Versatile Mage

The feud in Al-Quds City ended with a full-time magician, Movan. The text of the full-time magician who accompanied you for four years and six months is almost over. In the next few days, I'm going to write some chapters, some of them moveable, and some of them I think are more interesting in the world of full-time magicians.

I know you will say that there are many great pits in the Far South Emperor and the Cold Moon Demon God that have not been filled in, but the full-time magician himself is more like Movan, there are so many characters in the full-time magician world, so many stories, so many evolutions, the world itself is a complete reality in my heart, without disappearing due to the end of Movan, there will also be many events not necessarily coming to an end by Movan. Just as the Saharan Emperor will sand the entire continent after seventy years, Europe faces a more terrible crisis than the sea demons. The sand dunes will stand in the flourishing city tower... By then it will certainly not be ended by the gray-haired Lord Movan, but by a certain strength in the next century, and it is also unknown whether 70 years later magical civilization will be transformed by the controversy of Movan, a holy city...

This story is infinite. It can never be finished. I understand that you want me to write it all the time, but there is no banquet. Movan's story is almost finished.

In the next few days, I'll update something, write about the end of the battle in Al-Quds, write about Movan's little life, and write about everyone else's little life.

Just to let you know, the full-time magician is coming to an end.

Thank you for your company.

You don't know who the author is yet.

I am the author of this book.

Call me uncle when you're happy.

People call me fat when they're at peace.

When everyone is grumpy, it's some kind of dog thief, this B author, this mess...

When I was in junior high, I used to lie on my desk with boredom, looking out the window at the flagpole, looking at the mountain forest not far away, looking at the sky fantasizing about a world where learning magic was not science.

When I grew up, I wrote it down, which was my initial inspiration for a full-time magician.

Again, thank you for spending four and a half years in the shadows of light swimming with me through this daydream.

It's now finished, suddenly I refuse, suddenly I feel...

It seems like a lot of people and images are still in my mind, like real people, like I've been through...