The Wizarding Age

To the east of the mainland, looking at the tower.

In a strange secret room on the top floor, the skinny Mustang was lying comfortably on his extravagant and luxurious bed, sound asleep.

In this secret room, you can see splendid and luxurious furniture and furnishings everywhere, and portraits of voluptuous girls with plump breasts and fat buttocks are hung everywhere on the walls. The dining table placed in the corner of the wall is filled with a complete set of gold and silver tableware, which reflects a blurry and illusory light under the bright witchcraft light source...

If an outsider accidentally breaks into this place, they will definitely not believe that this is the residence of a fourth-level wizard. Because the whole residence is filled with an aura of extreme luxury and decadence, which is completely inconsistent with the powerful and mysterious temperament of a high-level wizard.

Moreover, after searching the entire residence, I couldn't find any items related to witchcraft. Instead, some of the favorite small items of human nobles were scattered everywhere, mixed in the gorgeous and expensive silk underwear, which made people unable to help themselves. Thinking.

However, just as Mustang was sleeping soundly with a huge pillow painted with a pattern of a fruit girl between his hands and feet, ripples appeared in the void in the corner of the room, and a strange magic eye emerged, blinking. Xuan Huan's eyes began to look at the room curiously.

The magic eye seems illusory and real, but it actually exists in this void.

It was like a hazy shadow the size of a fist, floating around the room, seemingly extremely curious about everything here.

Finally, its eyes fell on the ugly, naked body of Mustang, who was sleeping soundly. Its illusory eyeballs continued to approach him, taking in every detail of his body.

I have to say, Mustang is really ugly!

Not much flesh and blood can be seen on the skinny body. The loose and shriveled skin rests on the well-joined bones. From a distance, it looks like a breathing skeleton.

His gray skin is covered with dark markings. His chest, armpits, and feet are covered with messy black thick bristles on his chest, under his arms, and on his feet. On the contrary, there are only some sparse and yellowish hairs on his head where hair should be thickest. hair……

As a fourth-level prophet, Mustang obviously doesn't pay much attention to personal hygiene. His ugly body is covered with dirt, and the whole room is filled with an unpleasant and terrible stench.

Although Mustang was sleeping extremely deeply, the Magic Eye was so close, and the obscure destiny fluctuations emanating from it might not be felt by others, but he was extremely familiar with it.

Mustang cursed continuously and woke up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a pair of watery, shiny and beautiful big eyes. These eyes were so big and clear that they almost occupied most of the visual space in front of him.

He even had to lean back a few centimeters before he could clearly see the magic eye floating in front of him. And those beautiful eyes were staring at him silently through the magic eyes.

"Asshole, it's you kid again!" A series of vicious curses immediately emerged from Mustang's yellow and crooked mouth. He waved his arms vigorously to try to drive the magic eye further away.

Unfortunately, Magic Eye only stepped back half a meter, then moved to the side where his arms could not reach and continued to play 'peeping'.

"Ugly, this is your bedroom? It is indeed ugly and smelly, just like your body." The magic eye gently shook the void, and a strange spiritual ripple spread out: "You always say that you are a Level 4 wizard, why can't you find anything related to witchcraft and prophecy in your bedroom? Can you show me your laboratory? I'm very interested in the various experiments of your level 4 wizards... …”

It seemed that he was entangled with Mustang, and the magic eyes floated around him, while patrolling everything around him, while talking to him casually. And the ferocious face of Mustang was filled with anger and helplessness.

"Please be quiet!"

Mustang shot out a golden light from his palm, blasting the magic eye into the air.

However, as soon as this magic eye dissipated, the surrounding void rippled again, and a new magic eye emerged.

"Why did you blow up my Eye of Destiny...Don't you know that it takes the power of fate to condense it? You already blew out 73 of my Eyes of Destiny yesterday, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Mustang's actions just now seemed to be of no use to the guy hiding opposite the Void Eyeball. As soon as the opponent appeared this time, he started to verbally bombard him, making a dignified fourth-level prophet toss and turn in bed but could no longer fall asleep.

Mustang struggled to climb out of the luxurious bed, grabbed a silk robe from the floor covered with exquisite soft carpets, wrapped it around him, and staggered towards the bathroom.

"Kid, don't follow me, I'm going to take a shower. If you want to see an old man taking a shower, just follow him!" Before entering, Mustang turned around and roared viciously.

This time the threat seemed to have some effect. After hesitating for a moment, the eyeball finally did not float into the bathroom, but wandered around in the bedroom.

How can a fourth-level wizard's personal residence be so simple? Although it looks luxurious and extravagant on the surface, it looks like a tasteless aristocratic nouveau riche mansion. But inside the cold wall mezzanine, beneath the wooden floor, and on the ceiling hung with huge crystal chandeliers, there are densely packed and countless guardian witch formations hidden.

In the hidden dark places of the bedroom, there are also fluctuations of obscure elements, which are clearly several secret compartments and secret rooms that have been disguised and covered up.

There are layers of protective witch formations surrounding these shelters, which can isolate them from the detection of prophetic witchcraft and the penetration of most extraordinary powers in the world.

Unfortunately, the power imbued in this magic eye obviously does not belong to the common witchcraft power in the world. It actually regards these witchcraft protections as if they are nothing, and shuttles and patrols inside at will.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Mustang, who had taken a hot bath and was refreshed, just walked out of the bathroom when he saw the magic eye floating out of his witchcraft secret room.

The ones placed there are all my favorite and most precious supreme treasures!

Mustang's expression immediately became ferocious and twisted again.

Ever since he spied on his colleague far away in the Northland last time, he had been inexplicably entangled with the girl of fate. The other party seems to be deeply favored by the power of fate, and has methods of controlling fate that are difficult for outsiders to understand.

After she accidentally captured Mustang's original Eye of Destiny, she mastered this ability without any teacher. Then, from then on, she became Mustang's lingering nightmare!

It seemed that he was quite curious about this strange old man with a strong power of destiny. The girl of destiny actually drove the Eye of Destiny that only Mustang could control in the past to start tracking him 360 degrees around the clock.

She was there when Mustang was meditating; she was there when Mustang was doing divination; she was there when Mustang was eating; she was there when Mustang was sleeping; she was still there when Mustang was hiding in the secret room guarded by the power of fate...

In short, the power of destiny controlled by Mustang can perfectly protect the counterpart in the north, but it is completely ineffective against the daughter of destiny.

Mustang has tried all means of protection, but none of them can block the overly curious Lady of Destiny from peering closely.

For half a year, every moment of every day, this annoying eyeball floated around him, spying on his every move, leaving him unable to retain even a shred of privacy.

Moreover, only he can see this strange magic eye. Other wizards, even the other level 4 wizards in the association, cannot see this hateful eye floating around with the naked eye.

To be honest, Mustang has done this kind of work of peeking into other people's privacy in the past.

But this situation has never happened before when this girl of destiny has been pestering others for half a year. What's even more frightening is that even if Mustang destroys the opponent's Eye of Destiny, the opponent can summon another one in an instant.

It seems, maybe, probably... the power of destiny dotes on the daughter of destiny so much that the other party does not show any difficulty when using the power of destiny, as if she has no burden at all when using the magic of destiny...

And this is what makes Mustang despair the most!

"Kid, what do you want from me? Please, let me go! If I continue to be entangled with you like this, I will go crazy..." Mustang immediately rushed over and grabbed the magic eye. , put his face close and roared loudly.

"I told you a long time ago! As long as you teach me the destiny witchcraft you know, I won't bother you anymore... I have been begging Teacher Alice for a long time, but she refuses to teach me any destiny witchcraft. She also said that I am the daughter of fate, and everything I want can only be obtained from fate... Huh, she must be too stingy to teach me, and she made so many excuses!"

When he heard that it was destiny witchcraft, Mustang, who had been pleading just a moment ago, immediately changed his expression, squeezed his eyeballs, turned around and walked out of the room.

After a moment, a new eyeball floated behind him, and the fresh and sweet voice of the girl came from inside.

"Old man, you have destroyed another eye of destiny for me. If you are so rude again, I will broadcast the ugly appearance of your naked body, so that everyone around you can see your ugly side... Hurry up , hurry up and teach me destiny witchcraft, otherwise I will broadcast it now..."

Mustang was so angry that he flew into a rage and cursed this strange girl who was a monster of fate with a series of obscene words.

The girl seemed to be irritated, as a strange and strange mental fluctuation came from her eyeballs, quickly rippled in all directions.

This ripple spread silently inside the overlooking tower. No matter what they were doing, every living being affected by the ripple instantly had a stooped and ugly naked male body in their mind.

There was an immediate uproar in the giant tower!

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