Chapter 250

This situation and this situation just seemed to echo that sentence... When it was done, he brushed off his clothes and went away, hiding his merit and fame.

Ai passed by the old man and glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

"Yo! Hugh Tucker, so you are here."

"Huh? Ash?"

Shutarke looked surprised, "Didn't you go to take that exam with Fearon and the others?"

"Oh my, I was eliminated. What a pity."

He obviously said regrettable words, but the expression on Ai's face didn't seem like that at all.

"Uh...that's it."

"Hmm, it seems that what you said back then has come true. A useless magician like me who only knows how to beat with a staff and has never used magic really can't pass such a difficult test."

"Why... why do you still remember?! And... how could I be so exaggerated? !!"

The scene where Ash killed the jewel insect mother before is still vivid in his mind. Now how can Hugh Talk dare to say that Ash can't use magic?

Isn't that the old birthday girl hanging himself - are you tired of living a crooked life?

He wished he could travel back in time and give himself a few big mouths for saying those kinds of things, making him lose control of his mouth day by day.

Originally, he had been worried all day long about being retaliated for accidentally calling Frilian a "stinky old woman" not long ago, but now he had provoked an elf even scarier than Frilian.

Houtalk had never felt so uncertain about his future.

Speaking of which...it's true that elves are very good at holding grudges.

After teasing Shutarke, Ai felt that she was in a good mood.

It's a very satisfying thing to make Hugh Tucker cry for no reason.

"Speaking of which, who was that old man just now?"

Ji tilted his head and looked into the depths of the forest, where the old man disappeared just now, "Is he also an acquaintance of yours? By the way, how long have you been in this city? Why do you feel that you have too many acquaintances?"

"I don't know. When I was practicing seriously, that person came over and talked to me out of nowhere."

Shutarke didn't know what kind of expression to show.

At the same time, Shutarke was still secretly thinking.

‘Although I don’t know how long Qi lived...but it must have been hundreds of years, right? It feels so weird to call someone old. ’

"Are you slandering me in your heart?"

"No!"

Shutark tried to cover up his guilt by yelling, but how could this poor concealment method fool [Fairy Eyes]?

…Good, now I need an excuse to legally beat up Hugh Tucker.

While maintaining a kind smile on his face, Ai tried hard to think of a reasonable and legal excuse for beating Shutarke next.

So...

"The old man reminded me just now, Hugh Tucker, it seems that no one taught you how to fight during the journey, right?"

Ai said with a malicious smile, "Feilon has been studying with Fulian during the trip. What about you? Except for studying with Grandpa Folu for a few days, it seems that you have been practicing on your own, right?"

Grandpa Folu in the mouth is a dwarf who is close to 400 years old. He is considered to be very long-lived among the dwarves with an average life span of 300 years. He has been guarding the gate of the village because of an agreement with his deceased wife.

Grandpa Folu can be regarded as one of the few old friends of Florian who is still alive.

Since he was also a warrior, Grandpa Freu taught Hugh Tark for a few days.

Although Ai was smiling, Shutark's right eyelid was twitching non-stop, and his warrior intuition gave him an inexplicable shuddering feeling as if a ferocious wild boar was staring at his back.

"Although I am a magician, I happen to know some melee combat skills... otherwise."

He raised his hand and put it on Hugh Tucker's shoulder. Under Hugh Tucker's frightened gaze, Ash's beautiful eyes curved like crescent moons.

"Shall we two spar? Although I don't know much about axes and only have a little knowledge of swordsmanship... But I believe that with your talent, you can definitely learn a lot from sparring with me. Something short of something.”

Hugh Tucker didn't understand very much.

How did the slender hand on his shoulder make him unable to move?

Summoning all the strength in his body, Shutarke made the last effort.

"Well...can I refuse?"

"What do you think?"

Well, the last glimmer of hope is gone.

"Don't cry, you man. Why are you crying? If others see this, they might misunderstand me as abusing you... Give me a smile."

Then, under the pressure of Ai, Shutarke forced out a smile that was uglier than crying... and at the same time, the tears still fell down.

Hugh Talk was very strong. When he and Fulian first met, Hugh Talk was able to kill a red mirror dragon with one axe.

Even if he is facing a demon general, Hugh Talk must be able to fight.

However, facing Xie, who possesses sword skills at the level of God's Domain, Shutarke can only be beaten.

The good news is that Ash only beat Shutarke once and didn't beat him to bruises and then use magic to heal him and then beat him again and heal him again.

Although Ai also likes to "dip his fists with iodine and disinfect them at the same time", that is too cruel for Shoetark, and it would be bad if it creates a psychological shadow on the child.

The character design that Ai designed for herself is "a gentle, strong and reliable caring big sister". It would be bad if it was OOC.

448

Chapter 448: Precious memories retained in precious things.

That was what happened when Ash first joined Team Frilian.

I remember, it was an evening, and the stars were as bright as pearls falling into the sea.

Dinner was a few fish caught by Hugh Tucker in a nearby pond. Except for the fact that the fish had more bones, it was generally good. At least it tasted better than the dry and hard bread he brought with him. .

Although Ai doesn't like greasy meat, she is not so arrogant that she won't let others eat it because she knows that Hugh Tucker and Fearon are still growing up.

Houtalk stewed a pot of fish soup with the fish he caught, while under a tree not far away, Fearon was carefully wiping his staff, concentrating on it and not squinting.

With those gentle movements, anyone could tell that the staff must be a very important thing to Fearon.

Suddenly, a voice brought Fearon out of his state of concentration.

"Phelan."

Fearon raised his head in confusion, and the moment his eyes caught the flying object, he subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

What fell into his hands was an apple.

"...Master Qi, we will eat soon."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just an apple, it's not in the way."

From this angle of Philon, you can see the interior of Ash's white piece, with blue and gold drawing a mysterious and deep starry sky pattern.

"I'm very happy."

"Um?"

Facing Fei Lun's slightly confused eyes, Ai's eyes were as gentle as lake water, "The staff I made was handed over to an owner who loved it very much."

The staff in Feilun's hand was made by Haita at his request, and was later given to Feilun by Haita.

Fearon looked down at the staff, immersed in memories and lost his mind.

Meaning is usually given by people.

Value is often given by memory.

Treasured things always contain the memories of the people they cherish.

Ai walked to Fei Lun's side, squatted down, and spoke in a voice as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on his face.

"What did you think of? Can you tell me about it?"

Feilun was silent for a moment and continued to maintain the staff.

At the same time, she also fell into memories.

"Lord Haita saved my life."

"When I was about to commit suicide, Lord Haita told me, 'It would be a waste to die now.'"

"Lord Haita said he didn't understand why he was the one who survived and not the brave Lord Simmel... If Lord Simmel was still alive, he would definitely be able to save more people."

Quiet, fainting in the forest.

The sound of burning wood from a nearby fire became clear.

"Then what?"

The smile on Qi's face was still gentle, "What did Haita say then?"

"...Lord Haita said that one day he suddenly noticed that if he died like this, then the courage, will or friendship he learned from Lord Simmel, and even those important memories would all be gone from this world. Disappeared."

"'If you also have important memories, I think it would be a waste to die like this'... This is what he told me."

After a pause, Feilun whispered with an inexplicable expression: "Now, I am beginning to become afraid of death... because I am afraid that my memories with Master Haita will disappear from this world with me... Then It is my most precious and important treasure.”

Since joining the team, Ai has often seen Feilun taking good care of the staff.

While maintaining this staff, Fearon was also recalling the important time he had experienced with Haita.

"Before Lord Frilian arrived, Lord Haita had been worried about me... Worried that I would not be able to take care of myself after he passed away... Lord Haita had been afraid of leaving me to die alone."

"My feelings towards magic are actually average. I have neither likes nor dislikes. As long as I can make Lord Haita trust me, and as long as I can live well even if I am alone, then it doesn't matter even if it is not magic... …I hope Master Haita will not regret saving me.”

Stopping what he was doing, Fearon raised the maintained staff, his eyes shining with an inexplicable light under the light of the fire not far away.

"Lord Fulilian told me that the end of this journey is the Kingdom of Heaven, which is the place where souls sleep... In other words, I hope to see Lord Haita there again."

"I hope that I can take this staff that Master Haita gave me, stand in front of him with my head held high, and tell him... that I am living well, and that I have more and more precious things than I did then. Memories.”

…

The second round of assessment for the first magician has also ended.

The traps in the scattered king's tomb can only be said to be average, with nothing outstanding. The reason why no adventurer who has entered the maze from ancient times to the present has come back alive is the water mirror demon located in the deepest part of the maze.

The Water Mirror Demon is a monster from the mythical age. Although it does not have the ability to attack, it can read the memories and other information of people who enter the maze, and then create copies with the same abilities as the original body.

The most difficult things to deal with at that time were the clones of Fulilian and the examiner Zanze, especially the clone of Fulilian, which stopped all the candidates at the door. Fumokai".

"Fortunately, Jian didn't come in with us... If the Water Mirror Demon can even make a copy of Jian, then we'll all be in danger."

On the way back, Fulilian and Philen had a conversation.

"Indeed, if the copy of Master Jian also has the same strength as the one that defeated the Gem Worm Mother before, I'm afraid we will have to smash the bottle of the golem..."

"It's useless, even if there is the protection of the golem, it's useless. If the Water Mirror Demon can really make Jian's strength 100%... No, even if it can reproduce 70% or 80%, the golem can't protect us. Philen, you don't really think that the previous battle between Jian and the Gem Worm Mother showed her full strength, right? She hasn't taken it seriously yet."

"...Really?"

"Well...How should I tell you...Do you know Mirror Rain Lake?"

"I know a little...It is said that the seven More than ten years ago, a huge lake suddenly appeared overnight. Many people said that it was a miracle performed by the goddess. The goddess came to the mortal world to guide the brave Xin Meier and others who were passing by the vicinity at that time... So, why do you suddenly say this? "

"Because it was not a miracle of the goddess, but a good thing done by Jian... At that time, we encountered a large monster that looked a bit like a caterpillar, and then Jian released a powerful magic after a piercing scream... That's how the lake was formed."

"? ? ? "

Jian was very puzzled... Because since Feilun came back, he has been staring at her with very strange eyes.

Jian thought that there were rice grains on his face when he was eating and he didn't notice it, and he also took a look at it privately with a water mirror.

There is no news about the third round of exams yet. Because of Fulilian's appearance, many candidates who could not pass the second round of exams passed, which is the so-called "being led by the boss".

It can be expected that the examiners will have a headache about the content of the third round of exams, because if it is the same as before, many qualified candidates in the second round will die in the third round of exams, which is unacceptable to the Magic Association. Even the second-level and third-level magicians are talents valued by the Magic Association.

There are a total of 2,000 magicians in the Magic Association, of which there are nearly 600 magicians above level 5, and there are definitely fewer above level 3. These are scarce talents. Although the sudden death of magicians is common in this turbulent era, the Association certainly hopes to prevent meaningless sacrifices.

However, those have nothing to do with Jian, because she is already a failed student.

She plans to walk around the city today, see everything wherever she goes, and making plans and arrangements will make her feel constrained.

Anyway, even if she makes a good plan, it will definitely be completely messed up by some unexpected disasters and uncontrollable factors. It is better not to make any plans from the beginning.