Holding the gift box in his hand, Zheng Qing naturally guessed what gift was in the box.
Because of the two previous gifts, his first reaction was that the box contained a rune gun.
"There is such a light rune gun?" The young public-funded student weighed the box, raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously expressed his guess.
"Rune gun?" Elena was a little confused by the wizard's reaction, and asked strangely: "Why a rune gun? Do you want a rune gun as a gift?"
Zheng Qing suddenly woke up - the witch in front of him had participated in the freshman competition like himself. She didn't know about her use of the slingshot, so naturally she wouldn't prepare a corresponding gift.
At the same time, he also felt a little embarrassed about the mistake he had made.
"I, I just guessed that." He stammered in explanation, his face slowly turning red: "Before, I received several rune guns before... I thought, thought..."
"Do you think I will also give you a rune gun?" Elena waved her hand with a smile, looking extremely free and easy: "The rune gun is so expensive, I can't afford it... If it's just a few rune bullets, I can still think of a way.
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Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't care about his rudeness. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of the two rune guns he had received, and he felt another pressure in his heart.
The way to reduce stress is, of course, to divert attention.
Zheng Qing immediately tore off the silk on the box and opened Elena's gift in front of her.
In the box, there is a dark notebook.
The notebook looks a little worn, and there are some traces that look like blood stains on the greasy cover. Apart from that, other aspects of the notebook are well maintained - the pages are ironed and the corners are wrapped with a thin metal sheet.
It gives people an unexpectedly neat feeling - but even so, it can hardly be called an appropriate gift.
Zheng Qing couldn't help but frown.
Of course, he was not dissatisfied because the notebook was worn out - in fact, there was no gift that satisfied him more than this notebook - he had seen this notebook in the hands of Irina a few weeks ago. At that time, the gypsy witch
Holding a notebook in hand, he asked him about some difficult talismans drawn in it. For this reason, Zheng Qing had to waste a long time in the library and consulted a lot of materials before he could barely give an approximate solution.
For a person who is good at talismans, there is no more appropriate gift than a notebook full of unfamiliar talismans.
"You gave it to me?" the young public-funded student asked in surprise, with still some uncertainty in his tone.
"Otherwise?" Elena seemed a little unhappy, and said gloomily: "Since you have drawn that card, naturally I have to give you what is most suitable for you..."
"If you can't bear it, you can give me something else." Zheng Qing suggested in a low voice.
"Isn't that lying to yourself?" The witch looked at the boy in surprise, as if she was very curious as to why he had such an idea: "It's understandable to lie to others, but what's the point of lying to yourself?"
Zheng Qing's face darkened and he did not continue to dwell on this topic.
Just like Lin Guo's timeline, the wizards' thoughts are always full of some magical color, which is difficult to explain with logic.
Fortunately, Elena did not continue to discuss this complicated issue.
"Yeah! I was just thinking about choosing a gift for you, and I almost forgot about the real thing!" The witch suddenly jumped up, as if she was frightened, left the calm wizard, turned around and ran to the terrace not far away.
Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, stuffed the notebook back into the gray cloth bag, and then followed. Although he still had many questions in his heart - such as where the notebook came from and which school the talismans recorded in the notebook belonged to.
, and so on - but when he thought that the two of them were still in someone else's lounge, and when he thought of words like 'breaking into a private house', the young public-funded student couldn't help but shrink his neck. [~... &! Fastest update]
It is true that he has accumulated some credits and does not care about being deducted a few illegal points occasionally. But this does not mean that he can squander his credits casually.
After all, he still has to reach the sophomore year, and he still needs to use credits to exchange for many resources necessary to advance to be a registered wizard. It's better to save a little.
The terrace of this lounge is very large, more than enough for two people to stand on it.
There were originally many vines growing around the terrace, clinging to the fence of the terrace. However, as it was late autumn and early winter, many plants had shrunk their branches and leaves. Even if some of them had not shrunk, many leaves had begun to turn yellow.
As for the fence that was originally shrouded in lush vines, it was completely exposed.
"Although you see that there are many fences, in fact, the entire terrace is said to be carved out of a single piece of marble." Elena lowered her head, bent over, and touched the exquisite reliefs on the fence with her fingertips, her tone somewhat
Erratic: "From left to right, every forty-nine steps, there are a total of seventy-two columns... There is a different relief on each column, depicting the final results of the seventy-two elves suppressed by the wizards.
The appearance of..."
"Elf?" Hearing this, Zheng Qing couldn't help but interrupt the witch, pointed to the relief on a railing, and said in surprise: "Is this an elf? Isn't this a demon?"
At the position of his finger, there was a strange creature with sharp teeth and claws, bat wings and a scorpion tail, but with four arms and wide eyes. It was raising its head and roaring. Even if it was just a stone sculpture, Zheng Qing could feel the soaring energy.
Resentment - this is not the temperament and appearance that a good elf should have.
"Mountain ghosts, demons and sprites are all elves." Elena continued to check the railings on the terrace one by one, speaking slowly and slowly: "The cold is breaking through the summer, the clear songs are lingering, and the moon is missing.
There are few stars in the courtyard. Why should the spirits wait for the autumn to pass? It is just a wash, and the present and the past are hazy."
After chanting, her figure paused and stopped in front of a railing.
Before Zheng Qing could see what was on the pillar, the witch bent her fingers slightly and gently tapped the upper and lower joints of the railing. In just a moment, she knocked down the originally solid pillar, frightening the wizard to the point where he fell.
Taking a breath of air-conditioning, he looked around nervously. There was no earth shaking, no alarm buzzing, and no demon escaping from the broken pillar.
It seemed like an ordinary pillar that had been knocked down from the railings.
Before the wizard had finished taking a breath, the witch took out another identical railing from her bag and replaced it. The clear light passed by, and the terrace became complete again, just like the beginning.
"Okay, the matter is done, let's go back!" Elena stood up, clapped her hands, and said briskly.
Zheng Qing glanced at her blankly.
"Is this the end?" He couldn't help but lower his head and glanced at the pillar that had been 'really replaced', and couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Am I here to supervise the work?"
This chapter has been completed!