Wind again?

Zhu Chu glanced at the roses climbing on the fence. The leaves were silent and motionless, not moving at all in the wind.

When she was in the dormitory in the morning, even though the windows were closed, there was still wind blowing in.

Considering the current situation, is there anything fishy?

Black magicians wouldn't be so rampant, right... Dare to directly enter the magic academy to rob people?

She roughly looked through the magic book that Delphina gave Zhu Chu today. It only recorded some basic magic spells and did not involve offensive magic, but there were many that could be used to trick people.

Zhu Chu clenched the scepter in his pocket, thinking that if that person wanted to force himself, he wouldn't mind giving him a small lesson.

Zhu Chu was alert to the movements around him and his steps gradually slowed down.

The corridor under the moonlight has a hazy feeling, and the long wall fires on both sides make a thin burning sound, which is ancient and mysterious.

The feeling of wind blowing became more obvious. In the slightly dim light, even the shadows under my feet seemed to be swaying slightly.

In a trance, something was pressed against her ear, with a light fragrance lingering, accompanied by a soft whisper: "Why are you so alert..."

Zhuchu was startled and turned around suddenly. The ancient scepter enlarged and was held in his hand. White light surrounded the emerald on the top, giving off a burst of dazzling light.

The entire corridor was completely illuminated, and Zhu Chu also managed to see the man's appearance.

The first thing that caught his eye was his dazzling blond hair, winding around his shoulders, and his pure white robe, which seemed to be as light as nothing, floating in the air with his movements.

Her face is almost exquisite and perfect, with a pair of pointed ears hidden under her long hair. She is fair and beautiful, with deep blue eyes and a soft smile, which looks divine and majestic.

It's actually an elf.

Zhuchu's mind wandered for a moment, and he felt that Delphine was right.

The elf is indeed very beautiful, the kind of beauty that has blurred gender. I think everyone will be amazed when they see it.

However, it is said that all elves have wings, but the elf in front of me seems to be suspended in the air on something, without spreading its beautiful wings.

Zhu Chu was a little regretful, but he actually forgot to move, and the scepter was still pointing straight at the beautiful elf in front of him.

There was a breeze surging around him, and Norvell quietly landed on the ground, placing his fingers on the top of the fist stick. The spread of power enveloped the white light group until it disappeared.

"It is very dangerous for a newly born magician to point his staff at others like this."

Zhuchu heard him sigh slightly.

The voice of the elves is also like fairy music, slow and slow, low and touching, as if it can cleanse people's souls.

Zhu Chu was a little depressed.

Danger is danger, but if you are following others so late at night, shouldn't you be prepared for danger?

As her thoughts flowed, the elf standing in front of her reached out and took off the corolla made of branches from her head, and gently placed it on her head.

The other party looked down at her and praised softly: "Very beautiful."

The elves advocate simplicity and nature. They are beautiful enough in themselves and do not need external decorations.

The crowns of the Elf Kings of all ages were woven from the branches of the Tree of Life. The green leaves on them will never wither, symbolizing vitality and vitality, as well as the supreme authority of the Elf Kings.
Chapter completed!