Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

Victor said solemnly: "The first reason, as the chief consul, you must behave majestic during the day, but how old are you now? Do you hold a face like your father all year round? Smile more and vent the feelings in your heart, or you will become a gargoyle sooner or later."

"Hate!" Faras screamed. He had heard Ryan talk about the adventures of King Alexander's tomb and knew what a gargoyle was. Now when he heard Victor use this to compare himself, of course he has to vent his heart. Dissatisfied.

Victor laughed and was quite satisfied with his methods, at least when he pulled Faras alone from time to time, and made use of the more casual relationship between the teacher and the students to let Faras vent his depression as much as possible, otherwise It doesn’t need to be too much. In a few years, Falasi is likely to become a real person with excessive desire for power due to the perennial monopoly of power.

Most rulers with monopoly power will feel lonely because they have gained power, but this kind of people cannot open their hearts to others, so in order to exclude this feeling of loneliness, the ruler will pay more attention to it. Regarding how to consolidate the power in the hands, a little bit of things is likely to rob the family and annihilate the clan. One sentence and one action may contain all kinds of scheming.

Luke had already faintly showed such signs at the time, but the family affection of Sister Farras and Luke's inner loyalty to the empire allowed him to maintain his sanity, but once a person is completely trapped in power, how long can he maintain his sanity? Even Archmage Victor didn't know.

Therefore, in the daytime, Victor, even though he hates politics, still teaches Falasi how to face the people and maintain the majesty of the superior, how to calmly put a layer of checks and balances on his subordinates, and how to smile. Victor didn't like these things, but he still learned a lot from books and Luke.

In the evening, Victor would often take Faras to live the life of an ordinary person, sometimes to a farm outside the capital city, sometimes to a glass of Bordeaux to chat about the past, and a few times simply. Just take Farasi to meditate, specializing in the mystery of magic.

It is precisely because of this that Faras can still maintain a heart of innocence. She is a majestic chief consul in dealing with government affairs, but in private, Faras is still a little bit squeamish the one that Ryan knew back then, but heartily. The kind female magician.Falas naturally understood Victor's painstaking efforts, so although he was merciless on his lips, he became more respectful of Victor in his heart.

"The second point is to look at the moon." Victor said lightly.

"The moon? What's so good about? Even if I want to see it, I can't be with you. Why do I have to be with Ryan..." Faras said that, suddenly she couldn't go on, and her heart was filled with intimacy. Lovers' thoughts.

"Cough!" Victor coughed, contemplated Falasi's thoughts, and then said slowly: "You know, I used to prove one thing by spending almost half of my mana, which is enough to release one Thunder God’s Fury that destroyed the imperial capital."

"Wow, you are so extravagant!" Falash said with a small lip, "If this is drawn into a scroll and auctioned at Blackstone, how can there be millions of gold coins? How much is the empire's taxes for a year now?"

"Cough, cough!" Faras's words caused Victor to cough a few more times, but this time it was to get rid of the embarrassing expression: "What do you little girl know! You know that I have proved a great thing."

"Oh, what is it?" Victor's words made Falash's curiosity surge in her heart, and it consumed the magic proof of releasing a forbidden spell. It should be very important, right?

"On a starry night, well, it's different from tonight." Victor said.

"Oh, you're so long-winded!" Falas interrupted Victor's words mercilessly: "There are so many old sayings, is it possible that the dignified archmage has grown so old?"

Victor retorted and said, "You talk more than me now. Even if you grow old, you are older."

"Aren't you going to say a very important thing? Is it possible that our age has something to do with this matter?" Falash saw Victor's sharp words and immediately changed the subject.

Victor said slowly, "If you shut your mouth, I would have finished talking, Granny Faras!"

"Weird, little Victor." Faras patted Victor's head presumptuously, and said with a smile: "Do you want my sister to buy you sweets?"

"Huh, it's not big or small!" Victor saw that the joke was almost done, and Falasi's mind was almost opened up as a result, so he said solemnly: "I used the'gate of time and space' in a short period of time. The magic has been teleported several times, and each teleportation has brought several servants past. Their task is to draw the distribution of stars in the sky."

"The time for the gate of time and space is not very long. It can be considered that the time for them to draw the star distribution map is the same. However, when I got a few drawn star maps for careful comparison, I found that they are exactly the same. Said, the night sky we see now is exactly the same even if it is tens of thousands of miles away at the same time."

"What does this show?" Farasi was puzzled.

"Oh, you idiot!" Victor couldn't help cursing. "In other words, the moon you see now, if Ryan is also looking at it, you will see the same thing. This is sitting side by side with you. There is no difference when we look together!"

Falasi was taken aback, and then she stood up abruptly. She looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly yelled uncontrollably: "Ryan, I am Falasi. I have been in the imperial capital. Waiting for you, did you hear?"

In the Iron Fist Castle, Ryan is attentively telling Vivian about his adventures with Faras. Of course, he has consciously ignored the places where his identity may be exposed in the entire adventure, but even so, the female warrior Vivian listened. With relish.

Suddenly, Ryan only felt that there was a strong magic wave from the moonlight in the sky, and a familiar voice was vaguely heard in his ear: "I'm waiting for you! Waiting for you! Waiting for you..."

This voice turned out to be the voice of Farasi who had been apart for three years. Ryan jumped up and looked incredible in the direction of the imperial capital. The voice in his ear seemed to be calling him non-stop, but Ryan listened carefully, but only heard the slightest. Is this just my own illusion?Or did Farasi's power of thinking have reached such a powerful level that the voice calling him can be transmitted here?

Ryan was so excited that he couldn't control his feelings anymore. Tears of longing were rolling in his eyes. He quickly raised his head and looked up at the night sky. Suddenly a female head appeared faintly in the center of the bright moon, Ryan rubbed incrediblely. After rubbing his eyes, it turned out to be Faras, but when Ryan blinked a few times and looked again, he only saw a watery moonlight.

Ryan slowly put his hand on his left chest, and made a firm oath in his mouth: "Fanny, I promise you, I will come back, wait for me! I will make you the most beautiful and unhappy bride on this continent ,none of them!"

The bright moon hung in the sky, and the breeze passed by and the swaying leaves were blowing. Vivienne sitting on the ground looked at Ryan’s back and listened to Ryan’s oath in her ears. The sadness in her heart could no longer stand. Tears came out of his eyes.