Super Dimensional Wizard

When I left Barbie’s restaurant, the moon had creeped up into the sky from the horizon.

The starry sky is like a bucket, reflecting on the sea, and the dark sea seems to be covered with a carpet of fireflies, magnificent. A wave of waves surged, breaking the fireflies' ripples, and rippling soft moonlight.

For Angel, what happened today is a bit beyond imagination. It is still not clear whether it is good or bad, but he knows that he should say goodbye to the ordinary past.

Standing at the entrance of the childlike restaurant, Sanders slowly said: "Tonight you will return to the Bauhinia to pack up and salute, and Flora will come to pick you up tomorrow morning."

After Sanders finished speaking, facing Angel nodded, he waved his cane and directed the Falcon Demon General Angel, who had been on standby, back to the deck of the Bauhinia.

Angel stood on the deck, looking at the two people who were gradually flying away from sight. The bright starry sky was the background, and the giant cloud whale was Canaan. Tomorrow, he will also board the wandering vehicle and start a new journey.

The road ahead is long, and the unknown future is always easy to get lost. A confused expression flashed across Angel's face, and he stood on the deck for a while, until he was full of people around him, and then suddenly awakened.

"Hey, what did you do in the building over there?"

"What is it like? Oh, yes, what is your name? Is it from the hurricane tower?"

"Who was the person on the big bird? Do you know them?"

"Why would the weird ballet dancer take you in? Do you know them?"

The innate talents on the Bauhinia, all eagerly gathered around him and asked. Angel looked around, some were envious, some were jealous, some were curious, some were flattering, and some were indifferent.

The noisy voice came into Angel's ears, even if someone in the question was rebellious or someone was slandering, he felt at ease inexplicably.

When he was in Barbie’s restaurant, he always felt like he was walking in the clouds, floating but without support. For an ordinary person, being able to stay calm in the restaurant is already pretty good.

Until this time, he fell from the clouds and returned to the ground.

The noise, noise and immaturity of the innate talents around are telling him that he has returned to the world. This inexplicable contrast made him feel at ease.

Perhaps, this is the mentality that a mortal should have when he is a mortal.

Angel didn't answer other people's questions, but said sorry to everyone, then walked through the crowd in puzzled eyes, step by step, and walked back to his room firmly.

This night, I am destined to be unable to sleep. Whether it's Angel or the others on the Bauhinia.

Angel leaned against the window, her thoughts flowing.

The moon is gentle, full of all eyesight, and the sea is sparkling, reflecting into his clear eyes.

The world is impermanent, where is the moment before, and where is the moment after? The journey of life is always full of unknowns. On the road with anxiety, whether it is wind or rain or the waves are surging ahead, it's just halfway scenery.

Angel suddenly comprehended many things, and even felt in his heart that after experiencing this night, maybe he could study the religion and philosophy of Earth. People's emotions can be controlled by ideal thinking, whether it is religious doctrine or spiritual chicken soup, isn't it the same thing?

Until the moon rise in the middle of the sky, Angel did not slow down.

I will leave Bauhinia tomorrow to embark on a new journey. The cheap mentor gave him one night to organize his luggage and clean up the follow-up. He cannot continue to waste his self-pity here.

Angel moved quickly.

The first thing is naturally to organize your luggage. He doesn't have a lot of luggage. Except for a change of clothes and a few daily necessities, the book he bought in Haiyue City is the heaviest. There are two large wooden boxes.

The books inside are almost all rare paper scrolls, with only a small amount of pulp and paper editions; although the workmanship is not as exquisite as produced by the nobles, they are considered as folk boutiques.

Angel would like to bring all the rare books of the two big boxes, because to him, books represent knowledge. Nothing is as important as knowledge, neither Jon nor Sanders have warned him like this.

But... he can't take two boxes by himself...

Should the instructor help him carry them? The thought of the instructor helping him carry the box, the scene was too hard to look at directly, Angel didn't dare to think too much.

After thinking for a long time, Angel decided to give up carrying these two bookcases.

The books inside, he has already scanned into the holographic flat panel, the reason why it is difficult to discard is because of his love for rare books.

Since he gave up carrying the bookcases, he naturally has to find a suitable owner for them. Discarding books at will is not the style of a book lover.

On the ship, Angel knew only Moro and Ellen siblings. Moro is not a peer relationship, and it is not appropriate to send books to the past. Moreover, according to Moro’s knowledge, the books compiled by these ordinary persons may not Don't look at it.

So, Angel intends to leave these two boxes of books to Alan Siblings.

The hour means it is 11 o'clock in the evening, and Angel doesn't know when to leave tomorrow, so even if Alan Siblings has fallen asleep, Angel plans to go there and take a look.

Perhaps it was a food illusion during the day, which caused extensive injuries to the innate talents on the Bauhinia. When Angel walked through the narrow and narrow corridor, he could clearly hear someone crying in pain and someone crying alone. .

Angel's sorrow in her heart is getting worse as she goes all the way.

He is not the Holy Mother, nor does he sympathize with the injured. There is only one source of his grief, that's all.

Seeing that the same person at the bottom of the wizard world, because he could not control his own destiny, caused such a fate, he only felt sad.

Especially because he knows the truth of the illusion--

It is just a mirage that naturally appears when the gourmet wizard makes food.

There is no wizard deliberately suppressing you, but the unintentional aura that makes the innate talents on the ship plunge into endless horror.

What else can I say? This is the fate of being the weak in the wizard's world.

And Angel herself, is also such a weak person at present. His sorrow is just the worry about the fate of the same involuntary.

Passing through several crossing aisles, Angel found Alan Siblings' residence.

The residence of the two siblings is located at the end of the branches of a corridor. They are opposite each other and can take care of each other. Such an arrangement must be Moro's handwriting.

When Angel came, she unexpectedly found that the door of Irene's room was slightly opened, and a low cry came from inside. Listening carefully, you can find Ellen's soft comforting sound.

Angel didn't act like listening to the corner of the wall, and gently knocked on the door. After hearing "please come in", he assisted in opening the door.

After Angel opened the door, she unexpectedly discovered that not only Alan siblings were there, but Moro, a black robe, was also there.