These black cracks were like sharp blades, smashing James Stan's own wheelchair into pieces.
James groaned in pain and fell to the ground.
"James, you lost control of your magic again and couldn't help but break the void?" Beside him, Les Rose couldn't help laughing, "Look, you also destroyed the 3,500-pound wheelchair.
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"Oh, damn it," James shook his head, "I didn't expect that it would be more difficult to advance to level nine than I thought. If I'm not careful, this magic power will escape my control."
Having said this, he paused for a while, then raised his head, looked at Allen and smiled awkwardly: "Alan, wait a minute, I'll find a wheelchair and I'll be back soon."
Before Allen could answer, he recited a spell and disappeared from the place with a "whoosh".
Three minutes later, James returned to the restaurant.
At this moment, a brand new wheelchair appeared under his butt.
As soon as he saw Allen, he continued in a showy tone: "Alan, your other teacher, Mr. Walder, is really addicted to explosive experiments now. I just used space magic to teleport myself into
He broke into his laboratory and stole a magic alchemy wheelchair he made, but he didn't notice it at all!
"To be honest, Alan, as someone who has experienced this, I sincerely advise you to learn prophecy from Mr. Merlins! I am really worried about whether Mr. Walder is interested in teaching students..."
However, just as he was confiding to Allen, he suddenly saw the wheelchair under him suddenly start to sparkle, and at the same time, there was a "didi-dip" alarm sound.
"It's over, damn it...Mr. Walder actually installed alarm magic...If nothing else happens, he will be here soon..."
James patted his head, looking annoyed, obviously regretting that he didn't think of this problem in advance.
"No, I have to discuss it with him." He thought for a moment and decided.
At the same time, he once again disappeared from the same place with his wheelchair. This time, it took more than ten minutes for him to reappear in the restaurant.
"Hahaha... James, has Mr. Walder promised you to use the wheelchair he made?" Seeing this scene, Lesroth almost burst out laughing.
"He agreed," James nodded and sighed helplessly, "Oh, but I also paid a heavy price."
"What price?"
"After he develops a new type of explosive, I have to be his guinea pig to help him test the power of the explosive."
"It is indeed Mr. Walder's style," Les Rose commented, then raised her head and looked at Allen, "Alan, I advise you to think about it again. If you really want to learn from Mr. Walder, it is probably
The same treatment as James."
The students at Merlins all seemed to want me to devote myself to studying prophecy?
Allen was thoughtful.
However, he still sat down next to Lais and smiled politely: "Then you can only wish me good luck."
During the following dinner time, Allen learned that in addition to himself, Les, and James, Merlins also had a student named Fenrir Yoder, who specialized in magic potions.
The reason Allen didn't see him today was because he volunteered to become a "pioneer" a month ago and joined the expeditionary force of the Braden Kingdom to fight in an alien plane.
"That guy Fenrir is a fighting lunatic," James Stein commented mercilessly. "What he likes to do most is to find ways to prepare various potions to strengthen his body, and then fight with those reckless warriors.
Like everyone else, they wielded huge hammers and went to the front line to charge. He always felt that that was what a real man should do.
"Haha, how can a magician compete with a warrior for physical strength? People like him are simply a disgrace to magicians!"
While listening to James's murmurings, Allen silently thought to himself: It seems that among the students of Mr. Merlins, except for me and Les Rose, others are a little abnormal? One is a neurotic space magic.
Master, one is a pharmacy master who wants to be a berserker... Could it be that genius and madman are two sides of the same coin?
But then he thought about it and laughed at himself: Maybe in a sense, I am the most abnormal one.
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In this way, amid James Stein's "funny stand-up performance" and Les Rose's sharp comments, Allen enjoyed his first dinner after arriving at the Mage Tower.
The dishes provided by the Master Tower are exquisite and delicious, not much inferior to those prepared by the top chefs hired by Allen himself.
In addition, Allen also tasted the familiar flavor in the cup of Ceylon black tea that came with the meal.
That is the trace of the magic of "mental concentration".
This reminded Alan of his experience just a few weeks ago when he pretended to be a legendary mage at the Astronomy Tower of Cambridge University and tricked Merlins into making "mental focus" magic toast. If he hadn't had that bread
, he might not be able to enter the mage tower so smoothly.
However, as Allen's mental power grew, the effect of "mental concentration" magic began to gradually weaken.
At this moment, this cup of black tea has the same effect on him as a cup of "Fat House Happy Water" used to refresh himself in his previous life.
However, until Allen finished dinner, he did not see Merlins and Howard.
"Maybe Howard is still busy getting promoted!" Allen secretly guessed in his heart, "Maybe he needs some time to digest after choosing such a bright star of destiny."
Thinking of this, he raised the tea cup and drank the little black tea left in it.
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Later, under the leadership of a magic apprentice, Allen came to his residence in the Mage Tower.
He had to admit once again that being a magician in the Mage Tower was a very happy thing.
Here, every two magicians share a small suite. Each small suite has two fully furnished bedrooms, a living room and a bathroom.
Allen looked at the door number, confirmed that it was his room "601", and walked straight in.
One of the bedrooms has his name on the door.
Then he walked to the door of another bedroom and found the name "Howard" taped on the door.
"This arrangement is good," Allen commented in his mind. "Howard still owes me three breakfasts, four lunches and two dinners. When he comes back, it will be just in time to urge him to pay off the debt."
And now, before Howard came back, he planned to find a mirror and take a look at the current situation of the Dark Temple.
However, as soon as he turned around, he saw an unexpected scene.
A translucent, ghost-like figure with a vague face appeared in front of him.
The figure held a translucent sword and held it against his throat.