Super Dimensional Wizard

Angel only felt that he had had a long dream, but he couldn't remember exactly what he dreamed about. He only remembered that someone kept "heehee and tao" in his ear. And he always felt like someone was touching his face.

When he woke up, it was because of the loud laughter and a restless hand that forced his eyelids open that he was forcibly awakened from his dream.

Angel opened his eyes and met a pair of eyes looking at him.

It was a look with obsession and surprise. Angel was confused for a moment after waking up, but he soon discovered that the restless hands left his eyelids and began to put on his hair. He stroked his hair in bunches.

"Such beautiful blond hair, like the finest silk, smooth and smooth." He murmured while stroking Angel's hair.

"Get your hands off my hair." When Angel spoke, he realized that his voice was hoarse and low.

"Look, these eyes are so beautiful. There is no trace of color, just like the clear sky after the rain, or the blue sea with sparkling water patterns illuminated by the sun."

Angel stretched out his hand and pushed the person sitting beside the bed away.

The person next to the bed pushed him away, but who knew that as soon as he exerted force, bursts of tearing pain came from his chest.

In this pain, Angel's eyes also changed from confusion to clarity. He seemed to remember something and raised his head suddenly: "Shadow, what did you do?"

The "bedside person" who was pushed away was Shadow. He was still singing in an aria, praising what he saw: "Such a perfect blond and blue eyes, it would be great if it was my trophy... No, if it were you , it should be the best work of art, I will put it at the bottom of the box and keep it for you."

Angel endured the tearing feeling in his chest and sat up from the bed. He looked around and found that this was a very simple bedroom with no other furniture except a bed and a cabinet. There was a bow and arrow hanging on the opposite wall.

The layout here seems a bit familiar.

Angel remembered that when he took Duodoro out of the deep mountains and forests, he once "purchased" clothes unilaterally in a forest guard's cabin. At that time, Angel had checked the bedroom in the ranger's cabin, and the decorations were like this.

Is this the ranger's cabin?

Following the gradually clearer memories, Angel recalled what happened before he fell into coma... A door opened from his chest, and three small black figures came out of the door, and then he fell into a coma?

Angel raised his head and looked at Shadow who was still making strange remarks: "You know the door will open at that time, right?"

Shadow was originally talking nonsense about "trophies", "artworks", and "collectibles". When he heard Angel's question, he was stunned for a moment. He put away his exaggerated expression and raised a slight smile on his lips: "So what if you know? I reminded you to leave."

"I took the initiative to sit in that position, and you reminded me to leave many times. It seems unintentional, but it was actually your deliberate guidance, right?"

"That's not necessarily true. If I deliberately want to harm you, the contract will not let me go." Shadow said.

"That's right. I remember that you seemed to be smiling when the door opened. It seems that you really bypassed the contract, but why did you save me again?" Angel recalled that before he fell into coma, he had seen Shadow stealing. Laughing, at that time he understood a little bit, all this unintentional and unintentional was actually the shadow pushing the hand. However, what he did was very successful. He did not guide Angel. Angel made all the choices on his own initiative, so the contract did not attack the shadow.

However, when his chest was opened and his death was certain, why did Shadow want to save him?

"Because your blond hair and blue eyes are beautiful. If I don't save you, maybe even my mentor will scold me?" Shadow's expression looked sincere.

Angel didn't believe this nonsense. He silently thought about the contract, and then said softly: "Are you forced to save me by refusing to save me?"

Shadow was stunned for a moment: "You are very smart."

Angel shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly: "If I were really smart, I wouldn't be fooled by you."

After Angel finished speaking, he held his injured chest and wanted to get out of bed.

"Although I used the healing technique to repair your trauma, the chest and ribs are not completely stable yet. You'd better not move around. Otherwise, if the bones are broken again, I will have to open your chest again." Shadow stopped Angel. Actions.

When Angel heard this, he stopped his movements: "How long will it take to recuperate?"

"About a year or two." Shadow said casually.

"This is not funny." Angel gently covered his chest. There were no scars on the skin, but there was still pain when pressed lightly. Based on his understanding of orthopedics, he would have to recuperate for at least three months after breaking his muscles and bones for a hundred days.

"Okay, if you want to take it slow, about two months. If you continue to use healing spells on yourself, about a week."

Healing spell? Angel calculated the time and found that he had reached the final stage of research. If he continued his research, he would be able to succeed in about two or three days. Based on this calculation, he will have to stay in Waterglass for at least ten days.

He didn't want to stay here for these ten days. Living with someone who is out to harm him is a life-threatening act. But he didn't want Shadow to send him back, who knew if he would cause trouble again on the way.

Angel decided to stay here to learn the healing technique successfully before leaving alone.

"How long have I been unconscious? Where's Toby?"

"Less than two days." Shadow paused: "Who the hell is Toby? Is it your dead bird?"

In Angel's cold eyes, Shadow pointed at the pillow: "That's right, as soon as you passed out that day, it attacked me crazily as if it didn't want your life. It even kicked my hand off. In this situation I worked so hard to save you under difficult circumstances, should you give me some compensation?"

Angel turned his head and looked at the pillow, where Toby was unconscious and motionless.

"I didn't do anything to it. It fainted on its own. I checked and found no external or internal injuries. But it's strange that it's been two days and you've woken up, but this dead bird hasn't woken up yet." When Shadow saw Angel looking over, he quickly distanced himself from the relationship.

Angel stretched out his hand to cover Toby's body. The warm touch and strong heartbeat all showed that Toby was in good health.

"I'm not lying to you, right? Let's talk about the compensation you gave me?"

"Compensation? Oh, what compensation do you want?"

Shadow didn't seem to understand Angel's sarcastic words. He walked up to him with a smile and said ambiguously: "Forget about foreign objects, why don't you give yourself to me?"

"What I mean is that you gave me your shadow. I really want to treasure you. You are not a mortal anyway, so you won't have any problems losing your shadow."

"Do you think it's possible?" Angel paused, "You asked Kulakuka to steal other people's shadows just for collection?"

Seeing that the collection was useless, Shadow said listlessly: "Yes, these are my great collection. I will hold a blond shadow exhibition in Sky Machinery City in the future!"

"The shadow is pitch black, and you can't see the blonde hair."

"Just make it into a puppet." After Shadow said, a Kula Kuka jumped out of the window with a "hee hee bah" laughter and landed in Shadow's hand.

A gray cloth bag was handed to Shadow by Kulakuka.

The bag is still twisting.

"Shadow again?"

"That's right." Shadow replied casually.

"Don't interfere in the lives of mortals. This is the first lesson I learned when I entered the wizarding world." Angel looked at the twisting bag and said calmly.

"Are you begging them for mercy?"

"I'm just reminding you to restrain yourself."

"Why don't you worry about my matter being unsecured? If you really want to take care of it, give me your shadow and I'll give everyone's shadow back. How about that?"

Angel made a "see off" gesture. He has compassion and empathy for mortals, but if he wants to exchange himself for the freedom of others, he is not so great, and he does not accept any moral kidnapping.

After the shadow left, Angel touched his chest and felt his heartbeat.

He is still alive.

As long as you are alive.

Angel had never been so lucky to be alive. When the door was opened from his body, he thought he was bound to die. At that moment, he resented the shadow, but he resented himself even more.

He resented himself for signing the contract and why he didn't kill the shadow beforehand; he resented himself for being too stupid and didn't understand the shadow's seemingly intentional but unintentional hints; he resented himself for being too trusting and resented himself for ignoring the preciousness of life again and again.

Fortunately, fortunately he is not dead. He still has the opportunity to make amends and change.

Never overestimate your own abilities, and never underestimate your opponent's limits. Even if the will of the world is watching, small actions are still not on the stage, but the undercurrent can overturn a giant wheel.

In the next two days, the shadow did not appear again. Angel sensed it with his spiritual tentacles and found that the shadow did not stay in the forest guard's cabin, but left two puppets, one of which was the magician.

Angel ignored these puppets and silently began to practice the healing technique.

Two days later, he successfully released the healing spell. Using it on his chest, the light green light penetrated into the skin and soaked into the broken ribs.

Under the sense of spiritual power, the cracks in the ribs slowly healed in the green light. Although it is slow, you can actually see the results.

After confirming that the healing technique was useful, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com Angel began to think about leaving. However, the prerequisite for leaving is that the bone injury can support him to return to Waterglass.

Angel roughly estimated that in just one day, the general cracks in the bones would be almost healed. By then, as long as the wounds were not touched, it would be no problem to return to Waterglass from here.

One night passed, Angel lay in bed for three days, and finally got out of bed.

As he was getting dressed, he found that his inner lining and windbreaker were in tatters. A hole opened in the chest, no matter how hard it was to undo.

This windbreaker, worth thousands of magic crystals, was scrapped in this way less than half a year after he got it.

"It's a pity that it's a solidified level 1 defense trick." Angel shook his head, put the windbreaker into the bracelet, and took it out to study when he had time to see if he could fix it. Although there is no solidification trick anymore, the fabric is precious after all.

He took another looser uniform.

Without the trench coat, the hat looked strange on its own. Angel simply put away his hat and left the bedroom.