Chapter 60

The early morning sun passed through the windows of the North Tower, leaving a hazy silhouette between the stairs. The subtle dust in the air overlaps with the smell of parchment, just like a poem in the morning.

Lauren, standing outside the door, is not in a good mood to appreciate any bullshit poems at this moment. The expression was extremely embarrassed. In addition, I didn't sleep all night, and there were a lot of blood in my eyes.

However, there is some good news - the little wizard is not seriously ill, but he is too busy recently and often doesn't eat. He can recover after a little conditioning in a few days. It's a blessing to some extent; Of course, if it's just like this, it won't embarrass him

"May I go in?"

He asked tentatively, but there was no response. Quan Dang, who was acquiesced by the other party, directly pushed the door open and went in with the soup.

"You, you... When did I say I let you in? Get out, get out!"

The little wizard immediately panicked when he saw Loren entering the door. He lay in bed and wrapped himself in a quilt: "get out, I don't want to see you now, get out!"

"Just a minute," Lauren said. "As long as you take the medicine - trust me, I've made it all according to the formula in the book. There's absolutely no problem."

"Who will believe your nonsense, you big liar, a big liar full of lies!" the little wizard hiding in the quilt is still screaming. This time he can hear it tomorrow, which is different from before: "anyway, I don't intend to live, just let me die!"

"I'm really sorry. Although you are seriously ill, you still have a long way to go." after tossing around all night, his patience is almost polished: "and covering up the quilt can't solve any problem - do you need me to 'help' you lift the quilt?"

"No!" the little wizard reacted more fiercely: "you can't think, I'll never let you see me!"

Loren was almost tormented by the other party's unreasonable trouble: "there's no need at all - you seem to have forgotten who carried you to the dormitory last night, made the quilt, and then took off your clothes for you..."

"Shut up, don't you say!" the little wizard under the quilt trembled even more, and his voice was still crying: "don't you say, I don't allow you to say..."

With a long sigh, Loren put the medicine on the bedside table and sat by the bed. The little wizard hiding in the quilt curled up like a frightened rabbit.

"Take the medicine and I won't say it."

The little wizard who was "threatened" was "forced out of the quilt, with tears on his pale face and swollen eyes. While drinking the soup and medicine, he stared at Lauren. He could hardly wait to eat him the next second.

The bottom of Loren's heart is a mess. Even now, he can't alleviate the "shock" he received last night - although he has joked before, he never thought it was true!

Ayn Rand... Or should be called Ayn Rand, is a real witch. Although it's not easy to lose weight, it's definitely true!

The reason why she hasn't been found before is that she is too thin, and although she is beautiful but relatively neutral, what's more important is the "sound changing medicine" prepared by Dalton kand for her, which can make the sound a little rougher in an ounce, and basically has no side effects.

So that's the real reason Dalton kand apprenticed the little wizard - the world is so strict with witches that it's almost intolerable. Once found, the end will often be very sad.

This is not just a folk rumor or church order, but the hidden rules of the wizard class. Because too many witches are too emotional to resist the empty will and become crazy and even more terrible "existence".

"Are you satisfied now? Yes, I'm a witch, are you satisfied?" Ayn's voice trembled with tears, and her mood became more and more excited: "go tell the church, tell them, and see what they will do to me!"

"I will never tell anyone." Lauren looked at her calmly. "I said I would protect you - yes, I am a liar and I have lied a lot. But... I never broke my promise."

"Maybe I'm not qualified to say that, but please believe me again."

The excited little wizard gradually regained his calm. The reason why she did that before was that the incident happened suddenly. She was seriously ill and her biggest secret was revealed, which made her completely out of control.

When she recovered her reason, she changed back to the original little wizard, the sharp minded genius alchemist.

"How many people know about this?" Lauren asked after hesitating for a while.

"Mentor Dalton knows." the pale Ayn hasn't fully recovered, and his voice is a little soft: "and Dean Peter, except them, even other mentors don't know about it - of course, that bastard Isaac doesn't know."

It shows that they also know how dangerous this thing is - cultivating a witch, even people like Loren who have just stepped into the wizard circle know how high the risk is. Dalton and Peter, what on earth are they doing to bring Ayn

"You don't have to doubt the tutors. I asked them to agree." the little wizard who saw Loren's doubts quickly explained: "in short... The situation was very complicated at that time, but there was absolutely no other reason!"

"Well, your name is really..."

"It's Ayn Rand." the little wizard shook his head very stubbornly. "In addition, I won't live with a second name. I swear."

It seems that the water inside is much deeper than he thought... Lauren sighed in the bottom of his heart, but at least he can be sure that the "hidden devil" should have nothing to do with Ayn, otherwise Dalton would not let himself have any contact with her.

It should be something more obscure, deeper and more dangerous that makes them so cautious that they turn pale when they smell it.

The existence of witches is indeed very dangerous, but this is the remote and desolate vimpar. As long as things don't spread, even the emergence of a witch won't cause much panic. After all, no one has seen it for hundreds of years, and no one will be afraid. It's just a legendary thing.

"So, I'm the third person to know the secret," said Lauren, still smiling. "Er... At least a little ahead of Isaac."

"I, I won't tell that pretentious bastard!" two blushes floated on Ayn's pale face: "don't be amorous, you'll find that it's... Accident." at the back, her voice was more subtle, and finally she couldn't even hear herself.

"HMM... why not?" Lauren raised his mouth. "How about I tell you a secret I've never told anyone?"

"What secret?"

"Look at my hair and eyes - it's special, isn't it? You've never seen it before." Loren whispered and slowly approached the little wizard's ear. His pale cheeks were as red as drunk, his eyes were wide, and his hands couldn't help grasping the quilt.

"I... Don't... Belong to this world."

Loren's voice was like a breeze. The little wizard with crisp ears didn't even fully hear what he said. He was nervous and trembling from head to foot.

Until he left, AI Yin returned to normal slightly, but his face was still bright red: "you, what did you just say?"

"Hmm? I should have made it very clear just now." Lauren frowned. "I come from another world. Everyone there has their own magic wand, but we call that mobile phone."

"Oh, by the way, we have a similar religion over there, but we often have to practice for one or two hundred years, so it's more like a wizard than a priest. All the people in it are experienced elders who can talk and laugh with you..."

"Bang --!"

Before he finished, Loren was driven out of the room and the door behind him slammed shut.

"If you want to cheat me next time, please make it up properly, big liar --!"