"I'm back, don't you think I am?" With a bang, I kicked open the door of the Magic House.
"Hey, why is it you?" I looked at Peter and Felin who were leaving in a hurry, and said with some confusion. "Isn't Teacher Louis here?"
I obviously felt that there were two people in the Demonic Society, but it turned out to be these two guys. Am I getting in the way?
"Qin Xin, why are you back? Didn't you say you were going to the elves?" Peter quickly packed his clothes.
"Went there, and then came back." I glanced at Peter up and down, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but curl up. "Not bad, when was it done?"
"Qin Xin, haven't you graduated? Why are you back?" Feilin looked at me angrily. "Believe it or not, I will call the instructor to come over and kick you out now."
"Come on, I'm not afraid. The instructor invited me in just now." I looked at Feilin's clothes and showed a playful smile. "I suddenly have inspiration again, what should I do?"
"If you dare to draw those messy things again, I will kill you, I swear!" Feilin shouted angrily.
"Haha, I won't disturb you anymore, I'm going to find Teacher Lewis." I walked out of the Magic Building Club and closed the door with a bang.
"By the way, do you want me to go to the commercial street and buy a bed?" I pushed the door of the Magic House open a crack again, and I said with half of my head exposed.
"roll!"
Feilin casually grabbed a wrench and threw it at me. Unfortunately, I had already retracted my head, and the wrench just hit the door weakly, making a "pang" sound.
Teacher Lewis is not in the Magic Building Club, so there is a high possibility that his surname is in the old school building in the back mountain.
What should I do? I don’t want to go. Who knows if I will meet that black instructor after I go up there.
Walking on the familiar path, I thought sadly.
Forget it, let's go up there. It shouldn't be such a coincidence.
The old school building at the back of the college.
As soon as I stepped into Dean Felice's house, I was startled by the electric sparks flashing under my feet, and I quickly took a few steps back.
"Hey, little girl Qin Xin, are you back?" Dean Felice, who noticed the movement outside the house, came out, looked at me and said with some surprise.
"Yeah, quickly turn off this damn phone and talk about it after we go in." I looked around and said to Dean Felice.
"Well, judging from the letter from an old friend, you have traveled quite far in the past few months." Dean Felice said to me after following Dean Felice into the room.
"It's okay." I smiled and nodded to instructor Lewis beside me, and then said.
"By the way, what's going on with the dwarves?" After sitting down, I pulled out a pile of white notes drawn by the king of the dwarfs and handed them to Dean Felice and said.
These white notes were all fees collected when the dwarves made the alchemy furnace and gave instructions on how to use it. At the beginning, the dwarf king gave me some magic materials, but in the end he used these white notes to fool me.
After considering that the priceless materials obtained from the dwarf king can be used to make several sets of Qiyao suits, I am too lazy to worry about it anymore.
"Probably a carefree guy like you wouldn't realize that since the magic tide two years ago, the world has been calm on the surface, but in fact, various small movements have begun to take place secretly." Dean Felice
Shaked his head.
"So you handed over the 'new iron smelting technique' to the dwarves to stoke the fire secretly?" I said with my hands crossed. "I had doubts before, but now I am finally sure. Dean Felice, you are really good."
It’s bad.”
"What nonsense are you talking about? I just hope that the dwarves will have some ability to protect themselves in the coming war." Dean Felice looked at me with a dumbfounded look. "After all, besides blacksmithing, the dwarves have
There’s nothing else I’m good at.”
"Are you sure you are helping them by handing them such a dangerous thing?" I said in disbelief.
"Forget it, I don't care about this. The chaos in the world has nothing to do with me. By the way, your old friend's letter." I threw a letter sealed with magic on the table.
"You little girl, what are you talking about?" Dean Felice shook her head helplessly, picked up the envelope on the table and looked at it. "It must have been sent by the Elf Queen. It's probably just another boring prank."
"When I was young, when I went out to explore, I met the Elf Queen who was also a princess at the time." Dean Felice used a magic shield to wrap the letter protected by magic, and then used magic to seal it.
The magic seal on the envelope is broken.
"Then what? The spark of love sparked and gave birth to the current elf princess?" I looked at Dean Felice expectantly.
"How is it possible? If the elves know what you said, they will have to kill you." With a flick of Dean Felice's finger, the envelope was opened.
Then a stream of black liquid spurted out from the envelope and rushed towards Dean Phyllis, but was blocked by the magic shield that Dean Phyllis had set up in advance.
"I knew it." Dean Felice shook her head, unlocked the magic shield and put the envelope down.
"No, I have discussed this speculation with the elves. They did not take my skin off." I looked at the envelope curiously, and then said. "Instead, they told me that the elf princess might be
Her Majesty the Queen picked it up."
It's strange. According to the capacity of the envelope, the ink sprayed out seems to be a bit less. Should I take a few steps back?
"You actually discussed this with the elves?" Dean Felice looked at me in surprise.
puff.
The envelope placed on the table shook and a bunch of ink spurted out again. Dean Phyllis, who had no time to react, was smeared in the face.
"Oh my, little Phyllis, have you made any progress with the magic trap I made?" The magic screen on the envelope flashed, which seemed to be a recording magic left in advance. After it was activated, the figure of the smiling Elf Queen appeared.
Well, Dean Phyllis's current expression is terrifyingly dark in every sense of the word.
After a while, Dean Felice, who couldn't wipe off the dark ink no matter how hard he wiped it, gave up his efforts and looked at me with a dark face. "How are the elves doing now?"
"It seems that life is very comfortable and looks very good." I said casually.
"Can the elves still be at ease after something like this happened?" Dean Felice shook his head. "Then what did you come back to do this time?"
What happened like that? Don’t make me excited!
"First, collect the bill, and second, find out if there is any news about the space magic core." I pinched my fingers and said.
"By the way, Dean Felice, I remember that your badge has a magic core with a space attribute on it?" I looked at Dean Felice. "Lend it to me."
"You're late. I've been using that magic core for more than ten years. The last trace of space magic in it has been consumed in the past few days and turned into a pile of powder. Do you want it?" Dean Felice
He said with a smile. "As for the space monsters, they are very rare in number and very difficult to catch. You'd better go to the mercenary union to get some information."
"It's so sad." I curled my lips and said. "I thought I could save some energy."
"Hahahaha, if you really can get the space magic core so easily, it won't save you any effort." Dean Felice smiled and shook his head. "By the way, Louis, what do you want to talk to you about?
Student? I’m going to leave first, so I won’t disturb you to reminisce about old times.”
"Hi, Tutor Lewis, do you miss me?" I greeted Tutor Lewis with a smile.
"What a disaster for you." Instructor Lewis shook his head. "The aircraft you flew when you left was cool, but I was almost annoyed to death by the instructors in the academy. Who asked you to write about magic creation on the aircraft?
It’s the company’s logo.”
"Isn't this just to make you look proud?" I chuckled.
"How are you doing with your magic practice?" Teacher Lewis glanced at me angrily.
"Hmph, my magic power has quadrupled now compared to when I left. It only took less than two days to get here from the dwarves." I said proudly.
"With your previous magic level, four times is only the level of a third-level magician!" Teacher Lewis directly revealed my background.
"By the way, here is a letter from you. It was just delivered a few days ago. Fortunately, you are back, otherwise I really wouldn't know how to send it to you." Teacher Lewis handed the letter to me, and then
