Teacher, what are we doing here? "An Fei looked at the heavily guarded formation in the distance and asked inexplicably.
"Pick someone up."
"Who?"
"A person you are familiar with." Thor smiled.
An Fei frowned and thought for a while. Among the people he was familiar with, the only one who could allow Sol to greet him in person was the old guy.
For a moment, the magic circle began to move slowly, and then a rich light enveloped the entire magic circle. Thor walked up with a smile, but before taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, with a stern light shining in his eyes.
Buzuliano walked out of the magic circle first, followed by a middle-aged man. The last ones who walked out were four young elf women. Of course, this 'young' is only relative, everyone knows that the elf They have a very long lifespan. It seems that the elves are only around seventeen or eighteen years old, but in fact they may have been living in the world for hundreds of years.
"You're very punctual," Thor said softly.
"Some things were delayed, otherwise we would have arrived in the Holy City yesterday." Buzureano shrugged.
The middle-aged man behind Buzuliano also stopped and stood side by side with Buzuliano. There was a big difference between the two. Buzuliano has a tall and thick figure, while the middle-aged man has a thin and straight figure, almost half a head taller than Buzuliano. Buzuliano's eyes are calm, but the middle-aged man's eyes are like Like a needle, full of aggression.
At the moment when the magic circle was activated, Thor had already sensed two powerful auras. Now seeing the middle-aged man standing side by side with Buzuliano without any disguise, it was not difficult to guess based on the information he had. After revealing the identity of the other party, Thor slowly said: "Reaper Manchusili?"
"Dear Master Sol, it is my lifelong honor to meet you." The middle-aged man bowed respectfully, his tone seemed very humble, but his smile was as aggressive as his smile, giving people Brings a sense of danger.
"You're too polite." Thor stretched out his hand to help. Then he glanced at Buzureano, who always stood there expressionless. Thor thought for a while, smiled and said: "This is not the place for talking. The palace prepared for you has been cleaned up. Please come with me."
"Master Saul, it seems that someone is missing." Manzhisli did not move, looked around and asked: "Where is Master Jacob?"
"He is not in the Holy City."
"Not there?" Manchusili stopped smiling: "Didn't you find him?"
"Found it, but Jacob is in an emergency and can't come for the time being."
"What about our cooperation?" Manchusili asked.
"As far as I know, the cooperation we are talking about is cooperation in a broad sense. It is not just the preparation of Holy Spirit potion." Saul said lightly: "Jacob's absence does not affect our cooperation in other fields, let alone Jacob has said that the work of preparing the elixir of the Holy Spirit will be done by his students.”
"Preparing the legendary Holy Spirit potion has been Jacob's wish for many years. How could he give up this opportunity?" Buzuliano asked in surprise: "And...when did Jacob accept students? I Why don’t you know?”
"You should ask him these questions." Thor said with a smile: "As for his students, you have also met them, the alchemist Hagen who has been with An Fei."
"Alchemist? Shouldn't such an important job be handed over to an alchemist? I really don't understand what Master Jacob thinks!" Manchusli continued.
An Fei felt ashamed, it was his idea. The problem is that ideas are easy to come up with. It is difficult to implement it specifically. An Fei thought that Buzuliano would be easier to fool. The word 'should' already makes a subjective mistake. Fortunately, Saul's credibility has always been excellent. An honest person's lies are always hard to detect, so Manzhisli pointed the finger at Jacob and did not question Saul. It's a pity that he can't help now, and he doesn't have the qualifications to speak. He can only rely on Sol to adapt to the situation.
"Jacob said that Hagen is very talented in alchemy, and he is the most likely person to inherit his legacy in the place he found. Preparing potions is not very difficult for Hagen, even if it is a Holy Spirit potion." Saul's expression remained normal: "If you are worried, then we can wait. In more than ten days, Jacob will arrive in the Holy City."
I don’t know whether it was the influence of the future great alchemist, or whether the deadline of more than ten days was reassuring. Manchusili smiled again: "Dear Master Sol, please forgive me for my rudeness. After all, it can succeed." Preparing the elixir of the Holy Spirit will be of great benefit to both of us.”
"An Fei, come here." Buzuliano waved to An Fei.
An Fei couldn't help being stunned, and subconsciously looked at Sol. When he saw Sol chin slightly, he walked over and said, "Lord Buzuliano, is something wrong?"
"These are the elves I personally selected for you. From now on, they will teach you natural magic. Haha, you don't have to treat them as teachers. In fact, they are all your maids, but... you must not bully them. Otherwise I wouldn’t!”
An Fei felt dumbfounded. The dead Silanberg planted the seeds of light in his body just to let him learn light magic. Now that Buzuliano is here again, why do these people think so highly of him? An Fei
"Thank you, but... I don't want to learn natural magic." An Fei refused: "I have found a path that suits me."
"Don't refuse in a hurry. You can ask your teacher for his opinion." Buzureano said with a smile.
An Fei looked at Sol again, and Sol pondered for a moment and nodded.
An Fei scratched the back of his neck. Ever since he saw Entos release the teleportation technique with his own eyes, he has become very interested in that kind of magic. If he can have the same ability, coupled with the martial arts he inherited, he The strength will be greatly improved. The most important thing is that you can use teleportation to escape when you are in danger. An assassin who does not plan an escape route is not a qualified assassin. An Fei has always taken escape very seriously. Like Jing Ke, he sacrifices his life for righteousness and does not care about himself. , strictly speaking, he is no longer an assassin, but a hero. An Fei never wanted to be a hero. He would rather accept failure than give up the chance of survival. If he mastered teleportation, he could fight and leave whenever he wanted. No matter what he did, An Fei would be very convenient. Fei has made a decision to do his best to practice space magic, even if it means putting aside his internal strength that has reached a bottleneck for a while. How can he have the energy to learn natural magic at this time
"An Fei, in our history, there are very few people who can merge with the heart of nature. Don't worry, I will never harm you." Buzureano said slowly, his eyes were sincere and determined.
Sol had already nodded. When Buzuliano said this again, An Fei couldn't help but refuse. He hesitated for a moment and responded helplessly: "Okay, but I am very stupid. If I can’t learn natural magic, so I hope you won’t be angry.”
"Are you stupid?" Buzureano couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, let me introduce you to them. This is Jane, this is Pegolia, this is Weiss, and this is Uber Kevin."
The four female elves originally lowered their heads. Every time Buzuliano read a name, the elf raised her head proudly. There was no need to say anything. Every year, the elves and druids paid tribute to those despicable people. The slave-catching team launched a bloody and brutal attack, but the slave-catching team kept killing and restraining them repeatedly. This can completely prove the temptation that elf women will have on mainland men. Without a market, the slave-catching team would have disappeared long ago. . Among the four elf women, except for Pegolia, who is very ordinary, the others can be described as stunning in the world. They are either beautiful or soft. With their well-fitting clothes and elegant temperament, most human women Children will pale in front of them.
An Fei nodded indifferently as a greeting. Manzhisli, who had been observing An Fei, changed his face a little. He thought that a young man as strong-blooded as An Fei would definitely show a ridiculous expression. Who knew? An Fei's eyes were so indifferent, as if he were looking at a few inconspicuous stones.
"An Fei, they will be your maids from now on." Buzuliano waved his hand: "Don't blame me for being nagging, you must protect them, you know?"
"I don't need a maid, I can do it myself..."
"An Fei, you are about to become an earl. It is understandable to have a few elf maids by your side." Thor said softly.
"this…"
"You seem to be very dissatisfied with them?" Manchusili frowned.
"You misunderstood, I'm just used to taking care of myself." An Fei said with a smile.
"I have made the decision for you." Thor shook his magic robe naturally: "Now I will take you to the palace. We have to discuss some things carefully."
"Please go first." Manzhisli turned sideways and said humbly.
Buzuliano smiled and patted An Fei's shoulder, and followed Sol with Manzhusli. The remaining four elves looked at each other. They didn't know whether they should follow Buzuliano or listen to An Fei. Order.
"Uncle Ernest, what does that man named Manzhisli do? Is he also a peak powerhouse?" Seeing that Sol and others had walked out, An Fei's eyes fell on Ernest.
Ernest remained silent. Buzuliano smiled and nodded to him. Even if he said hello, it didn't matter. After all, they had known each other for a while, but the man named Manzhusli turned a blind eye to him. His attitude was obviously unfriendly, but Ernest would not be easily affected by changes in the outside world. After hearing An Fei's question, he coughed lightly: "Druids have three kings, the Guardian Bear King Buzu." Rhiano, Reaper Wolf King Manchusili, Insight Eagle King Manshu, they are all great druids."
"Haha... The Holy City is getting more and more lively. Uncle Ernest, let's go too." An Fei said while glancing at the elves. "Yeah." Ernest responded.