"I remember that Miss Flora said that they came back in the early hours of last night." Angel pondered, the tutor happened to return last night, could there be any connection between them? And he also noticed one thing, since last night, the thunderclouds covering the entire Devil Sea began to recede in a large area, which may also be a point worth noting.
Angel recorded these thinking directions in words and recorded them on the holographic tablet. In his current capacity, it is difficult to corroborate these ideas, and he can only record them and wait for the day when he has enough strength to solve the mystery.
Angel retracted the outer eye to the inner lining and placed it close to the body as before.
—Perhaps unexpected changes will occur in the Eyes Beyond the Sky after last night. Whether this change is good or bad, Angel must also accept it. He can't throw away the Eye of the Sky for a possibly bad future, so he can only carry it with him.
As for the blip, Angel temporarily put him aside.
Seeing that the time had shifted to dusk, and after dinner, Angel had nothing to do. After holding the holographic tablet for a short period, he fell asleep.
The next day, when the sky was bright, a huge steam airship came from afar and moored near a small hill. There is a hidden magic pattern on the airship, which is exactly the same as the magic pattern on the burqa of the black shadow servant, and it is also a hidden magic pattern.
The door of the airship opened, and a little gray-haired old man stood at the door. At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared beside him.
It was Sanders and Flora.
"Oh, only 10 talented people have been received this time? After returning, the Wallace family will definitely make trouble again." The little old man closed his eyes for a moment, and seemed to be able to see all the objects in the burrow. situation.
"I'm not worried. The academy group of people, knowing that with our style, the selection of talented people will inevitably lead to this result. The trouble is just to look good on the face." Flora didn't care. road.
Recruiting talented people is an inherent task of every wizarding organization, but for most wizards, this task is a hot potato. If you don't do this task, there will be no source of students; if you do this task, you will waste time. Generally speaking, this kind of task is pushed back and forth, and in the end, it is handed over to the wizard apprentice. At first, Sanders took over this task, but he was shocked by a large number of people's eyes.
At that time, the academic representatives of Wallace's family were firmly opposed to Sanders recruiting talented people, because Sanders' character would inevitably adopt the most extreme recruiting methods, such as "nine cabin blood fights". There are very few talented people. After the consumption of the "nine cabin blood battle", how many students can be recruited in the end
These recruited students will eventually be assigned to their subordinates! For them, it is equivalent to free white labor! Fewer students, fewer white workers! Naturally, they were not happy for Sanders to recruit talent.
In fact, Sanders went out mainly to find Greya. As for recruiting talented people, it was a task that was easily taken over. Seeing Wallace's opposition, Flora remembered that Sanders only said one sentence at the time: "That's fine, why don't you leave this task to you?"
This sentence is comparable to the supreme killer. All the wizards, whether they were the fierce combat faction or the refined academic faction, rejected them one after another, and then dispersed as birds and beasts. Even Wallace was embarrassed for a long time, and then ran away sullenly, citing the inconvenience of his old legs.
Therefore, in the end, the task of recruiting talents still falls on Sanders.
"Oh, my God! It's so strange! Ms. Flora didn't even call them 'dissidents'. If Wallace was here, I would be very happy to come." The gray-haired old man said with an exaggerated expression.
Flora spread her hands: "I can't help it, who is my dear mentor, this time I have an apprentice who looks like an academic school. In order to get along happily in the future, the 'dissident' will let him go to hell Go! By the way, I almost forgot to correct Mr. Nice's mistake, this time we received not 10 talents, but 8 talents."
Flora pointed in the direction of Angel's room: "That is Angel's new student, who is not in this selection." After speaking, Flora pointed in another direction: "The otherworldly hybrids over there are not included in this list."
The little old man, Nice, after listening to Flora's words, he didn't care about the difference between the 10 and the 8, but looked at the expressionless Sanders in disbelief. "Lord Sanders has taken an apprentice? And he's still an academic?! It's hard to believe, was I just dreaming?"
Sanders glanced at Ness, a flat and unwavering glance, but made Ness instantly put away his exaggeration, with a trembling look on his face.
"Don't waste time, let's get started," Sanders said.
Nis nodded sharply: "Cough, since the Wilderness has arrived at its destination, let's let this year's talents board the cabin!"
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Angel boarded the Wilderness with a group of talented people.
Perhaps it was because they were too restrained in the tent these days. After boarding the boat, everyone spontaneously gathered on the deck of the Wilderness. Facing the cold wind at high altitude, they formed their own formations and enjoyed a rare moment of freedom.
Almost everyone sees a steam airship for the first time, and there are different opinions on why it can fly into the sky. Some people say it's magic, some people say it's alchemy, and some people say it's magic energy array.
"I don't think so." Sairum said solemnly, holding his beloved thick book.
"Then why do you think it would fly?" Nausicaa casually asked while leaning against the parapet on the deck, smoking a bong. The cold wind blew her long hair, and the scales on her shoulders rustled.
"I don't know, but I guess that it may be flying by some kind of linkage like a clock." Sairum said.
Nausicaa: "What do you think? Angel?"
Angel replied noncommittally: "Maybe what Sairum said is right."
But not quite. Steam airships do have a mechanical side, but if they want to maintain such a stable and high-speed movement, they must also have a mysterious side, Angel thought.
Nausicaa heard the perfunctory in Angel's words, but no one would care. Everyone gathered on the deck to blow air. There was no preset purpose, and the topic was just casual chat.
"Yawn—" Sairum sneezed heavily: "The wind here is so strong, and it will make you sick if it blows further."
Looking at Sairum whose nose had fallen, Nausicaa shook her head: "It seems that you and Angel need to exercise more."
Angel also felt very cold, and when he heard Nausicaa's words, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Angel took out a handkerchief embroidered with the family's lion heart logo from his pocket and handed it to Sairum: "Wipe it, the wind is indeed a bit strong, or let's go back first."
Sairum nodded, preferring to go back to his room to read a book than to blow the wind. Angel didn't want to stay on the deck selfishly, not to mention the issue of whether the wind was too big, just the omnipresent guidance of the surrounding talents, whether malicious or not, made Angel uncomfortable.
"I don't want to go back. It's rare to let it out once. If you don't take the time to enjoy it, it will be boring." Nausicaa said.
After Angel and Sairum left, they shuttled through the mechanical-style corridor. In the past, the talents recruited by the Savage Cave were several people in one room, but this time, there were only 9 talents recruited by Sanders except Angel. Therefore, there are many more rooms on the Savage, so one room per person. Sairum and Angel's rooms are on different floors, Angel is on the upper floor, and Sairum is on the lower floor.
After saying goodbye to Sairum in the stairwell, Angel saw a short shadow standing at the door of his room from a distance.
When I got closer, it turned out to be a young magic falcon.
This young magic falcon is a golden beak with black feathers and blood eyes, and it looks very beautiful. Angel was just about to study why it was standing at the door when he heard a familiar voice from the falcon's mouth:
"Angol, this falcon is my alchemy pet, you follow it to my room."
The voice belonged to Sanders. Angel didn't know what the mentor was looking for him, but he didn't dare to neglect him at all. After putting Toby back in the room, Angel hurried away with the magic falcon.