Merlins stared at the empty bread bag for a long time, obviously not expecting that someone would dare to steal his food.
In this regard, Merlins felt a little unhappy and a little new.
As a high-ranking man, how long has it been since he experienced this feeling?
However, at this moment, he suddenly noticed that there were a few more banknotes under his white porcelain coffee cup.
"That bastard, after eating my bread, you still know how to pay for it?" Merlins exclaimed angrily and amusingly.
He stretched out his hand and picked up the banknotes
No more, no less, exactly three pence, which is about the same as the market price of ordinary toast bread.
The smile on his face suddenly stiffened.
Think about it, his magic bread worth hundreds of pounds was given away by the other party with three pennies. What an ignorant bastard!
Merlins sighed helplessly.
With the curiosity of a magician, he decided to do a divination to see who had stolen his bread.
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Merlins, who is only one step away from the legendary realm, is an authoritative figure in the magic world.
Not only does he have powerful magical powers, he is also knowledgeable and has a strong memory, and is involved in various fields of magical knowledge.
However, what he is best at is astrology and prophecy.
He can see the fate of all living beings through the endless starry sky, and can even interfere with the fate of others by himself.
Because of this, he plans to use astrology as the direction for him to become a legend, and by understanding the relevant rules, he will achieve the most important transformation in his life.
As for predicting a little bastard who stole bread...
For him, there is no difficulty at all.
So Merlins took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and recited the incantation in a low voice.
His thoughts flew out of his body and flew into the vast starry sky; the bright stars gathered together to form an eternal river of destiny.
He dove in headfirst.
He believed that in the long river of destiny, he would definitely be able to find a tributary that belonged to that little bastard.
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However, a few minutes later, an accident happened.
Merlins suddenly opened his eyes, coughed several times, showed a rather painful expression, and his face was as pale as a ghost.
Unknowingly, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, flowing to his neck, soaking his clothes, making it particularly dazzling.
He frowned.
This is a symptom of the backlash of prophecy!
Just now, in the river of destiny, Merlins searched up and down, but did not see the figure of the bread-stealing bastard, but saw the boundless darkness.
The darkness was as wide as the sky and as deep as the sea, swallowing up all the light in the world and making Merlins' soul sink into it, unable to extricate himself.
In that vast and pure darkness, he deeply felt his own insignificance; fear and awe also arose spontaneously.
He suddenly realized that the guy who stole the bread might not be a kid who accidentally broke into the top of the tower, but a legendary mage with unfathomable power.
After all, in his past experience, only legendary mages and gods could cause his prophecy to backfire!
Thinking of this, Merlins took a deep breath, lowered his head tremblingly, and retracted all the disrespect in his heart.
At this moment, Merlins just hoped that the legendary mage with great magical powers would not mind the offense he had caused him during the divination process.
"The current legendary mages are all seniors who have lived for hundreds of years. They probably won't take such a small thing to heart..." Merlins thought uneasily, and his hands could not help but tremble slightly.
In the Kingdom of Braden, only cabinet ministers and legendary mages can have the honorific title "Your Excellency".
And Merlins' dream since he was a child was just to be called "Your Excellency" in his lifetime.
Although he was only a hair away from the legendary realm at this time, this line was like a chasm, insurmountable.
The legendary mage controls the rules, has a demiplane, and has legendary abilities... In short, even ten Merlins combined may not be enough to defeat a legendary mage.
"Then...then what should I do?"
After much thought, Merlins decided to follow his inner thoughts.
He didn't know why the legendary mage was interested in his bread.
But this did not prevent him from taking out a pen and paper and writing this paragraph:
"Dear legendary mage:
"I'm very sorry! I used prophecy to explore the tributaries of your destiny without your permission. This is an extremely foolish act.
The depth of your magic power and the breadth of your knowledge are beyond my ability to fathom.
I only hope that you can forgive me for the mistakes I made before. To the extent that I can, I am willing to compensate you for all losses.
I would be very grateful if you would be open-minded!
May the truth be with you!
Sincerely,
Merlins"
After finishing writing, Merlins picked up the note and read it three times. After confirming that there were no errors, he placed it on the table and pressed a corner of it with a white porcelain coffee cup.
"I hope your Excellency can read this note!"
Afterwards, Merlins stood next to the astronomical telescope and began today's magic research.
The stars today are as bright as ever.
But Merlins was distracted.
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When Allen left the astronomy tower and came to the calculus class, he felt refreshed and did not look like he had just stayed up all night.
"Hey, Allen, you look good. Where did you go fooling around last night?" Jeffrey waved to him from a distance and asked with a smile.
"Astronomy Tower," Alan replied casually, sitting on the chair next to Jeffrey.
Jeffrey was not surprised by Allen's answer. He knew that Allen was no longer the useless aristocratic young man he was back then. He was a genuine magic apprentice. As a magic apprentice, he occasionally does strange things that are unreasonable.
Son, that’s understandable.
Obviously, in recent times, Jeffrey has long been accustomed to being crushed by his roommates in all directions. The lines deep in his heart have gradually changed from "How can my roommate be so powerful?" to "Alan is so powerful."
, worthy of being my roommate."
Today's calculus class is as drowsy as usual. The old professor's slow speaking speed and lame accent are still a nightmare in the minds of the students.
Facing the students lying lifeless on the desks, the old professor had no choice but to once again use his trump card and threaten everyone: "Everything I taught in my class today will appear on your final exam papers."
Hearing this, Allen shook his head helplessly and stuffed "Spell Modeling" into the drawer.
In order to take the final exam and have the chance to enter the Mage Tower, Allen had to be a good student who paid attention to the lectures, studied hard, and made progress every day.
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ps: Second update, please vote for recommendations! (I finally changed my contract status...)