Vol 3 Chapter 19: Opened
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Create the Age of Magic
- Dream Hunter
- 1195 characters
- 2021-03-04 02:02:53
? Horn and Terry worked with the mage to hang the sign in front of the door.
The sign of is impressively written in large characters, House of Magic!
Yes, the name written on the sign is House of Magic and not Magic Council.
They are now distributing the knowledge of learning magic, and it will take at least a month for the first magician to appear.
Now they have too few people, Horn is going to wait for them to form a large scale before the official name of the Foreign Magic Council.
The name of a small organization with only ten people called the Magic Council would only make people laugh.
As for magic, ordinary people like the maids and butler Alf have already been familiar with these days. Who has not been frightened by magic in this house?
After this month of running-in, they have basically gotten used to living in the house. Even Alfou, who has a heart attack, and the timid maids can keep their faces unchanged when they see some weird scenes.
When the House of Magic brand went out, it basically meant that Horn and the others had a bright future for the wild witches, and their journey to create an era of magicians officially began.
The knowledge they want to transmit will be invaluable to every wild witch, and no wild witch can withstand the temptation to become stronger.
In Horn's expectation, as long as his sign hangs out, wild witch goalkeepers who are unwilling to succumb to fate flood in like a tide, blocking the water blocking the gate.
And Horn was passionate to give them a speech, and at the same time eliminated some unqualified wild witches, and selected a few particularly talented wild witches to join.
Of course this is just his fantasy.
In fact, no one walked in for an hour after the sign went out. Nearly twenty people in a group stood in the cold wind so stupidly.
The little maids shivered with cold, and the smile on Horn's face gradually stiffened.
no one came,
not a single one……
Because of the magic in the body, this degree of cold is not enough to make Horn feel uncomfortable, but a wild witch did not come and he had previously expected a huge gap.
makes his mind empty.
It feels almost like finding out that I have won a big prize, but when redeeming the prize, I found that I misread a number...
"Did we do something wrong..." Horn whispered softly.
Daniel stretched out his fingers and said softly, "Maybe they don’t know what magic is..."
Oh, they don’t know what magic is, so in the eyes of others, this is a place where they don’t even know what they are doing...
"Well, it's very cold today, everyone shouldn't come out to hang out."
The little maid, Irene, put her hand on her mouth and blew her hand to warm her hand. Weakly said that they are basically familiar with everyone in the house, but Horn is very mysterious and inexplicable in their hearts. majesty.
Oh, it’s cold so no one comes out shopping...
"In fact, ours is still quite remote, and no one knows how to get here."
Ian, holding the hardcover version of "Magic Circle Analysis" in his hand, looked through it, and said to Horn.
Oh, the road here is too hard to find, many wild witches don’t even know this place...
The three sentences hit Horn’s heart in turn like three straightened rubber bands. He thought he had prepared the things that should be taught to the wild witch, the venue was arranged, and the system was customized, but he didn’t expect it to be. There are so many twists and turns...
The "Magic Array Analysis" held by Yi'an is actually the original "Magic Array Decomposition and Combination and Magic Array Spell Analysis"
Everyone agreed that the title of the book was too long, so Horn simplified it a bit.
Horn patted his chest to comfort himself. This is the first time that he has no experience in doing this kind of thing.
Seeing that the butler Alfo and the little maids were shaking with cold, Horn waved his hand and a stream of heat enveloped them.
For an instant, everyone felt warmer than indoors.
Masile stood in the corner of the team and laughed, these guys really have no experience.
I don’t know what it is, whether it’s cold or remote.
Isn't the reason why no one came at all because they didn't advertise? No one knows how good your things are here.
Although I don't know what the magic Horn and the others use is, but before opening the store, you must advertise this to let others know. Marsile still knows this.
This should be common sense...
Now Horn is in a bad mood, Marsile sniffed Horn and he immediately noticed him, and he looked at Marsile with a fierce look.
"what are you laughing at?"
If his answer can't satisfy Horn, Horn has already figured out how to punish him.
The punishment of plucking his chest hair with the hand of a meticulously controlled mage should be good. Horn flashed a hint of malice in his right eye. The idea of plucking chest hair lingered in Horn's mind as soon as it appeared~www.mtlnovel. com~ Seeing Horn looking at his chest with a weird look, Marsile felt a deep malice.
More than a month of getting along let him know that these young but powerful superhumans are very human, so they will certainly not do excessive things, but even some pranks he can't bear.
Then Masile's mind was running fast, and the language was organized in an instant.
"Well, Lord Horn, I laughed only after thinking of a solution that no one came to. I'm so happy to be able to help Master solve the problem.
Masile's fierce face forced a chrysanthemum-like smile, and Horn had goose bumps when he watched.
Yi'an put down the book and looked at Marsile and Horn weirdly. The heart activities of the two were really interesting to him, but he didn't break Marsile's rhetoric. After all, people are hard to break.
"What solution, talk about it." Horn put aside the thought of plucking his chest hair and looked at Marsile expectantly.
Masile wiped the sweat off his head and quickly said:
"Although I don’t know what the masters want to do, but we want to attract people in such remote places, you have to advertise.
What do we do here, what are the benefits of coming to us, our address and the like are posted on the streets and alleys of Boulder City, so that someone will come by then. "
After listening to Marsile’s words, Horn suddenly realized that he really had to advertise first. In my impression, if the shops around the carpenter's shop had to open the door, they had to advertise before they could have customers.
But he had always thought that his house of magic should be a place that all wild witches dream of. Now it seems that wild witches don't even know what magic is or their existence, so why would anyone come.