Two days later, I came back to the Mage Guild and was led by a mage to the underground teleportation room.
Tarun came up first, his face soaked in sweat was slightly pale.
"Sir Elder, you came just in time. The remote transmission has just been prepared."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Seeing the tired looks of Sauron and the other four old mages, I sincerely saluted the wizard. Long-distance transmission consumes a lot of money. It is estimated that only old monsters like Farah can complete it without changing their expressions.
"But..." I paused in gratitude and pointed around the hall.
"These people..., what's going on?"
In the teleportation hall, which is about the size of four basketball courts, in addition to the five mages necessary for remote teleportation and the teleportation magic circle that occupies one-third of the entire hall, the hall is surrounded by people of various heights. There are probably at least hundreds of mages, all wearing black mage robes and large robes and hoods. The cold wall lamps should set off many ghosts, adding a dark and strange atmosphere.
Is there some secret ceremony being held? If I hadn't considered that the atmosphere was inappropriate, I would have thought of turning around and asking Talon: Is the Mage Guild occupied by some evil wizard organization? Could it be that they want to use me as an elder as a sacrifice?
Sensing my gaze, Tarun's pale old face couldn't help but turn slightly red, and his voice became even more hesitant.
"Look at this... Mr. Elder..., ahem..., Mr. Elder, you must have a deep understanding of it. During the time when you left Rogge's camp... Ahem..., I mean..., actually... Most of the people here are from Rogge Camp, and some have not even been back for more than ten years, so..."
"If you have something to say, just say it."
"Ahem, let me tell you the truth. Just the day before yesterday, someone actually leaked the news that the elder was going back, so everyone thought, ahem..., they wanted the elder to help carry something back to Rogge's camp. "
Tarun coughed as he spoke, his eyes panicked. This poor old man, I don’t know how the cunning fox-like Farah was taught to be able to even lie. Doesn’t this mean you are telling me that you are the one who leaked the information?
After figuring out the reason. I suddenly felt like I couldn't laugh - it turned out that I wanted to be a courier. Should I salute them and say "FedEx will fulfill its mission"?
"No problem at all, but doesn't Warev come and go often? Why don't you ask him?"
"Although I say this, Elder, you may have heard something about it. We mages have some problems. Once we start experiments, we forget everything about the outside world. Sometimes we stay in the laboratory for several times. Months, Warev’s team is really something you can only meet but cannot ask for.”
"I understand, I understand." I suddenly understood when I saw the fair faces of the masters.
Next, hundreds of mages handed me the items they wanted to send, some of which were just simple letters. Some are packages, and as they are delivered, there are also those full of gratitude, desire, expectation and excitement. Seeing pairs of simple and sincere eyes, my nose can’t help but feel a little sore. These are a group of people who have sacrificed themselves for the Dark Continent. Such a lovely person.
The dry and difficult-to-speak incantation slowly resounded over the hall. As the mage inserted his staff into the five points of the pentagram, the entire magic circle seemed to be lit with a fuse. It slowly lit up. After the entire magic circle was lit up, the hall was instantly surrounded by a milky white halo. In the anticipation of countless pairs of burning eyes, the body standing in the center of the hall gradually floated and changed. Lighten until the transparency disappears.
at the same time. The magic circle in the underground teleportation room of the camp's Mage Guild lit up with a snow-white light.
"Welcome back. Dear Wu!" As soon as he opened his eyes, familiar smiling faces greeted him.
"Hey. Everyone seems to be in good spirits." I looked at Akara, Kane, Kasha, and the mage. The four elders were all here. I was really flattered by this formation.
"Dear Wu, I finally have you back." Unexpectedly, the first person to greet him was not Kasha, but Farah. With a body that could be blown down by a gust of wind, he actually ran faster than a rabbit, three steps He came up to me in two quick steps and held my hand, looking like a fellow countryman meeting a fellow countryman with tears in his eyes. "Old man Farah, what kind of drama are you singing?" I quickly shook off my hand and stared at him warily.
"Your family, hey, in short, it's good to come back, it's good to come back, I can finally go back to the guild, I don't have to suffer in that old bookworm's house..." Farah muttered, wiping away the snot from his nose, as if he had just finished venting.
Willas? What happened to my gentle and kind Vilas? What can happen to you, a dignified level 82 master? Seeing how useless you are, I gave Farah a hard look.
"What, do you have any opinion?" Kane next to him was unhappy when he heard this. This old guy was eating and drinking in his house without talking about it, and he dared to criticize others. He was really annoyed. Regardless of the strength gap between the two sides, Kane was instantly transformed from a humble and polite scholar to a ruffian. Kane rolled up his sleeves with red eyes, picked up the crutch in his hand, and smashed it...
"Good boy, I heard what Ryan said, you really did a great job in Lu Gaoyin."
Ignoring the two old men of about the same age scuffling on the side, the red-haired Kasha came up to me and slapped me hard on the shoulder. The force almost knocked me to the ground, bastard, no matter my level. No matter how much her strength increases, she can always make me suffer at the right time, definitely on purpose, you old drunkard.
"That's right, I overfulfilled the task." Taking a breath, I faced him with a knife in my backhand, but Kasha easily dodged it. Wait, sooner or later I will let you know why Hou Lang died on the beach. .
"Then the reward for this mission..." Looking back, I looked at the leader Akara with hopeful eyes. Look at her, keep looking at her.
"Ahem... Wu just came back. He must be tired. Let's go and take a rest first. Don't disturb his rest. Let's talk about anything tomorrow."
Akara avoided my sight and walked away as if nothing had happened. I said that actually I was not tired at all. Let's discuss it now.
Seeing Akara turn and leave, my eyes fell on Kasha: "This...reward..., money..., experience..., and equipment..."
"Ah, no, I drank too much. I'm a little drunk. Let's go back and catch up on some sleep."
Kasha, who was in high spirits just a moment ago, suddenly flushed, and her steps started to falter. She actually exuded a serious smell of alcohol. She waved behind my back and saw my dumbfounded eyes. Zhong staggered away carrying a small wine bottle.
"That..., attribute points..., skill points..." I put my last hope on Kane and Farah.
"By the way, about the last question!" The two old men were wrestling together just now. I don't know when they actually put their arms around their shoulders, and their tone was as affectionate as a long-lost brother.
"Yes, that's the problem last time. There seems to be a slight mistake."
Soon, the two people quickly left with my speechless eyes on the pretext of research. That slow pace actually hid a mystery, and it was like a fairy stepping before disappearing in a flash.
In the empty teleportation chamber, only me and four other mages responsible for casting spells were left. My eyes swept across them, and I got four innocent looks in exchange.
"Taiyang, you guys." I pointed my middle finger towards the place where they left.
"ha--------"
After walking out of the tent, I took a deep breath. Even though I had only been away for three months, I felt a long-lost feeling. The refreshing cool breeze of the grassland spread along the lungs and into every pore of the body. As if to drive away all the heat left over from the desert, looking at the green grass, blue sky, delicious air, and gentle sunshine, it feels like returning to the countryside from a smoky big city. It feels like my body is coming back to life again.
really. Only Rogge Camp is the most ideal home. I stretched myself. I sighed from the bottom of my heart, and the sticky longing became clearer at this moment. My footsteps began to move forward, slowly, and gradually accelerated. I don't know when, I had already started running.
Vilas, my little baby, are you okay?
When I stopped involuntarily, the small white tent in the corner of the Mages Guild came into view clearly. Between the sky and the earth in my eyes, only that small figure was left. He bent down skillfully and took out a large basket. The wet clothes are twisted dry, shaken vigorously, and then hung to dry on the wooden poles set up. Every movement is so pleasing to the eye. With the blue sky and green grass as the background, the clothes unfolded in the wind and the graceful silhouette of the girl form a perfect composition. It was a picture that was beyond words, and my heart was filled to the brim. It seemed that just by looking at it like this, I could stand contentedly until the end of the world.
Twitching my nose slightly, I silently walked forward, hugged her from behind, and held her little back tightly in my arms.
"I'm sorry for making you suffer all alone."
Her body shook violently, then relaxed, and slowly leaned into my arms, obediently letting me kiss her ears and cheeks, and rub her temples.
"Sir..." The voice whispered softly, and the slender hands dripping with water put their arms around my waist.
"Why are you saying sorry? Compared with the hard work of adults, what is it?"
"Sir, look." Vilas seemed to be muttering to herself. She pointed to a small fence next to the tent, where two cute lambs were playing.
"I raised two lambs without your consent. Don't you blame me? They were very small when I bought them. They were completely naked and had no hair on them. Now they have grown so big. Hello. When I look at them, I often think about giving them names together when the adults come back. Thinking like this will make me feel happy."
"And more..." She pointed to the small fence on the other side.
"Sir, look, I have grown some vegetables, including Morolo, which you like to eat. I am thinking, if it can be ripe when you come back, I can eat steamed buns and noodles grown and ground by myself. Now. Look, you’ve just matured. Isn’t that something to be happy about?”
"Moreover, Sister Shala will come here often. These wooden fences, vegetable fields, and clothes drying racks are all built by the two of us, so even if we are alone, we will not be lonely, no..."
As she kept talking, Vilas lowered her head, and hot tears flowed down her cheeks, along her hair, and fell on the palm of my hand.
"But..., but it's not like this. In fact, I have been looking forward to the return of the adults, and I can't wait for a moment. Why is this happening? It was not like this before. It was obvious that I had been away for longer before, so why am I so anxious this time? , I know clearly that adults are fighting for everyone, but I always selfishly think, adults, please come back quickly, don’t worry about anything, come back quickly and hold me. I... Uh-huh
In the midst of Willas' surprised tears, I pulled her body hard, sealed her jade lips, sealed all her words and tears, and kept greedily demanding. Until he was almost out of breath, he arbitrarily picked her up horizontally, giving her a perfect princess hug, and then walked into the tent.
"Sir...Sir..." Vilas muttered unconsciously, staring at my face with blurred eyes.
"The clothes...the clothes haven't been dried yet." There was a feeble struggle in the arms. On the contrary, a pair of jade arms firmly hugged my neck.
"Now... now..., it's still daytime, ugh
The seemingly nonexistent struggle calmed down, and the delicate body close to the chest slowly became hot, and the wet fragrance coming from the cherry lips close to the neck made people even more horny. Really unable to bear it any longer, this seductive little goblin roughly laid her down on the bed. As a charming whisper rang out, the inside of the small tent suddenly became heated.
"Woooo
After an unknown amount of time, a contented moan sounded, and Vilas was like a puppy. Constantly pressing the flawless jade body close to her. The face reveals the happiness and satisfaction after the rain and dew.
"Is it cold? My little Lulu."
Vilas's nickname is Elulu, but she is used to it. Only on certain "special" occasions would she whisper her nickname from time to time. At this time, she would always become uncontrollably shy, and her blushing face would make people want to stop.
"Wow, sure enough, Villas's cheeks, which were already as red as a begonia after the rain, were even redder to the roots of her ears. No matter how many times she screamed, she couldn't get used to it and would blush involuntarily. This simple and shy character is exactly what I am. His favorite place is Vilas.
"That's right." While playing with the small metal ring hair ornament hanging on her chest along with her long hair, which only her men could touch, I suddenly recalled Farah's unfailingly miserable look.
"My little Lulu, what on earth did you do to make Farah afraid to return to the Mages Guild?"
"Eh-huh, me?" Veras, with a flushed face, tilted her head and leaned on my chest, tapping her lips with her index finger as if thinking.
"Have...have I done anything bad? No!?" After thinking about it, he looked confused.
"I just wanted to see if you were back, sir, when I had free time, so I stood waiting at the entrance of the guild. I will go back before dark. Will I cause trouble to them?!!" Vilas said with a confused look on his face. , it seems that he still doesn’t understand what bad thing he has done.
"Of course not, you little fool
I couldn't help but be moved to hold her tightly in my arms, and at the same time, I mourned for Farah and the others. Imagine a girl standing at the door all day long, looking forward to it, with a face full of expectations and then disappointed eyes staring at the mage coming and going, with a resentful look in her eyes. It seems to be constantly telling "Why are you not the one I'm looking forward to?! Why why why why..." This is too much for anyone, especially a girl like Vilas who is gentle and innocent by nature, and her lethality is often even more astonishing. I'm afraid Farah's face is thicker than steel, so I might not be able to resist it. It's true that one thing defeats another, this poor old guy...
However, we can't let Vilas know the truth, otherwise she will be very sad. Farah, just be patient, Amen.
"By the way, how is this little girl Sala? How is the progress of the training camp?" In order to prevent simple Willas from thinking about this, I quickly changed the topic.
"Well, it's not bad. The progress is really surprisingly fast. The teacher said that if we continue at this pace, we will be able to switch to mercenary status in less than two years, but..." Vilas blinked her big eyes, showing a rare mischievous expression. look.
"But what? Come on, tell me." I immediately used the power of the head of the family and fiercely covered the pair of medium-sized breasts with my big hands.
"Sir...you...just like to do mischief. If you don't say it, you just won't say it. You will understand it when you see it." With a vague moan, Vilas shook her head with a flushed face.
"Okay, you dare to resist, it seems that you have to take care of me..." I turned over and pressed her down, with a lewd smile on my face.
"Sir, there is simply... no such family method... Wuwu, don't have endless ups and downs from now on. The coding speed is really very good and powerful...
