Before Raja Prent and Ple Filka, the two families had been fighting in Robi Town for hundreds of years. Although they had reconciled in this generation, as the two people had gone through the transitional stage, some things remained.

It was decided at a young age.

"Humph! I won't bother you with my son's affairs." Raja Prenter felt angry when he mentioned his son. "Master Pule, I heard that you hired a student from the School of Supernatural Magic Research as an assistant.

Ah, to be honest, I couldn’t believe it when I first heard the news. The magic you studied is only of limited use, so why would the great magician of the academy be interested in it?"

"It's just a coincidence." Pule still looked calm.

Ragja Prent was tall, with a height of nearly two meters, and he pressed down on him. He had an aura of physical strength: "Hey, you don't still care about what happened decades ago, do you?"

"I don't remember it long ago."

"Back then, we were lucky enough to help a college professor who fell into trouble in Robby Town. Otherwise, with our talents, how would we have entered that college? We would have been helpless if we were forced to drop out... Listen, I don't know.

I still remember it clearly, but if you say you don’t remember it a long time ago, who will believe you?” Although Raja Prenter looks like a reckless man, he is actually very careful.

Pule Filka closed the notebook, stared at the other person's face and said: "I just thought you were too annoying, so I said casually, you actually told me so many old things, the mayor really has a leisure time."

Ah. No matter how much I struggle with that kind of boring thing, it won't change anything. Now I just want to fulfill my parents' wish, which is also my wish."

After hearing these words, Raja Prent sneered: "Huh...huh...huh, Pule, your parents went bankrupt because of raising rabbits, and you just want to pay them back like this? You say it to make me laugh.

Did you lose your big teeth!? You still can’t figure it out! You have no ability to create magic at all! Stop wasting your time! You’d better find a woman and revive the Filka family!"

Raja Prent's emotions became more and more excited as he spoke, and in the end he almost shouted.

Pule Filka had a gloomy look on his face, and his tone became very unkind: "Laga, this is my choice, let's not talk about the good or bad. This kind of thing has nothing to do with you from the beginning to the end. You have no right to say anything to me.

Dao Si, I'm warning you, if you talk too much in my ears again, don't blame the Felka family and the Prent family for rekindling their feud."

Although both of them are official magicians, in terms of actual combat ability, Pulei is obviously one level higher than the other.

"Pule! Now you are the only one left in the Filka family!!!" Ragja Prent became angry.

The atmosphere between the two was tense. Suddenly, the staff in the teleportation hall shouted:

"The teleportation array is glowing! Someone is about to teleport over!"

"snort."

Ple Filka glanced at Raja Prent, straightened his expression, and walked towards the luminous teleportation point.

The person he was waiting for has arrived, and there is no need to argue with this vulgar family member.

The latter stayed where he was and did not leave.

………

The portal lit up with dazzling white light, and in the light, an ordinary-looking young man staggered out.

The person who came was none other than the wooden clock.

When he first appeared, he was still a little confused, so he took a look at the scene first.

There are two middle-aged men wearing the same uniforms next to them, who should be responsible for guarding the teleportation array; in front of them is an uncle who looks very gentle and is about 1.8 meters tall. The style of robe he wears is the standard for a formal magician;

Not far away stood a group of guards and a 'senior leader'.

The current scene is easy to judge.

——The wooden clock showed a kind smile and stretched out his right hand: "Hello, are you the magician Pule Filka from Robby Town?"

Pule Filka shook hands with him, "It's me. You are the one-year freshman of the academy introduced by Mr. Arctic Curator, wooden clock, right?"

"Yes."

"Nice to meet you."

"I'm happy too."

After the two briefly introduced each other for a while, Pule Filka took the wooden clock and walked outside, "Although Robi Town cannot be compared with the academy, you can treat it as a place for fun. Of course, it may be because of the assistant's work

It’s a bit monotonous and hard work.”

"Ha..." For some reason, Mu Zhong always felt that what the other party said was a bit off, "I'm just afraid that I don't have the ability to do it. It doesn't matter if it's hard work."

When passing by a group of guards, Mu Zhong was sensitive to the smell of gunpowder.

He took another look at the mighty middle-aged man, and secretly guessed in his heart: Could this man have a grudge against Master Pule...?

When they just passed by, the micro-expressions between the two people were very strange.

——After all, it was my first time here, so Mu Zhong didn’t think much about it.

.........

Luobi Town is a small mountain town. Even in the center of the town, there are many mountains covered with vegetation.

Residents living here may have taken it for granted, but to outsiders with different living conditions, this place has a very beautiful scenery!

"Are these trees beautiful?" Ple Filka was curious about the wooden clock's behavior of looking around.

Wooden clock: "It's very novel and interesting. I've never seen many plants before."

These plants and trees are all common plants in the Wu world, so they will feel novel. In other words, he has never seen them before?

——Pule Filka asked: "Is it possible that you are a noble from somewhere?"

Mu Zhong shook his head: "No."

Pule Filka smiled and said, "Haha~ That's right, you don't look aristocratic at all."

The two people walked while chatting. After walking for more than half an hour, they turned onto a dirt road.

Mu Zhong asked: "Master Pui, what is the content of my work?"

"Observe the multi-eared rabbit and record relevant information."

"Ah? Just observing?" Mu Zhong was a little surprised. He was completely capable of such a simple job.

"There are more difficult ones, but can you do it?"

"If you can't do it, you can't do it."

"Creating magic is very difficult. In addition to profound magic knowledge, it also requires a lot of experiments." Pule Filka said slowly: "I have no talent in magic, but fortunately the magic I want to create is

A very simple one.”

As he said that, he sighed, "Well... Even though I said that, the deeper the research, the more I see my own limitations... I want to create magic that can communicate with the multi-eared rabbit. To do this, I need a lot of effort.

There is a lot of information related to multi-eared rabbits. That magic tells me that only by understanding multi-eared rabbits can we communicate with multi-eared rabbits. It’s magical, right?”

Mu Zhong smiled and said: "The unfinished magic sends out a guiding message. Congratulations, Master Pule. This is a signal that your magic can be completed."

Ple Filka's eyes swayed unnaturally twice. This new student in the college actually revealed the hidden information in his words at once.

Is this the disciple of Director Arctic...

With a thought in his heart, Pule Filka suddenly asked: "Wooden Bell, how many magic spells have you learned now?"
Chapter completed!