The suitcase stood on the dripping street, with the dagger still trembling on the lid, staring at Konina. Then it slightly changed its posture, taking intricate tango steps with its short legs, and turned to stare at the spiritual wind. The suitcase has no facial features at all, only a lock and two hinges, but it looks more impressive than all the American iguanas on a big stone combined. It can almost outshine sculptures with glass eyes. When it comes to the grief of betrayal, the little hunting dog that was kicked by its owner had no choice but to obediently go back to its kennel and lie down. There are still a few arrows and a few broken swords stuck in the box at the moment.
What is this? "Konina hissed.
It's just a suitcase, "Ling Sifeng looked tired.
Are you its owner
I can't really say. It's a bit
Is it dangerous, is it
The suitcase dragged its feet and turned around, its gaze returning to her.
There are two ways of thinking about this, "Lingsi Fengdao said." Some people say it's quite dangerous, while others say it's extremely dangerous. What do you think
Lift the lid of the suitcase up a little.
The suitcase is made of wisdom pear blossom wood, a plant with strong magical power that has almost become extinct in the disc-shaped world, with only a few remaining in one or two places. It is somewhat similar to willow orchids, but they are not interested in locations with strong radiation and prefer areas that have previously released a large amount of magic. Traditionally, wizards use this material for their staffs and suitcases as well.
The box carries many magical traits, one of which is quite simple and clear: it will follow its designated owner anywhere. This' anywhere 'refers not only to a certain dimension, but also to a certain country, a certain universe, or a few reincarnations. anyplace. It is as difficult to get rid of as a cold, and the degree of discomfort is much higher.
In addition, luggage is extremely extreme in protecting its owner, and it is difficult to describe its attitude towards other creatures in the world. However, we can probably start exploring deeper from "bloodthirsty and cruel malice".
Konina stared at the lid of the box. It looks like a mouth.
I think I will vote for 'deadly danger', "she said.
It quite likes potato chips, "Ling Sifeng volunteered to provide information, and then he added," Hmm, that may be an exaggeration. It eats potato chips
Where is that person
Oh, people also eat. So far there are about fifteen, I think so
Good or bad
It's just a dead person, I think. It can also help you wash clothes. You put the clothes in, and when you take them out, they have already been washed and ironed
And stained with blood
You know, that's the funny part, "Ling Sifeng said.
What's funny about it? "Konina repeated, her eyes not leaving the suitcase for a moment.
Yes, because, you see, the inside of the box is not always static, it's a bit like a multidimensional space, and -
What does it think of women
Oh, it's not picky at all. Last year, it ate a spell book. After feeling down for three days, it vomited out again
It's too scary, "Konina retreated.
Oh, yes, "Lingsi Fengdao said," it's not bad at all
I mean the way it glares
It's quite good at this, isn't it
We must set off for Krach. The voice inside the hat box said. These ships can take us there, find one, and requisition it.
Lingsi Feng opened his eyes wide, and under the dense ropes of the ship, he could vaguely see many shadows surrounded by mist. The anchor lights scattered in various places, creating blurry balls of light in the darkness.
It's hard to disobey, isn't it? "Said Konina.
I'm working hard, "sweat dripped from Lingsifeng's forehead.
Get on board immediately. The hat said. Lingsifeng's feet moved on their own.
Why did you treat me like this? "He lamented.
Because I have no choice. Believe me, if I could find an eighth level wizard, I definitely wouldn't look for you. Never let him wear me!
Why not? Aren't you the principal's hat
Every principal from ancient times to the present has spoken through me. I am the university. I am the inheritor. I represent the magic controlled by humans - I will never let a great mage wear it on their head! There must be no more great mages! This world is too weak to withstand the Great Dharma!
Konina coughed.
Did you understand even a little bit? "She asked cautiously.
I can understand a part of it, but I don't believe it at all, "Ling Sifeng said, nailing his feet firmly to the cobblestone ground.
They call me the Puppet Hat! The sound of the hat carried a strong hint of mockery. Those fat wizards who betrayed everything that university represents, yet call me a puppet hat! Lingsifeng, I command you, and you, madam, to serve me well. I will satisfy your deepest desires.
If the world is about to end, how can you satisfy my deepest desire
The hat seemed to have been under consideration for a while. Okay, do you have any deepest desires that can be fulfilled in just two minutes?
I said, how can you cast magic? You're just the top - "Lingsi Feng's voice grew smaller and smaller.
I am magic. The real magic. Besides, after being worn by the most powerful wizard in the world for two thousand years, you will always learn something. Now, we must escape.
However, of course, one must escape with dignity.
Ling Sifeng looked pitifully at Konina, who just shrugged.
Don't ask me, "she said," this looks like an adventure. I'm afraid I'm destined to go through these things. That's what genes are for me to tell you
I can't take risks like this at all! Trust me, I've already taken a dozen risks! "Ling Sifeng wailed.
Ah, half experienced. The hat said.
No, to be honest, I'm as timid as a mouse. I've always known how to run away, "Ling Sifeng's chest heaving up and down." Danger can only stare at the back of my head, oh, hundreds of times already
I don't want you to be in danger.
Great
I want you to stay away from danger.
Ling Sifeng let out his breath. Why me? "He moaned.
For the sake of university. For the glory of magic. For the whole world. For the sake of your inner desires. Besides, if you don't do it, I'll freeze you to death.
Lingsifeng let out a long sigh, almost like a sigh of relief. He doesn't know how to deal with bribery, sweet words, and pleading. Is it a threat? Really, threatening him is very familiar. He knows what to do when faced with threats.
The sun is like a boiled poached egg, illuminating the little fairy day. The mist transformed into silver and gold ribbons that gradually tightened towards Anko Mobock - damp, warm, and silent. The thunderous sound of spring thunder came from afar from the plain. The weather seems unusually warm.
Wizards usually wake up quite late. But this morning, many wizards woke up early and wandered aimlessly in the hallway. They can feel the scent of change permeating the air.
Magic overflowed the university.
Of course, most of the time, this place was filled with magic, but it was a comfortable old magic that was as dangerous and exciting as slippers in a bedroom. But what is seeping into the ancient reality now is a brand new thing, full of vitality, with sharp teeth and comet like flames that are cold and bright. It seeps into the stone and crackles at the sharp edges, like static electricity on this nylon carpet of the world, making a buzzing and hissing sound. It curled up the wizards' signature beards, causing strands of eighth color smoke to gush out from their fingertips, even though the magic cast by these fingers over the past thirty years was at most a little bit of light illusion. How can we describe this effect as tasteful and cleverly appropriate? For most wizards, it's like being an old man suddenly facing a beautiful young woman, and with fear, joy, and surprise in his heart, he discovers that his body is suddenly as excited as his spirit.
At this moment, in the halls and corridors of the university, a word whispered: Dafa!
Several wizards secretly tried spells they had not been able to master for years and were amazed to see them perfectly presented before their eyes. At first, everyone was quite embarrassed, but soon they gained confidence. They either shouted and shouted at each other, throwing fireballs at each other, or conjured up pigeons from their hats and let colorful, sparkling metal discs fall from the sky.
Great law! There are one or two particularly mature wizards who, in the past, only ate a few oysters as their most outrageous behavior, but now they have become invisible and chased after maids and maidservants everywhere.
Great law! A few bold guys tried an ancient flying spell and were floating up and down between the rafters, only slightly swaying. Great law!
Only the librarian did not participate in this crazy breakfast. He looked at those fools for a while, pouted his powerful lips, and crawled towards his library with a stiff posture. If someone is willing to pay a little attention to him, they will hear him inserting the door.
The library suddenly quieted down. Books are no longer anxious. They have left their worries behind and entered a stagnant pool formed by desperate fear. At present, they are squatting on their bookshelves like countless hypnotized rabbits.
The librarian lifted his furry long arm and grabbed onto the "Magic Dictionary of Pursk - Annotations for Wise Men" without giving the other party a chance to escape. He soothed its fear with his long fingers, turned to the "big" section, gently flattened the trembling pages, and then a hard nail slid down the entry, all the way to:
Grand Master, noun. (Mysticism.) The prototype of a wizard, the gateway for new magic to enter the world. This wizard is not limited by his physical abilities, nor is he controlled by fate or the Grim Reaper. According to records, there were many great mages in the world when it was young, but now there are no more. We thank the gods for this, because great mages are beyond human capabilities, and the return of great mages means the end of the world... If the Creator wants people to be as powerful as gods, he will simply give them wings.
See also: Apocalypse, Legend of the Ice Giant, and Afternoon Tea Time of the Gods.