faces. Dudolo looked confused, while Baal lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.

"What, Barr, are you planning to come here to study with Dodolo?" Angel walked in.

As if he had met the savior, Barr immediately crawled and rolled on his knees in front of Angel: "Sir, please take me out, I really can't bear it anymore."

With tears and runny nose streaming down his face, Barr recounted the pain of the morning.

He wanted to leave here, but as soon as he went out, he fell into a fantasy and saw his enemies chasing him. He cried and fussed for a long time, and the hallucination disappeared only after he returned to the villa.

He didn't dare to go out, so he could only stay in the villa and wait for Angel to come back.

But at this time, Du Shan came to him and started scolding him. The reason was that when he was seeing ghosts and crying outside just now, he told some of the sins he had committed. The crimes he had committed in the past were countless, so he ignored Du Shan at first, and even showed a ferocious expression, trying to scare Du Shan away. But Du Shan relied on her age when she was about to be buried, and was not afraid of Barr's threat at all. She went to Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com On the contrary, he became more and more enthusiastic.

Barr didn't dare to really hurt Dushan, after all, he knew that Angel was standing behind Dushan. In such a situation where you advance and I retreat, Barr finally had no choice but to obey the instructions obediently.

After listening to Barr's cry, Angel couldn't help but laugh: "Grandma Dushan also hopes that you will change your ways."

Barr was about to cry but had no tears: He didn't want to change his ways at all!

Angel looked at Dushan, who was filled with indignation, and then at Baal, who was speechlessly asking the sky. He suddenly smiled and said: "Let's do this, Barr. You can follow Dushan these days to protect her and Duodoro's safety, and you can also learn from Grandma Dushan how to be a good person. I can give you permission to enter and exit the villa."

Barr was so shocked that his face turned pale and he shook his head repeatedly. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to be talked about by Du Shan all day long... But Angel's smile made him shudder, and he could only reluctantly agree with tears in his eyes. .

"Since you have Barr's protection, Grandma Dushan, you can continue teaching according to the original plan tomorrow."

After solving the problem here, Angel motioned for Barr to follow him in.