The 12th Damn Pooh

This is the first person of the same year admired by a proud girl since she is sensible, and the first person to inspire her sympathy. Maglin's past and self-improvement, as well as her later persistence and hard work, all make her appreciate it very much.

She is also lonely. She grew up in the Duke's Mansion and has no friends to talk to, and magic, which is not suitable for girls, makes her have fewer friends. The young man saw her with excellent talent, and her appearance was only inferior, and she was not interested in those old men.

As a result, I met Maglin, who was not less talented than her. The precocious Keres felt so kind when he first met him. Naturally, she didn't know that Maglin actually looked a little like her uncle, Little Ruger, the legend who suffered bad luck for saving his comrades-in-arms.

A variety of reasons gradually gave her the shadow of this fool in her heart, and the girl was moved by what people said. The jokes of the ladies along the way and the strange eyes of the bodyguards, Mai Green refused people all the way. The more so, the more annoyed the girl became, and the result was deep.

But this fool was a little cold to himself in front of the hateful fly. Keres was very angry at that time. She felt very faceless, but she didn't know that for a man, her favorite woman would be more depressed. At least Soster is like this. He is mad.

But Maglin didn't understand. Maglin just felt a little uncomfortable at that time.

As a result, I haven't seen him for two weeks. This guy actually sticks out his tongue to himself as if nothing had happened. He is a dog-like scoundrel! Grace thought of some twists and turns of hatred, pouted and kicked Maglin: "I heard that Uncle Harlem often tortures you. You deserve it."

Maglin finally got out of Harlin's clutch. Now that Grace said it again. Maglin, who was looking at the scenery all over the street, withdrew his eyes and pleaded with a sad expression, "Crace, can you not mention him?"

Cris snorted, "When I go back, I told Uncle Harlem to torture you twice."

"I didn't offend you."

"Humph. Wells' tutor is very good. He likes talented students and doesn't like fools. When I go there today, I think he will test your proficiency in some of magic and principles on the spot. If it can pass, it will pass, and he will accept you as an apprentice. If not, it is useless for my father to come forward. Do you know it carefully?

"Eh, Keres."

"What are you doing?"

"Thank you."

"Humph. Here it is."

Cris said that the opposite is the imperial city.

And on the left is the military headquarters, and this is the headquarters of the palace magician. As for the Holy See, it is on the other side of the city. From here, you can see the spire that imitates the White Tower of eddy Island.

In front of the palace magician's headquarters, there is a statue, a flying dragon with open wings, and a bearded old man holding a staff on it.

Below is a line of words: Guardian of the Empire - The Great Wizard of Havana.

Is this the statue of the great magician of Havana? Another magical genius came out a hundred years after John. On the premise of knowing the truth of the John family, McGrim believes that this is the real magical patron saint of human beings.

He is the hero after John, who turned the tide in the face of the unprecedented crazy attack of the barbarians. Almost with the power of one person, he defeated the dark magic army of the Odins.

It is said that he conquered a flying dragon in that battle, which John couldn't do. At the same time, he is also a leader who strongly opposes the Holy See's interference in secular affairs.

The first series of court magicians started with him.

Maglin looked up at the statue for a while. Looking back from the statue, it was a white hall supported by twenty huge stone pillars. The top of the hall was written in imperial script.

A staff is wrapped in a grain ear, which is the badge of the court magician.

At the top, there is a rose flag of the empire flying, and there are two rows of warriors with swords and shields standing outside the hall. On the shield, there is a symbol of the Knights.

A knight with a gun on a standing war horse.

On the surface, it belongs to the royal military force.

The tall palace, the white slate pavement, the solemn royal warriors, and the apprentices, magicians, servants, civilians, or nobles who go in and out wearing magic robes.

In the square in front of the palace, there are many carriages parked, some of which belong to the noble family that Maglin did not know, and some belong to the headquarters of the palace magician.

When the car with the sword and shield badge of the Duke of Robert's family came, it attracted a lot of attention, and when Maglin and Grace came down together, everyone was surprised.

What is particularly surprising is that a young pair of men and women are wearing white robes of second-class magicians.

That is, the stone-like warriors in front of the hall couldn't help saluteing the two people. But Maglin and Grace are both people who are immersed in their own thoughts and will not be disturbed by the outside world.

Maglin is looking at the statue of the great magician in Havana, looking at the great magic temple, he is thinking about his future, and it really begins.

And Keres fantasized about the time when he studied with him after he was accepted by his mentor.

The man is handsome and the girl is shy.

passers-by look sideways.

Half a day later, Maiglin came to his senses and said to Grace, "Cris, take me in. A lot of people are watching us. In fact, I shouldn't have taken the Duke's Mansion today.

"Who can't ride a horse?" Kryce retorted.

Maglin smiled bitterly and had to raise his hand: "Okay, I'm wrong."

Cress smiled, picked up the hem of his robe and stepped up the long steps. Maglin quickly followed, and the servants and guards naturally put the carriage away, and then waited there.

They saw Miss and Maglin walk up the steps, and then disappeared into the hall.

In the hall, many people were saluteing to Grace, and at the same time, they were surprised by Maglin's second-level magician robe. Everyone looked at the two people as if they were looking at monsters.

Crace's face was calm, and so was Maglin's. Crace took him up the rotating stone ladder to his mentor's office.

Along the way, Grace quietly looked at Maigreen, and Maigreen's calm made her very satisfied.

What would a Wells mentor look like?

As he walked, with the magic knowledge instilled by the Elf King, he did not pay too much attention to this kind of introductory assessment. Unless Wells does not accept himself, there will be no accident.

But no matter what he imagined, he didn't expect the Wells magician to look like this.

A very handsome middle-aged man, no, he is old, and his temples have turned white.

He did not wear a magician's robe, but a hunting suit. The gorgeous hunting suit was a bit like the one worn by the idiot Soster that day, and he also held a pipe set with diamonds in his hand. The man leaned lazily on the soft chair, holding a glass of wine in the other hand.

Hearing the door ring, he didn't even raise his eyelids and asked, "Cris, guess what I cheated from Ruolin's aunt today."

Fool?

Maglin looked at this fancy old handsome man in surprise. Is he Wells? The magician who is said to have a strange personality? Are the court magicians all like this, or is this the only one?

Shouldn't this be the one? I'm really pitiful. My father is nervous. Old Harlem is crazy. Now he meets a magician who is fancy.

"The bottle of aged fruit wine you've always wanted?"

Cris didn't seem to have any respect for him, and he spoke very casually.

The man laughed and said, "Yes, yes, do you want to know how I cheated you?"

"No, Uncle Wells, this is Maglin. He wants to learn magic with you. My father asked me to bring him here.

"Oh? Oh, another second-level magician. Is this second-level magician worthless now? I see two here. He is still so young." Wells seemed to see Maiglin. He put down his glass and smoked a cigarette.

Then, he spit out a very big smoke ring and turned into a heart shape in mid-air. Then the old and proudly asked his female student, "My precious niece, do you think I show this hand in public, will those girls who are infatuated with me faint?"

Cris looked at Maglin with some embarrassment: "My father said he was a little weird. Well, it's so weird."

"Don't mention your serious father. For the sake of your mother alone, he has hurt the hearts of so many good girls. He is deeply guilty.

Maglin held back.

Crace blushed and shouted, "Uncle Wells!"

"Okay, okay, boy, your name is Maglin? It seems that my baby niece cares about you, but I don't see anything special about you. Damn, I want to change a female secretary. She can't even make tea except for her short skirt.

"Meglin, let's go." Keres said directly.

Maglin suppressed his hilarious impulse and looked at Grace's poor little face. Yes, such a magician is not strange. Is there any strange magician in the world? How can this guy sneak into the solemn palace magic headquarters because he is a genius, or because of something else?

From the time he came in to now, he is like a playboy who is inseparable from women. Even when facing his friend's daughter, he has no scruples.

"I said, Kryce, are you afraid that I will break this boy? I swear to you that I will never bring him bad. In fact, Old Harlem has warned me. He said, "Well, forget it."

"Has Uncle Harlem been here?"

Maglin was also a little surprised to hear that. He looked at Wells.

Wells shrugged his shoulders: "Old Harlem asked me not to hit you. He said you were his. It's disgusting."

Crace looked at his mentor with a blue face.

Before she left, Wells finally got serious. He lowered his head and took out a piece of paper from his pocket: "Do it according to the top. If you do it, I will take you as an apprentice."

After saying that, he kneaded it into a ball and smashed it on Maglin.

Then he immediately said something wrong again.

He said, "Being my apprentice, I will eat well and drink spicy food in Lucheng. I have never found a talented child who satisfies me in addition to Reis. You know, she is a girl. On many occasions, if I take her there, her father will kill me. I'm lonely."

"Meglin, if you dare to fool around with him, I will set your hair on fire." The girl nervously threatened Maglin in a low voice, and suddenly became as fierce as a lioness.

In front of him, Wells spit out a smoke ring again disdainfully, and a strange arc was raised at the corners of his mouth: "Little girl, it's not too late for you to warn him when he passes."

Maglin looked at him speechlessly. With the psychological shadow of Harlem, he didn't even want to talk to people of the same level or general style.

He looked down at the magic task on the paper thrown by the guy, and his eyes finally bulged.

Because it says: Hurry up and set the fire, I'll be there in a minute.

Maglin looked up in surprise and looked at the various magicians opposite. The magician looked at him strangely: "What's wrong? Huh? Let me see... Oh, my God, I took it wrong."

"What?" ke rui si asked.

"Nothing, nothing." He seemed to think of something wrong, so he hurried to Meglin and grabbed the white paper.

The action is fast enough to be comparable to Duke Robert.

"Here, haha, this one." He took out another piece of paper and trembled. After confirming it several times, he handed it to Maglin with a smile.

Maglin took it and opened it. As soon as he saw what was written on it, his eyelids jumped.

Because it says: Giving you this piece of paper means that you have passed.

Maglin has seen the madness of his father Richard when he pretended to be crazy, but he has never seen such an outrageous personality, appearance, and famous magician inside.

The court magician is a respectable profession. The real magician in Maglin's impression should be the calm and restrained image of Bishop Greyman, and the court magicians are loyal and serve the royal family. Compared with the magicians of the Holy See, they may have a stronger secular atmosphere, but in any case, they should be full of aristocratic demeanor.

But this is simply a lively playboy, no, it's a playboy.

According to his judgment, Maglin can even think that the content of the previous wrong note was written by the uncle who asked someone to cooperate, and then came up with a trick such as a hero to save beauty.

I just don't know if it has been implemented.

But now I have passed the test like this? There is no assessment?

It seemed that he saw his doubts and was more accustomed to enjoying the effect of doing some actions and then making people stunned. The Welce magician sat there proudly, raised his legs without manner, and asked in a very frivolous tone, "Don't you want to?"

"No, Dear Wells..."

"Don't call me respect, help me. I'm a little regretful, boy. I've heard about you from various sources for a long time. This time, I just want to see you with my own eyes. You know, between men and men is actually the same as between men and women. You have to look good at it for the first time. Now, I like you very much, so I agree. It's that simple.

After saying that, he spread his hand and crooked the corners of his mouth: "Do you understand?"

"Well, yes, I see. But what should I call you in the future?

On one side, Kryce looked at Maglin in surprise. She didn't expect Maglin to treat Wells in a different way so soon, with a very casual attitude. She didn't know that Maglin had lived with his oily father for fifteen years. In fact, when Maglin saw Wells, he was surprised and kind, because Maglin already knew his father's greatness, and the child was always like this. When he met a guy who was similar to the person he liked to admire in some aspects, he would always be kind.

It is this kind of inadvertent kindness that makes Wells feel good, right?

Facing Maglin's inquiry, Wells laughed and said, "What do you call me?" Teacher? The great magician? A mentor? No, no, no, the thing I hate most is to be a magician, but my talent is so good. My former majesty begged me in every way, but I am not affectionate..."

The following is a self-bragging of no less than 500 words, but the words are incisive and the statement is clear.

It not only reviews the deep friendship between you and the royal family, but also highlights your extraordinary.

Maglin looked at him with a wry smile. He simply sat opposite him and stretched out his hand to help him pour a glass of red wine. Wells shouted with exult. "See, Grace, I found it. I like this kind of boy. Who said that the magician had to wear a robe seriously and have the virtue of saving the suffering? There are not so many sins in the world. Sin is not in the world but in people's hearts. A group of damn hypocrites! Bah!"

"Call me Brother Winnie, that's my last name. That's what Robert called me, but he didn't have the word brother. Cough." After saying that, the bad guy gave a bad look at the stunned Grace standing there.

Asked in a flirty tone, "Cris, oh, I forgot that he can't be your uncle. Oh, forget it, you can call me Old Pooh."

"Okay, Uncle Pooh." Maglin grinned and said.

Really, the atmosphere here, the behavior of the guy opposite, is too much like Richard. Meglin has never been relaxed before. This is the other side of Meglin that Kerrce has never seen.

Some, Richard's shadow.

It made Grace at a loss, but the hidden meaning in the words of the great magician of Wells was enough to make the girl's heart beat. She stared at Wells angrily: "Don't ask me to steal wine for you anymore."

Wells smiled dryly, touched his nose, and said to Meglin, "It's going to start in a few days. You don't have to sit there with those idiots and listen to those old nonsense and come directly to me, but remember that I usually can't get up in the morning. You can find me here in the afternoon. I will be single. Teach you magic alone. Got it?"

"Okay."