Vol 3 Chapter 126: calm

When Witt woke up, he found himself lying in the warm lint quilt, he let out a heavy cough, and endured the headache and slowly opened his eyes.
In the dark room, Werther recalled the structure of the spell model of the secondary light technique, and slowly outlined the light spell model with mental power.
The soft little ball of light appeared, and with the help of magic light, Witt could see the surrounding things clearly.
In a simple bedroom with a bed, desk, chair, and sink, Witt got up barefoot and stepped on the wooden floor, unexpectedly warm.
The walls and ceiling are made of wooden materials, and there are looming mysterious patterns and subtle magical reactions on them.
"Is this a magic ship?"
At this time, Witt saw a pair of new boots next to the chair, a brand-new magic robe and hexagram emblem on the desk, as well as his own magic book, the small conch and the head of Lady Turtledove.
With a smile on his face, he cast a secondary spell on the head of Lady Turtledove to preserve freshness, put on a new magic robe, put on warm calfskin boots, pinned the hexapod emblem to him, put away his own things, and walked out. The room.
The arc-shaped promenade has doors on both sides, and on the ceiling of the promenade is a small controllable ball of light three meters apart.
boom!
A chubby wooden peg jumped out of the floor, bowing somewhat funny and said: "Respected Mr. Witte, I am a wooden crew member of the Magic Ship Seeking Knowledge 330, and you are welcome to board the Magic Ship Seeking Knowledge."
Witte looked at the round wooden figure about to his knees, and said with a sad smile on his gray face: "Do you know who saved me?"
No. 330 turned around and said happily: "I know, I know! It's a great flame spreader. The adult ordered me to take Mr. Witte to the restaurant first, and then go to him."
Witte grinned reluctantly and said, "Then please follow the arrangements of Lord Fireman. Trouble Mr. 330 will lead the way."
"You actually call No. 330 Mr. No. 330 feels terrified and excited! No. 330 will take Mr. Witte to the restaurant." As soon as the voice fell, No. 330 dragged Witte's trousers along the corridor.
Witte has heard of this kind of life, and he has created a certain wisdom life through activation spells and enlightenment spells, but this kind of enlightenment has great limitations. They can only be implemented, and lack flexibility and creativity.
"Dead things can be activated and gain life. I wonder if it is possible to bring back Misa and Mr. Turtledove?"
Witte murmured.
He followed No. 330 to the restaurant on the second floor of the magic ship. The entire second floor was more than five meters high. Hundreds of controllable light spheres exuded a soft light. Nearly two hundred apprentice wizards were having fun. They were enjoying the meal happily. .
Witte looked at these relaxed and free-spirited wizard apprentices with envious eyes.
"It would be great if I, Misha and Mr. Turtledove could all live on the magic ship."
After eating, Witte, led by No. 330, met the legendary fire bearer, the chairman of the magic council, and the only official wizard Ace.
"Dear Fire Bearer Ace, you are the pioneer of the magic road, the only light in the long night, the guide of the wizards, and the senior wizard apprentice Witte salutes you!"
Witte, who was still gray after eating, bowed and said, the six-pointed star badge flashing on his chest.
"Witt, I have known your situation through the Milne Branch. I am very sorry for what happened to Misha and Rita. When we investigated the facts, Misha was dead, and I only had time to kill the direct murderer, Gore. My uncle, Gotha, may be too angry. I attacked the correctional facility and ran away embarrassed by Karim."
Ace said to Witt with a sad and wry smile.
"Is Mr. Turtledove's real name Rita?" Witt asked with a dim expression.
After Ace nodded, Witte continued: "Master Ace, you have tried your best. Everything is my own fault that caused the current situation. If I don't fall in love with Misha, maybe she is still alive now. If I will go with Mr. Turtledo, and Mr. Turtledo may also be alive."
"We all feel sorry for them, but Werther," Ace said, "The fault of all this is not you, but the current lifeless system! We don't want war, we also want peace, we also want Live in harmony with the gods!
However, they disagree!
The gods have never issued oracles to allow mortals to study transcendence and mortals to achieve transcendence.
We just want to study the transcendence, we just want to be close to the truth, we don't want to threaten anyone, we respect the gods as much, what's wrong with us?
Why does the Goddess slander us as blasphemers! Why punish us? "
Ace's demeanor gradually became a little angry, and his calm tone was full of anger.
"Yes! We are not wrong. What is wrong is the godly aristocracy, what is wrong is the system they established, why only they can be extraordinary, and why only they can be superior!
We gain strength through our own efforts, we are not wrong! "
With a sad look on Witt, the resentment and unwillingness in his heart were aroused, and he followed and roared.
"Yes, Witt, we are not wrong, and we are not blasphemy. It is the rotten gods and nobles who hold extraordinary power. They try to monopolize all the channels of ascending, so that mortals can be their cows and livestock in peace!
However, we can't just sink into this, we mortals can achieve extraordinary, since we wizards have appeared, it proves that the world allows us to achieve extraordinary ~EbookFREE.me~ The gods do not oppose us to achieve extraordinary!
Existence is reasonable, and the godly nobles are the biggest blasphemers!
You are the only one who has become a senior wizard apprentice outside of the tower's territory. You are welcome to join the tower. Together, we will walk the path of truth and overthrow the ruined godly noble rule! "
Witte looked at Ace’s outstretched hand, as if a drowning man grabbed the life-saving straw, held Ace’s hand tightly, and asked: "Dear Ace, on the road to the truth, we may be resurrected and passed away. People?"
Ace listened to Werther’s words and whispered,
I can’t guarantee anything that I haven’t found. But according to my current research, the dead are not gone forever. As long as the true spirit of the dead still exists, they will be recovered. Possible."
He doesn't care about the truth, but he wants revenge, and he wants to tour the dead Mr. Misha and Turtledove.
Ace looked at Werther with complex eyes, and slowly said to Werther who was full of expectations: "There is another situation where your body and soul have been corroded by negative energy and flames of pain. The situation is very serious and may be irreversible. "
Ace looked at Werther's eyes, cruelly speaking out possible judgments.
"In other words, you will die."
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