Yiluosi said thoughtfully: "You guys know each other, hahaha. It's really embarrassing to lose to you. I thought I could get you to buy a ticket smoothly. Well, this is really a failure."
Performance."
Hey hey hey, is it really okay to just express your inner feelings like this? Mr. Magician... Su Ge complained in his heart, looked at Angdu, and said:
"It's just that I didn't expect that you actually know Mr. Ondu."
"A misunderstanding." The expression on Angdu's face was cold, and he turned to look at Yi Luvos, "Why, are you still studying the magic of turning into a pigeon?"
"No, this time it was a card trick, it just failed."
"Oh, that's really a pity."
Su Ge heard the smell of gunpowder from the conversation between the two, so he took a half step back and stood behind Angdu without saying a word.
"If there's nothing important, we'll leave." Angdu looked at the carriage on the roadside, "I hope your performance goes well."
"Wait a minute," Yiluworth called.
Su Ge, who had turned around to leave, turned his head and said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, I won't join you."
"That's not the case," Yiluosi waved his hand, "You are very powerful, especially at playing cards. You are one of the only ones who can beat me."
"I will be performing at Azure Plaza during the next period of time. If you have time, remember to come and play with me."
"Don't forget, you can win a game against me."
Su Ge nodded, said nothing more, and left with Angdu.
It wasn't until the two of them left that Yiluosi looked away, picked up the card that Su Ge had drawn on the table, and turned it over.
"Twisting vortex."
"He really got picked. What a pity. I almost gave away a ticket."
Yiluosi stared at the direction the two left and laughed.
"I don't see anything special about him, nor does he emit spiritual fluctuations when using extraordinary abilities. It's just a simple technique, is it so powerful?"
"Well, it's very fatal..."
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Su Ge followed Angdu all the way to Lilac Street.
Su Ge was very familiar with Angdu's behavior. Seeing Angdu's performance just now, he already had an idea in his mind and asked:
"Mr. Angdu, does that person just now have a problem?"
"It doesn't look like it, but that doesn't necessarily mean it doesn't exist." Angdu sighed, "You didn't show any flaws just now."
Su Ge knew what Ondu meant by his question, nodded and affirmed: "No, I just moved my hands a little faster. Any skilled magician can do it without using any extraordinary abilities."
"Maybe it's because the person just now didn't expect it, so he seemed particularly surprised."
Angdu nodded, "That's good. Although it won't be a big problem even if you are recognized, it's always right to be cautious."
"How was the promotion process? Is it going smoothly?"
"It went very smoothly. With the help of Miss Cecia, everything went smoothly. Now I am a ninth-level 'Star Prayer'." Su Ge said happily.
"Do you have any extraordinary abilities that you can actively use?"
Su Ge nodded, the joy from his heart was beyond words.
"When training with Archbishop Oghaima, you can ask him to help you arrange special extraordinary ability training to speed up familiarity and understanding."
"There is no way. This is the problem that all extraordinary people have to face. Once the promotion is successful, everything must be done from scratch. The experience of the previous level will not have any effect."
Su Ge nodded silently, and after preparing to go back, he first tried pointing a candle at the starry sky to get the feeling of a "star prayer".
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The capital of the Griffin Kingdom, Faerûn.
The origin of the name Faerûn can be traced back to the middle of the Fifth Age.
At that time, the eastern part of the Northern Continent was still in the smoke and flames of war, and was finally unified by the Kaimos family who believed in the giant earth god.
After the war, King Kaimos I unified the monetary measurement in the eastern part of the Northern Continent and rebuilt the new capital. Because the shape of the land resembled a griffon, the capital in the center was named Firenzehat, or Firen for short.
.
It means the heart of the gryphon.
It symbolizes the determination to bravely face all dangers.
Although all kinds of things happened later and Kaimos moved as a whole to the Dilka Peninsula in the northeast, the name Faerûn still remained.
West 2nd District, No. 3 Virgil Street.
In a classroom at the prestigious Griffin Royal Medical College, Mistongue is writing furiously.
"Dear Sugar, long time no see."
"Speaking of which, my studies haven't been going well since I came back from York. I messed up the minor surgeries in two consecutive experimental classes. I don't know if Professor Coote will give me the final experimental qualification if this continues.
, which troubles me a little.”
"What's even more unfortunate is that my dad seemed to have heard about my performance in school through his own channels and told me at a family dinner that if I couldn't become a doctor, well, he didn't say no.
Such hurtful words about relationship, but I can tell that he is indeed very disappointed in me."
"If only there was a magic potion that could make me a doctor, I would drink it without hesitation."
"By the way, although I don't think you are interested in this, this is the only rumor I can share with you."
"I heard that recently there will be diplomatic envoys coming to Faerûn from Mogorian. From Griffin's side, Count Krypt, one of the five nobles, will be sent to receive them. It is said that the diplomatic banquet will be held at Gormlin Palace.
Held, I don’t know what kind of dishes will be available then, I’m a little curious.”
"Although I can't participate, I'm looking forward to it."
"That's all for now. I look forward to your reply."
Mistonge quickly scanned the letter, nodded with satisfaction, and put it in his backpack.
It's getting very late.
Mistongo walked through the garden in the school and walked towards the exit of the medical school.
Those flowers that look pleasing to the eye during the day, I don’t know why, but they look a bit scary in the middle of the night, with teeth and claws showing, as if something is hiding in the dark and peeking out, which makes people scared.
Although Faerun is inland, there are two huge rivers, Flim and Rivers, that run through the entire city, so in such late nights, there will still be mist near the river.
Mistongo finally passed through the garden and came to the guard room at the door. He nodded to the people sitting inside and greeted politely:
"Ms. Mayolu, good evening."
"Hello, Xiaomi, today is also a day full of energy."
The person who spoke was a woman. She had dark red eyes, a tall nose and deep eye sockets. There was no doubt that she must have had many suitors when she was young.
Nowadays, her skin has begun to relax and wrinkles have begun to increase. Time has left indelible marks on the corners of her eyes and cheeks, but it is difficult to judge her age from her face.
In this medical school where students make up the majority, she also wears clothes that young people like to wear, such as long lace skirts, waist-cinching dresses, and high-heeled shoes decorated with pearls, which are all her favorites.
It's just that these youthful clothes are inevitably a bit inconsistent when she wears them, and the visual effect is not flattering.
Fortunately, she only appears in the evening and leaves before dawn after being on duty all night, so not many people notice her.
Mistongue is an exception.
Thinking back carefully, Mistongo didn't know how he met Ms. Mayolu. It seemed that they had known each other since he came to the medical school.
Although some creepy rumors about the Midnight Watch are occasionally spread among students, Mistongo doesn't care much because he can be said to be the person who has the most contact with Mayo Road in the entire medical school.
Know the truest side of Mayo Road.
Usually he would choose to be the last one to leave. On the way home, only when passing by Mayo Road, the other party would chat with him for a few words and talk about what happened during the day.
It can be said that it was with Mayolu's company that he was able to reach this point.
"Ms. Meolo, your pearl necklace looks really nice."
"Yes, yes, Xiaomi has really good taste. This is a necklace that I collected one by one and strung together myself."
"Speaking of which, it's time for you to graduate, Xiaomi Si, right? Alas, there will be no one to chat with me in the days to come."
Mistonge looked sad and said, "I guess I will have to stay for a while. My research project is not going very well."
Mayolu applied lipstick to himself and said to Mistonge who was leaning aside: "Actually, you should do something you like, such as singing or cooking."
"Believe me, everyone who has heard you sing will be surprised by your voice, and everyone who has tasted your cooking will lament that the world is missing an outstanding chef."
"Haha, thank you for your encouragement, Ms. Mayolu, but I still want to be a doctor. It would be great if there was that magical potion. After drinking it, I can become a doctor immediately..." At the end, Miston Ge
The voice lowered.
He glanced at Mayolu's position with his eyes and found that the other party was still applying lipstick attentively. He almost spilled his words, so he scratched his head to cover up his embarrassment.
But when he wasn't paying attention, Mayolu completely captured his every move through the mirror.
But Meolo didn't speak, and still applied lipstick to his lips that were not plump.
"It's getting late, I should go home, please be safe alone," Mistonge said like a dedicated nanny, "Also, if you can, try to sleep for a while. Sleep is better for women than sleep."
All skin care products.”
"I know, if there is danger, I will scream." Meolo was very satisfied with his makeup and looked at it repeatedly in the mirror.
Mistonge nodded and left directly, heading home.
It was almost late at night, and it was difficult to see anyone moving in the empty streets of Faerûn. Only the gas lamps kept flashing and flickering, making a tingling sound.
The fog gradually invaded and was shrouded in darkness. Mistongo could not see the road ahead clearly. He could only vaguely see the dim yellow halo illuminated by gas lamps. In this silent environment, the only sound was the wind.
echoing with his own footsteps.
For some reason, Mistonge suddenly became nervous. He grabbed his backpack and started to trot.
His heartbeat gradually accelerated, and he couldn't explain why, but he always had an illusion that he was being watched.
Like a mouse being stared at by a night owl under a dark night sky.
Suddenly, a clear sound of footsteps came from in front of him.
Mistonge suddenly stopped, his heartbeat gradually increased, and the palms of his hands began to sweat.
And in the thick fog in front of him, a tall shadow slowly walked out and walked towards him step by step.