Angelet closed his eyes slightly and pondered for a while.{http:
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In the cabin, the breathing of the two people was mixed with the sound of waves outside the cabin, making the environment seem even quieter.
Violet looked at Angele nervously and anxiously, her hands hanging on her sides, not knowing how to put them.
"How is Yuri now? When you got off the boat with him, did he go to White Fang Castle?" Angelet suddenly asked.
"Yes, I have no contact with him." Violet quickly replied, "But later I heard that he joined a group of apprentices who went to the border. I don't know what the situation is now."
Angelet nodded and opened his eyes, his eyes were unusually peaceful.
"I'm sorry for your request, but I can't accept it." He replied calmly.
Violet's eyes suddenly flashed with despair, and her originally rosy face suddenly turned pale.
"You...really don't need to think about it again?" Her voice was trembling, and her body was trembling slightly.
"I'm sorry." Angelet looked calm. "Realistically speaking, your qualifications are too poor. If you are my attendant, I will need to train you with all my strength in accordance with the exchange obligations. But with first-level qualifications, I think
To train you to advance, I need to pay too much, which is enough to delay my own progress. So...I'm sorry."
As Angelet explained, Violet's face became paler.
"Aren't you interested in me? I can cooperate with you! Anything is possible! Really!!" There were tears in her eyes, and her tone became pleading. "This is the last hope. My family.
...My father..." She became a little incoherent.
Angelet looked at her quietly, waiting for her to calm down.
After a while, her mood gradually stabilized.
"I remember that your father was once an official wizard? Calculating this, you should also be a second-generation wizard. How come you only have first-level qualifications?" Angelet frowned slightly and asked again.
"I don't know either." Violet shook her head.
Angelet suddenly thought of something.
"What is the relationship between your mother and your father?" he continued to ask.
"She is my father's sister." Violet replied in a low voice.
Sure enough, it was a consanguineous marriage and children. Angelet knew it clearly.
This is a common phenomenon among wizard families. In order to pursue the purity of their bloodline and to increase the probability of the next generation's wizard qualifications.
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It's still deformed and even normal people can't do it.
But in order to continue the family for the next generation, this tradition has never been changed. Many wizard families either marry each other or combine within the family.
It seems that Violet is a product of this system. And her father is probably very unlucky. Among the children born, she is the only one with qualifications. This makes her take on the responsibility at a young age.
Such a heavy burden.
"What about your father?" Angelet asked.
A look of confusion suddenly appeared on Villette's face.
"Dead..."
Angelet stopped asking questions. It was conceivable that this must be another family's sad history of blood and tears. He didn't want to get too involved in such a complicated matter.
"In this way, although it is impossible for me to accept you, after all, we were once companions. I also have a bottle of tranquilizing potion here that can enhance mental strength." Angelet took out a small glass tube as thick as his index finger from his waist bag.
Inside is a light yellow turbid liquid like broth.
This is a tube of calming potion that he recently tried to concoct. It uses a regular prescription. It is not a substitute that he found himself. The medicinal properties are 100% complete. Although it costs a bit more. But he has enough magic stones now, which is good.
Don’t worry too much, just prepare the genuine product first so that you can compare it with your future substitutes.
The potion was placed on the mahogany table. Under the light of the oil lamp, it reflected a very ordinary luster.
But Violet stared closely at the tube of potion, her eyes igniting strong enthusiasm again. It was as if she was looking at the most beautiful thing in the world.
Suddenly, she gently grasped the edge of her skirt with both hands and slowly lifted it up. Her movements were shy and seductive.
"Take it, you can go out." Angelet frowned and said calmly. "I don't need your *** as payment."
Violet was stunned for a moment, lowered her head, and stood silent for a while before she walked over and picked up the potion on the table.
"Thank you for your generosity, then I will take my leave first." She whispered.
"Yes." Angelet nodded and picked up the quill again.
Violet turned around and picked up the cloak on the ground, opened the door and walked out quietly.
As the door slowly closed, an uncontrollable cry suddenly came from outside the door. With the rapid footsteps, the cry slowly moved away and gradually disappeared.
Angelet shook his head.
"There is too much helplessness in this world." He sighed and refocused on the parchment in front of him.
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On the vast blue sea, a large ship with a blue background and white stripes was sailing alone on the ocean. The three white sails were swollen by the wind and were constantly shaking slightly.
The ship was like a speck of white sesame on a pure blue curtain on the sea, swaying in the wind and waves, looking extremely bumpy and conspicuous.
Along the side of the ship, seven or eight figures were holding on to the edge of the ship, standing on the deck and looking out into the distance.
The sailors walked around them, busy constantly, responsible for stabilizing the hull, adjusting the sails and course.
Angelet was dressed in black robes and stood quietly on the side of the ship. The white-robed wizard Taimora also stood beside him. The two had just finished a debate on the interference reaction caused by the mutual influence of force fields.
"By the way, I might need your help with something small," Angelet said.
"What a trivial thing? Is it the girl who sneaked into your cabin a few nights ago? Oh no, it should be said to be a woman now." Tymora winked at him and smiled ambiguously.
"I didn't touch her, but she was once a companion I knew, so when we get to the Andes Alliance, if her family has any problems, I would like you to help solve them." Angelet looked calm.
"Okay, you are really boring." Tymora shrugged, "For the strong, we can dominate the heights of mortals, so you don't need to restrain your body. If it were me, that girl
Delivered to your door, isn’t it possible to play casually during this voyage? There are many other tricks that I have never played before, hehe.”
"I just don't want to indulge too much." Angelet replied calmly.
"What's the point? We are wizards, and we are at the top of the world. For example, I have an aunt who is only thirty-nine and has already accepted her fifteenth male favorite. As long as she does not damage the wizarding world
According to the big rules, mortals are just weak ants." Tymora's tone clearly reflected the wizard's superior attitude towards the mortal world.
"Maybe it's because of different living habits." Angelet smiled slightly and did not argue with him. This was a fundamental issue of outlook on life and values.
"Okay, I promise you, I will talk to a few friends when I get to the Andes." Taimora nodded helplessly, raised his hand and looked at a black crystal watch on his wrist, "It's two o'clock in the afternoon, my meditation time is up.
Let’s go back first.”
"Yes." Angelet nodded.
Tymora turned around and left quickly, leaving Angele standing alone on the side of the ship, quietly looking at the sea view outside.
These days, he also vaguely heard some rumors about him and Violet from the mouths of the sailor apprentices. It was said that Violet was his forbidden wife and would go to his cabin every night.
He didn't bother to explain that such rumors could also protect Violet, a woman who was a formal wizard. Even if it was just a temporary interest, no one would dare to offend her. After all, wizards have all kinds of weird tempers, and their killing methods are even more weird and inexplicable.
.Anyway, such rumors have little impact on him.
After a while, the boat gradually became stable and the wind and waves became much smaller.
The sailors also began to pack up the fishing nets and prepare to bring some seafood to eat.
"One, two, three!! Get up!!"
"One, two, three!! Get up!!"
"Work harder!!"
"Tom! Hurry up there!!"
"Hey! Another net!! Haha!"
A muscular sailor cheered loudly and began to put away the net in his hand. Several other idle sailors laughed and went up to help.
With a crash, a net of live fish and shrimps was immediately thrown onto the deck. The seawater wetted a large area of the deck, and then flowed out along the drain, leaving large gray water stains on the wooden boards.
Silver fish, white and translucent shrimps, shells, sea urchins, and a red flesh ball-like creature.
Angelet walked over and squatted down, pointing at a red meat ball in the net.
"What's this?"
"Gall fish, this is red ball fish, sir." A sailor quickly came over and answered respectfully. "It can be used to make minced meat soup. It will be more delicious if you put some eggplant in it." He added.
The other sailors who were collecting the nets also quickly stopped what they were doing and bent down to salute, with expressions of restraint and awe on their faces.
"Red ball fish?" Angelet had never heard of this kind of thing.
He stretched out his finger and poked the fist-sized red meat ball.
The surface of the meat ball has the same texture as a leather ball, cold and a bit tough, but more like an uninflated soft leather ball. The surface is dark red and has layers of fine wrinkles.
In the middle of the meat ball, there are no eyes, nose or ears, just a big mouth with thick lips like two red sausages side by side.
"Sir, please be careful, this kind of rubber ball will spit out water and sand." A sailor warned.
Angelet nodded, stretched out his hand and pressed the mouth of the meat ball. The thing suddenly flattened, and a puff of water spurted towards Angelet. (To be continued...)