"The princess of the Kingdom of the Moon fell from the sky. It seems that Mag-Alex's guess about the existence of the Moon People outside the Territory is correct. There are indeed people outside the Territory outside the Nolan Continent."
"The upper limit of the strength level of Nolan Continent is tenth level. Although there is a big gap between the top tenth level and the ordinary tenth level, they still haven't jumped out of the tenth level category. So have the people outside the territory found a way to break through the tenth level? Or is there any difference between their power system and Nolan Continent?"
"Barbara has become a seventh-level space magician at the age of fourteen, and her talent is stronger than that of Sally. Is it a genius, or is it created by the environment?"
Mag tucked the quilt for Amy, lying on the bed, frowning and thinking, looking for answers in Alex's memory.
As a time traveler, I have some sympathy for Barbara who is also a time traveler, but this will not be a reason for him to take the risk of leaving a middle school girl at home. The more important thing is actually Barbara, the princess of the Moon Kingdom identity of.
Whether there are people living on the moon is something that the people of Nolan mainland have always been curious about, just like the various conjectures and myths about the moon in ancient China.
And those who stood at the top of the entire continent's strength also turned their eyes to the outside world, wondering if there was a way to make their strength go further outside the thick layer of miasma.
Mag is not too concerned about whether there is an eleventh level above the tenth level. The most important thing for him now is to restore his strength as soon as possible.
But he must keep Barbara by his side. Once the news of her coming from outside the territory is known to those who are interested, it will be enough to make the group of top-level people who have always used the outside world as a breakthrough point go crazy. This is very passive for Mag .
Moreover, Mag felt that Barbara did have the potential to become an excellent employee, and she might be able to take over most of Yabei Mia's work in the near future.
As for character, training is McGonagall's forte. He never worries that he can't even train a fourteen-year-old girl well.
"Unruly little princess, at least it's better to be in the restaurant than wandering outside." Mag thought in her heart, shook her head with a smile, closed her eyes and began to sleep.
When Mag woke up in the middle of the night, he saw that the door of the opposite room was open, and the lights in the bathroom and the room were on. His face showed a bit of surprise, and he muttered, "Aren't you sleeping so late?"
Walking to the door of the room, Mag was about to ask, but suddenly stopped his voice.
It was already a bit chilly at midnight in autumn. In the brightly lit room, Barbara, who was wearing pink fish pajamas, was lying on the cushion in the corner of the room, curled up like a kitten, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her expression was pale. A little sickly pale, with a block under her head and a wooden horse by her lap.
Mag stood at the door for a long time.
He reached out to turn off the light, turned around, stopped again, and after a while, reached out to turn on the light again.
Walking into her room, she took a quilt and a soft pillow and came out. Mag slowly pulled out the long building block under Barbara's head, stuffed the soft pillow in, and then covered her with the soft quilt.
"Hmm." Barbara snorted comfortably, slowly loosened her frowning brows, buried her head in the soft pillow, hugged the warm quilt with her released hands, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Too soft-hearted is also a kind of disease." Mag sighed, shook his head with a smile, turned and walked towards the door, turned off the lights, and gently closed the door.
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The first ray of sunlight in the morning fell on the signboard of Dailan Fabric Store.
A luxurious carriage stopped at the entrance of the store. Gloria got out of the carriage with her skirt in her hand. Her face looked a little tired, but her eyes were piercing.
"Miss, after a night of work by several master tailors, the first dress made according to your size has been completed. Do you want to try it?" Mars opened the door and came out. The hair on the back was a little greasy and messy, the stubble under the chin had grown a little, and the dark circles under the eyes were quite serious. It looked like he hadn't slept for a few days, but he looked at Gloria with excitement.
"Thank you, I'll try it now." Gloria also had a surprised smile on her face, and quickly followed Mars into the store.
In the fabric shop, two tailors were arranging a hanging dark blue dress, and two young men had fallen asleep on the chairs beside them.
A female clerk who got up early and came to the store was yawning. When she saw Gloria coming in from the door, she quickly stood up straight.
"Andre, Master Blanche, you have worked hard." Gloria nodded slightly to the two tailors as soon as she entered the door.
"Miss Gloria, you are welcome. We have made this skirt according to the drawings you gave, please check if you are satisfied." Wearing a long black robe, Ann held a long wooden ruler in her hand. Andre returned the salute.
Blanche on the side also looked expectantly at Gloria and the dress in front of her.
Needless to say, as soon as they entered the door, Gloria's eyes were already attracted by the dress hanging in the middle of the fabric shop.
The light blue backless dress is dotted with sparkling gem flakes, and the fishtail-like tightened skirt looks very slender, hanging there, it seems to be shining, gorgeous and elegant.
"What a beautiful dress!" Gloria couldn't help breathing quickly. She had imagined what this dress would look like many times in the past few days, but when the dress was actually placed in front of her, It still surprised her.
She likes skirts, especially after her appearance is restored, she will put on a new skirt almost every day, and wants to wear all the skirts that she could only look at before.
And this dress was the most beautiful dress she had ever seen.
"The designer of this skirt is a genius. Whether it is the overall design of the skirt or the handling of various details, he has shown his genius ideas for skirt design. I never thought that after hanging so many gem pieces on the skirt , the resulting effect is not vulgar, but elegant, incredible." Andre said with some emotion.
"Yeah, I've made clothes for decades, and the skirt is the most proud thing I've ever made, but this dress is the most perfect and beautiful dress I've ever participated in making." Blanche looked at it with burning eyes. Wearing a gown, she made no secret of her admiration.
"He is indeed a genius." With a smile on Gloria's face, she walked towards the fitting room behind and said, "Put me in this dress."
"Yes!" The clerk responded quickly, and carefully walked towards the fitting room with the dress in his hands.