The strong sour smell gradually subsided, and Rafael Fovo had a "sour" expression on his face: "It's so strange, your magic makes me feel like I have eaten a very sour lemon."

He simply checked his body and found no other abnormality other than the 'sour' smell. The other party's 'lemon magic' was too weird. Ravel could not guarantee that this magic only had the effect of 'sour'. He had to find it quickly.

place for more careful inspection.

However, the superficial image cannot be damaged.

Rafael Fovo pretended to be calm. He fanned with his left hand and slapped his mouth twice: "Your magic is really killing me. Damn it, I have never seen such an interesting little magic."

"Ah -" He seemed like he couldn't stand the sourness in his mouth, and the expression on his face began to look distressed, "No, no, it's too sour, I can't stand it anymore, Piri, Tut, let's go, let's go

Find some honey water and drink it."

With that said, he walked out of the wooden house. In order to show that he was not running away, when he walked to the door, he turned back to the wooden clock and said: "Your magic is very interesting. I will come again tomorrow."

of."

Then really leave.

The two knights also followed Ravel out. They walked faster and faster, and they were far away all of a sudden.

………

The troublesome Viscount was finally gone. Although it was temporary, it made Laga Prent feel somewhat relieved.

He glanced at Mu Zhong meaningfully. He was impressed by the performance of this older young man just now. He was truly worthy of being a top student at the Academy of Supernatural Magic Research.

——He didn’t know about Mu Zhong, but he only judged from the other party’s words that ‘Mu Zhong is a top student in the college’.

Raja Prente and Ple Filka, they both studied in that magic academy recently, but... they got in because of chance. Whether it was talent or hard work, they were all the same.

Bottom.

Therefore, it is normal that in the sixth year of studying at the academy, they were forcibly dropped out of school because the number of times they failed to meet the requirements in the years assessment reached five times.

This is a great shame.

Even after so many years, every time Raja Prent thinks about it, she will feel uncomfortable in her heart, with a kind of not strong but lasting discomfort...

——These are all the past events. Raja Prent quickly dealt with the complicated emotions in his heart: It’s in the past... it’s all in the past...

He smiled and nodded to the wooden clock to express politeness, and then looked at the people around him: "Master Pui, I think we may need to have a chat."

Let’s talk about that little girl.

——All three people present knew it well.

Pule Filka's face was expressionless. He turned around and walked out of the house: "I really need to talk to you."

………

After bidding farewell to the wooden clock, on the way back, the two seemingly discordant friends had a serious exchange.

Ple Filka told the other party everything about Ann.

"They are actually refugees..." Laga Prent frowned, "The Wein Empire has been in turmoil in recent years. Not long ago, there were reports of civil wars. That girl... her name is An, right? She should be from

People who fled from the Wein Empire..."

The Wein Empire... has always coveted the Guyun Kingdom.

After a long silence, he continued: "The current situation is not good and it is easy to get into trouble. I advise you to abandon her."

"Is that so..." Pule Filka sighed, and then his expression became firm: "Raga, I gave the choice to the wooden clock."

"What do you mean?" Raja Prent's heart tightened.

"I mean, I let Wooden Bell choose An's future."

"And you will raise it?"

"Um."

"Why!?" Raja Prent was very annoyed when he heard this: "Pule, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid!? Don't you know that the refugee may ruin our reputation!?"

"It's my reputation that has been ruined." Ple Filka emphasized his tone.

In fact, "being ruined" is already a good thing.

Raja Prent clenched her teeth and squeezed out a voice from between her teeth: "...it's us."

"Don't be stupid," Pule Felka said with an indifferent expression, "Have you forgotten your son whose legs were broken?"

"That guy is just a loser with only muscles in his brain. Even if his father commits a crime of betraying the whole town, he can continue to be a stupid mercenary. It's you! Pule! Don't forget the burden you bear.

Responsibility, the future of the Filka family rests on you alone, are you doing this worthy of your dead parents!"

Despite the excitement of Raja Prente, Ple Filka always showed an indifferent attitude: "The Felka family has long been gone. I am Ple Felka. I am Ple Felka alone.

Card."

He seemed to be talking about something insignificant.

"Pule..." Raja Prent's eyes were red and his breathing was rapid. He was full of emotions, but he couldn't pour them out.

"We are talking about Ann." - reminded Ple Filka.

He secretly wiped away the moisture from the corner of his eyes, and his voice was choked: "Okay, An's matter..."

…

the other side.

Mu Zhong didn't know what happened between Master Pule and Mayor Laga. He was in a good mood because he successfully 'drove' Ravel away.

Knock knock~

——After knocking on the bedroom door twice, he pushed it open and entered.

In the bedroom, An was huddled in the corner next to the bed. The grapes given to her by the wooden clock were placed aside intact, without any movement.

As soon as Mu Zhong came in, he met An's pitiful eyes begging for alms.

The good mood disappeared instantly, and instead, Mu Zhong only felt a wave of irritability in his heart.

"An." He said coldly: "Don't let me see your eyes like this again."

Ann's situation was very bad, worse than he knew from the books.

Gentleness cannot save An.

——Therefore, Mu Zhong felt cruel and spoke the truth he saw ruthlessly with a black face: "I help you out of human nature, An, I will only say this once, I hope

I am helping human beings who are also human, not slaves who are accustomed to begging."

This was an almost instinctive reaction. An was afraid of the wooden clock that looked like this. She said with a tearful voice: "Isn't that right?"

Suddenly, a strong hand forcibly covered her mouth, and the subsequent words stopped abruptly.

The next moment, An met Mu Zhong's painful, scorching, and unstoppable gaze, and his sonorous and powerful voice rang in her ears: "I told you, don't beg for my kindness."

The warm breath hit An's face, and An's heart beat extremely violently, but her heart suddenly calmed down incredibly.

The appearance of the wooden clock was reflected in her eyes. She had been living in a humble situation in the cracks. For the first time, she felt that she had truly seen the light...

——Wooden clocks can also turn into light——

Just a few minutes of conversation that touches the soul is definitely not enough.

Wooden Bell struck while the iron was hot, pulled An along, and told her many things related to civilization and science.
Chapter completed!