"Hey, what are you running? Are you looking for something?" After quickly following Tang Yi, Nancy asked in confusion. Another layer of doubt also existed in Tang Yi's heart at this time.

According to his original personality, what shouldn't have been so impulsive?

From the moment he saw the life mage, he felt an extremely strange feeling in his heart, as if something had entered his mind. I remember that Furna once told him that as a demon-eating body, he would not be affected by any element or spiritual magic. But just now, there was indeed a certain force intervening in him, prompting him to seize the opportunity and capture the provocative magician in one fell swoop. Later, the amazing slash that he involuntarily swung with a knife and fork further confirmed the existence of this power.

He had been passing through two long streets before stopping. He looked around the gorgeous Lou Ting, staring at the pedestrians passing by the roadside, and sighed. Nancy caught up from behind: "You are so awesome, why do you still have to be so cowardly."

"That's not my strength." Shaking his head, Tang Yi said bluntly, "Who is there behind the scenes."

"Stop kidding..."

"Miss Nancy, you almost killed me just now." After interrupting her speech, Tang Yi said lightly, "It wouldn't have happened like that before. If it weren't for your nonsense... Is it necessary to provoke the fight that could be avoided?"

"What...you can deal with them easily? If a man is not strong enough, he will survive in this world!"

"After all, the majority of people who survive in the world without the strength you defined..." Tang Yi sighed, "Miss Nancy, although this may be ridiculous from my point of view, I have indeed seen such a sentence before: When strength itself becomes moral, strong will be defeated by stronger. In short, the strength of fighting with others is unreliable. Doesn't the situation just now clearly prove this? I have to go back, goodbye."

Without wanting to say more, Tang Yi turned around and left, Nancy's voice sounded behind her, but she finally didn't catch up:

"Strength itself becomes moral... Hey, what are you talking about? There is no matter what the hell is saying about the Kasumi Festival... Hey..."

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That night, I had a nightmare.

When I woke up in the morning, I felt cold sweat and forgot what I saw in my dream. Xiaoxue hugged him tightly, looking worried.

"It's fine."

He comforted Xiaoxue softly, and he got up to make breakfast. In the clear weather, the course of the Potion Class was as usual for self-study. Nancy, who was a pseudonym Connie, did not come here today. She sat around in the classroom for a while, and went to the library to find information.

It is said that it is a material, what Tang Yi can read is actually some pictures-based enlightenment books. The library of the aristocratic college is divided into four floors and covers a huge area. It was converted from an ancient castle hundreds of years ago. It is said that the collection of books is the first in the entire Atroca, including sheepskin, bamboo carved, stone slabs... All kinds of objects with the purpose of recording civilization are filled with thousands of huge bookshelfs. There were very few people here in the morning, and there were no one else in the area where Tang Yi was located. He sat down on a chair next to the window. The sunlight shone in through the huge colored screen glass, and countless tiny dust floated in the air, as if countless quiet little lives.

"The dwarf clan... uses the stone... to create the evil giant god weapon..."

I didn't know many words and it was a bit difficult to read. He recorded the incomprehensible words on the sheepskin manuscript he carried with me. After a while, the footsteps of "Puta" came from far away, and Christina's figure appeared between the scattered bookshelf.

"Ah, I know what you are here...what are you looking at?"

The little girl sat next to him, turned her head to look at the words recorded on his notebook, and then read them according to the words on the drawing notebook.

"The dwarf clan created the evil giant god weapon with the prayer stone, and then the giant god weapon destroyed the world... Well, look at it, the giant god weapon is so fierce, right..." She pointed to the picture of the giant god weapon in the picture book. The thing was a giant as high as a hill, with a square head, a huge eye on the head, and a surging light flow from the bloody mouth, with vicious fangs faintly. In any case, it cannot be associated with the cute image of the hairball.

"What is the Stone of Prayer?"

"It is said to be a kind of divine object. Some people speculate that it is a stone that collapsed from the sacred object of the Seven Days of Judgment in the Light God Palace. Some people speculate that it is the ultimate product of alchemy. By connecting the gods in a special way, they throw the unsolvable problems directly to the gods to complete. For example, when the dwarfs create giant god weapons, they also have unsolvable questions, so they use the power of the Prayer Stone... Well, I don't know what the principle of the Prayer Stone is. After connecting the gods, theoretically, any problem can be solved..."

Speaking of alchemy, the little girl held her chin and pondered. After a while, she shook her head and shook her head away from the question, and said to Tang Yi excitedly: "Ah, I heard about it."

"What?"

"You want to participate in the Kasumi Festival. That old woman Barbara bets with others that you will definitely get the first place in the performance. Now there are people outside who are betting on betting and winning or losing. Haha, I've also bet..."

Seeing Tang Yi's shocked expression, she raised her hand again, "Ah, I bought you to win. Although I don't want that old woman Barbara to win the bet, I can't help you. I thought about it for a long time before I decided to do it. Besides, Al, you are just a mask X, and you will definitely win, right? Well, I think about it... How much money can you make if you win... Oh, by the way, Al, mom asked you to go to my house if you have time in the afternoon."

Without thinking, once Tang Yi wins in the betting session, the odds will be surprisingly high. While Christina was calculating the bonus, she casually told Catherine's invitation. Tang Yi couldn't help but be stunned again: "Look for me?"

"Well, I told me this morning, let me tell you, my fifteenth birthday will be in a few days." Christina smiled sweetly, "It must be that my mother wants you to give me a gift quietly. You have to pretend you don't know."

"Are you fifteen years old?" Tang Yi looked at her in surprise. The little girl jumped out of her seat in a big blow, and took the lady's steps with her small breasts: "So? Do you have any objections?"

"Ha...what is there?" Tang Yi patted her head, "I will go there in the afternoon."

When I went to Christina's house, it was already around 3 o'clock in the afternoon. The warm spring sun was just the most pleasant scenery. Several gardeners were trimming flowers and plants in the courtyard. The small lake on one side of the courtyard was like a blue light. After knocking on the door to report the purpose, the white-haired butler led Tang Yi to the second floor of the villa.

"... As Mr. Stanley has come, the lady is now discussing some issues with him about alchemy and erudition. The lady has told her that once Mr. Rezaduk arrives, she can be seen immediately."

Turning up the stairs, Christina's yelling came from a room on the right side of the corridor. The old housekeeper led him to the left and stopped in front of a dark red door.

"Mrs. Rezaduk is here."

After a while, Catherine's calm and elegant voice came from the room: "Please come in."

The old butler opened the door and waited until Tang Yi entered it, and then stepped back and gently pulled it up. This was a room that seemed quite formulaic. A long table, bookshelves, leather chairs, coffee tables and small bar counters. The duchess, wearing a light gray dress and still covered with a veil, took out crystal-like crystal vessels behind the bar: "Sit down whatever you want, red wine, coffee or flower tea?"

"Tea, thank you."

I intuitively felt that the atmosphere today was a little wrong. The thick curtains swung slightly on one side of the room, and the sunlight blew out bright light screens from both sides, making the room look even more dim and solemn. The Duchess's attitude was still so elegant and calm, but Tang Yi felt an inexplicable sense of oppression. What she wanted to do...A little calmed down, he sat down next to the leather chair next to him and looked at the whole room casually. There was a small compartment on the inside, and the gray curtain faintly showed a figure sitting upright, recording something.

"The julan tea that has been transported from the East recently is fresh and concentrated. It seems to me that the fragrance is a little stronger, but some people say it is the fragrance of a gentleman, which should be suitable for you, Mr. Rezaduk." The movement skillfully rinsed the glass-like vessels, added fine petals, rinsed, precipitated, and cooked on a small stove. Every movement of the Duchess was as perfect as art. Tang Yi looked at the movement and said calmly: "Madam Catherine, you have been awarded too much. Al is not a nobleman, and I am afraid he can't be called a gentleman."

"But in my opinion, Mr. Rezaduk is more gentlemanly than any nobleman." After a faint smile, the room calmed down, and what was circulating in his ears was the rustling sound of not being able to distinguish between imagination or reality. The air flowed lightly and naturally. After a while, the noble Duchess of the noble temperament brought the cooked tea, and Tang Yi quickly stood up and took it. "Thank you." Fang Yi finished speaking, before he sat down, a word that was beyond Tang Yi's expectations had already spit out of the other party's mouth.

"It should be Catherine who said thank you... When strength itself becomes moral, strong will definitely be defeated by stronger... Mr. Mr.'s words are thought-provoking, and Katherine has gained a lot."

The air here stopped for a moment. Tang Yi looked up and turned around. After returning to the bar with elegant steps as usual, the veil covered all the fluctuations of appearance. The room returned to silence, and after a while, her voice rang again.

“When I was little, I dreamed of being a foodie and making all kinds of different drinks…”

With her elegant voice, the air in the room flowed again...

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Author's Yu: Well, I'm ready and let's go crazy.

Note: When strength becomes morality, strength will inevitably be defeated by stronger ones. From Haruki Murakami's "Kafka by the Sea", the original sentence is not the case. If you don't want to explain it, you can continue reading it if you are interested, and if you are not interested, just ignore it directly.
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