Abyss Demon of the Worlds

  Chapter 49 Realistic Beat

  Finally, I went through a lot of selection.

  In the eyes of Char's envy, Saya, who was talented better than him, and whose other conditions were far above him, was selected by a mentor.

  I think it should be more valued.

  Although Saya is the favorite of his mentor, when he looks at him with ‘I’m hungry’, his face is not very good.

  He clearly saw the big bat drooling at himself.

  Saya, whose mentality has changed a little, waved to Char for the sake of face with a strong smile on his face, looking happy in the breeze.

   secretly prayed in her heart: ‘I hope I really will be a student, not a feed...’

  Seeing that there is no mentor from the side, Char is envious: ‘Smiling so happy, he must have been selected by a good mentor. ’鈥斺�

  Although the house is a wooden structure, the whole is built on a huge unknown plant.

  The natural structure is like a house growing on a plant, without many artificial traces.

   Holding the token in his hand and looking at the huge wooden house in front of him, Char swallowed.

  He knows that if there is no accident, the people living inside will be his mentors, so he will inevitably feel nervous.

  He doesn't know whether his mentor will like him or not, and he doesn't have much confidence.

  After all, he is really inconspicuous, and he himself does not feel that he has any place worthy of others' attention.

   summoned the courage and tapped the doorbell.

   Before he waited long, a tree vine peeked from the roof, and twisted around Charr crookedly like a snake.

   makes him feel a bit numb in his scalp, and there is an illusion that he will be bitten.

  After the observation, a somewhat old hoarse voice came from it: "New apprentice?"

  Charl saw that this thing could still spread the word, and quickly replied: "Yes, my name is Char. I just arrived at the academy today."

   Seeing Shuteng swaying up and down a few times after listening to his own words, Char is not sure about it: ‘This should mean nodding? ’

Vaguely, he seemed to hear an unclear murmur from the trees and vines: "Isn't that one a year? Today is the day of the month... Does time pass so fast? It seems that? The last time I was shocked by the explosion to my head, I really have sequelae. I said how old I feel that time flies quickly. I didn't expect that a year passed in a blink of an eye..."

  Charl began to feel a bad feeling in his heart: ‘How can this tutor look abnormal...’

After muttering to himself for a while, the other party turned his gaze to Char; "Why do you look thin and unhealthy? It must be poor food at home. It reminds me of my youthful years. I went to a prostitute for the first time..."

  ‘? ? ? ’

  Listening to the words of his tutor’s preface, which did not follow, Charr immediately confirmed his suspicion that this tutor was indeed abnormal.

  He suddenly felt strong doubts about whether his apprenticeship could go through smoothly.

  ‘Are you sure that the guy in the college can teach students? ’

  In a daze, Char seems to have seen the gray-haired himself still wearing an apprentice costume in his old age: ‘Maybe I will be an apprentice for a lifetime...’

  He is not alone in facing such troubles.

At this moment, seeing the middle-aged male tutor who is wearing lipstick on the left half of his body in front of him wearing women's clothing and the right half of his body wearing men's clothing, he is not paying attention to himself, but is applying lipstick on his own. Saya is also worried about his future; , Can I really be a teacher? ’

In a certain laboratory, a five or six-year-old boy, looking not far away, with only three or two withered yellow hairs on his head, looked a little crazy, was walking towards him with a syringe and couldn't help swallowing. Swallowing, trying to use the charm of language to solve the current dilemma: "Tutor, I don't think you can be so anxious. It's not too late to do experiments or something..."

I saw a ghostly smile on the other's thin face, and said with a hoarse smile: "Jie Jie Jie... Don't be afraid, devoting yourself to the experiment is a process that every great wizard has to go through. I just help you advance... "

   Sniffed slightly and sucked it back into his nose. The little boy smiled reluctantly and said, "I don't need it, I don't think I am young in such a hurry."

"Humph!"

  The old man made a casual move, and directly put him in his hand and said decisively: "You have no right to refuse!"

   Then directly in the opponent's desperate eyes, he injected the turbid gray-black liquid into the opponent's body.

  Only the first day, in the face of the beating of reality, most apprentice wizards have doubts about their future... 鈥斺�

  Three years later, Olga’s twentieth year arrived in this world.

In the Quiet Heart Academy, Olga, dressed in a red dress similar to a suit, sat on a soft seat with a relaxed look, and said to the young male wizard who was about 30 years old in front of him: "I am very I like the activation spell you invented, so I want to buy knowledge about it from you."

Seeing Olga’s casual attitude, the young wizard frowned slightly. He felt that his reputation as a genius wizard was not respected. After thinking about his strength at the top level, he decided not to pursue this issue for the time being. .

However, having said that, if you want to buy your own witchcraft, in his opinion, he can’t be so insincere, so he speaks arrogantly: “The spell has just been researched, so I’m not prepared for it. For sale, if you really need it, please wait for a while until I thoroughly study it."

   Regarding his shirk, Olga didn't care, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't study it clearly, I just need its general idea."

Seeing Orrga, who was swearing to give up without reaching his goal, he frowned after thinking about it: "...I'll just say it. Actually, I don't want to sell that spell now, so please go back. ."

Facing his direct refusal, Orrjuga looked at the other person’s face and looked at the unconcealed pride on his face. Orrjuga couldn't help but chuckled; "You don't seem to be able to figure it out. Position yourself."

   Without waiting for the other party to understand her words, Olga raised one hand and slapped gently.

"Snapped!"

   Accompanied by a clear and extremely clear slap in the face, the opponent's body was immediately pumped into the air by an unstoppable force, and it volleyed ten times.

  When he fell to the ground, his feet were still standing at the position just now, even the footprints were perfectly overlapped, without deviation.

Looking at the dizzy opponent who couldn't help kneeling on the ground, Olga sat in a chair and looked down at the opponent's eyes, calmly speaking, "I'll give you another chance to organize language and answer me again. The previous issue."

   swallowed the blood foam in his mouth, and through the other's eyes, the young wizard felt a life-and-death crisis.

Sweat broke out of his forehead, and a charming smile hung on his swollen face: "I was not clear about what I meant just now. I really don't plan to sell this witchcraft. After all, how dare I take your money? I'm going to Send it directly to you, which represents my little care for you.'

  Oljuga nodded in satisfaction: "Very good."

  (End of this chapter)