"An Fei, what are you doing?" Ernest came out from behind the bushes and looked at An Fei curiously.
An Fei got a big pot from somewhere and built a simple stove with stones. The fire under the stove was burning brightly, but there was no water at all in the pot. It was all small gray-white stones. pieces, and An Fei was still holding an iron rod and kept stirring it in the pot.
"A little gadget." An Fei smiled and said, "Uncle Ernest, why didn't I see you yesterday? I went to your room to look for you several times, but you weren't there."
"Yesterday you asked the little girl to send me a letter. The letter said that you were in trouble. Trouble must be solved in time. There is no use in hiding. So I asked Chris Ding to find you. What happened? He can also protect you, and I have been following you secretly."
"What about tonight?"
"I walked around here a few times at night to see if there was anyone suspicious." Ernest smiled.
"Nothing found?"
Ernest shook his head: "I didn't even see a single shadow."
"Maybe... I'm too suspicious, haha." An Fei has decided to solve the problem on his own, and it's not like being protected by others all the time.
"No!" Ernest showed a half-smiling expression: "Remember at the Rose House Hotel?"
"Remember, that night was dangerous!"
"You told Thor before you went to bed that night that you felt something was wrong, right?"
"Well...yes, that day I felt..."
"You don't need to explain anything to me. There's no need. I believe you." Ernest smiled: "So after receiving your letter, I was very nervous. If there was no real trouble, you wouldn't go out of your way to tell me I asked for help.”
An Fei said nothing more. At this time, no matter what words of thanks he said, they seemed empty and hypocritical.
"An Fei, what do you use this for?" Ernest's eyes fell on the iron pot.
"We'll know when the time comes." An Fei smiled mysteriously and poured all the powder in the pot into a small iron pot that had been prepared.
"You kid..." Ernest smiled and shook his head: "Huh? An Fei, what are you doing picking those flowers?"
"I like the smell of this flower."
Ernest grabbed a handful of withered petals, brought them to his nose and smelled them: "Scent? Why can't I smell it?"
"Uncle Ernest, your nose doesn't work very well, does it?"
"Nonsense!" Ernest threw the petals aside: "You have this time to practice more magic, why are you still collecting petals everywhere like a little girl!"
"These petals are good for the human body!" An Fei rolled his eyes.
"The good thing is, you like the scent of flowers, why not buy some perfume!" Ernest stood up slowly: "Get up, let me see your... mountain gun again!"
"Uncle Ernest, I'm busy here, how about tomorrow?" An Fei smiled bitterly, then picked up all the petals thrown away by Ernest, placed them on the rocks, and crushed the petals with an iron rod. Press.
"Mysteriously, I think you are qualified to be an alchemist." Ernest sat down helplessly.
An Fei smiled, did not reply, and continued his work with full concentration.
"An Fei, starting from today, let someone take you to school. Don't worry, I will follow you in the dark."
"Chris Ding has agreed to pick me up." An Fei smiled.
"Yeah." Ernest nodded: "This kid Chris Ding is pretty good."
It wasn't until breakfast that Anfei's work came to an end, and he packed up all the things very carefully. However, Ernest still didn't figure out what the purpose of Anfei's doing these things. After testing it several times, But An Fei didn't say anything, and in the end Ernest didn't bother to ask anymore.
Under normal circumstances, Chris Ding meditates until late at night, so he gets up very late in the morning and rarely eats breakfast. However, he got up early today. He did not forget his promise to An Fei.
Before going out, An Fei and Ernest chatted a few words secretly, and then walked out of the house with Chris Ding. The journey was uneventful. He saw the gate of the Magic Academy in front of him, and An Fei couldn't help but feel a little sad. Disappointment: "Chris Ding, you should go back first. It seems that there will be nothing wrong today."
"Okay, be careful yourself." Chris Ding nodded.
At this moment, there was a sudden quarrel ahead. A woman with light green hair and a very graceful back and a tall man with a long sword on his waist began to yell and curse in the street.
No matter where they are, there is always no shortage of people watching the excitement. In a moment, a circle of people gathered around the man and woman.
"You bitch, are you going to come with me or not?"
"Go to hell, you trash! Leave me alone!"
"You fucking say that again?"
"So what!"
The man and woman were arguing fiercely, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense. The people watching the excitement were talking and laughing in low voices, either speculating on the cause, or talking about the woman's figure and appearance. Hanging up seems to be the life principle of most people in all dimensions. Finally, only a high-level swordsman with a very honest appearance walked into the scene and tried his best to persuade the man and woman.
An Fei and Chris Ding also mixed in with the crowd, but there was a small incident. After Chris Ding squeezed to the front, before he could stand still, An Fei pulled him around half a circle, just in the way. In front of a few female students from the Magic Academy, the female students rolled their eyes wildly at An Fei's back. The crowd had become dense now, and they couldn't change places even if they wanted to, so they had to stand on tiptoes to watch the fun.
The argument between the man and the woman became more and more intense. Unexpectedly, the woman who looked graceful and beautiful turned out to be very violent. After cursing, she drew her sword with her backhand and stabbed the man in the chest.
The man was very strong and his reaction speed was very fast. He took a step sideways in time and just avoided the woman's sword. Then he hit the woman hard on the back, or in other words, hard. 's pushed.
The woman's sword pierced the air. She couldn't control her body and continued to sprint forward. She was pushed in the back by the man again. She sprinted faster. Where the sword pointed, she was actually standing An Fei in front of the crowd.
For An Fei, who is on the verge of war, nothing is unexpected! Assassination and counter-assassination, tracking and counter-tracking, An Fei is very slippery in this area, and has extremely rich experience. When encountering any abnormal situation, he will immediately be alert and will never be careless. main idea.
While the woman was drawing her sword, An Fei's left hand had already grabbed the paper bag in his belt, and he threw the simple magic wand directly with his right hand, and then the paper bag was thrown out. In the eyes of others, the magic apprentice was frightened by the unexpected situation. Not only did he throw away the magic wand, he also threw away the gadgets he carried with him. He did not consider whether it could hurt anyone or whether it could hurt anyone. Not being able to save myself was a completely instinctive reaction.
The woman's sword edge was less than two meters away from An Fei's chest. At this moment, the fierce murderous intention appeared in her eyes, and the man drew his sword and followed the woman's side. The high-level swordsman who tried to stop the fight also revealed his true colors. , pounced on An Fei from the side. Obviously this is three insurances. If one makes a mistake, there will be another one, and if the next one fails, there will be a third one!
An Fei's small fireball, which he had practiced hard for a long time and could be fired both instantaneously and silently, finally showed its power. An Fei waved his hand and a small fireball quickly chased towards the paper bag in the air. Its speed was faster than that released by ordinary magic apprentices. The small fireball is much faster.
With a bang, the paper bag was shattered by the fireball, and the quicklime inside turned into a cloud of smoke, shrouding the three people rushing towards it.
An Fei's change of position was not random. The person standing behind him was a genuine female student from the Magic Academy. He didn't have to worry about attacks from the rear, and it was also upwind, which could ensure that quicklime would not fall on him.
The man and woman had no idea what An Fei was throwing. Seeing that An Fei's small fireball failed, they laughed at An Fei in their hearts. They continued to sprint forward without fear, and immediately let out shrill screams one after another. The high-level swordsman behind saw his companion screaming inexplicably, and hurriedly stabilized his body, took a few steps back, and nervously looked at the situation in front.
Chris Ding's reaction speed was much slower than An Fei's. At this time, he had just fired a preliminary lightning arrow and hit the woman who was rushing in front. The woman was rubbing her eyes desperately and couldn't do anything. He couldn't see it, and even forgot to protect himself with fighting spirit. He only felt numb all over and fell to the ground involuntarily. The man bumped forward like a blindfolded donkey and happened to stumble over the woman. There was a plop on his calf, and he also fell to the ground.
Chris Ding got a buffer and chanted a spell loudly. An Fei took out another paper bag from his arms, raised his hand and threw it at the high-level swordsman.
At this moment, the high-level swordsman had realized that his companion must have been injured by the 'dust' thrown by the other party. When he saw An Fei throwing another paper bag, there was also a junior magister-level man chanting a spell on the side. Knowing that this operation had failed, he still dared to stay where he was. He turned around and charged towards the crowd with his long sword.
The crowd exploded with a roar and fled in all directions, making way for the high-level swordsman. At this time, Chris Ding had finished reciting the spell. He waved his magic wand forward, and an arc of electricity fell from the air and struck straight at the high-level swordsman.
The high-level swordsman was very alert. He raised his hand and threw his sword into the air. The lightning hit the long sword, causing it to spin and hit the ground. Fortunately, no one was hurt.
In a normal duel, it is impossible for a samurai to throw his weapon, otherwise even if he escapes for a while, he will not be able to continue fighting, but he has already started to escape, so there is no need to worry too much.
Chris Ding gritted his teeth and prepared to cast magic again, but the high-level swordsman had already rushed into a shop and disappeared in a flash.
"Chase!" Chris shouted.
"No need." An Fei grabbed Chris Ding and said lightly.