The caster of fantasy

Chapter 18 The entanglement between returning home and returning home

The salty sea breeze blew his face, and Neot stood at the port of Deep Water City and looked at the three huge ships here. He couldn't help sighing why the empire did this - just for the illusory traveler?

"Your Excellency, Her Majesty and the royal family have come. Please go over and accept their coronation."

A servant ran over and said respectfully.

"Okay, I'll be right there. I hope the goddess will bless us with a smooth trip to sea..." Nadit looked at the sea level again, where there was only endless sea...

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"Don't run!" You bastard! Don't blame me for not squeing my hand!!" Go to hell! Public enemy!!!" A large group of boys chased a man through the training ground, and occasionally some fireballs, lightning, ice cones and arrows flew towards him, while the man in front of him easily avoided the attack weapons one by one and continued to run forward.

"Idiot, who will stop being sliced by you..."

The short black hair fluttered in the wind. After another strange twist to avoid a bunch of lightning, the man who had run to the bottom of the girls' dormitory jumped on a window sill on the fourth floor, turned around and made a provocative gesture and hid, leaving only a group of men who stamped and scolded. Students.

Why? The gatekeeper's aunt has the ability of a 16-level weapon master...

"Ala... Have you run back like a defeated wild dog again?"

Ellie, who was sitting at the desk copying the scroll, turned her head and smiled and looked at Dior, who was lying on the ground panting, but he did not have the ability to refute Ellie - even the devil could not bear running for a long time.

"Little Ellie! Go out and play!"

Sheri pushed open the door of the dormitory and shouted vigorously, and then saw Dior lying on the ground.

"Huh...is this picked up by little Aili...?" I have to say that at this moment, Dior's image is very similar to some kind of wandering creature being rescued by a kind-hearted person after being beaten...

"Who...who will be...this...this existence that is more demon than the devil is picked up!!" Dior took a breath of resistance, and then was hit in the head by the book thrown by Ellie because of the loud voice.

"I'm sorry, I personally think I'm more like the devil."

"What about Elf?" Allie looked at the well-organized desk on the left, but at this moment, the owner of the desk did not know where it was.

"Well... It seems that I went back on the first day after the holiday!" Seshelie counted with her fingers, and then sighed sadly. Little Ally, when are we going back?

"If possible, I hope I will never go back." Allie seemed to turn her head and read angrily, and her voice unconsciously lowered.

"But... it's been three days off... Although my father did say too much when he came out..."

"Don't come back if you don't get promoted, understand! My daughter!' Is that the case? I was promoted to level 10 at such a young age under such a serious situation, level 10, not level 2!"

Allie seemed to break out and said, "Even if I can inherit the family business, the damn brother ran to the queen to accept some inexplicable tasks and said that he would not come back for several years, and Cerri, you were said to be not mature enough..."

"Little...Little Ellie..." Cergley seemed to have been stabbed. She carefully looked at the rare outbreak of Ellie and found that she had lost her composure. Ellie pressed her hat.

"Cough... Anyway, it will take two days to go back. The old man hasn't sent my certificate yet."

Speaking of which, Ally seems to expose the nature before crossing only in this situation where she is all her own... Of course, the father who can make such a well-bred Allie explode is also a great talent...

Today is a week after the college holiday, that is two months after Allie solved the unlucky traveler. The college routinely gives all students a two-week vacation to go home and meet their families, because the next semester is estimated to be more than half a year - and it still belongs to teaching while letting them learn. The actual combat type of the members.

Although Warcraft is a protected animal in this era, some warcrafts that are fertile or like to wander around and enjoy destroying the habitat of other creatures will still be assigned and destroyed. As for who does the task... Mercenaries and others who like to speculatively will like to make money will like this. Mission.

Allie finally transferred herself from 'character' to 'character'. When she was about to devote herself to learning new spells, she knocked on the door again.

"I'm the dean."

Sheri immediately jumped off the bed and opened the door. At a glance, she saw the old dean smiling like a flower. The face made Serheri hide beside her in horror.

"Isn't this the respected principal? Why did you take time out of your busy schedule to be a guest here? Ellie asked without looking back. The dean knew what had just happened, but took out a dark gold badge with a smile.

"Is this?"

Aili took over the badge, just like her own, without any marks, a piece of flat board.

"Ah, this is your promotion mark. Congratulations on advancing to level 11 and you can learn sixth-level spells." The dean sincerely congratulated Ally and recalled what level she was at this age. Level 7? Or level 5?

"Thank you very much, so that I can go home with my head held high and give that old bastard an explanation." Allie calmly took the badge with her hands and pinned it to her original golden badge.

"Don't be so polite. I'm also happy for you, old man. I also came from that world. When I was at your age... Well, let's not talk about it. I have something else. You should go home early." As soon as the words fell, the dean had disappeared in place.

"Really...Sherly, go home."

Allie tidied up her desk and said lightly. As for Dior... Well, let him lie down here.

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The floating carriage made a creaking protest while driving on the road at an amazing speed. Shelly finally got Ellie's permission to drive to the highest speed. At this moment, she is doing her best to make the carriage run faster - or let this approach The sound of falling off becomes louder.

Aili sat in the carriage and clung to the compartment behind her, thinking about all kinds of things, such as the imperial capital, such as the college, such as the struggle two months ago, and finally returned to peace.

'Forget, think so much that you will be uncomfortable in the end. Just live like this leisurely. Now you have to think about how to make that damn bastard sting... Well!'

In a beautiful back garden in the imperial capital, a gray middle-aged man squinted his eyes and basked in the sun. The man's knife-like face and the light from his eyes opened from time to time showed the man's unusualness, especially in this inch of soil. Jin's imperial capital actually has such a back garden, and the identity of a man is worth playing...

At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, said something to himself, and then turned around and left the beautiful back garden where the afternoon sun shone.

"Open the door."

Allie stood in front of her door and gave such an order. The two guards hurriedly opened the door. Allie squinted her eyes and threw out a sticky cobweb in an instant!

A cold light flashed, and the cobweb was broken from the middle and fell weakly on both sides. Ellie's next spell was ready!

Allie's magic missile flew out of her hand, turned a few subtle arcs in the air, and then five missiles rushed to the people inside the door together!

"Bang bang!" After a less violent explosion, the people in the door leisurely waved the long sword in their hands, as if to show off that they had not been scratched at all. Aili narrowed her eyes, quietly held a small piece of natural magnet in her left hand, and her right hand stretched out her index finger to the person in the door.

The man also unrelentlessly put the long sword across his chest. Because of the eaves, he only saw the burly body and... sharp eyes.

Sheri seemed to be used to it, but the passers-by on the roadside gathered in a circle and discussed that there was a mage in the marshal's mansion. Could it be that any idle and boring mage in the imperial capital mage tower wanted to try the guard of the marshal's mansion? But the guards didn't move?

In less than a breath, Ellie has compressed the spell that should have been long and difficult, and then turned the material in her hand into ashes, and the green arcfa light quickly condensed on her right index finger, and then turned into rays and quickly rushed to the man standing with a sword!

The man also threw the sword unequivocally, and the green rays hit the sword in the air. The well-textured sword quickly decomposed and finally turned into nothingness.

Aili staggered for a moment, but still stood up straight and prepared to continue casting spells.

"Well, you have worked very hard." There was an irresistible order in the deep voice. Ellie wiped the sweat on her forehead and slowly responded in a loose tone.

"I'm back, dead old man. It's a pity that I didn't see your mourning but see you still alive."

"Hahaha... If I die, countless people will be sad! Come in!"

"Okay, Sershley, let the guard drive in for you. Come in with me. The old man is in good spirits..."

"Ye"

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