Abe the Wizard

Abel bowed to a courtesy that sparkled the eyes of the elf woman and seemed somewhat surprised by Abel's courtesy.

“Brother Bennett, this is my house. I'll see you later!” Lorraine wanted to say a few more words, but her sister dragged her away.

Abel helplessly watched as Lorraine was taken away, but since this was Lorraine's home, all he had to do was wait for Lorraine to be free and say goodbye to her, so he could leave and go to a quiet place to practice for a few months, only to think of breaking up with Lorraine, but he was deeply committed.

Meet Lorraine at an auction, and since then Lorraine has hardly ever left Abel, because Abel has a noble identity in the Principality of Carmichael and has no friends of his age. Lorraine is almost the only friend he can trust. His relationship with Lorraine is amazing. They all know each other's feelings, perhaps because of their age, and they haven't told each other. They just raise their hands, they have a silent concern, they share happiness and secrets together.

Just now Lorraine called Abel Bennett, and Bennett was Abel's current elf name, and if he hadn't passed it on to Lord Marshall, now he was a vagrant knight, his name would have been Bennett, which he had negotiated with Lorraine, and Abel is now too famous, because in the human world, almost every human being who had an identity knows the name Abel because of the Wizards Guild's pursuit.

And Abel didn't know that his reputation in the Dwarves was no less famous than in the human world, and that the barrel of rum that Bernie had brought home had brought Bernie enormous benefits, as well as enormous trouble.

The advantage is that over time, the fame of the rum made by master blacksmith Abel himself spread to the Dwarves with huge tags. Dwarves call this rum the Master Wine, and seal master blacksmith Abel as master winemaker Abel. Dwarves come to ask for the Master Wine every day in both the family and the Dwarf, which also greatly improves Bernie's standing, both in the family and among the Dwarves.

The trouble is that there are only 100 pounds of master liquor in total, and even if Bernie distributes it carefully, there isn't much left, and every day a dignified drinker comes in, and many dwarves don't come in for the first time, and some dwarves are so noble that he can't refuse, which makes it difficult for him to fight.

There was no way, Bernie, to start looking all over the world for Abel's news. He knew Abel was going to the Pokémon World, but there were four major cities in the Pokémon World. On those days, he had arranged for three other cities to look for Abel's news, and only the city of Anjoust could not go because of the closure of the transmission array.

The return of Lorraine has had a tremendous impact on the city of Anjoust, which has been closed for several months and has reopened its transmission line with the Dwarves, trade in the human blockade has resumed and all commercial activities have resumed normally with the return of Lorraine.

At this time, Abel did not know that Bernie had come to Anjoust City with the opening of the transmission array, on the one hand to avoid the shameless old men who had come to ask for wine and, on the other, to find information about Abel, obviously to negotiate with the Pokémon about trade transactions affected by the closure of the transmission array.

Abel didn't know what was going on out there, and now he's Bennett the Elf, a stray elf, a mercenary archer, the world's largest profession of elves, and Bernie wouldn't recognize him even if he stood in front of him.

Looking at his reflection in the water, he had to admire the power of the transformed necklace, which adjusted every muscle and bone in his body. Although his skin, because of his very young age, did not see much of a difference, he was now in the process of transforming the necklace into a real elf, from the inside out.

Abel's thoughts were interrupted by a slight step, and he looked up and saw a elf waitress in a waitress's uniform, similar to Lorraine's, approaching him.

“Sir, your residence is arranged, please follow me!” The elf maid walked up to Abel and bowed down to salute her.

The elf maid looked at the enormous black wind and seemed a little scared, and gathered the courage to turn around slowly to lead Abel.

Abel nodded, jumped off the black wind and followed the elf maid. It was not a gentleman's style, but he was embarrassed to ride on the tall black wind with the petite elf maid.

The villa is very large, built by the mountains, next to the water, Abel walks over a bridge, through two squares, a garden, and this brings him to a separate garden consisting of a white jade tower and a small garden.

“Sir, this is your place to stay, you can pull the summons rope at any request, there will be servants at your service all day, if you don't have anything to say, I will leave!” The elf maid bowed.

“What is the identity of the owner here?” Until now, Abel does not know who owns this place, but only implicitly guesses that it is the most powerful aristocracy in the city of Anjost, but does not know exactly who it is, so he asks.

“Sir, the owner did not tell you there must be a reason, when the owner can tell you, you will naturally know, if you have nothing else, I will leave!” The elf maid refused to answer Abel's question, and when she saw Abel shaking her head gently to indicate that she had nothing to say, she bowed back out of the yard.

Abel now has a deeper experience of the luxury of the Pokémon. Almost a quarter of the size of the main building of Harry Castle is in this hosting yard, which is just a hosting yard, and you can imagine how big that entire villa should be!

Walk into a tower made of white jade, which uses a lighting array, a lighting device that requires a very rich magic tower in the human world to be able to afford, but here it is very common for guests.

The tower is divided into two floors, each more than five meters high, with a pointed double vaulted roof at the top, huge and sophisticated being Abel's first view of the house, and almost any detail you see, the elves are decorated to show the elves' obsession with the good.

Whether it's a pattern of tiles of different colors on the ground, engraved on a staircase railing, or that tall crystal window in the bedroom, the owner's wealth and enjoyment are revealed.

And only the black wind was not interested in these at all. He came to the bedroom to lie down directly beside the bed and rest his eyes. Recently, the dark wind's rest time had increased markedly. At first, Abel thought it was something wrong, but neither the soul chain inquiry nor the mental power scan found any problems.

Abel, who had little knowledge of the wolf, had no way of knowing why, and Marci, a family trainer who knew the wolf well, was far from the human world. Fortunately, the black wind only slept more normally, but once the battle was restored.

As the sky gradually darkened, the direction of the distant walls began to flash purple light, reflecting the sky as a fantastic pink purple color. At this time, due to the rise of water vapor, a group of mists formed in the air, the city of Anjoust was like a fairy land.

The elf waitress reappeared with a set of evening gowns and bowed respectfully to Abel: "Sir, the master has invited you to dinner and I have brought you a dress that you have just made based on your stature! ”

Abel was somewhat surprised that the owner here was so thoughtful that he looked at the leather coat he had found in the Dwarves as a set of elf-style leather coats. It would indeed be rude to wear this coat to attend an aristocratic dinner.

Upon accepting the evening gown, Abel turned down the elf waitress's request for help, went back to the bedroom to wash up, and changed into the elf evening gown, the perfect evening gown over his body. When he walked out of the room, the elf waitress had a flash of amazement.

Abel, himself an aristocrat, was an aristocratic battle knight chief, a third-level wizard, and a master blacksmith, combined with the experience of the passers-by, mixed various identities, and dressed in a dress with a particularly revealing temperament, revealing a unique sense of dignity for a moment.