The Wizard World

Sitting on the floor of the magic room, Angelet was completely skinny.

Her silver-white skin was pale and bloodless, and her lips turned gray-red, very dull. But his eyes were extremely bright.

I looked left and right to see the magic room.

On the black stone floor, there was also a faint layer of fine gray on the white tadpole-like runes.

In the airtight room, the thick stone wall faintly isolated all the energy breath in his body, and the breath of the outside world would also be isolated by this layer of rune walls.

"Has it been so many days?" Angelet breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did the feedback from the chip sound slowly.

'The detection of the subject's physical state is complete. Discover unknown physical fitness optimization. Is task analysis established? '

"yes."

Angelet's eyes glowed with countless emerald blue halos, which looked extremely bright in the dark magic room.

'The task analysis is over. Physical enhancement information is as follows: Illusionary Temperament. '

"Illusionary temperament? What is it at this time?" Angelet was taken aback. He has never heard of the special specialty obtained after he succeeded in the small shock stage until now.

The general records are about the increase in the total amount of mana, or the extra bonus of physical fitness.

"Illusionary temperament, people are unknowingly influenced by the subject, and then make them biased towards the subject's point of view."

"Is it like hypnotism?" Angelet raised his hand.

Suddenly, countless black patterns spread from the skin on the back of his hand. Like countless black tattoo vines crawling on his body. It looks very strange.

These black tattoos are curved, some are swirls, some are angled, they look dazzling and have a faint feeling of vertigo.

Except for his face, Angelet could see black patterns crawling all over his exposed skin.

Angelet raised his right hand. On the originally white skin of the back of his hand, a snake-like black pattern was curved and printed on his hand.

"There are no energy fluctuations, and no mental power is needed to activate it. That is to say. Is it a natural change of physique like a chameleon?" He pondered.

The pattern on the back of the hand was like a black snake crawling out of Angelet's sleeve, completely pitch black.

Angelet's heart moved slightly, imagining that these patterns would be retracted naturally.

Soon, the black patterns quickly and slowly disappeared on the skin, as if the black had faded and been hidden. Becomes the same color as normal skin.

"Number zero, call up all the information about the illusion temperament. I need to look it up."

'Start reading. '

Soon, Angelet remembered. A piece of information about the illusionary temperament surfaced in the memory area.

That is from the bloodline memory of the Socra Giant Eagle Banshee.

The rumored giant eagle banshees. Because of the too powerful hallucination talent, he was envied by the ancient harpies of his clan, so he was expelled to another area. It is because of their illusionary temperament.

When they have killing intent in their hearts. Or when it harbors malicious intentions, weird twisted patterns that can confuse creatures will faintly appear on its body surface. This kind of pattern can only be seen by themselves and a small number of people with special physiques. Most people can't see it. But it will be affected unconsciously, and the slightest is just to have a good impression of it. The most important thing is to become its servile servant in disguise.

This is also their ability to enter and exit the nightmare world, which is the ability that other creatures fear the most.

Although Angelet had only a small amount of blood, after the successful liquefaction shock, this talent was activated.

"The Socrates harpies were completely exterminated countless years ago. Even the fragments of books that have been preserved for thousands of years only record the ancient harpies. And I am not the only wizard who depicts illusion tattoos, You don't have to worry about being spotted by other wizards in the future." Angelet thought about this concern for a while.

Anyway, this tattoo can only be seen by himself and a very small number of people with special physiques. The impact is not very strong either.

And only when there is a killing intent in the heart will it slowly emerge. And then as the ability to affect the disintegration of the opponent's will to fight.

"The ability of this illusion temperament should be more than that, the chip, scan and analyze it again." Because the blood memory obtained is only a small part, which is incomplete. So Angelet was not very clear about the full capabilities of this tattoo.

Rows of data in his eyes swiped down like a waterfall, and a few minutes later. The feedback from the chip came again.

'Illusionary temperament, task analysis results: visual dislocation is formed, which affects the opponent's precise positioning and judgment during battle. Unknowingly, it can have an impact on living things, making them trust the subject more. '

‘Deficiency point: When the person who can see the main body tattoo sees the hallucinatory temperament pattern, it will have the opposite effect and cause a sense of fear. '

"It's not really a shortcoming. But it can be seen from this. The power of the Socrates Eagle Banshee in ancient times is simply outrageous." Angelet slowly stood up from the ground.

When I just got up, my feet felt numb for a while. Sitting for too long caused the blood to be different, and my legs felt a little itchy.

He raised his hand and looked at the thickness of his wrist. I couldn't fully hold it with one hand before, but now. Holding it up with one hand, there is still room left.

Lost a full two laps.

Standing in the magic room and buffering for a while, Angelet waited until the itching in his feet completely subsided, then slowly opened the door of the magic room and walked out.

The basement hall outside was empty, and there was also a faint layer of white ash on the black stone wall and floor. It looks like no one has been there.

When Ange came in, he sealed the entrance to the basement with metal. So no one can get in here anytime soon unless they use violent methods, or destructive means.

The hall was silent.

Angelet staggered to the door of the materials room and gently opened the door.

Among the materials piled inside, there are also diets and dried fruits prepared for this situation.

Picking up a small brown bucket, Angelet lifted the lid, grabbed a kind of black dried fruit inside and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

This is a kind of jerky made of banana-like fruit. It tastes soft, sweet, and has a hint of wine.

This sweetness can quickly replenish energy and calories to Angelet's body.

Angelet put down the small wooden barrel after eating half of the barrel of dried fruit. He also picked up another keg containing wine, lifted the lid and drank slowly.

In addition, there are dried meat, bread and other food.

It took half an hour for him to stop eating.

After a period of recovery, his mental strength has now almost recovered to half of its original level. At the same time, the state of mental power that had just been liquefied quickly stabilized.

At this time of weakness, Angelet didn't intend to just go out.

He stayed in the material room for half a month before he fully recovered. The physical condition has almost returned to its original shape, but it is a little thinner. You can't see it unless you look carefully.

With a snap, the lid of the food barrel was closed, and Angelet put it back in place.

After finishing these, he left the material room and walked up the gray-white stone steps.

He reached out and stuck his hand to the small door on the black stone wall.

hiss

A strand of white metal melted from the crack in the door and flowed back to Angelet.

With a click, he directly opened the door.

It was dark outside. There was a faint sound of insects coming from outside the villa. It was the sound of insects like crickets.

Angelet closed the door gently with his backhand. Just a few steps away from the corner behind the stairs, I saw a cold food plate on the ground.

The silver plate slightly reflects the faint white moonlight. A bowl of fish soup and some shredded dark red shredded pork were placed on top, and some green vegetables were sprinkled on the shredded pork.

There is still a faint fresh scent of fish soup in the air.

"It should be prepared by Nancy." Angelet guessed. Pick up the food plate, walk to the sofa in the living room, and put the plate on the low table.

The living room was quiet, with the faint moonlight slanting in from the window, and beside the open window, the white curtains fluttered slowly with the cool night breeze.

The air in the living room is extremely fresh.

There is also a lighting crystal on the gray-white rune console in the middle. The crystal was covered by a black cloth, and only a little white fluorescent light came out from the black cloth.

In the living room of the villa, one wall is directly a huge floor-to-ceiling window, with white veil curtains hanging on both sides.

Floor-to-ceiling windows face white sofas and low tables.

There are also oil paintings left by a wizard master on the walls on all sides, most of which are natural scenery. And it can be seen that they are all made by the same person. From grassland to desert, to sea and forest. The picture is delicate, and the black frame is decorated with silver borders, which is very gorgeous.

On the ceiling, a red crystal pattern in the shape of a six-petal flower is inlaid. A red lozenge-shaped gemstone in the center, surrounded by six slender red crystals.

However, the crystal looked a little dim, and there was no light coming out. Apparently it was the lighting crystal that had consumed all its energy.

In the corner of the wall beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was also a gray-black potted plant that looked like a dead tree branch, which looked inconspicuous.

It was the first time for Angelet to observe his villa so carefully. He walked to the potted plant and saw a small wooden sign hanging on it. The brown wooden sign was only half the size of a palm. Written on it in delicate Angmarian: Ash Wood.

The potted plant is exactly the same as the dry tree trunk, there is no surprise.

Angelet walked out through the half-open French windows.

Outside is a fenced garden. The thick grass is soft to step on, like stepping on a blanket.

Angelet could even feel a faint coolness spreading to his feet through the moccasin boots.

He walked back and forth along the garden. Along the gray and white walls of the villa, he quickly turned a corner and came to the end of the villa.

On the grass outside a row of black fences, among the sparse woods, a small square off-white stone house stands quietly in the middle. The brown wooden door was closed tightly. There was a faint sound of breathing from inside.

This was also his destination. Looking at the stone house, Angelet felt a slight ripple in his heart. He knew that it was Nancy who lived in the stone house. It was a small stone house that he specially asked the dwarves to build for her alone, using a very hard stone. When he came to this world, if it didn't affect his own progress, Angelet always wanted to do what he wanted, and he could do it.

He put his hands on the fence, turned over lightly, and tried his best to restrain his footsteps.

Slowly walked towards the stone house. Cross a small lawn and stand in front of the stone house.

In addition to the door, the stone house also has a window in the shape of a round arch.

Angelet gently stretched out his hand and pressed it against the window. Traces of silver metal snakes drilled through the gap. Then quickly only a very slight click was heard.

The window was slowly opened.

Just in front of the window is a single wooden bed. Under the bobo red blanket on the bed, Nancy was lying on the bed, her long golden hair was scattered on the white pillow, and a snow-white arm stretched out from under the blanket, reflecting a faint ivory luster under the moonlight. She breathed evenly and slept soundly.

Angelet took out a little yellow fine powder from his waist pocket, and lightly sprinkled it on Nancy.

The yellow powder scattered and flew down, as if it melted into the air, and disappeared in mid-air. At the same time, the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear in an instant. The cries of insects and the rustling of leaves by the wind all quickly diminished and then disappeared. There was silence all around.

Angelet opened the door calmly and walked in from the front.

Walking to the bed, he quietly stared at the girl on the bed for a while, and gently lifted the blanket off her body.

"Um..." He stared at Nancy's other hand in a daze.

The three fingers of the girl's hand were directly inserted under her body. On the inside of her thigh, a little bit of glistening liquid reflected the wet light under the moonlight. It seems that he has been doing that kind of thing before going to bed.

She wasn't wearing anything, she was sleeping naked.

It seemed that the coolness on her body woke Nancy up. She slowly opened her eyes, and looked vaguely at the figure in front of her.

"Nini, stop making trouble." She turned over and continued to prepare for sleep.

Suddenly Nancy's body stiffened suddenly. She seemed to react to something.

Angelet's mouth curved.

"It's me." He whispered.

"Master Green?!" Nancy froze completely, and quickly pulled out her right hand from below, but she unexpectedly pulled out a few thin, crystal-clear strands of liquid.

"Don't look!!" she exclaimed, quickly checked the blanket to cover herself. The whole person sat up at once, leaning against the wall with the back of the bed.

On the face and neck. All rose-like pink.

Angelet pointed at the original spot on her bed with a smile. There was actually a small wet and dark water stain there, and the gray mattress cover seemed to have been soaked through.

"Ah!!" Nancy quickly pulled the blanket to cover the water stains on the bed. A look of embarrassment and anger appeared on his face.

Angelet took a step forward, reached out suddenly, and pulled Nancy into his arms. His right hand stretched in along the blanket, gently stroking her smooth back.

"Just tonight, be mine."

Nancy was still a little confused for a while, and it took a while to react. I just felt hot all over. The fullness of her chest squeezed a deep gully between their chests.

She also thought about getting along with Angelet many times. But I didn't expect it to be this time.

Although this is a similar relationship between many assistants and wizards, she has never had this kind of experience, and she just shook her head subconsciously.

as a girl. From the very beginning, she was well-fed and pampered, and countless halos were superimposed on her body. Later, the family was destroyed. Displaced and homeless. The whole person was reduced to the point where there was almost no way out.

She had long wanted to have a safe to rely on.

And no matter men or women, as long as they are human, they will have that aspect. She is no exception, the world has always been very open about such things. So it is easy to see and hear rumors and scenarios in this regard.

This made her even more unbearable in the past few years. You can only solve it by yourself.

The heavy pressure, the lack of a happy life, and the depressing environment made her only use this method to vent her helplessness and depression, but she did not expect that she would soon become addicted to this method.

Last night, she still fell asleep on her own venting.

Unexpectedly, he was bumped into by Angelet.

"Not now, okay? I'm not ready yet." Wrapped in a blanket, she murmured with her head down, not daring to look at Angelet's face at all.

"It doesn't matter, you will be mine sooner or later anyway." Angelet let go of the soft and hot body in his arms. A pleasant smile appeared on his face.

Nancy was different from other women. If it was just a sexual relationship, how was it different from the apprentice he met in the academy?

this world. If you want to find her type, this kind of beautiful woman who has no experience in this field is almost rare except for her own training.

So he was not in a hurry, Nancy was like a plate of food. It takes a little bit of tasting slowly, and then finally you can fully taste all her flavors.

He can feel it. Nancy has a faint sense of admiration for him after she feels inferior. That is a complex psychology produced after a huge contrast. And at this time, he is also Nancy's only hope and reliance. She desperately wants a closer relationship that goes beyond her existing relationship. Otherwise, it would be no different from those guards who might be abandoned by wizards at any time.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Angelet smiled and gently pinched Nancy's face, feeling her cheeks were very hot.

Turn around and leave the stone house. Angelet quickly climbed over the fence and returned to the villa.

Recover from the momentary beauty. Angelet went straight into his bedroom and began to meditate.

It can only be a driving force for progress, not a drag on your feet.

After all, this world is based on strength. If he does not have strength, then it is impossible to enjoy such attachment and beauty.

So definitely don't stagnate for one thing, this is the truth that Angelet understood in his previous life on Earth.

Enjoy without indulging, just treat it as a spice and an embellishment of life.

the next day. In the early morning, when the sky is getting bright.

Angelet woke up from meditation and put on a black casual robe. Open the door and go out.

Standing in the corridor on the second floor, subtle movements could already be heard from the living room below.

He leaned over the wooden railing and looked down.

In the hall below, Nancy was wearing a gray sweater dress, the kind of gray sweater in which the top and skirt are one piece. Wear it with black goose down tights and buckskin boots. It looks very beautiful and seductive.

Especially the black velvet pantyhose perfectly highlighted her slender and round legs.

Nancy was bending over to straighten the cushions on the sofa.

Angelet's eyes followed her closed legs without a single gap, slowly upwards, until they reached above her thighs, in the deep black inside the gray woolen skirt.

"Pretty well dressed. Nancy, you look beautiful no matter what day you are." Angelet looked back and walked through the corridor while talking.

Nancy straightened up, turned around and looked over, the moment she saw Angelet, a slight blush appeared on her face.

"Are you up? I prepared it for you earlier." She saluted in a low voice.

"It seems that I made a very wise choice when I decided to have you as my assistant." Angelet walked down the stairs, wearing a black and silver-trimmed robe and soft short brown hair. Slender figure. Although his face didn't look handsome, those pale golden eyes added a mysterious and dangerous allure to him.

He smiled and walked to the sofa and sat down. A plate of sliced ​​mushroom soup and two slices of white bread with choy sum were already placed on the low table.

This is a food with other dishes sandwiched between two slices of bread. It was the same as the burgers that Angelet had eaten on Earth in his previous life. However, the bread here is much dry and hard, and it is crispy to the bite.

Nancy stood beside him, waiting, as was customary, for him to finish before clearing the table.

Angelet ate the sandwich bread in his hand in a few bites. After taking a few sips of the soup, I brushed the crumbs off my hands.

"By the way, when I'm not out these days, is there anything extra?"

Nancy nodded, and the blush on her face faded a little.

"Yes, it's nearby!!" She screamed and clutched her skirt tightly.

Angelet's hand had already penetrated into the woolen skirt below her, pressing on her buttocks, just in time for her to hold her hand firmly.

"Please don't do that," she whispered, blushing hard. Turning his face away and not daring to look at Angelet, he pleaded in his tone, "Others will see."

Angelet felt the warm and soft touch from his hands, with a gentle smile on his face. "Don't worry, it's just a joke." He slowly withdrew his hand and gently smelled the deodorant on the back of his hand.

"I just want to smell it to see if the smell from last night is still there?"

Nancy's skin was once again flushed with roses, and she waited until Angelet withdrew her hand completely. She took two steps back.

"Master Green" Nancy didn't know what to say for a while, but she didn't dare to approach Angelet. He could only lower his head and listen to the sound of Angelet slowly drinking hot soup. In terms of willingness, she was willing to give herself to Angelet, but she didn't want to be so casual. So as not to make Angelet look down on him. And this kind of thing made her completely show her body to another opposite sex. This made her feel even more nakedly ashamed.

It was as if all his secrets and... were exposed in the eyes of others.

However, Nancy was still a third-class apprentice, so she adjusted quickly.

"My lord, can I please report what I have said next time?"

"Of course." Angelet shrugged, "Go ahead."

"The day before yesterday, Master Siwa, a wizard who lived nearby, came to visit you in person and found that you were in retreat, so he gave you an invitation letter when he left, inviting you to visit his villa." Nancy said seriously.

"Siva?" Angelet stroked a little beard on his chin, "Speaking of which, I've lived here for so long, and I really haven't visited each other with the wizards around me. Where's the invitation letter? Bring it to me."

Nancy walked to the fireplace in the living room, took a roll of black leather paper on it, and handed it to Angelet. This time, she seemed extremely vigilant. Keep an eye on Angelet's hands.

Angelet gave her a funny look. Does this girl think that when men and women do that kind of thing, they just turn off the lights and feel the darkness? Anything else is so unacceptable.

Take the paper roll and unfold it gently.

A black crow was drawn on the pale yellow leather roll, which was very realistic, as if a live crow might fly out of it at any time. The small green eyes looked right at the person reading the scroll.

Under the crow was written a line of somewhat scribbled black writing in Angmar.

‘Dear Wizard Green, I am Siva Rierta who lives near you. When I came back from the Crimson Plateau not long ago, I realized that you moved to my neighborhood, maybe we can walk around with each other. If you want, I hope to come and have a talk in five years. '

Then there was a simple small map, which marked the location of Siwa and Angelet. After passing through the small lake, there was a small forest in between, which didn't look far away.

After reading the scroll, Angelet rerolled it and threw it on the low table in front of the sofa. The whole person sank into the sofa a little lazily. The soft sofa almost completely sinks his whole body.

At this time, Nancy also went out to do activities on her own.

Angelet gently raised his right hand, and the nail of his index finger felt cold, with an ice blue halo and white smoke emitting from it.

Lispell's voice came to his ears immediately.

"You're angry?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know how to talk to people. Grandma has meddled in the matter of resources. I can't help it."

"Thank you."

Mark a message three times in a row.

Angelet shook his head speechlessly. This Lisper is a typical house girl, tied up at home by her family and has almost no experience in socializing with her peers. It is estimated that she has been living under the supervision and protection of her grandmother for hundreds of years.

Now most of the resources have been returned, and the rest, as an exchange between him and Lisper, is considered fair. Things evened out here.

He now intends to stabilize the level of spiritual power in liquefaction compared to the gasification stage, what is the special difference. After that, I am going to visit this Siwa wizard.