"The princess of the Kingdom of the Moon fell from the sky. It seems that Mag Alex's conjecture about the existence of extraterrestrial moon people in his memory is correct. There are indeed extraterrestrial people outside the Nolan Continent."
"The upper limit of strength level in Nolan Continent is level 10. Although there is a big gap between the top level 10 and the ordinary level 10, it still does not break out of the category of level 10. So have the people outside the territory found a way to break through level 10? Or is there any difference between their strength system and Nolan Continent?”
"Barbara has become a seventh-level space magician at the age of fourteen. She is more talented than Sally. Is it a genius or is it a result of the environment?"
Mag tucked Amy in and lay on the bed, frowning and thinking, looking for answers in Alex's memory.
As a time-traveler, he has a certain pity for Barbara, who is also a time-traveler, but this will not be the reason for him to take the risk of leaving a middle-aged girl at home. The more important thing is actually Barbara, the princess of the Moon Country. identity of.
Whether there are people living on the moon is something that people in Nolan have always been curious about, just like the various conjectures and myths about the moon in ancient China.
And those who stand at the top of the continent's strength also look outside the territory, wondering if there is a way to further their strength outside of the thick miasma layer.
Mag is not too concerned about whether there is an eleventh level above the tenth level. His most important thing at the moment is to regain his strength as soon as possible.
But he must keep Barbara by his side. Once the news of her coming from outside the territory is known to someone with a heart, it will be enough to drive the top group of people who have always used outside the territory as a breakthrough point crazy. This is very passive for Mag. .
Moreover, Mag felt that Barbara did have the potential to become an excellent employee, and she might be able to take over most of Yabei Mia's work soon.
As for personality, training is Mag's specialty. He has never worried that he can't train a fourteen-year-old girl well.
"Unruly little princess, at least being in the restaurant is better than wandering outside." Mag thought in her heart, shook her head with a smile, closed her eyes and started to sleep.
When Mag got up in the middle of the night, he saw that the door of the room opposite was open, and the lights in the bathroom and room were on. There was a bit of surprise on his face, and he muttered: "Why don't you go to bed so late?"
Walking to the door of the room, Mag was about to ask, but she suddenly stopped her voice.
The autumn midnight was already a bit chilly. In the brightly lit room, Barbara, wearing pink fish pajamas, was lying on a soft cushion in the corner of the room, curled up like a kitten, her brows slightly furrowed, her face expressionless. She was a little sickly pale, with a block under her head and a wooden horse next to her legs.
Mag stood at the door for a long time.
He reached out and turned off the light, turned around, stopped again, and after a while, he reached out and turned the light back on.
After walking into her room and carrying a quilt and a soft pillow, Mag slowly pulled out the long block under Barbara's head, stuffed the soft pillow inside, and then covered her with the fluffy quilt.
"Huh." Barbara snorted comfortably, her frown slowly relaxed, and she buried her head in the soft pillow. She let go and hugged the warm quilt with her hands, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Being too soft-hearted is also a disease." Mag sighed, shook his head with a smile, turned and walked towards the door, turned off the light, and gently closed the door.
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The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell on the signboard of Dailan Fabric Store.
A luxurious carriage stopped in front of the store. Gloria got out of the carriage with her skirt in hand. Her face looked a little tired, but her eyes were bright.
"Miss, after several master tailors worked all night, the first dress made to your size has been completed. Do you want to try it on?" Mars opened the door and came out, usually meticulously combing his hair. Her hair was a little oily and messy on her back, the stubble under her chin was already a little long, and the dark circles under her eyes were quite serious. She looked like she hadn't slept in a few days, but she looked a little excited when she looked at Gloria.
"Thank you, I'll give it a try now." Gloria also had a surprised smile on her face and quickly followed Mars towards the store.
In the fabric shop, two tailors were arranging a hanging dark blue dress, and two young men had fallen asleep on chairs nearby.
A female clerk who got up early and came to the store was yawning. When she saw Gloria coming in from the door, she quickly stood up straight.
"Andre, Master Blanche, thank you for your hard work." Gloria nodded slightly to the two tailors as soon as she entered the door.
"Miss Gloria, you're welcome. We have made this dress according to the drawing you gave us. Please check if you are satisfied with it." An, who was wearing a black robe and holding a long wooden ruler in her hand, Andre returned the greeting.
Blanche on the side also looked expectantly at Gloria and the skirt in front of her.
Needless to say, as soon as they entered the door, Gloria's eyes were already attracted by the dress hanging in the center of the fabric store.
The light blue backless dress is dotted with sparkling gemstone flakes, and the fishtail-like tight skirt looks very slender. Hanging there, it seems to glow, gorgeous and elegant.
"What a beautiful skirt!" Gloria couldn't help but breathe a little faster. She had imagined many times in the past few days what this skirt would look like after it was made, but when the skirt was actually placed in front of her. It still surprised her.
She likes skirts, especially after her appearance recovered. She puts on a new skirt almost every day, wanting to wear all the skirts she could only look at before.
And this skirt was the most beautiful skirt she had ever seen.
"The designer of this skirt is a genius. Whether it is the overall design of the skirt or the processing of various details, he shows his genius idea for the skirt design. I never thought that after hanging so many gemstones on the skirt , the effect is not vulgar, but elegant and incredible." Andre said with some emotion.
"Yes, I have been making clothes for decades, and the skirt is what I am most proud of, but this skirt is the most perfect and beautiful skirt that I have ever participated in making." Blanche looked at it with burning eyes. Wearing a dress, he made no secret of his admiration.
"He is indeed a genius." A smile appeared on Gloria's face, and she walked towards the fitting room at the back and said, "Put on this dress for me."
"Yes!" The clerk responded quickly, carefully holding the dress and walking towards the fitting room.
