Abe the Wizard

“Your butler is a wizard?” The Evelyn Wizard asked in surprise.

“Yes, an intermediate wizard I took in!” Abel doesn't really explain Bartholi's origins very well, but only in such a simple way.

“Intermediate wizards are housekeepers, and I'm afraid only a master blacksmith like you can do that!” The Murphy Wizard, who had never made a sound, said in silence.

“She's in a bit of a special situation, she volunteered to stay with me as a butler after I took her in, Evelyn Wizard, what the teacher calls a golden quality 'wound medication’!” Abel didn't want to deceive the teacher and the two wizards, but he quickly changed the subject and handed a bottle of golden ‘wound medicine' to the Evelyn wizard.

The Evelyn Wizard took this bottle with trembling hands, respectfully, and for him, a hopeful medicine, as a wizard, he knew very well how rare a golden quality 'wound medication' was and learned from the Morton Wizard that Abel's golden quality 'wound medication' was more potent than any other ‘wound medication' of the same level.

“Evelyn Wizard, take it right here!” Abel suggested that he didn't want anyone to see this golden bottle of 'wound medicine' and that taking it earlier would also reduce some trouble.

“Abel's right, Evelyn, the magic environment here is very nice. It's no different from the magic Tabby, so you drink the 'wound medicine' here.” The Morton Wizard also persuaded him that his idea was such a precious drug, or that it would be safer to use it quickly, and that Abel, as a master of blacksmiths, if the 'wound medication' didn't work well, he could simply ask Abel to find another way to heal the wound.

Evelyn picked up the golden quality 'wound medication', carefully opened the lid, and the occasional golden arc of light swimming in the golden liquid showed the preciousness of this bottle.

Six wizards have been trapped for decades, more than twenty of them became six-level wizards that year, and then lost hope of promotion because they were injured in a conflict. Without the support of good friends like Morton and Murphy Wizards, he would not have lived with confidence.

And now the hope of a new life is in his hands, and he has a strong feeling that the trauma will be completely healed if he takes this golden bottle of 'wound medicine'.

Never before had hope been so close to him, he had not gone to find a cure for his injuries and had spent a great deal of financial and material resources, but in the end everything had become empty and the injuries still existed, but hope had become disappointing time and time again.

Thoughts appeared in Evelyn's witch's brain, shaking his head, emptying those thoughts, and at this point all he had to do was pour golden quality 'healing agents' into the entrance, and the rest was wait.

Raise your head and pour the golden quality 'wound medication' into your mouth. Without feeling the taste of the medication, a warm stream rises from your stomach and quickly surrounds your whole body. The warm stream is like a small hand constantly pressing in his body.

The unseen damage in the body is slowly relieving itself as the shock of the warm current slowly eases, and the wounds that we thought would never heal again in this world are slowly returning.

Evelyn's face was full of peace, and now he seemed to have returned to the time before his birth, as if he had never felt comfortable physically or mentally in his mother.

For the Evelyn Wizard, the restoration process was very slow in his perception and seemed to have gone through a long, long time.

But for the Abel, Morton and Murphy wizards beside him, it was only a half hour before Evelyn's body was covered with black and brown stains that had been expelled from his body, and the smell of the array emanated from those black and brown stains.

Those are the vast quantities of drugs that Evelyn Wizards have been taking for years as a result of their injuries, impurities left in their bodies, and the golden quality 'wound medication' synthesized by powerful Hladic squares now exerts its unparalleled efficacy.

Abel didn't even have to look at the Evelyn Wizard's wounds to find out that he should be gradually recovering, because at this moment his face is full of smiles, which are heartfelt laughter.

“Evelyn is so hard, Abel, he's got to thank you very much!” The Malton wizard looked at the Evelyn wizard and sighed and said to Abel.

“Teacher, please don't be polite with me!” Abel smiled.

At this point, the Evelyn Wizard opened his eyes and his spiritual strength allowed him to perceive physical comfort, a feeling of relaxation that had never been felt before, a newborn experience.

“Ah, why am I so dirty?” The Evelyn Wizard found a black brown stain on his body, screaming.

“Evelyn Wizard, you are removing all the toxins from each treatment you have been taking from your body, and you will be taking all medicines as effective as your first dose for some time to come!” Abel is naturally very clear, he explains.

“Abel, is there somewhere to wash? I can't see anybody anymore!” Evelyn's wizard's hand touched the dark brown stain on his face and screamed.

There was no servant here to come in, and Bathory was over at the hotel, and Abel brought the Evelyn Wizard to the guest bath.

Fortunately, the Evelyn Wizard had a space bag, spare clothes, and it took him half an hour to come out of the shower.

While Morton and Murphy had been waiting outside the bathroom for some time, it seemed that they wanted to share the feeling of rebirth with Evelyn, and Abel stood quietly by Morton's side.

“I'm Evelyn again!” The Evelyn wizard who walked out of the bathroom screamed like he was going to throw away all the depression he had been having.

“Congratulations, Evelyn!” The Morton Wizard went up to the previous one and embraced the Evelyn Wizard and said out loud.

“Evelyn, I wanted to hug you, but you're so dirty!” The Murphy wizard also walked forward to hold the Evelyn wizard tightly, and all three wizards felt a little tearful at this time.

Abel did not expect that the emotions of the teacher Morton, Murphy and Evelyn wizards would be so good. Normally, wizards rarely embrace others, let alone wizards, which is tantamount to releasing all defenses and trusting the embracing wizards with trust in their lives.

“I feel like I'll be promoted soon, and I'll catch up with you!” The Evelyn Wizard said with confidence.

“That's Evelyn I know, our Evelyn is back!” The Morton Wizard laughed and said that Evelyn Wizard was a teenager and became an official wizard at a very young age, and now his injuries are recovered and his promotion is only a matter of time.

“Teacher, two wizards, this is no place to talk, let's go to the council room!” Abel said aside.

Several people stood outside the bathroom at this time, and this was certainly not the place to talk, and the four returned to the Chamber.

“Teacher, I know you have been successfully promoted to Level 12 Wizard and as a disciple I have prepared a gift for you!” Abel took a cane out of the space bracelet and gave it to the Morton Wizard, he said.

“Morton, the staff from Master Blacksmith, look at the attributes.” Murphy Wizard looked at the staff curiously and asked.

“Yes, I'd like to see if the staff Abel gave you is right for you. Me and Murphy know what kind of spell you're good at!” The Evelyn Wizard said with a smile.

The Morton Wizard took over the scepter, a brand new scepter surrounded by dense, numb patterns that you can feel on your hands just so that the surface of the scepter is not too slippery. At the top of the scepter, a fine yellow gem is wrapped in a pattern of several stretched out precious metal bars, and you can only see that fine yellow gem invisibly.

“This is Abel, when you became a master of blacksmiths, that famous technique, the technique of the soul wand external to the magic stone! What a privilege to witness!” Evelyn's wizard looked at the staff and sighed softly.

“Huh!” the Malton wizard exclaimed softly, as he found the feeling that the wand was a perfect fit for him, grabbing his hands like a part of his body, a feeling that would only appear if the wand matched the user's attributes to a certain degree.

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