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Back to the tent, Hyde continued to explain the magic of space, but found Dilling absent-minded.

"How many elements of fire and water must be required to cause the largest distortion of a square meter of space?" Hyde asked indignantly.

Dilling calculated desperately, but no matter how he thought, his head and his eyes were dangling from Heidein's face, all the knowledge had been eaten behind closed doors, how could he not break in.

Heiden's complexion gradually sank. "What are you thinking?"

Of course you cannot answer truthfully. Dilling bowed his head. "Homesick."

Hyde raised an eyebrow. He grew up in Saint-Pades from a young age, and never had the concept of home. The partners around him were also, so "homesickness" is an extremely strange word for him.

"You just came home before," he said.

"Um." Dilling couldn't go on, because he really started to feel homesick.

Hyde thought and thought, "It's time for a holiday."

Each college has a regular family holiday every year. Dilling figured it out, and it was almost over a month away.

"If things go well here, you can go home early," Hyde said.

"Can I invite the mentor to come back with me?" Dilling looked at him expectantly.

Hyde frowned, "Why?"

"... The Royal Palace will almost have a new batch of coffee tribute."

"You brought it back to school."

"..." So, was this rejected? Dilling was down.

As Hyde watched Dilling gradually reveal his beautiful face, he was shocked that the young man who was steady at the first sight did not know when he gradually withdrew his atrium in front of himself, no longer alert and reserved, and often revealed his age. Matching emotions.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Dilling couldn't help looking up, and happened to face his exploration-like gaze, his face flushed.

Heidein said: "You have liked blushing lately?"

recent?

Dilling thought back. Indeed, long ago, he often blushed because of Hyde's words or expressions. But at that time, he never thought about it, so he didn't realize that he had unknowingly changed about Hyde. mood.

"It's too hot." He jumped for one reason.

Hyde said: "What other excuses can you say together. After finishing talking and going to sleep, continue to study tomorrow."

Dilling heard the impatience in his voice, all the reveries left in his mind suddenly disappeared. The enemy is currently under pressure as Hyde is the master of space magic. But he is still thinking about some of these now! He felt guilty and hurriedly cheered up: "No, I can do it now."

Hyde glanced at him, and those green eyes really recovered his earnestness and firmness in the afternoon, and then nodded with satisfaction. "It is not impossible to consider going to Sharmanlier."

"..." Dilling stunned in his heart and almost gave up!

time does not wait. Just as they were preparing for setting up space magic, the dust storm was close to a mile and a half. Pamela's roar became more frequent and hoarse, and the three camps in the east, middle, and west were shrouded in intense tension. Fortunately, Chai Fuang finally arrived with the volunteers of St. Paders College, and the new strength finally loosened the tight strings of the barracks.

Hyde simply threw Dilling to Chai Fuang, and asked him to take his students and other magicians to simulate and blend in space magic. He worked with Melina, Brandry, and others to study the magic circle. Once the theoretical feasibility develops into reality, it becomes difficult.

Saint-Pads School of Magic and the Guild of Guilds mobilized all continent resources before collecting the resources of the two copies of the Magic Array. Some of them were still used as substitutes.

On the seventh day, the sandstorm was only six miles from the front.

Melina stood on the unfinished magic circle, took out her hair, combed her knotted hair, and shook her head, "This won't work."

In fact, everyone has realized that it is not feasible to set up a space magic that can block the sandstorm. But no one wants to say it first, because once you say it, it means giving up. This is already the best way.

Brandry turned to look at Hydein, and seemed to be hoping that he would say something amazing again.

Due to the limitations of human and material resources in reality, Hyde is a genius magician whose theory far exceeds practice. No one in Saint-Pades would like to practice with him, either as a helper or an opponent. So he was very calm about this failure, just like the experiment failed.

"Well, think of another way." He was already content to be able to make a copy of the magic circle with his own hands.

Brandry asked, "What's the way?" If this time the Magic Guild and Saint-Pades joined forces and tried their best to keep Big Bay out, then it is conceivable that the magician's status and reputation in Dreamland will inevitably It has declined, and the Illuminati and Knights Guild will certainly take the opportunity to expand.

This is definitely not what he likes.

"Have you found Ningya?" Hyde suddenly asked an unrelated question.

But at this time, Brandry, no matter how obtrusive the problem was, immediately sent someone to ask. Since Hyde was still obsessed with this problem at this time, it shows that the problem is definitely not so simple.

The question was quickly answered, and it was Pamela himself.

In just ten days, she seemed to be more than a dozen years old, her skin was completely cracked, and her lips were dry. If she were n’t talking, she would almost spit on the stars. Gu walking corpses.

"What are you looking for Prince Ningya?" The thought in her head was consistent with Brandry. At this time, no one will think about trivial matters for no reason.

Heide Yinsongkou, "Ask him something."

"What's the matter?" Pamela pressed hard.

Hyde raised her eyebrows and raised her arms over her.

Pamela took a deep breath. "You come to my tent in a while."

Brandry's eyes flashed. It seems that there is indeed a secret in this Ning Ya Prince, otherwise Pamela's attitude before and after will not be so much worse. He looked at Hydein and seemed to be weighing the possibility of finding wind out of him.

Feeling his attention, Hyde smiled slightly.

"..." Brandry thought, let's start with Pamela.

Pamela waited in the tent for more than an hour before Heidein and Dilling walked slowly.

When Pamela waited for them to step into the tent, they slammed on the table with a slamming look, as if they were going to swallow them.

Heiden and Dilling both looked as usual.

Pamela was indifferent to seeing them indifferent, "Why did you come so late? Do you know how much time you wasted?"

"do not know."

"Don't I let you come in a little while?" The anger bloomed completely from that waxy yellow skin.

Hyde shrugged. "Obviously there was a gap in understanding between you and me for a while."

"You ..." Knowing he was entertaining himself, Pamela couldn't find anything wrong. The word was indeed too vague for a while, she was a little calm, knowing that she was just continuing to waste time, and replied: "Why do you want to find Prince Ning Ya?"

Dilling now knew that Hydein had come to her for this problem.

Heidein said, "Where is he?"

Pamela groaned: "If you don't say why, I won't say."

Hyde looked at her in silence.

Pamela said: "The whereabouts of Prince Ningya is the highest secret of the palace."

Dilling froze. Is Ningya's secret mission important and dangerous? In this way, it is indeed inconvenient for me to follow through. He looked at Heidein, hesitating how to persuade him to dismiss the idea, but he heard him slowly said: "It turned out he was in Dabei City."

Pamela's blood-red face suddenly turned white, ruthlessly: "Don't be smart."

"If it's not in Dabei City, the top secret of such a royal palace will not let you know." Hyde said leisurely.

Pamela then knew that she had inadvertently revealed clues, and glared at the moment.

"Perhaps, he is the only one who can lift Ranzan's catastrophe." Hyde left a meaningful sentence and turned to pull Dilling out.

Looking at his grasped arm, Dilling's mind was mixed. It seems that when he didn't know it, Hyde would pull himself up habitually. Is it because he is afraid of getting lost? Or ... anything else?

Dilling's expression was still calm, but his mind was wild and he didn't know where to think.

As soon as Hyde came out of the tent, he waited for Dilling to ask himself about Ning Ya, but after waiting for a long time, he found that the other person looked at his arm with a blank expression, completely absent-minded, and immediately said: "You are What do you think? "

"Think about ... Ning Ya." Dilling became more powerful on the spot.

"What came up?"

Dilling then retracted his thoughts, "Ning Ya really can lift the crisis?" If Ning Ya can, why did he ask for help in the first place, and watched Ranzan to the point where he is today? ? But Heidein's words are rarely mistaken ...

"I'm just guessing," Hyde said. "He has a divine curse."

"I remember." Dilling remembered the night he stole into the library. "Is that curse bad?"

"What do you say?" Hyde asked back.

Dilling said: "Can you untie it?"

Hyde thought for a moment, "I don't know. Maybe it will take a lot of time, or maybe it won't be useful."

Dilling was really surprised. In his opinion, Hydein's magical strength can already rank in the top three of the entire continent, and the god-level curse is not even sure of him, so to what extent should the man who spells the spell be strong?

Hyde said: "Do you know the source of the power of the Illuminati?"

Dilling blurted out, "Oh, the **** of light." There are also many worshippers in Shamanriel. Even the emperor of Shamanlir is the godson in the name of the gods, so his teachings on the gods are still Slightly understand.

Hyde should not smile deeply.

Dilling suddenly responded, stunned.

If that's the case, then what's hidden behind this sandstorm ...

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