When Howard returned to the room, he was also yawning and feeling extremely tired.
After all, the Morning Star is not a star that can be conquered easily.
Under the guidance of the wizard tower master Merlins, Howard spent an entire afternoon and an entire night to establish a fateful connection with him.
Because of this, he was exhausted at the moment, his thoughts were confused, as if his whole body had been hollowed out, and he just wanted to lie down on the bed and have a good rest as soon as possible.
He opened the door, first walked into the living room, and then vaguely saw three doors, leading to his own room, Allen's room, and the bathroom.
Howard was so sleepy that he didn't even care to see whose name was on the door, so he turned a corner...and walked straight into Allen's room.
At this time, when he saw the bright candles on the roof and Allen lying on the bed without changing his clothes, he woke up slightly and realized that he had gone to the wrong room.
"Alan, I'm sorry, I wasn't looking at the road just now and accidentally walked into the wrong door," Howard lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "It's just that I didn't expect that we were actually roommates."
"What? Not satisfied?"
Seeing him coming back, Allen was too lazy to get up from the bed, so he leaned a pillow on his back, sat up slightly and asked with a smile.
"Of course not," Howard denied immediately, and then said sincerely, "I just think... I learned a lot from you when I lived at your house before. I think... since we are still living together now, then we
Then you can have the opportunity to continue completing the research plan on spiritual magic."
"And you can pay me back the few meals you owe me," Allen added. "Although the restaurant in the Mage Tower is good, I think I will get tired of it soon."
Howard nodded, already accustomed to Allen's obsession.
He dragged a chair and sat down next to the bed, then changed the subject and asked:
"By the way, Allen, did it go well for you to choose the meditation method in the library today? I heard others say that there are many dangerous books in the forbidden book area. Did you provoke them?"
"It went very well." After hearing this, Allen showed a mysterious smile on his face, "After all, the most dangerous book among them is now mine."
After that, under Howard's admiring gaze, Allen reached out and grabbed "The Origin" on the bedside table.
However, when Howard saw the cover of the book clearly, his expression froze instantly.
"Alan...is this book really yours?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Howard smiled apologetically, "I just didn't expect that you would read this kind of book."
As soon as he heard this, Allen knew that the crappy book "Origin" was trying to trick people again.
He lowered his head and saw that the thick black-sealed book in his hand had disappeared at some point, and was replaced by a copy of Playboy magazine.
The girl on the cover of the magazine was hot, voluptuous and charming, but Allen could see the irony in the smile on her face.
"Damn it." He cursed secretly in his heart. He originally wanted to force "Origin" to change back, but unfortunately he had used up his divine power at this time, and there was nothing he could do with it for the time being, so he had to give up.
"Oh, I picked it up by mistake," Allen had to pretend to be annoyed for the sake of his reputation. "This book was a meeting gift from James Stein. I remember I told you about him."
"A student of Lord Merlins? Master of space magic?"
"Yes. I declined several times, but he insisted on giving this book to me."
"Then he really has a zest for life." Howard commented with a smile, not doubting Allen's lies. After all, in his opinion, Allen didn't look like someone who would read Playboy. With that in mind, he would flip through magazines.
Given the time, he would probably rather read the magic book.
"What about you, Howard?" Allen asked, changing the subject, "I heard that you chose a particularly powerful destiny star and became an official magician?"
Howard nodded.
"Awesome. So is your current mentor also Mr. Merlins?"
"No," Howard shook his head, "I don't have a mentor yet. Mr. Merlins said that I am affinity with the light element and can learn all types of magic except the shadow system. If I choose the main direction too early,
, but it is a waste of talents in other areas, and the gain outweighs the loss.”
"I think so too... You should try various types of magic and then choose the one you are best at."
Howard hesitated to speak, and finally nodded with a smile.
"Alan, Mr. Merlins asked me to bring you something. If Mr. Walder is too busy to teach you recently, you can first go to James Stein to learn how to draw a magic circle. It should be very helpful for you to learn alchemy."
"Thank you," Allen smiled, and then sighed, "Oh, I didn't expect that when Mr. Walder got busy, he even forgot to teach the students."
"Sir Merlins said that he has always been like this," Howard said. "Besides, this time, the reason why he spent so long studying explosives is because the kingdom's army urgently needs an explosive that can quickly break through the fortress and have large-scale destructive power.
Weapons are used in plane wars. Because this request was personally made by Her Majesty the Queen, Mr. Walder takes this matter very seriously."
Allen listened to him silently and did not answer.
When he heard this, especially "weapons that can quickly break through fortresses and have large-scale destructive power", he suddenly had an idea in his mind and thought of "Wildfire".
If he remembered correctly, the four major tribunals of the Church of Light were all airtight and indestructible fortresses. Without "wildfire", it would be really difficult for the Dark Temple to break into them.
So...can he use the new weapon Mr. Walder is developing to replace "Wildfire" and find a way to send it to the northern ice fields to help the believers deal with the upcoming battle?
As for the teleportation magic circle... he can definitely ask James Stan to learn how to draw this type of space magic circle.
Thinking of this, Allen's sleepiness basically disappeared and his eyes became brighter.
After saying "good night" to Howard, he thought for a moment, suddenly got up from the bed, came to the desk, grabbed a piece of paper, and prepared to write a letter to the York family's butler.
What he originally wrote was "I want information about the Northern Tribunal of the Church of Light, the more information the better."
But after some serious consideration, when I finally put pen to paper, it turned into "I am very curious about the differences in architectural structure and staffing between the churches of the Church of Light and the four major tribunals."
This is prudent behavior.
Because Allen is worried that if the Arctic incident occurs and the contents of his letter are accidentally leaked, he will undoubtedly attract suspicion and may even expose his identity.