Abe the Wizard

The breath in the Malton Magic Tower slowly dissipated, the defensive magic array was lifted, and the door to the outer tower suddenly opened, with the sound of the Malton Wizard inside: “Murphy, Evelyn, come in and sit down! ”

When Murphy and Evelyn entered the Morton Magic Tower, they saw that the center of the hall was smiling at the two Morton Wizards, who by then had lost their age-old tiredness and were already a middle-aged man of full spirits.

“Morton, aren't you surprised?” The Murphy Wizard feels that the Malton Wizard has visibly raised a lot of breath, exclaiming.

“Thank you both for your concern. I didn't expect to surprise you all with a closed promotion!” Though the Moulton Wizard said so, his face was filled with laughter.

“Come on, I know all about you and Murphy. You're not going to use any taboo methods to improve it, are you?” The Evelyn Wizard asked with some concern.

In addition to normal promotions, the promotion of a witch has no hope of promotion at all. In order to feel the feeling of promotion, life force is imposed in exchange for a temporary promotion. This taboo usually kills the promoter in a day or two.

“Evelyn, will you look at me now?” The Malton Wizard asked Evelyn with a big smile and open his arms.

“Evelyn, don't look, Morton. This body is stronger than I am!” The Murphy Wizard said very definitely to the Evelyn Wizard.

“What have you encountered? If you can't say it, don't say it. We're happy for you!” The Evelyn Wizard just asked and quickly changed the way he spoke.

“Evelyn, you wait a while, and I'll find a way to cure your body!” Instead of answering the words of the Evelyn Wizard, the Morton Wizard lightened his voice and said something that surprised the Evelyn Wizard.

“Morton, you know my body, how many precious drugs I've tried, how much I've spent, don't waste any more for nothing!” The Evelyn wizard did not immediately say yes, but said with emotion.

After all these years, too many disappointments have left Evelyn the wizard completely abandoned hope of healing his body. Whenever a wound in his body occurs, he will always have an expectation of immediate death, and perhaps death is the only way for him to be relieved.

“Evelyn, I can't tell you where it came from, I may not get a second copy at all, but what I'm saying to you is there's a lot of hope!” The Morton Wizard knew that this was the medicine that Abel had sent for him from outside the human world, and since he could get a bottle, he was willing to buy another bottle for the Evelyn Wizard, even if it cost more resources.

Now, only when Abel contacts him again will he be able to submit to Abel that Abel's contact matrix is a one-way request and that Abel can only apply to the Malton Magic Tower on his own initiative.

Just outside Gamba City, Abel was walking out of the blue portal with the black wind as Murphy and Evelyn celebrated the successful promotion of the Malton Wizard.

The harvest of more than a dozen days in the dark forest, six bottles of ‘soul medicine' and a dozen common canes, can only be thrown in a space bag.

Ever since entering the Dark Forest, it has been spinning through the forest, encountering few hell creatures other than Leibert Demons, if not towns and cities to transmit scrolls, for fear that even the road back will be difficult to find.

Abel dumped some dizzy head and looked at the familiar room and took a long breath. He was not afraid of loneliness. In order to improve his strength, he could kill alone in the dark world, but this time he could not see the forest was too closed, which made him wonder if he would have claustrophobia.

Opening the Isolation and Defense Arrays, as usual, Abel glanced at Brewer, the housekeeper waiting outside the main building.

“Morning, Brewer!” Abel nodded to Brewer and greeted him.

Brewer looked somewhat obscurely at the sun, which was almost noon, bowing down and saying: "Good morning, master! Because you are in a closed practice, one of the Alchemy Guild's officers did not wait for you in the morning, but left your Magic Gold Card behind, along with a bunch of materials, and he asked me to tell you that your commission was completed last night! ”

The commission was completed, the magic gold card and materials were nothing, but Abel was very happy to hear that the commission was completed, indicating that the teacher Morton Wizard had received the medicine he had sent. Although it was only a bottle of golden quality 'wound medicine', he believed it would cure the teacher's injuries.

Abel reached for the magic gold card that Brewer had handed over, looked at it, and there was a whole million gold coins on it, and it looked like the medicine he had sent had been replaced with some material, and the Alchemist's Guild had converted the gold coins.

Put away the magic gold card, and Abel said to Brewer, "Brewer, get me a tuxedo. I'm going to Prince Adolphus' party tonight! ”

“Master, your dress has been worn over and it is best to change a new dress to suit your identity!” Butler Brewer suggested.

Abel looked at Brewer somewhat incomprehensibly and asked, "Can't you wear a tuxedo once? ”

“My lord, the elf nobles of the city of Anjoust rarely wear a dress over a period of six months, unless they are some lowlife nobleman, which is a very disgraceful thing.” Brewer explained.

Abel looked at Brewer somewhat helplessly, and by this time it would be few hours before evening, and the time to prepare the dress must not be enough, he said: "Forget it, don't be so troublesome, let's just wear that silver and white dress! ”

Brewer said somewhat blamelessly: "Master, it was my negligence that made you so disgracefully attend such an important party! ”

Abel doesn't think it's important that this evening be attended by the younger generation of two Pokémon Cities, and in his current capacity, there are few fears of being taller than him, apart from the noble ones who are born.

At this point, an elf maid walked in with an elf in a bodyguard uniform, and the elf guard walked in front of Abel with a box.

“Lord Bennett, the Grand Duke has prepared your evening gown, please take it!” The elf guard handed the box to the butler Brewer and bowed down to salute him.

“Thank you very much to the Grand Duke for arranging this, please bring back my gratitude!” Abel bowed slightly.

After the elf guard bowed away, the butler Brewer held a box with a dress in his hand, and it took a moment of emotion to reach such a level of care.

Abel didn't care about these. Now that he has the dress, he just has to attend the party at night, and he can't waste some time. He went to the warehouse first to collect all the materials from the Pokémon Alchemy into the Sky Pokémon Bag. These materials include all the ingredients he currently has in his recipe, as well as all the ingredients other than the "Colour Potion" in addition to the colorgrass, and all the ingredients are large enough. In order to transport these materials, the Pokémon Alchemy sent two wagons to Abel's house.

As Abel entered the dark world for a long night and his body was already younger than it actually was, he was now very careful to enter the dark world at most every night while his body was still very young and growing, in order to avoid the problem of the body being too different from its actual age.

Of course, it turns out that the problem is still very prominent. Although he is young and the average wizard cannot see the difference between age and vitality, if the difference increases in another year or two, the good news is that there is a full version of the Transformed Necklace, and unless it is powerful enough to exceed the legendary Moon Goddess, his body data is not visible, which is the ability of the Transformed Necklace to “hide the breath” in addition to changing the body.

Hiding breath can hide the body's data information, the vitality, spiritual strength, level, even heart beat, breath, breath, etc. that should have been detected by powerful spiritual wizards. If Abel wanted, he could control his mind so that all of his body's information would not be exposed at all, just like an invisible person, but only through his eyes.