"I remember Miss Flora said that they came back in the early hours of last night." Angel wondered if the mentor happened to come back last night. Is there any connection between this? And he also noticed one thing,
Since last night, the thunderclouds covering the entire Devil's Sea area have begun to subside in a large area, which may also be a point worth noting.
Angel typed all these thinking directions into words and recorded them on the holographic tablet. With his current status, it is difficult to prove these thoughts. He can only record them and wait for the day when he has enough strength to solve the puzzle. Angel retracted the lining of the Eye from the Sky and placed it close to his body as before.
——Perhaps the Eye will undergo unexpected changes after last night. Regardless of whether this change is good or bad, Angel must accept it. He cannot abandon the Eye for a potentially bad future.
So he can only carry it with him.
Regarding the light spot, Angel temporarily put him aside.
Seeing that the time had shifted to dusk, Angel had nothing to do after dinner. After reading a short section of the novel with his holographic tablet, he fell asleep.
The next day, when the sky was bright, a huge steam airship came from afar and parked near the hill. There were magic patterns flashing on the airship, which were exactly the same as the magic patterns on the robe of the black shadow servant.
A kind of hidden magic pattern.
The door cabin of the airship opened, and a gray-haired little old man stood at the door. At this time, two figures suddenly appeared beside him.
It's Sanders and Flora.
"Oh my, there are only 10 gifted people received this time? After we go back, 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 people in the cave.
situation.
"I'm not worried. Those people in the academy know that with our style, selecting talented people will inevitably lead to this result. They are just making a fuss to look good." Flora didn't care at all.
Tao.
Recruiting talented people is an inherent task of every wizard organization, but for the vast majority of 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, it will be a waste of time. Generally speaking,
Everyone pushed this kind of task around, and finally it was handed over to the wizard apprentice. When Sanders accepted this task, he shocked a lot of people.
At that time, the academic representatives of the Wallace family were firmly opposed to Sanders recruiting talented people, because with his character, Sanders would inevitably adopt the most extreme recruitment methods, such as the "nine-cabin blood fight."
There are very few talented people to begin with. After the consumption of the "nine-chamber bloody battle", how many students will be finally recruited?
These recruited students will eventually be assigned to their subordinates! For them, it is equivalent to free labor! If the students are small, the labor will be less! Naturally, they are not happy for Sanders to recruit talented people. p>
In fact, Sanders went out mainly to find Greia. As for recruiting talented people, it was a task that he took on. Seeing the opposition from Wallace and others, Flora remembered that Sanders only said one sentence at that time: "That's okay, I want to
Shouldn’t I leave this task to you?”
This sentence was comparable to a supreme weapon. All the wizards, whether they were fierce combatants or elegant academics, rejected them one after another and then dispersed. Even Wallace was embarrassed for a long time, and then
He ran away in despair, citing the inconvenience of his old legs.
Therefore, the final task of recruiting talented people fell on Sanders.
"Oh, my God! How strange! Ms. Flora didn't call them 'dissidents'. If Wallace were here, I would be very happy." The little gray-haired old man said with an exaggerated expression. p>
Flora spread her hands: "I can't help it. My dear mentor, this time he has accepted a disciple who looks like an academic. In order to get along happily in the future, the 'dissident' will let him go to hell."
Let’s go! By the way, I almost forgot to correct Mr. Nice’s mistake. This time we received not 10 talented people, but 8.”
Flora casually pointed in the direction of Angel's room: "That is Angel, the tutor's new student, who is not included in this selection." After finishing speaking, Flora pointed in another direction:
"The mixed-race children from other worlds over there are not included in this list."
The little old man, Nice, after listening to Flora's words, didn't care about the difference between the 10 and 8 people. Instead, he looked at the expressionless Sanders in disbelief. "Sir Sanders actually accepted a disciple? And he is still a disciple."
An academic?! It’s hard to believe, was I just dreaming?”
Sanders glanced at Nice, an indifferent look that made Nice instantly put aside his exaggeration and look trembling with fear.
"Don't waste time, let's get started." Sanders said.
Nice nodded sharply: "Ahem, now that the Savage has arrived at its destination, let's let this class of talented people board the cabin!"
……
Angel boarded the Savage with a group of talented people.
Perhaps it was too restrictive to be locked up in a tent these days. After boarding the boat, everyone spontaneously gathered on the deck of the Wilderness. Facing the biting cold wind at high altitude, they formed their own formations and enjoyed a rare moment of freedom.
It was the first time for almost everyone to see a steam airship, and they had different opinions as to why it could fly into the sky. Some said it was magic, some said it was alchemy, and some said it was a magic energy array. It was very noisy. p>
"I don't think so." Sailum said seriously, holding his beloved thick book.
"Then why do you think it flies?" Nausicaa asked casually while leaning on the railing of the deck, smoking her pipe. The cold wind blew her long hair, and the scales on her shoulders also
Rustling.
"I don't know, but my guess is that it may fly by some kind of linkage device like a clock." Sailum said.
Nausicaa: "What do you think? Angel?"
Angel replied noncommittally: "Maybe Salum is right."
But that's not entirely true. Steam airships do have a mechanical side, but if they want to maintain such stable and high-speed movement, they must also have a mysterious side, Angel thought to himself.
Nausicaa heard the perfunctoriness in Angel's words, but no one cared. Everyone gathered on the deck to enjoy the breeze. There was no preset purpose, and the topic was just a casual chat.
"Yawn -" Salum sneezed loudly: "The wind here is so strong, if it keeps blowing any more, you will get sick."
Looking at Salum who had runny nose, Nausicaa shook her head: "It seems that both you and Angel need more exercise."
Angel also felt very cold, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared when he heard Nausicaa's words.
Angel took out a handkerchief embroidered with the family's lion heart logo from his pocket and handed it to Salum: "Wipe it, the wind is indeed a bit strong, why don't we go back first."
Salum nodded. He wanted to go back to his room and read a book more than blowing the wind. Angel selfishly did not want to stay on the deck. Not to mention whether the wind was strong or not, just the omnipresent guidance from the talented people around him, no matter whether it was malicious or not.
, all made Angel uncomfortable.
"I'm not going back. It's a rare break. If I don't seize the time to enjoy it, it would be boring." Nausicaa said.
After Angel and Salum left, they shuttled through the mechanical-style corridor. In the past, the talented people recruited by the Savage Cave were several people in one room, but this time, except for Angel, the talented people recruited by Sanders had a total of
There are only 9 people. So there are a lot more rooms on the Savage, so one person has one room. Salum and Angel's rooms are on different floors, Angel is on the upper floor, and Salum is on the lower floor.
After saying goodbye to Salum in the stairwell, Angel saw a short black figure standing at the door of his room from a distance.
When I got closer, I saw it was a young demon falcon.
This young demon falcon has a golden beak, black feathers, and bloody eyes. It looks very beautiful. When Angel was about to figure out why it was standing at the door, he heard a familiar voice coming from the mouth of the demon falcon:
"Angel, this demon falcon is my alchemy pet. Follow it to my room."
The voice belonged to Sanders. Angel didn't know why his mentor was looking for him, but he didn't dare to neglect him at all. After putting Toby back in the room, Angel hurriedly left with the magic falcon.