Vol 2 Chapter 319: Peeper

Al looked at the pastors of the church of the Goddess of Aurora who had passed out in a coma. Before he could speak, Melfasa took the lead and said: "Al, don’t worry, these guys are in a coma, and they don’t. I will remember the existence of the three of us. Although I will not kill them, it does not mean that I will let them pass on today’s matter back."
While talking, Melfax lighted up a test tube in Al's hand. Most of the medicine in the test tube had disappeared, and only a small part was stored at the bottom of the test tube.
"This potion is extracted from a plant in the Fairy Forest. The witchcraft used with this potion can erase the memory of the target, and the effect is very ideal."
After saying this, Melfasa put away the test tube and slowly stretched out his hand. The blue and white light bands gushing out from the palm of his hand, spreading downward in a spiral shape, drawing a huge The witch formation.
"Al, Saifa Duan, you two come in, it's time to leave here."
After returning to the top floor of the Great Library, Al said goodbye to Melfasa, left the Melfasa laboratory on the top floor, and returned to his own small courtyard in Oran City.
When Al returned to the small courtyard, he happened to see Peggy standing in front of the test bench he built in the house doing experiments.
Under Al’s guidance, Peggy did not take a lot of detours. In the past, Peggy herself had fumbled forward on the wizarding road. Under Al’s guidance, she also understood everything. This directly makes In just one week after arriving in Oran, Page successfully promoted to the limit of apprenticeship as a wizard, only one step away from the first-level wizard.
Seeing Al walked into the laboratory, Peggy stepped forward and bowed to Al slightly and said: "My lord, you are back. I don't know what do you want, my lord?"
With a faint smile, Al shook his head and said, "I have nothing to order. I just want to tell you that after you are promoted to an official wizard, you need a "cured wizard template" and one that can be used at the official wizard level. If you don’t have these two things, you can’t be regarded as a real first-level wizard."
Listening to Al’s words, Peggy was taken aback for a moment, and then she said with a sad expression:
I don’t have either a'cured witchcraft template' or a meditation idea that can be used by formal wizards. In fact, I can go to this level. It’s beyond my own imagination. My parents are not even as good as me. I should be content."
With his eyebrows raised slightly, Al looked at Paige and smiled: "Contented? Why are you contented? Are you really content? Okay, don't say this kind of frustrating thing later, otherwise you will leave, since you are me Servant, then leave the "cured witchcraft template" and the meditation idea to me, I will find it for you, but in exchange, you draw the witch formation into the basement, and then follow the method I taught you to put this It is not difficult to configure this kind of medicine, but it is very cumbersome. Don’t worry about it, just keep the accuracy."
After speaking, Al took out two parchment scrolls from his body and placed them in Peggy's hands. Then he went straight back to his room and began his own research and meditation.
Seeing Al who was leaving, Peggy's face showed a trace of excitement, but soon the trace of excitement disappeared. After taking a deep breath, Peggy opened the parchment scroll on her hand very solemnly. Here, I first looked at the picture with the witch formation, and found nothing unclear, then opened the parchment scroll containing the medicine.
As Al said, the medicine formula recorded on the parchment scroll is indeed within her ability, but the step by step is extremely cumbersome. For Peggy, it is not an easy task to complete.
"A tedious task is good, otherwise, how can it be worthy of the dedication of Lord Al to me? I must configure this potion perfectly to repay Lord Al for his kindness to me."
Thinking of this, Peggy immediately took out a notebook and began to use a quill pen to analyze and write the configuration of the medicine and all the necessary preparations.
Both Al and Peggy started to get busy, even the old Tridi was constantly busy in the kitchen, preparing drinks and food for Al and Peggy.
Just when the three people in the small courtyard were all busy, a luxurious carriage was parked on the side of the street opposite the small courtyard. At this time, a young man with dark eyes was thick, looking sick and looking through the carriage window. Looking at the small courtyard, he whispered to the attendant sitting next to him: "Did you see that is correct, that beauty lives in this small courtyard?"
"That's right, honorable Lord Bright, that beauty lives here. According to the subordinates' inquiries, that beauty is a man's maid, and that man has been in and out of the library recently, as if he was a scholar or something. "
The status of scholars in the Orlando Empire is very high. Basically, all prestigious scholars will be invited to their homes by some nobles to be regarded as guest of honor. The aristocracy is comparable to that, so when the young man called Bright heard what his attendant said, he frowned and his expression remained unchanged.
When the attendant saw his master’s expression, he immediately knew what the other party was thinking. He only smiled at Bright and went on to say: "My lord, although that kid is a scholar, he has not been hired by any family. , And as long as he has a little background, he won't live in such a small courtyard."
Hearing this, Bright's eyes lit up. He looked at the attendant and said in a low voice: "He has not been hired yet, but what if he is hired by which family in the future? Although this may not be a big deal, just in case In case."
When the attendant heard Bright’s words, he immediately smiled and lowered his head and said: "My lord, I have a way to prevent him from being hired by any family. Not now, and not in the future. After all, no family likes to hire a disabled person, and A scholar who has no eyes, no words, and no hands is no different from trash. It is impossible for anyone to be willing to hire him."
Bright's eyes lit up, and he smiled as he looked at the attendant who liked him, and was extremely satisfied. (To be continued.)