Poe once said, don’t believe anything you hear, even if you see it with your own eyes, you can only believe half of it.
Zheng Qing was a little skeptical about this sentence at first. Until the ordinary talisman in his magazine hit a great wizard and shot him into extinction, he suddenly thought of this sentence and understood what it means to "if you see with your own eyes, you can only believe half of it." Just like the dead black wizard, the only thing that is trustworthy is that it is dead.
The poet is still a little tactful.
At this moment, the young wizard felt that at some point, even half of the things he had witnessed seemed to be a little more.
"It's really not me."
That night, at the celebration dinner held by Sancha Jian, Zheng Qing didn't know how many times he repeated this sentence. He looked sincerely at the owner of Qingqiu Mansion who was invited to come beside him, and his tone seemed a little weak: "I swear, really, my gun was in that time, and it was definitely not above the level of an ordinary registered wizard..."
"A normal registered wizard does not have the ability to open up a top wizard many times in a row." Su Shijun held his arm with one hand, held a cup of amber light in the other hand, and looked at the boy with a smile, meaningful meaning.
Zheng Qing could not deny this.
"That's because..."
"That's because the talisman that Professor Yao rewarded you is very useful, right? I've heard that Professor Simon also picked up one for you." The witch nervously and quickly interrupted the young public-funded student's explanation, and changed the subject: "Indeed, I don't think that an ordinary talisman can blow a top wizard, but it would be very reasonable if you understand it as the last straw that crushed the camel."
I have to admit that even Zheng Qing occasionally had such thoughts flashing through his heart.
Could it be my own credit?
Did you really kill a great wizard with just a talisman gun?
But he was still a little self-aware after all. He sipped a small sip of amber liquid and felt a little hot on his cheeks: "I can clearly feel that the talisman bullet did not produce any effect. Any effect... This is a gunman's most basic understanding of his talisman bullet. So, Mr. Watley's death really has nothing to do with me... Instead, I think, is it possible that the crows' mistakes in the experiment that caused the experimenter's body and soul to collapse together?"
"According to your guess, wouldn't we celebrate it even more?"
The goblet held by the witch gently bumped the cup in the boy's hand. Ding, she happily concluded: "In short, whether it was the crows' experiment failed or you crushed the camels, the result was not much different... You are the hero of this mission."
When Zheng Qing heard this word, he felt embarrassed that he felt itchy all over his body, as if he was stabbed by the sun.
He wanted to get under the table next to him immediately.
"Why…"
"Because everyone needs it."
The witch rushed towards the two great wizards who came over the two nodded slightly, showed elegant smiles on their faces, and then held the wizard in a very firm manner, leading him to the opposite direction: "Sorry, I don't want to hear the old men of Danhag's. They seem to have some misunderstanding of the relationship between me and the school... Where did you say it? Oh, yes, everyone needs this 'hero'."
While speaking, a little elf holding a fruit plate swayed by the two of them. The witch took the fruit plate very kindly, stuffed it into the boy's hand, and then stuffed his and boy's wine glass into the arms of the elf with a confused face.
"Schools need to tell the alliance and parents that the instability factors in the school have been cleaned up."
She laid a strawberry from the plate, stuffed one into Zheng Qing's mouth first, and then another one on herself, adding in a light tone: "The alliance needs young brave men to prove their 'energy' to the new world or someone else; the three-fork sword needs the case closing rate and performance; the monthly parliament needs to prove that its MP is not a lunatic..."
Speaking of this, she blinked at Zheng Qing playfully before continuing: "...Yes, I am that crazy person. I need you to prove that my choice is right, and you need a good enough record. It is really appropriate to have a black wizard at the level of a great wizard."
Zheng Qing was so dizzy that he was so tired that the strawberries in his mouth were swallowed into his stomach that he did not taste whether it was sweet or sour.
"But you don't have to think too complicated." The witch tucked a grape again and stuffed it into the boy's mouth: "Many things in the world are originally coincidentals, the common products of contradictions and compromises. There are not so many reasons, nor so many clear and simple causal relationships."
This time, Zheng Qing tasted it. The grapes were sweet and there were no seeds.
Then he finally realized something unusual - Su Shijun acted too "normal" tonight, just like a real girlfriend, completely losing the sense of distance from the past.
He carefully glanced at the witch beside him.
"What's the matter?" The great wizard was very keen to any sight.
"No," the boy smiled dryly, carefully swallowing the grape skin into his stomach, and carefully using the words: "It just feels that you are different from usual... This style... It's not that Su Ya used compound decoction or something, ah, hahahaha."
"Su Ya is not that bold." The witch gave him a blank look and explained concisely: "Since you have attended the moon dance with me, being more intimate can help us stop a lot of trouble."
While speaking, she let go of the boy's arm and snapped her fingers.
Bang!
Several elves in straight uniforms suddenly appeared in front of her and saluted respectfully. The witch returned the tray with many fruits left in the boy's arms to the elves.
"There are a few days left to New Year's Eve."
She put her hands on the collar of the wizard's wizard, carefully smoothing the wrinkles on his collar, and suddenly talked about topics that had nothing to do with tonight's banquet: "Since your alliance's designated mission ended early and you don't plan to go home, then come to the mansion for the New Year. If nothing else, you can live here tonight... I mean, there are many empty rooms in the mansion... There are many things in the laboratory these days, and no one is in charge of Dongdong, so you are already crazy."
Zheng Qing didn't think that the little fox had the courage to have fun under the big fox's eyelids.
Similarly, he didn't feel that he had other choices.
The smile on the witch's face was very gentle - even with those wide red-framed glasses, it could not reduce the charm - but Zheng Qing had reason to believe that if he dared to show some kind of rejection at this moment, the smiling beauty in front of him would slap himself into the deepest part of the floor without hesitation, and the number of great wizards present and hundreds of registered wizards would not have any objection.