Macbeth was already familiar with Mephiles' attitude in speaking. Even if he was called "trash", he was not very angry. When faced with the suspicion that he deliberately let Mukoni go, he just asked lightly: "What else? The two of us can't beat each other.
That woman didn't know why, but she was only a first-level wizard, but she could use some means to break through and become a second-level wizard in a short time. Armstrong and I were no match for her. In other words, if the other party's spell hadn't made too much noise and attracted the rest of the people, Armstrong and I would be dead by now. "
"Is that so..." Mephiles narrowed her eyes and muttered to herself, "The troublemaker? The ability of a second-level wizard? Hmm..."
After a while, Mephiles looked at Macbeth and said seriously: "This matter should not be simple. The White Stone Tower needs to pay attention to it. There will be a meeting later. You and Armstrong should prepare and attend."
"Well, okay." Macbeth agreed with a shrug.
"Armstrong?" Mephiles looked at Armstrong and asked by name.
"That's okay with me," Armstrong responded.
"That's good." After Mephiles finished speaking, she turned around and walked away without any hesitation. She jumped into the air and turned into a white line and disappeared into the distance.
The other five wizards who arrived first asked about Macbeth and Armstrong's situation with concern, and after confirming that there were no major problems, they left one after another.
Finally Macbeth and Armstrong stood up and swayed away.
As they walked, Macbeth tilted his head and asked Armstrong, "What are you going to do now?"
"Go back and treat the injury." Armstrong replied.
Macbeth nodded and said nothing more.
Armstrong realized something, his eyes flashed slightly, he looked at Macbeth and asked in surprise: "Why, aren't you?"
"I don't know if the tavern in the west of the city is closed now. I want to go there again and eat some marmalade." Macbeth said without joking. "The situation was so dangerous just now. I almost lost my life. This makes me sad." I realized that it’s better to enjoy it while I’m alive. By the way, if you go or not, I can treat you.”
"..." Armstrong was speechless and said after a while, "It's so late, the pub should be closed, right?"
"It's possible." Macbeth didn't deny it, but suddenly his eyes flashed, "But now it's dawn, even if the door is closed, the door will be opened."
"Huh?" Armstrong was stunned, and saw the white fish belly emerging from the sky in the east, and said helplessly, "Okay, you go ahead. But, I... forget it, I'd better control the injury first."
"It's up to you." Macbeth shrugged and walked toward the west of the city in the dawn light without looking back.
Armstrong coughed lightly, spit out blood, looked at Macbeth's back and couldn't help but shook his head, and walked in another direction.
…
Laboratory, main laboratory.
It was dawn, and the sun shone through the window, shining on Richard's face.
Richard's eyelids twitched, he slowly opened his eyes, and then sat up. I carefully felt the state of my body and found that it was not bad. Although there were a lot of internal injuries, at least there was no danger of the internal environment collapsing. All that was left was to slowly recover.
The symptoms of severe laryngeal obstruction have also been eliminated, and breathing has become smoother. Richard reached out and pulled out the leather tube inserted in his neck. The glued wound was torn and blood was oozing out quickly. Richard didn't pay attention. The No. 1 ring on his finger was activated, and the magic pattern spell of "accelerating recovery" took effect. The blood quickly stopped and the wound healed quickly.
"Kakaka..."
Richard stretched his bones and stood up, preparing to examine his body in more detail. Suddenly noticing something, he turned his head suddenly and saw Pandora lying on the ground next to her, looking over with a pair of big eyes.
"Huh? You didn't sleep?" Richard raised his eyebrows and asked Pandora. Because the trachea had not fully recovered, gas leaked from the wound from time to time, making a strange sound.
Although Richard's voice was weird, Pandora still understood Richard's question, shook her head and replied: "I didn't sleep." After speaking, she stood up.
"Uh, is that so?" Richard responded casually without paying much attention, turned and walked away.
One step, two steps, three steps...
"Snapped!"
Richard suddenly stopped and realized something. He turned his head and looked at Pandora with burning eyes, and asked aloud: "You haven't slept? You haven't slept since I came back? Are you not sleepy?"
Pandora shook her head again: "I'm not sleepy."
"Uh-" Richard stopped talking and looked Pandora up and down, and found that Pandora did not appear to be sleepy again, but was almost the same as when she was in the forest before.
So... hibernation is over? The period of sleepiness and dormancy that lasted for more than half a year is over
Richard's eyes flashed, he looked at Pandora and asked seriously: "Have you felt any changes in your body?"
"Variety?"
"Yes, change." Richard asked, "Change in any aspect." In Richard's view, as a dragon, Pandora cannot sleep for no reason, and sleep for such a long time. The biggest possibility is that it is growing and increasing its strength. And what will this growth and this increased strength be
Pandora thought for a while and answered: "I have become stronger."
"Has your strength gotten stronger?" Richard raised his eyebrows, which was expected, and asked, "How much bigger?"
"It's big... maybe three or four bears."
Richard: "..."
What kind of statement is this? Is strength measured by bears
The power of one bear or the power of two bears? The power of Xiong Da, the power of Xiong Er
Richard shook his head, decided not to delve into the issue for the time being, and continued to ask: "Apart from strength? Are there any other changes?"
"This..." Pandora hesitated, tilted her head and thought for a long time, and finally frowned and said with some uncertainty, "I... have grown taller?"
"Have you grown taller? Have you?" Richard looked at Pandora's size and didn't quite believe it.
"I've really grown taller." Pandora said, her tone becoming more positive, she ran up to Richard and gestured with her hand to indicate the height of her head.
"I remembered before that my height was right up to you." Pandora pointed at a part of Richard's waist.
"Now, I'm here for you." Pandora moved her hand a little closer to Richard's waist and said in a high tone.
"Huh?" Pandora suddenly froze, her tone lowered, she frowned and looked at the position she was making, and said after a long time, "That's wrong... I'm obviously taller, why... compared with you, am I shorter?"
Richard: "..." Because I am also growing taller, okay? My body is only fifteen or sixteen years old!