Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

He Shenyan actually didn't go anywhere. He opened a portal and just returned to his mage tower. However, it was empty here, and the streets were very lively. The people of Ionia seem to be celebrating the Blossoming of Spirits, an ancient festival where legends say they can meet the dead.

"Wind!" He stood in the hall on the first floor of the Mage Tower and shouted upstairs. It didn't take long for a white giant wolf to emerge from the stairs. If it wasn't for the spell that he casted on the tower to freely change the size of the interior, she really couldn't let her go down the stairs freely.

"Why are you so fat?"

Seeing the wind again, He Shenyan's first sentence made the wolf howl, turning his back and ignoring him. The mage smiled and kicked her hind legs, but she blocked her with his tail.

"Okay, okay, my fault." He Shenyan shrugged, and when the wind turned back, he changed his face instantly, pinched her ears, and rubbed her head around. , the furry feel is very good.

The wind let out a whimpering scream, and fell to the ground at the same time. After playing for a while, He Shenyan stopped. He simply lay down and leaned on Feng's body. Her huge body is now enough to be called a giant beast, but her actions are still as cautious as before.

Seeing He Shenyan lay down, she even moved the big furry tail over and covered him.

"How have you been recently?" he asked with a smile.

"Wow!"

"Yes, I can see... You eat a little too well, Feng, have you finished all the dragon hearts I left for you?"

"Ugh..."

"If you eat too much, you'll get fat. Look, you're more rounded now than before - good, good, I won't say it." , he asked again.

"What about the ring?"

Feng glanced at him with listless eyes, and gently pushed his head against him. It means that I don't know it, and by the way, I took revenge.

The mage thought about it carefully, and didn't bother to care about him - that kid is a reality **** now, as long as he doesn't act stupid, Valoran basically walks sideways. Speaking of which, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have thrown such an apprentice in the Freljord who had taught a little something... I hope he didn't cause anything wrong.

Well, I am really an irresponsible teacher. But... it doesn't matter.

Thinking of this, he leaned back comfortably, and simply fell asleep directly on Feng's body, ignoring the latter's feelings - although she didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all, and even enjoyed it.

This is a reasonable and legal fish. After all, it would be so tiring to be busy saving the world every day. He Shenyan thought.

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Someone is catching fish, so of course someone has to work hard. You can't think of a second choice for this guy besides Nasus, who is too busy to die of overwork.

The kobold's residence has been changed from the previous tent to the room, and from the room to the current larger room. Perhaps the only constants were his scepter and his growing list of documents. With the gradual revival of Shurima, his day-to-day tasks have surpassed the records he had when he was a maester.

At that time, his record was 321 documents a day, and now... Nasus is too lazy to count, he can only say that it is definitely far beyond this number.

You ask me how did he know?

Very simple, just look at his room.

The countless documents had piled up in every corner of the room, and it was hard for anyone to even have a place to stay. Nasus had just discovered this, and the kobold rubbed his eyes. He suddenly realized that he hadn't seen the sun for about half a month, nor had he walked out of the room.

"The last one...then I'll go to rest." The dog-head man muttered, looking down at the official document, his brows instantly wrinkled.

"Need to build a new temple?"

There are already two temples in the city, one for Setaka and one for Azir. Another one? Who are they going to build?

Well, having faith is always a good thing. The dog head nodded.

Finally, he glanced at the official document on the table about the construction of the new temple. After going through it in his mind, he wrote the word "pass", and then threw it on the table, leaving it alone.

"I have to go out for a walk..." The ancient ascendant stood up, and he didn't look like a demigod, but rather a hard-working social animal. He even hammered his waist. Frankly speaking, dealing with official documents was really exhausting, more tiring than fighting. The mental attrition is the most excruciating.

Fatigue from combat is only temporary, and the adrenaline will make you not feel tired at all during combat, but only feel excited. And the sense of honor after defeating the enemy is enough to dilute the feeling of exhaustion. Only these complicated official duties will make people feel more and more exhausted unconsciously.

Gu Qi

Nasus had thought he would never feel spiritually empty, but now, he was wrong.

And it's outrageous.

Nasus stood up cautiously, he would never let himself touch the papers that had been placed. The dog-headed man moved a little bit and walked out of the room. This simple process actually took him ten minutes.

The moment he opened the room, the warm sunlight shone on his face, which made him feel like he was in a different world.

"Sir." The guards standing guard outside the door saw him walking out and bowed their heads respectfully. They were the ones who knew how hard Nasus worked every day, and naturally they respected him more.

"Ah, I remember your name... Iris, right?"

"Yes, my lord." The guard laughed, but he still remembered his duties, and immediately returned to his expressionless face.

Nasus could tell that the guard was excited that he remembered his name, but it wasn't so obvious. The kobold smiled, and his dog's head looked so kind. However, it is understandable - after all, his age is indeed the ancestor of this guard.

Ah, boy, I remember each of your names.... he said to himself.

"I'm going out for a walk, Iris. Just tell them to remove the official documents inside.... Also, bring them a word. Next time about the merchant applying for a new item, don't need it. Send it to my table and let them decide for themselves. The new monetary system we've put in place has developed enough, at least not now..."

Looking at the guard's blank face, Nasus laughed: "Also, why am I telling you this? Forget it, remember to bring it to them... That's it."

He walked away slowly, leaning on his scepter, and for some reason the guard suddenly thought he looked like an old man on crutches.

When he came to the street, this time, Nasus really felt that he had come to another world - just half a month without going out, the street changed. Dusty road surfaces become neat and clean. Although there is still sand, it is still a stone pavement. There are not many people on the road, and it is correct that no one goes out at noon.

You wouldn't want to hang out in the sun at noon in the desert unless you're an Ascendant like Nasus. The scorching sun was not even warm enough for him to take a hot bath, it could only be considered a good sunbathing.

But... this temperature is sometimes counterproductive.

The dog-headed man scratched his chin, and he was suddenly a little lazy. Continuing to walk along the street, the once low city wall also became taller. The guards on the sentry are meticulously doing their jobs. In less than a year, the city has transformed from a village gathering tribe to a real city......

Shurima's decline is inevitable, but that time of decline is over, and now.... is the time for revival.

Nasus smiled proudly at the sight of what he had brought about. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for his emotions to be diluted by the arrival of a person.

Aatrox's voice sounded behind him: "Ah, Nasus, they said you were hanging out on the street, so I was thinking of coming to you, and you are here. Are all the papers finished?"

The dog-headed man turned his head: "...General, I think you don't know how long I have to correct my official documents every day."

Aatrox smiled awkwardly: "I'm just looking for a topic, it's like chatting about the weather... If you don't like it, we can change it."

As he talked, he actually pointed to the sun in the sky: "The weather is good today, isn't it?"

Nasus looked at him blankly and shook his head slowly.

Aatrox, who knew he was wrong, shrugged: "No way, you know, I'm really not very good at this. And what I'm good at... We can't do it now."

"Then can you at least do me a favor?"

"You say it!" Aatrox came to the spirit, he hammered his breastplate, and said loudly: "I will do it!"

Nasus nodded: "Very good, General..."

He said slowly, "I want you to correct a day's official documents for me, how about that?"

Aatrox's answer made him stunned for a while. I saw the demigod of Setaka, who was second only to Feishengwu, slowly turned around, spread his wings, and flew away in a hurry, leaving only the dog-headed man: "I suddenly have something to do, Nasus. , let's meet again in half a month."

Nasus blinked, then lowered his head, and a scheming smile appeared on the corners of his mouth—he had long known that Aatrox would react this way, and Setaka was on top, he just wanted to be quiet for a while.

Having said that, it didn't take long before he was back in the room. Continue to start to correct the official documents in the dark. If he went on like this, Nasus felt that he would definitely choose to take a nap, and then he would lose an afternoon.

Forget it, keep working.