Abe the Wizard

Chapter 158: Unexpected Frequent Lunches

Just as Abel practiced on the jade stone with a carving knife and had occasional problems, Fink's voice came from an ID card between his waist: "My lord, lunch time is almost up. Would you like to dine on the first floor? ”

“Go down and get ready, I'll be right there!” Abel stopped the knife in his hand and returned to the identity card.

Throw all the jade stones on the table into the space bag, and Abel walked with a carving knife and engraved the jade stone in his hand, seemingly not wanting to waste a moment.

Just walking two steps, he hit the door of the lab, and Abel was distracted by his weak little soul, watching as he cut out a deep trench of jade stone due to excessive force. He depressedly threw it into the space bag and replaced it with another one in his hand.

“Zhu” hit the door again, Abel was distracted again, he shook his head, reached out and opened the door, walked out, and cautioned when he got to the door, this time without hitting the door.

Exactly, as he walked downstairs, "Ice Sealed Armor" suddenly appeared on him, his mind paid more attention to the method, he didn't pay attention under his feet, he stepped on empty feet, fortunately, and he turned his heel steadily in the air.

“Luckily no one saw it!” Abel spoke to himself gently.

“What the hell is this kid doing?” The 11th floor Morton wizard felt the magic fluctuations in the tower, and it was the magic fluctuations that appeared in the hallway, and he felt it and saw Abel fall on his heels.

“He's still a kid. He's naughty when nobody's around!” The Malton Wizard shook his head with a smile and moved away from his perception.

Abel, who thinks no one knows, walked carefully to the first floor, and when he arrived safely on the first floor, he took a sigh of relief, and it really wasn't easy to do this.

“I'm telling you, the last time I bought the core in the market, the wizard who sold it thought it was a fire core, but I couldn't get past my eyes, and I knew it was a poison core, and I only bought it for the price of the ice core.” Just on the first floor, Abel heard Carlos' voice, and he knew that Carlos was bragging about what he had accomplished before.

Abel is a little strange. Even new people like him who are new to the Magic Tower have heard Carlos brag many times. Who is he bragging to?

With his eyes swept, Abel couldn't help but laugh, and Fatty Fink looked at Carlos in worship, listening to God, while Camille sat far away from them.

“My lord, you're here!” Fink saw Abel arrive, stood up quickly, walked up and pulled the chair open for him, and continued: "Your lunch is ready, my lord, and I'll get it for you. ”

“No, tell my apprentice Paige to go get it, Fink, and you sit down and listen to me.” Carlos went back to Peggy on the other side and said, "Peggy, help Abel bring lunch. ”

“Yes, my lord!” Paige turned around and left.

As Carlos turned to Peggy, Fink's fat face looked at Abel with grudge, seemed to be looking for Abel's sympathy, and it didn't look like Fink liked listening to Carlos tell the story as much as Abel saw.

“Since Carlos can talk to you, keep talking to Carlos. I'm fine here.” Abel said to Fink with a slight smile.

“Come on, Abel. It's all right. Come on!” Carlos waved.

Finkson looked at Abel in disdain and took a heavy step towards Carlos, but he turned his head and smiled again.

“How come there's an ice pack in the magic tower?” Camille looked curiously at Abel's ice-crystal armor and asked.

“I've heard that more spells are used to increase the power of magic. It's also a waste of power, so I practice when I have time.” Abel explained with a smile.

“You work really hard, but the use of spells in public places can be perceived by teachers. Although not prohibited, we don't generally use spells in public places, which can disturb teacher training.” Camille took a sip of juice and said.

“Ah!" Abel suddenly remembered that he had just practiced magic in the hallway, so the shame wouldn't be seen by the teacher?

“Your lunch, my lord!” Paige had already sent Abel's lunch up by then.

“Thank you!” Abel nodded to Peggy, whether he was Carlos' apprentice, Peggy, or Camille's apprentice, Joey, and was very good with their respective adults in the magic tower, which was also related to Carlos and Camille's very good relationship, so Abel was very kind to them.

After Peggy bowed down, Abel cut a piece of beef steak into pieces with a knife, and forked a piece of beef with a fork. During the fork, his mind was again affected by a weak little soul. In Camille's strange eyes, he put an empty fork in his mouth, and then his teeth were stiffened by a stiff fork, which he reacted to.

“Abel, are you okay?” Camille asked with interest.

“No, nothing!” Abel answered with some embarrassment.

“If you're uncomfortable, say it sooner, don't hold on!” Camille asked somewhat uncomfortably.

“Really nothing, thanks Camille.” Abel can't really explain this.

Just after that, a piece of ice crystal armor suddenly appeared on Abel, and Camille was surprised by this sudden spell.

Even Carlos, who talked about it, stopped and looked at Abel curiously, but immediately turned around and talked to Fink.

“Abel, are you blinking?” Camille asked curiously.

“This…”

Abel said, "I'm sorry, Abel, you don't have to explain. ”

All things about her own strength are the most important secrets of witches. Abel, who just entered the world of witches, didn't know, but Camille did. She just asked the exit to know if it was right. When she saw Abel swallowed up a little, she hastily stopped him.

The next lunch, although Abel had already been careful and careful, had dropped food twice, the knife had been cut open once, and the fork had been empty once, all of which made Camille even more worried.

After lunch, Abel almost dared not stop, pulling a thousand gracious finks and hurrying out of the magic tower amidst Camille's worried eyes, while Fink left thinking that Abel was kind enough to save him.

As soon as he walked out of the Magic Tower, Abel saw his car, led by two burning cows, looking at Fink.

“My lord, I have personally informed your butler to arrange your private carriage.” Fink looked at Abel with some anxiety and arranged for Abel privately without informing him, albeit with good intentions, depending on the temper of the wizards.

“Fink, you're doing great!” Abel nodded in praise.

“Please get in the car!” Fink quickly became active, enthusiastically lowering the ladder and opening the car door, and hoping to help Abel get in.

Abel didn't even look at the ladder. Gently, he stepped straight into the trunk and turned around and said, "Come on in, too! ”

For reasons of identity, most wizard apprentices do not have status, but only do servants' work, and travel is beside the driver outside the compartment.

“Thank you, my lord!” Fink thankfully said, entering the carriage in the shake of the carriage.

“You don't have to thank me, you weigh in. I'm afraid you'll turn the car upside down in the front.” Abel jokingly said.

The bull car started, it is now in the early winter, with Abel's tough body, of course, do not worry about this cold, the driver is also familiar with his habit, so several windows in the compartment are open, but Fink is different, at this time as the bull car starts, the cold wind blows, but there is a chill on his body, he has to shrink and his teeth start fighting uncontrollably.

“Fink, you say you're so fat you're afraid of cold?” Abel said with amusement, then commanded: “Close all the windows. ”

“Yes, my lord.” When I got in the car, I knew it was cold, but it was Abel's special carriage, and Fink didn't dare to close the windows, so I heard Abel tell me to stand up and close the windows in the shake of the body.

Abel looked at Fink's fat body and shook his head with a smile. I really don't understand. People say that thin people are afraid of cold, fat people are afraid of hot, but this Fink is so afraid of cold. Turn on the hot air conditioner and adjust it directly to 10 stops.

As the body moves forward, a gust of warm air blows into the cabin along the hot air conditioning vent.

“My lord, what is this?” Although Fink is only a first-degree witch apprentice, his time in the world of witches has not been short, and this is the first time he's seen a hot air in the trunk.

“A little something.” Abel didn't explain much, but "Ice Sealed Armor" suddenly appeared on him again.