In the small room on the second floor, the owner of the Wandering Bar raised his sleeves, wiped the stains on the window glass, then poked his head and looked out the window through the glass.
Although it is daytime now, the store’s windows are pitch black, the doors are closed, and there is no trace of popularity.
No one is good.
The old wizard muttered in his heart that no one means that everyone's attitude is maintaining a delicate balance - some people want a few drops of blood for the child; some people want the child's experience of rising and rising; some people want to take advantage of the situation and watch their ruthlessness get out of control - no matter what, at this time point, it is a good thing that everyone's choices become consistent.
But as the saying goes, good things get harder.
Before the final result comes out and the dust settles, no one can guarantee that the timeline will be closed to the result that everyone can accept.
"I saw your ugly and big hooked nose downstairs."
A very abrupt voice came from behind him.
The wandering wizard reacted quickly. As he turned around, more than a dozen different-colored spell lights flashed on his body, but when he saw the uninvited guest, he honestly removed the spells he had just prepared.
"Good noon, Lord Dean."
The old wizard diligently walked around the small bar, took out his favorite "Golden Years" from the wine cabinet, poured two glasses of wine: "...It's a great honor for you to come to my shop."
He hadn't said such compliments for a long time, so the words and sentences seemed a little stiff.
The wine glass flew smoothly to the guests.
The dean of Jiuyou Academy picked up the wine glass, and a few inconspicuous slight waves flashed on the originally solid figure, but the two old wizards in the room seemed to be unaware of it.
"There are very fast reactions. There are not many wizards who can maintain such agility at your age."
Lao Yao praised, put the wine glass under his nose, sniffed it, and nodded with regret: "If it weren't for being too busy today, I would have to drink two glasses of anything... do you know what I'm going to do today?"
The Wandering Wizard did not directly answer this question.
"I thought the person who came would be Mr. Su from the Yuexia Parliament." He spread his hands honestly, without hiding his confusion at all: "...you come to me, where is Mr. Su?"
"She went to chat with others." Lao Yao said concisely.
“Like you?”
"That girl is much more than me."
As if something was coming to mind, the dean of Jiuyou Academy curled his lips: "She directly used her identity as a member of the parliament and held an emergency meeting of the high-level wizards of the Yuexia Parliament to ensure that there will be no trouble in the Yuexia Parliament... I am not good to be compared by a little girl, right? So I can only work hard to find you all the unstable factors..."
While speaking, he put down his wine glass and took out his pipe from his arms. Several inconspicuous slight waves flashed through his solid figure again.
"Another... Xiao Su can't stand you."
Lao Yao pointed at the bar owner with his pipe hand and shook his head: "I could have asked Bao Yangzi to run this trip, but you also know that the situation on the island is a bit subtle now. If you can get less movement and less storm, so I can do more work... Anyway, I'll talk about one and ten talk about one. Everyone is very smart, so I'll lose a lot of trouble."
"You can totally believe in my character." The wandering wizard raised himself as a cup.
"Your character is indeed good," Lao Yao laughed and clicked his pipe: "But when doing experiments, the most important thing is rigor... Just like I have always managed the account books of the laboratory myself, and I can't use gold to test human nature."
This answer is very consistent with the way of doing business by wandering wizards.
So he had nothing to say.
Lao Yao, who came to visit, was not willing to be troublesome.
The room fell into silence for a moment, with only the golden years shining with stars in the wandering wizard's cup, and the faint dark redness in Professor Yao's pipe, witnessing the slow passage of time.
Another glass of wine.
The bar owner couldn't help but turn his head and look out the window again. After retracting his gaze, he spoke out very suddenly: "Professor, how likely do you think they are to succeed?"
His question was very vague, as if he was talking about the young people who had made the sandbox, and it seemed like he was talking about something next to him.
“This is a very wonderful question.”
Lao Yao glanced at him with a smile and gave a very clear answer: "So, I must answer it with the three most wonderful words in linguistics - I don't know."
The wandering wizard doesn’t know where the three words “not know” are beautiful.
But he knew that he could be safe and secure, and there were not many opportunities to chat with the legendary wizard of the First University, so he asked straight to the point: "What do you think of the theoretical breakthroughs in the wizarding world in the field of demon flesh and blood analysis in the past few years?"
Considering the true identity of the guest, this issue can be said to be very bold.
The dean of Jiuyou College was silent for a moment.
“I like this theory very much.”
He carefully thought about the words and replied slowly: "But I think every theory has its own historical period. Just like the theory of information unity and dimensionality..., including dimensionality, you know, new magic theory will always be full of contradictions and fallacies, so in general, I will not directly call observations that do not conform to the theory "error", but think that it belongs to some kind of "open result" or "incomplete result."
"Do you think ordinary wizards have the ability to take over the flesh and blood of high-level demons?" asked the wandering wizard with a serious expression.
This time, Lao Yao did not hesitate and replied very seriously: "Don't do that. Not everyone can get an "open result". The flesh and blood of high-level demons contains their own way, or in other words, they are described in words that are more in line with low-dimensional life, and their "consciousness"... Low-dimensional consciousness should never try to understand, influence or interfere with high-dimensional consciousness, because while he will dominate you, you will feel that He is under your control... This is a silent depravity."
"Do you think they've fallen?" the wandering wizard asked subconsciously.
After asking, he realized that his question was a bit too straightforward.
But the legendary wizard in the room did not care about his urgency, but turned his head and looked out the window and sighed softly: "Is there a clear boundary for darkness? Is it the sun set or the moon rise? No one can tell it clearly... It's like a fall... They have fallen into darkness, but have not begun to fall, as if they are in the blurry and dazzling 'dusk hour' between day and night."
The wandering wizard chewed the word "dun hour" and was speechless for a long time.