"Next time?"
The Rat Immortal laughed, his voice a bit harsh in the empty tavern:
"'I will do better next time', 'I will definitely win next time', 'I will never make this mistake next time'."
"Next time, next time, next time."
"There is no next time in life. Every day is a new beginning."
"After you truly touch time, you will find that there is no next time in life. The next time in your consciousness is all an illusion. Especially you, young people."
The tail behind the Mouse Fairy's back suddenly stretched out, and he poked the enchanted witch with the tip of his tail, startling her.
"... When you are young, you should learn to seize the present. Treat every day's work, every thing to be done, every choice, every moment as the only opportunity in this world. This way your life will not be empty.
.”
"Come, tell me," the Rat Immortal cleared his throat and howled: "This time, I will succeed!"
It raised its little paws and looked up at the sky, as if it was holding up the entire sun. For a while, even the thick wrinkles on its body smoothed out, making it look much younger.
The owner of Keeney's Cabin had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly set up a powerful soundproof barrier to control the howling of the big rat in the tavern.
Then she had time to add two earplugs to her ears.
"You are secretly changing your concepts!" the owner of the tavern shouted, raising his voice: "Philosophy and life are two different things! Theory and reality are also two different worlds! A smart wizard will not touch a stone with an egg!"
"Perhaps," the Mouse Fairy did not deny the witch's point of view. He stared at the new great wizard in front of him with his black eyes the size of mung beans and said softly:
"Maybe you think my choice is a bit stupid. But people will always do a few stupid things in this life. You have to know that although there is no next time in life, the essence of wizards is repeaters. They are always repeating the mistakes of the past. Always
Repeating those wrong choices."
"...just like the young man upstairs who plans to try the 'Yuanchen Guardian Spell'. Although I am old and have a poor memory, I clearly remember that not long ago, a young wizard lost half his life while trying this spell.
.Can you say they are stupid? They have obviously learned from the experience of the last failure..."
After Korma heard this, his eyes suddenly opened wide and he looked up.
The white candle hanging upside down under the ceiling trembled violently, and a few golden sparks popped out. Even through the thick wooden board and those dazzling sparks, the witch saw what she wanted to see at a glance.
.
In the lobby on the second floor of the Sakura Tavern, several young gray-robed wizards were hiding in a corner, holding Dharma books, gathering together with excitement on their faces, and reciting the Yuan Chen Guardian Curse in a low voice.
"Hell!" the witch shouted angrily: "I don't have a second Kabbalah leaf to save their lives... Even the little bit of sandworm before was still the harvest of the school working committee last year! They
How could you be so stupid!"
The Mouse Immortal spread out his little paws with an expression that said, "This is the truth":
"Like I said, the essence of a wizard is a repeater."
…
…
When Kolma angrily rushed up to the second floor to find trouble for a certain gray-robed man who tried the 'Yuanchen Guardian Spell', outside Gudiao Street, two young wizards from the first university who had just left the Sakura Tavern were looking at
The dark alleyway was in a daze.
It wasn't that the two of them were admiring the night view - there wasn't much to enjoy at night in the North District - the two of them just stayed for a while by the yard two doors away from the pub.
Just after leaving the Cherry Blossom Tavern, Zheng Qing happened to see several North District wizards digging a huge puddle in the yard of No. 31 Gu Diao Street. A group of barefoot magicians carrying old buckets were walking with water on the street.
Running back and forth between pits.
Wow.
The clear river water was mixed with black and green amphibians, and they were poured into the puddle. The smell of the Silent River was mixed with the fishy smell of the amphibians, hovering over the puddle, condensing a slender but clear resentment.
Those barefoot little magicians may not see the trace of resentment, or maybe they don't care if they see it - for the North District magicians, there are many things in life more frightening than that trace of resentment - they just repeat it happily
Follow the action of 'pick up the bucket - pour into the puddle - pick up the bucket'.
A few older men in gray robes sold these amphibians to guests in the Sakura Tavern next door for the price of one copper per frog.
This is purely business behavior.
After Jiang Yu hesitated for a moment, he took the boy and stood next to the 'frog pit' and recited the rebirth mantra several times. The older man in gray robe next to him did not stop him, but he did not help either. He just had a sarcastic smile on his face and said coldly.
Leng looked at the red robe's compassion.
Until the two of them left the courtyard, there was no exchange of words between the two people.
It's as if they live in two parallel worlds.
When Zheng Qing left, the puddle was already crowded with those poor reptiles, and low frogs were chirping one after another, but they were cleverly restrained in the puddle by magic.
"What a crime." The wizard muttered, subconsciously touching his gray cloth bag, and then he remembered that his Dharma book had been tied dozens of times with his belt and stuffed into the deepest part of the paulownia box.
"This is a necessary sacrifice." Jiang Yu imitated the tone of an Alpha College student, raising her chin slightly: "It is an honor for these bugs to be able to contribute to the glory of the North District!"
The two young people laughed together.
Zheng Qing's mind slowly stopped laughing as the words "frog", "wizard of the North District", "Colma" and "Nicholas" swirled in his mind.
Jiang Yu tilted her head and glanced at him.
"What do you think about letting Senior Colma give Nicholas a curse seal?" he asked softly.
This idea has been swirling in his mind all night.
Due to the removal of the werewolf bloodline, Nicholas's magic talent is almost certain to suffer a huge decline. Perhaps with this year's hard work, he can be promoted to the second grade. But it is almost impossible to go further.
But before at the Sakura Tavern, when Jiang Yu and Kolma discussed the possibility of Nicholas returning to the world of the North District, both parties had a tacit understanding to avoid this possibility - to have a First University student's forehead be branded with the same name as the North District.
To the two girls, being branded like the magicians was a very terrible humiliation.
After all, holding a certificate of graduation from a first university and holding a graduation certificate from a certain training class are two completely different concepts in the current wizarding world.
"There is no longer a world of magicians in the North District." The witch was silent for a long time, and finally replied: "We can make such a suggestion, but Nicholas needs to decide whether he can accept it in the end."
This chapter has been completed!