Fairy Tale Town is an extremely strange alliance of wizard organizations in the Southern Region. In other words, it is just a concept, formed by many wizard organizations willing to recognize this concept. In addition, because some wizard organizations are too weak, they join the wizard alliance in order to protect themselves under the surrounding of the great powers.
The wizard organization where Graya is located is called "Candy House in the Forest". The Candy House joined the Fairy Tale Town four hundred years ago, and is unique among the many organizations under the Fairy Tale Town. Because most of the food wizards in the entire Southern Region come from the Candy House.
The difficulty of the food wizards is one of the best in the entire mysterious side. The food wizards that have appeared on the southern region on the surface are only a few of ten fingers. And Graya is the best among these food wizards.
"Although Graya's combat power is not particularly strong, the weirdness of her magic is sometimes unwilling to provoke even the blood-side wizards known for their attack power." Flora finished speaking of Fairy Tale Town and talked about Graya again: "Anyway, she should be able to rank in the top ten in the list of wizards who don't want to be enemies."
"You can get the gold card from Barbie Restaurant and have formed a friendship with her. In the future, when you advance to a formal wizard, this favor may bring you beyond your imagination."
Flora's words are very utilitarian. But this is the world of wizards, and feelings are more useful than interests.
Sanders nodded slightly, and said a rare comment to Graya:
"She is a real wizard, and she deserves respect both as an opponent and as a friend."
The real...wizard? Angel murmured silently. He didn't understand what "real wizard" means. Are the others not real wizards?
Ingle's doubts, Sanders just smiled and did not explain the profound meaning of these words. The wizard's path needs to be walked by himself. If you point it out now, you will easily fall into a confused state.
But Sanders added:
"Go out of your own path and not be trapped by your predecessors. And you have been working tirelessly for decades. Even if your future is uncertain, it is a unique scenery. This kind of wizard is a real wizard." Sanders stroked his cane: "It's a pity that many wizards understand this truth and have always wanted to take this path, but their knowledge has not been accumulated in place and their understanding is worrying. As a result, there are fewer and fewer real wizards now."
Sanders stopped and did not extend the topic anymore. But because of his words, Angel took a path that truly belonged to him when he made his future decisions.
As the topic was discussed, Angel felt that the atmosphere was much more harmonious than the initial awkwardness. Under Flora's guidance, Angel also talked about his own affairs.
However, his life has always been three points and one line, so in summary, there are only three things: "study, eat, and sleep".
With such a boring life, Angel thought his newly recognized tutor would think he was bored.
With a nervous mood, Angel looked at Sanders.
Sanders still couldn't see any clues on his face, so he just put his cane on the table, crossed his legs, and said in a casual manner: "From your past life, you already have the attitude of wizards to specialize in research, but it's too gentle; it seems that you are more suitable to be an academic wizard."
When Angle heard Sanders' words, he was stunned.
In the contact just now, Angel already knew that Sanders and Flora both came from the Barbarian Caves. The Barbarian Caves are a large organization ranked among the top in the southern region. Black wizards account for the majority, and white wizards are very few, and basically belongs to the "dissident faction" of the Barbarian Caves. Most of the academic wizards mentioned by Sanders belong to the White wizards.
According to the wizard apprentice's impression, Sanders and Flora are both black wizards, but now Sanders has given him the label of "academic wizard"... Could it be that he is dissatisfied with him?
Thinking of the previous conversation between Flora and Moro, he looked down on the academic school in his words. Angel felt a little worried about gains and losses, and secretly scolded him for being too sensitive, but he couldn't help thinking too much.
Angel's psychological activities were all reflected on his face. After seeing this, Sanders glanced at Flora.
Flora smiled with understanding, then patted Angel on the shoulder: "Hehehehe, it seems that after returning to the organization, our relationship with the dissident will be improved by you!"
"You don't have to care about factional distinctions. Many times, what you do is in a single thought, whether white or black, or gray. It is not a standard for judging a person. The 'dissident faction' is just a nickname we have obtained privately. The image of wizards in the plane of the plane is bloody and cruel, and most of the people who go to station their planes are academic wizards, so they are not academic or good people. It depends on how you do it yourself. What kind of classifications are created by white wizards, black wizards, and these apprentices are completely inaccurate, so don't take it too seriously."
"I don't like the academy, it's just because some of the academy schools in our Barbaric Cave are completely double-faced, and it's not that I have any objections to such wizards."
After hearing Flora's words, Angel knew that his thoughts had been seen through again and couldn't help but blush.
Fortunately, Graya came from outside with a plate at this time, barely diverting everyone's attention.
The ceramic plate was covered with a delicate lid and placed gently in front of Angel, attracting everyone's attention. Behind Graya was the sousbeard and the sausage, and the two of them also held the plate in their hands. They placed the plate in front of Flora and Sanders.
"It's so delicate and furry-friendly. I don't have to put it in the storage tool anyway." Flora complained while lifting the lid.
A transparent crystal bottle with water droplets was ridden on the dining plate. The cap was made of straps and corks, and there was a faint magic pattern symbol shining across the cross section.
There is water in the bottle, and there is nothing in the water, but using true vision techniques, you can immediately find that the bottle is filled with a transparent worm swimming around happily.
This insect is a broken canfly.
"Little Brother Angel, please use it slowly." Graya threw a charming look, but with her figure, she made a charming gesture that made everyone unable to help but feel stomach acid.
Use it slowly? Do you want me to drink the water? Angel couldn't see the broken pieces of mayflies, so he could only shake the crystal bottle with doubt.
"There are broken pieces of mayflies inside. You can't use them for the time being, so you can collect them first." Sanders said: "After returning to the organization, you can also sell them in exchange for the supplies you need. But I don't recommend you sell them. The broken pieces of mayflies have unique effects. Once you become a wizard, it may be of great use."
Sanders seemed very sure that Angel could become a wizard. Graya looked at Angel with a strange color. Her guess was not confirmed, which made her feel itchy.
Graya ordered Tomoe to be on standby next to Angel, and she came to the kitchenware.
"Sanders, it's you now. Or is it a twisted protozoa?" Graya asked normally, but her eyebrows were lowered, making people unable to see what she was thinking.
Sanders curled the corners of his mouth.
Graya asked this question very normally, but after experiencing the Golden Cayenne Living Room, how could Sanders not know that Graya was actually secretly exploring Angel's talent from Sanders' answer through this question.
If Sanders answered "No," Graya would easily infer something. - In a short time, it changed the custom food that had been continuously customized for decades, so how can people not doubt it?
It is a question on the surface, but it is hidden in deep meaning.
Of course, Sanders knew that Grayya was just a talent for gossiping Angel, not really a sting.
But as a person who likes to see others itchy, how can he easily satisfy other people's gossip, especially since this person is already his student.
Sanders, who turned on the short-term protection mode, said with a faint look: "Of course."
Chapter completed!