Magic Apprentice

The blood-red flame was spinning and licking the ball directly above that emitted a scorching bright white light.

Tiny whirlpools were playing on the surface of the ball, and there was a faint golden light in the whirlpools.

But this golden light has become weaker and weaker, almost merging with the surrounding bright white light into one.

"Miss Xilea, what kind of weapon do you want to have? I'm going to add condensed materials immediately." Enleco said.

As he spoke, he looked contentedly at the slowly turning flame below.

Gather nine hellfire devices together, and use a simple magic circle to gather the flames from them into a small bunch.

Although it is still impossible to completely melt these metals like a magic furnace.

However, to further uniformly mix and improve the purity of the scorching hot metal poured out of the furnace into liquid, and to remove the impurities that originally infiltrated into the metal, for this small device, it is enough. .

The only thing that makes Enleco regret is that there are a lot of materials wasted by him.

After several hours of purification and removal of impurities from the furnace of molten metal just now, there is only such a small lump in front of you.

But it is enough to make a weapon.

"Hurry up, Xilea, express your thoughts quickly." The elder said hurriedly. As an expert, he certainly knows very well that the metal liquid will reach the most uniform state in a short time. The best time to add special materials that condense magic.

The little dancing girl hesitated and walked in front of the crowd, she gently stroked the two newly carved molds.

The shape of the mold was exactly what she wanted the machete to look like.

Although the appearance has been determined, she is still hesitant to choose what kind of inner substance.

For a magic weapon, its magic attribute is undoubtedly the soul of the weapon.

A magic weapon cannot have a soul in addition to its body.

But what kind of soul to choose, what kind of quality to make the weapon have, gave the little dancer a headache.

Only now did she know how her relatives felt when her mother brought her into this world.

These two weapons specially made for her are like her children, and she wants to choose their future for her children.

Xilea's heart is full of anxiety and expectation, but more of it is hesitation and worry.

What if the forged weapon does not meet her wishes.

Even parents cannot guarantee whether their children will be obedient. Xilea has a deep understanding of this, because there is no more apt example than her own.

What if the forged weapon is as unruly as him?

"Hileia, hurry up, the best time is coming soon, don't you always hope to have your own perfect and boring weapon?" the elder urged.

Unexpectedly, this added to the hesitation and doubts in the little dancer's heart.

"How do I decide! I really want to have a weapon that is as agile and fast as Night Soul. After all, my martial arts skills are very similar to the head, but I really want to have the powerful instant attack power like Xingshuo. How do I decide!" The little dancing girl exclaimed.

"There is a way to solve it. Isn't there two weapons? Can't one be made to have the characteristics of agility and swiftness, and the other to be powerful?" Enleco said easily.

"Well, you are tall. Although these two weapons look very powerful, your martial skills are completely restricted. As long as you are a master with a little vision, you can easily restrain your martial skills. It would be more appropriate to use only one scimitar, at least using only one scimitar will not cause flaws due to the dispersion of power." The little dancer yelled angrily, but she was obviously venting her depressed mood .

Enleco didn't quite understand what the little dancing girl said. Although he was good at martial arts, he had never received systematic martial arts training.

The basic part of his ability was taught to him by Kate in his free time during the days when the test was started, and the specific application was only really mastered after Joe's training.

Milinda taught Enleco some advanced things about martial arts, but that was just some experience and practice methods.

Therefore, Enleco knows nothing about advanced and systematic martial arts, and his skills are completely focused on use.

For things he doesn't understand, Enleco never pretends to know.

He shook his head in embarrassment, and took a step back.

"Xileia—" the elder said with a protracted tone: "You still want to ask Mr. Enleco to build weapons for you. Is your attitude too unreasonable?"

Hearing what grandpa said, the little dancer pursed her mouth and stepped aside. She didn't know that she was wrong, but she was worried about what would happen if Enleco didn't make weapons for her.

"I can try to see if I can cast these two magical attributes into the weapon together." Enleco frowned and thought for a while.

Mixing several magic attributes together to create new magic items is nothing new to him.

The holy water of Bertina is the product of the combination of water magic and sacred magic.

It was originally his specialty to use various magic circles together.

The holy water preparation device back then was the best proof.

Enleco pondered for a while, although it is not very clear how to infiltrate two kinds of magic with different attributes into the metal, and make the two kinds of magic live in peace, but it should be possible to do this with the skills he has mastered.

What's more, the magic power condensed in magic weapons is very rare. They can only slightly increase the user's strength. Ordinary people who hold a magic weapon will not become strong because of this weapon. Let the real masters, when their own strength reaches the limit, use these magic weapons to increase their strength a little bit.

Although there is only a small gap, for a top expert whose strength has reached the peak and is already struggling to make progress, a suitable magic weapon is the key to victory. .

Since the requirements are not very high, this also reduces the difficulty a lot.

The magicians were extremely surprised by Enleco's nonsense, but none of them had any doubts about it.

After all, Enleco's strength left all of them speechless.

That miraculous little bead that continuously emitted scorching and pure magic flames was enough to shock them.

What's more, apart from that elder, there is no second person who can make these small beads emit flames.

Apparently the mental power used to control these miraculous flaming magic items had to be at least as strong as an elder's.

Based on this alone, Enleco's own strength has already amazed everyone.

Plus, the reputation he already had.

The "Holy Water Preparation Device" that caused a sensation in the entire Kaoqi Kingdom and changed everything was created by the young man in front of him.

Most of these magicians used to dress up as ordinary merchants and went to the memorial hall of Chengdaweier to watch the magical device.

In their minds, the device that leaks everywhere is undoubtedly a great artifact.

There is no doubt that any words spoken by a magician who can create such an incomparable artifact are absolutely conceivable.

"Mr. Enleco, just do as you said, I think this is also Xileia's wish." A magician said with respect, he doesn't care about the little girl's mind now, even if he makes it It doesn't matter if the weapon that comes out doesn't suit that little girl's wishes. For him, as long as he can see with his own eyes how to seal two kinds of magic with different attributes into the same weapon, that's enough.

This is not the idea of ​​the magician alone, all the magicians including the grandfather think so.

The little dancing girl had undoubtedly been abandoned by them long ago.

Enleco nodded when he saw that all the magicians agreed, but the little dancer didn't object. He stood there thinking for a while, and then started to move his hands.

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As the blue powder slowly infiltrated into the whirling bright white ball, as a layer of faint blue luster gradually appeared in the scorching white light, Enleco knew the condensation method used to condense the magic power of the water system. The material has been evenly mixed into the metal.

The second material cannot be mixed in so easily, otherwise, the material infiltrated into the metal will undoubtedly become an impurity for the alloy that has already been formed.

These materials can only penetrate thinly into the metal on the surface of the weapon.

Let the metal slowly flow into the two molds placed on the huge and heavy iron platform in the center.

The molten metal quickly filled the mold to the brim.

Enleco ignored the metal block that was slowly cooling, and he poured the remaining material into a small ball of metal liquid that was still suspended in the air.

The mass of molten metal immediately showed a bright golden color.

The two scimitar-shaped metal strips in the mold are slowly cooling down.

On its surface, there are countless wrinkles raised by bumps.

Although the two scimitars may be smooth and bright after they are completed, they are wrinkled and wrinkled at this moment, like land that has not been leveled at all.

The magicians standing around are all experts in making weapons, so they naturally know how to deal with these two pieces of scorching metal.

One of the magicians clamped the iron block with huge iron tongs.

In the basement next to the door, there is a huge square anvil.

Completely different from ordinary anvils, there is a huge hammer floating above its ground.

The magician put the metal block on the anvil, and the giant hammer began to hit it one by one.

Because the magic circle has already been set up around, the sound is not that loud.

Otherwise, everyone's ears would be deafened in this airtight basement.

Those magicians have long been used to these tasks, and I saw them skillfully manipulating the huge hammer head up and down.

The metal blocks made a rhythmic knocking sound, followed by sparks.

The little dancer had already squeezed in front of those magicians, and she had a lot of experience in doing this kind of work, not to mention that the best way to make the scimitar reach the hardness and toughness she needed was to grasp everything in their own hands.

Enleco, who was relieved, focused on the piece of material placed on the wooden table next to him.

In fact, Enleco himself did not expect that he could find the materials he needed in this place.

But the appearance of that piece of material puzzled him.

It was the most complete piece he had ever seen.

Although the amount of materials stored in Vedsk is much larger than this one, they are all scattered, and they are obviously pieced together after being dug out everywhere.

But this one is square and square, with the signature of the Magic Empire engraved on the front.

If there is no mistake, this material has been preserved to this day after at least more than 500 years.

Enleco is absolutely certain that this is not goods from the Kingdom of Ledin.

Gently stroked the surface like black jade.

Most people would regard this piece of black jade as ordinary black jade, but in fact it is the crystallization of the ancient magic empire.

Although Enleco didn't know what the ancient magic empire used it for, he clearly knew that this magical material could gather the huge power of the stars on its surface.

"Do you have any questions, Your Excellency?" The elder walked over slowly.

Enleco woke up from his contemplation, he turned his head and looked at the elder and said: "I'm just very surprised, this thing is unlikely to come from the Kingdom of Ledin, if my guess is correct, it is ancient One of the greatest masterpieces of the Magic Empire, where did you get this thing?"

The old man looked at the black jade-like thing.

Although he himself didn't know what it was, but this thing had a unique meaning to Shadow Pirates and them.

"It really didn't come from the Landing Kingdom. It was passed down by the ancestors of the Shadow Pirates until today." The old man said slowly, his tone was low and long, as if he was telling a long-standing legend. .

"Oh." Enleco nodded: "But this thing is a product of the Magic Empire."

The old man was not surprised at what Enleco said. After pondering for a while, he said in a low and gentle tone: "Indeed, Mr. Enleco, you may not know that our team hiding in the desert The thieves group among them was originally one of the descendants of the magic empire."

Enleco was taken aback by the old man's words, but he immediately remembered what Drakes had told him when he faced the magic emperor who had abandoned his body and gained eternal life in the cave.

It can be said that the ancient magic empire has not completely perished, because there are still two descendants left in the end. The Weihuang's corps that entered the desert in sorrow and took this place as their final destination is undoubtedly the ancestor of the Shadow Pirates.

No wonder this band of thieves has a large number of magicians.

This is completely understandable, how could the descendants of the magic empire not know magic?

It's just that with the passage of time, for this relatively isolated group, the original splendid magic civilization has gradually been lost.

"I want to use this material to make something, can I?" Enleco asked.

"Please go ahead, it's in our hands anyway, and it's of no use." The old man nodded and said slowly.

With the promise of the elder, Enleco immediately sat in front of the table.

On the table were carved tools and small cauldrons, and some other minerals and metals.

In addition, there is a brand new bronze lampstand in the center, and a hellfire device is placed on the top of the lampstand.

Suspend minerals and metals in the air and fix them in position directly above the lampstand.

Hellfire spat out blood-red flames to wrap those materials and gradually melt them.

After finishing all the arrangements, Enleco picked up the carving knife.

He recalled the experience of making an astrolabe for the first time in his memory.

With the first experience, Enleco at least knows that the astrolabe has great shortcomings, and it is too troublesome to use.

Now Enleco feels more and more helpless as a magician.

Although magic is magical and powerful, it takes too much time to cast magic.

And the more powerful the spell, the more time it takes.

Therefore, when it comes to a really critical moment, a magician is really a very fragile person.

Enleko pondered that although he can exert quite powerful power through the magic circle, as long as he gives himself time, he does have the confidence to compete with any super magician (of course his teacher, Her Royal Highness Princess Kris, is not the case, Enleco is not yet confident enough to think that he can resist that crazy witch).

However, the two sneak attacks by Drace made Enleco know at least one thing. He had no way to deal with the sudden crisis.

Although he could release magic without spells, those lightning bolts were nothing to a super magician like Dracus.

Enleco suddenly realized that despite his superb strength, Drakes seldom used powerful magic, and the curse he was best at for surprise attacks could also be regarded as a kind of magic without spells.

As for Trod, he has obviously already found out a way to deal with this extremely fatal weakness for magicians.

All the evil spirits and strange creatures he raised can be released at will without chanting spells.Therefore, he can be regarded as the magician who is least worried about being attacked suddenly by others.

As for the teacher Chrissy, she split her own mental power into different parts, and used that sharp whistling sound to quickly finish the spell, which is also a way to make up for the natural weakness of the magician.

But Enleco has no intention of splitting his mental power into several pieces, nor does he intend to make his voice sharp and harsh.

All he can do is store the magic in the magic circle in advance.

In addition to the lightning magic that is usually used to deal with those little gangsters, there must be at least one ability that can be used to save life.

Escaping with teleportation magic is undoubtedly the best choice.

Enleco never forgot the scene when he first saw the powerful power of magic in the forest.

The earth-shattering duel between the crazy and terrifying teacher Chris and the old wolf, one of the twelve heroes who wiped out the ancient magic empire, in the magic forest.

With the strength of the old wolf, there is no way to deal with Teacher Chris who is constantly moving in the air.

Although using the astrolabe is not the same as when Mrs. Chris uses "Tel Potter", she can also cast magic to attack.

But for Enleco, who is not as aggressive, as long as he can escape from the crisis, it is completely enough.

Because of this, Enleco fell into deep thought.

The carving knife he held high still could not be lowered.

Without Moster's guidance, Enleco was really guilty. He didn't know if he could get what he needed.

Since being unable to contact Most, Enleco has been lacking in confidence.

Whether it's him or the other she, she has become more and more dependent on that monster with a bad personality.

Enleco himself had to admit that without Most, he seemed to have lost his sanity and self-confidence all at once.

The strength and wisdom in the past are just a reflection of the power of Most. Although he did learn a lot when following the steps taught by Most, the real wisdom still belongs to Most. .

This recognition made Enleco feel even more inferior.

This kind of inferiority made it difficult for Enleco to drop the carving knife in his hand.

The carving knife was finally put down.

It's letting go, not falling.

The black jade-like thing was placed on the table again.

Enleco got off his chair and stood up.

He finally decided to give up.

The rhythmic knocking sound still came from the basement.

The little dancing girl was still chattering non-stop, and the faces of the magicians were obviously a little impatient.

Enleco walked slowly to the anvil, looked at the joyful little dancer, and looked at her wide-open excited eyes.

There was a wild look in the eyes. .

And the eyes of those magicians also had the same fanatical gaze, but what they cared most about was obviously not the two scimitars.

The hammer hit the two scimitars heavily one after another.

With the radiating sparks, the surface of the scimitar became brighter and smoother, and now it can clearly reflect the figure.

When the two scimitars were clamped by huge iron clamps and removed from the anvil, the general shape of the scimitars had already been revealed.

That crescent-like arc has a very thin cutting edge.

The sword technique practiced by the little dancing girl is weird and erratic, so the scimitar is made extremely light and flexible.

The little dancing girl took a glove from a magician next to her and put it on her own hand, then picked up the machete.

The scimitar was still a little hot, but through the thick gloves, the little girl obviously didn't feel the heat at all.

Just like before, the little dancer danced casually.

What makes Enleco feel strange is that now it seems that the light and elegant martial arts of the little dancing girl is full of a strange beauty, and it is far from the weird and monster-like look in front of the wine counter just now.

"Huh, not bad, not bad, it's quite suitable, it suits my heart, this knife is better than that monster knife, it doesn't have that kind of monster feeling, and even my moves become monster-like monsters. But the front end is a bit too heavy, it would be great if it could be lighter." The little dancer nodded repeatedly.

"There is no way, who told you to make the knife into such a radian, the front will naturally be heavy, and it can't be changed now, unless you are willing to throw the knife into the furnace and melt it, and make it again." A magician shook his head and said.

Hearing that the scimitar was going to be melted and recast, the little dancing girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then finally shook her head and said, "Forget it, I'm just talking. There's nothing wrong with that."

"Mr. Enleco, what should we do next?" The magicians approached, and one of them asked.

Enleco ordered them to hold the two scimitars flat.

He himself flicked lightly with his hand, causing the droplet of liquid suspended at the top of the flame to slowly float to the middle of the two scimitars.

Suddenly, the liquid beads separated from the middle and turned into two liquid beads, one on the left and one on the right.

The two drops of liquid separated to the two sides, and lightly touched the tip of the knife.

The metal liquid quickly spread evenly along the blade, like a thin layer of gold leaf tightly attached to the blade.

A layer of golden streamer immediately appeared on the original blue Yingying blade.

Although Enleco hadn't input magic power into this weapon yet, at that moment, Enleco knew that at least so far, the work of building had not failed.

That faint layer of floating light is so familiar, he once looked on the legendary divine bow left by the ancestors of Haigeello, and on the divine sword used by the founding hero of the Kaoqi Kingdom. Having been to the same scene, magic weapons must have been made in the same way in ancient times.

Except for Enleco, others were equally amazed by the constantly flowing and changing magical brilliance.

Especially that little dancing girl, she couldn't wait to grab those two scimitars.

"It's all right now, my work is basically over. Next, I will trouble everyone to carve the magic patterns and charms into the blade and the handle. Anyway, I have already drawn the blueprints for you. You can complete it as long as you follow the book. The making of this scimitar, as for when to sharpen the blade and how to make the handle, this is not something I am familiar with." Enleco said, he felt quite tired and very hungry at the same time.

"If you have nothing to do, I'm leaving." Enleco didn't get a reply from everyone, so he turned around and planned to leave.

"Mr. Enleco, is the outer layer of metal absolutely indestructible?" An old man asked.

"No, otherwise how to open the blade, but you don't have to worry about the damage, just wait until the blade is cut and the magic pattern is carved, then put the two scimitars into the flames and burn them. The layer of metal will naturally be evened out again." Enleco said and walked towards the stairs leading to the outside.

Behind him came the sound of jingling jingling again.

Walking out of the tent, it was already late at night outside without realizing it.

However, the camp was still very lively, with countless figures jumping around, and every tent was filled with noisy noises.

For this place, Enleco only knows one tent.

Walking towards the "wine", you can see many people standing at the door from a distance. It seems that it is not easy to go in.

But Enleko's stomach prevented him from being lazy.

Without the help of the little dancing girl to clear the way, it was quite difficult to squeeze in the wine.

Enleco took a lot of effort to come to the front of the counter.

But this time, the counter was full of people, and they were obviously unwilling to give him a place to sit.

Enleco was even a little worried whether the bald bartender had forgotten him.

"Do you want to continue to eat the original food? Or do you want to have a new one?" The bartender said, obviously he has not forgotten Enleco, after all, people with an identity like Enleco are more likely to be caught. people remember.

"Is that still there?" Enleco knew a little humor.

"Unfortunately, not here." The bartender replied.

"Then give me another one that is exactly the same." Enleco said.

This time the bald head served food very quickly, but thinking about it, it was already so late that there was no one else eating except him.

Without a seat, Enleco could only stand there straight.

Fortunately, in addition to the two saucers, there was a rather large wooden plate.

Enleco held the wooden plate with his hands. Although the wooden plate was a bit greasy and the bottom was sticky, it was uncomfortable. Although it was really inconvenient to hold the wooden plate with one hand and eat with the other hand, although the people next to him crowded in Squeezing away, Enleco dangled uncomfortably like on a boat in a storm.

But with an empty stomach, Enleco no longer pays attention to anything.

To his slight relief, the food tasted quite good. .

Although it was a bit cold, the taste was very pure and strong. In Enleco's opinion, the cook's skill was not much worse than that of the chefs in those big restaurants in Vedsk.

Although there is nothing to be picky about the food, Enleco is not very interested in that glass of wine.

He regretted that he shouldn't have said exactly the same just now, at least he should have removed that glass of wine.

Returning the plate to the bald bartender, Enleco held the wine glass in his hand, and he had already made up his mind to find a chance to pour all the wine when no one saw it.

"Sir, on whose head are you going to put the account?" asked the bald bartender.

"Billkeeping?" Enleco asked in bewilderment; "Do I have to pay for eating here?"

His words were exchanged for a burst of laughter around him.

"Are you kidding, you can eat casually without paying, how can there be such a good thing in the world?" A person next to him said with a smile.

"Could it be that Miss Xilea also needs to pay for what she eats?" Enleco asked.

"You're right." The bald bartender said with a smile while propping his elbows on the counter.

"Where did she get the money? Could it be counted in her grandfather's account?" Enleco asked.

"The elder and the head are the only special characters here. They don't need to spend money. As for Xilea, she earns quite a lot from dancing here." The bartender said with a smile.

"Dancing? Then Xilea still dances for her own livelihood, so why does she say she dances purely for her own interest? And didn't she say that she didn't get a penny from you?" Enleco asked in bewilderment.

"Of course it's for the sake of interest. There's nothing wrong with that. Xilea doesn't have to worry about not being able to support herself. As you said, she can blame her grandpa. In our case, minors are managed by them." And Xilea herself is a soldier, and the soldier's expenses are usually paid by the regiment. She came to us purely for fun. In fact, except for Xilea, all the women dancing here are for fun , money is not the main issue. And I did not give them a penny, but people who drink and eat here have to pay for their dancing, I did not give them money, they always come by themselves Take it, how much you take depends on your own conscience, but that little girl has a bad conscience, and her skin is thick as hell, I wish she would not come to dance with me." The bald bartender explained with a smile, obviously he said It was completely different from what he had in mind.

"It's really hard for me to imagine. By the way, you just said that Xilea is a warrior. Aren't you warriors?" Enleco asked. In his impression, everyone in the bandit group should be a warrior.

The bald bartender looked at Enleco, then stood up from the front of the counter, pinched his abdomen with his hands, revealing a circle of soft fat.

"Do you think someone like me is a fighter?" The bartender pointed to a short, skinny guy sitting in front of the counter: "Does this guy look like a fighter again?"

Enleco looked at the two of them, and the doubts in his heart became more intense.

"Not everyone here is a warrior. The Shadow Pirates are different from other thieves in the desert. We don't focus on robbery. Whether it's delivering goods to merchants or running various businesses by ourselves, we can get more rewards." We don’t need a lot of fighters, but our fighters are definitely the strongest. In addition, we have magicians, so Shadow Pirates can let most people operate other industries. Some of us are businessmen, some of us People are appraisal experts, and some are craftsmen. And I am a bartender, the most worthless person here." The bartender said with a smile.

"You bald head, you are the richest person here, and you are fat and oily. If you let me manage this wine, I would like to taste what it's like to be a bartender." One immediately yelled.

As soon as the topic started, several people stood up again. The bald bartender didn't give in, as if trying to defend his position, but Enleco knew very well that this was just a joke.

While everyone was in a mess, Enleco quietly poured the wine away.

He turned and got out of the crowd.

Standing at the door, looking at the clear starry sky, Enleko didn't know what it was like.

This is a completely different world, and it can even be said to be a perfect world.

Where Enleco looked, there were joyful smiles everywhere, and even the dancing girls had endless smiles on their faces.

Although these dancers were heavily made up, Enleco suddenly felt that there was no vulgarity in them, everything was so natural, without the slightest affectation.

They are not pleasing others, they are pleasing themselves.

The camp under the night has a different kind of tranquility.

Although there were bursts of noisy noise everywhere, Enleco felt a kind of human peace from the enthusiasm and noise.

Whether it's the long man with a scar hanging from the corner of his mouth, or the short fat man with a fat head like a big meat worm, everyone here is in a peaceful mood.

Everything here reminds Enleco of his hometown Sevina.

But even in his hometown, although life is equally peaceful, it does not have the serene atmosphere here.

Those rich people in their hometown will still show a more or less domineering appearance.

But there is absolutely no such person to be seen here.

According to her status, that little dancer was undoubtedly the little princess here, but she didn't feel spoiled or superior.

Apart from being fond of hands and feet, this little girl is much more amiable than Her Royal Highness, and of course she can't be compared with that special Royal Highness Princess of the Kingdom of Leiding.

Walking out of the tent, Enleco strolled around the camp. The camp at night was another scene. Tents were set up on the surrounding grass, and each tent could accommodate at most two or three people.

Enleco was full of curiosity. He wondered about one thing. Could it be that people here have no concept of home? A temporary tent set up at night for sleeping is definitely not a home in his opinion. .

So where are their belongings, their personal belongings?

Is this just a temporary camp?

Enleko raised his head and looked at the moonlit and starry night sky.

He suddenly thought of where he slept tonight?

Could it be that he slept in the grass next to the camp?

Enleco wandered around, trying to find a cleaner space.

"How are you doing today?" A voice suddenly came from the darkness.

Enleco followed the sound and watched carefully, but he could only vaguely see a figure sitting there with his back against a sand poplar tree.

When he got a little closer, under the faint moonlight, he recognized the identity of the speaker from the brush-like mustache.

Seeing that the figure was actually Golslow, Enleco's first reaction was to turn around and walk away.

After all, for him, Golslow is an extremely dangerous figure no different from Haigeello.

However, it's not very polite to do so. After hesitating for a while, Enleco finally decided to talk to the leader of the Shadow Pirates, and then politely said goodbye and left.

"Mr. Golslow, thanks to your hospitality..."

Before Enleco finished the polite words, he was interrupted by Golslow.

"There is no one else now. I think we don't need to be so tired talking between us. I want to ask you a few questions. Of course, it's your own choice to answer or not." Goerslow said lightly.

"I will do my best to meet your wishes." Although Golslow had already said that there was no need to be polite, Enleco still kept a certain distance from the leader of the shadow pirates in his own way according to his own habits.

"I would like to know what kind of relationship you have with Miss Feeney? Although there are many rumors about you, I hope you can give me a correct answer." Goldslow said bluntly.

Enleco frowned. This was the most troublesome question for him, and it was also the most difficult to answer.

"Fenasia and I are classmates, at least we have studied under the same teacher." Enleco said cautiously.

Golslow obviously misunderstood a little, thinking that Enleco was afraid to speak out about his relationship with Miss Fenny, so that he would be against him.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who has no stomach?" Golslow said disapprovingly.

"No, what I said is indeed the truth. Finasia and I are not a close couple as everyone said. The reason why Finasia ran away from Haigeello was not because of me. You must be aware of the real reason, the real reason, you are obviously an insider about the things that happened in the Haigeello family." Enleco cleverly threw the difficult problem to the ancient curse, anyway, this No one can explain such a mysterious thing clearly.

Enleco's reason is not unbelievable to Golslow.

Golslow knew all about the curse that had been placed on Hagrid's family.

This is not because he and Haigeello used to be close friends who talked about everything, but because he has the blood of the ancient magic empire in his blood.

It can be said that he and Haigeello have known each other a long time ago, and they are both old enemies and old friends.

"Could it be that there is no emotion at all between you and Miss Fenny?" Goldslow asked.

Enleco really felt ridiculous, he even almost laughed out, in order to balance his mood, so as not to show his feet, Enleco can remind himself of some not-so-funny memories, of course Her Royal Highness and her crazy aunt The persecution of himself was so painful that it was almost unbearable to recall, Enleco hurriedly skipped these memories one by one.

He thought of that Miss Monisa, and that warm and sad scene, and Enleco's expression became heavy.

"Fenasiya always treats me as a little brother, and she has been taking care of me." Enleco was talking about Fenasiya, but he was thinking of Miss Monisha in his heart. From Ms. Monisa's eyes, I can feel the gentle and kind eyes of a sister looking at her brother.

When Enleco said these words, Golslow kept staring at Enleco closely.

The change in Enleko's expression made Golslow puzzled.

From a smiling expression to pain and sadness to a touch of melancholy, this series of changes in expression made it difficult for Golslow to guess the true relationship between Enleco and Miss Fenny.

But what is certain is that there is no falsehood or cover-up in these remarks.

Of course, Golslow does not think that two people who feel like sisters and younger brothers will never have a relationship between them, just like him and Xilea, although he has always regarded Xilea as his younger sister , but he was not unaware of Xilea's deep feelings for him.

It is very likely that the same is true for the young man in front of him, maybe because he is too young, so he is not aware of his admiration for Miss Fini, or Miss Fini has a more sincere emotion for him.

For Enleco, Golslow once spent a lot of energy to understand him.

Judging from the collected information and his secret investigation, apart from his extraordinary strength and wisdom beyond his age, this young man is useless.

His character is cowardly, and not as sympathetic as his other two companions.

When it comes to quality, it is also lacking.

It was difficult for Goldslow to imagine how such a young man could attract such an angelic figure as Miss Feeney.

If Miss Fenny fell in love with this boy just because of his superb strength, it would be a great insult to Miss Fenny.

Miss Feeney was a noble and sympathetic figure, as was evident from her willingness to enter Kashina, the most dangerous place, in order to save her embassy companions from danger.

As for the young man in front of him, although he had shown up in several cities, he obviously had the same idea, but he chose places that were weak and had no threat to him. It's more like showing your ability. .

If he followed what he himself said, it would be understandable.

An angelic girl, in order not to let a young man who is very talented, extremely powerful, and will obviously become more powerful, not get lost in the confidence of power, but with an extremely pure and noble love , to influence him and guide him.

Golslow has even determined that the limited virtues in Enleco's character are the result of the angel's efforts.

"Then, it is rumored that there is some kind of spiritual connection between Miss Feeney and you." Golslow hesitated for a long time in a daze, he really didn't want to say that sentence: "Some people say that you and Miss Feeney are fate. twins, is that so?"

"It can be said to be yes, or it can be said to be no." Enleco gave an ambiguous answer.

"I want to hear an explanation that can be understood." Golslow absolutely refused to let go of this most important thing.

Maybe other things can be ignored, but this matter must be absolutely understood.

"There is indeed a spiritual connection between Fenasia and me. It can even be said that I am her and she is me. Our teacher, Her Royal Highness Princess Kris, used the two of us to conduct a special magic experiment. "Enleco kicked the trouble to Chris. Anyway, it is impossible for Golslow to go deep into the magic forest and ask Teacher Chris for verification.

"For that terrifying spiritual storm of forbidden spell magic?" Goldsrow asked, he was sure about this matter, because when that happened, he had been with the elders and other magicians he could find This matter was discussed.

The final result is obviously no different from what Enleco said now.

This kind of terrible forbidden curse magic that has never been recorded in history must require a very special method to cast it. It is impossible for the two magicians who jointly cast this magic to have no direct spiritual connection.

Although it is not uncommon for magicians to cooperate to cast magic, it is mainly based on a certain magician, and other magicians only provide magic assistance, or make some adjustments and controls.

But the "spiritual storm" is completely different. It is the powerful and incomparable power of two magicians summoning the supreme god with their respective magic powers.

If there is no direct spiritual connection, almost [-]% will fail because the magic cannot be synchronized.

"I'm afraid this kind of connection has limitations." Golslow said. In fact, this is just his own wish. After all, no one would be happy that the person he deeply loves is spiritually intimate with another person. indivisible same person.

"Yes, as long as there is a certain distance between Fenasia and me, we will not be able to contact each other, and this kind of connection will also be blocked by other magic. This is the case in the palace, and it is the same now. The situation." Enleco said, of course, none of these words were true.

But Goldslow didn't look him in the face, so he wasn't caught.

"No wonder, usually Miss Fenny is always far away from you, and you and her rarely appear on the same occasion." Goldslow nodded: "After all, no one would like to let others know what is going on in their minds. .”

"How do you plan to deal with the relationship between you and Miss Fenny?" Goldslow asked.

"I didn't feel that I had any emotional problems with Fenasia that needed to be dealt with. I always regarded her as my sister. It was just a misunderstanding by Haigeello and others." Enleco pretended to be innocent have to explain.

If it was in normal times, with Golslow's shrewdness, he would definitely be able to see that Enleco's words were insincere, but now he has preconceived ideas in his mind, and he is very upset at this moment, so he didn't pay attention at all See the false elements in Enleco's tone and expression.

"I hope so, you can go." Golslow said lightly, his figure once again blending into the darkness.

Enleco didn't even say goodbye, and quietly left the thief leader who was sitting alone with his back against the tree.

He walked to the distant woods.

There was a flat field there, and although it was surprisingly free of grass, at least it wasn't occupied by tents.

Enleco has already chosen where to sleep.

He really needs someone to sleep peacefully now.

Tomorrow could be another extremely difficult day.

Before he completely dispelled the curse, he had to hide in this unexpected haven for a day or two.

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