God Prohibitions

When Robben saw his magic student, he really had an urge to cry. The data only showed that this was a child, but he didn't say that this was just a six or seven year old, staring at a pair of **** eyes. child……

Robben immediately discovered that this student's talent was entirely in wind magic, but Ann was a fire magician who also studied light magic... This is simply a misunderstanding...

Robben simply came to a temporary test, wanting to see what this little boy would do, and found out that this little boy would use wind magic to blow heat to himself, sweep the floor with wind magic, and slowly move a piece of paper from one meter away. When the place is dragged over, there will be nothing more, but there will be a mess of formulas. Robben has never heard of using a small magic to recite magic spells for half an hour...

"Ah... well! You learned well!" Robben first praised the little boy. The little boy smiled happily. This innocent and cute smile made Robben a guilty conscience. Although he didn't teach him at first, The current situation is that it is no different from what I taught...

"Hmm...then we may have to speed up the next course, do you want to fly?" Robben blinked and asked.

Every boy had a dream when he was young: fly into the sky like a bird and travel around the world like the wind!

"Yes!!" The little boy jumped almost excitedly.

Everything went smoothly. This little guy's talent is not bad and he learns things very quickly. If Ann didn't teach attentively at the beginning, perhaps this little guy has gained a little in two years. Although the flight is too early for this little guy. But just letting him learn to gather magic elements and slowly float up by himself has already made him yell in excitement...

For children, it is easy to deal with what they like! Haha...Roben couldn't help but feel proud. This level was passed perfectly. Even if this little guy felt strange, he would no longer doubt his identity.

"Boom!"

Robben was proudly watching the little boy in front of him slowly float up. Suddenly there was a knock on the door behind him, and the little boy was taken aback for a moment before he fell to the ground.

With a "squeak", the door opened, and the little boy's mother appeared at the door. She couldn't help but look surprised when she saw her son fall to the ground.

Robben felt embarrassed, but he didn't expect to be fine all the time. But let this lady see such a scene.

"Mother! The teacher is teaching me to fly!!" The little boy fell, but his face was full of joy, he threw himself into the arms of the woman who came in, jumping with joy. Then suddenly frowned, "Mother, what are you doing here? If it wasn't for being disturbed, I would have already flown."

The face of the woman who came in was slightly relieved, and she touched the child's head lovingly, "Mother has something to tell Teacher An. I'm sorry to interrupt you to learn magic, so... Let the kitchen do some delicious things for you for dinner. How about compensation?"

"Okay!!" The little boy smiled immediately.

Still a mother to understand her son...

"Madam, are you looking for something to do with me? I mean...it's still teaching." Robben showed his teacher's style. Generally speaking, the teaching of magic is semi-secret, and it is easy not to tell others. Breaking in like this lady would not be welcomed by the magician.

The woman who came in apologized, "I'm very sorry. But there is a letter I must hand to you now, here."

Several question marks popped out of Robben's head, letter? For me? Want it now? why?

While receiving the letter, Robben carefully recalled Ann's travel plan. It seemed that there was nothing else in the way, and this guy was not very popular, so no one would write to him.

When he took the envelope, Robben was stunned. It was not because of anything else, but because the envelope was rather luxurious, and there was a noble seal on the seal, but... Robben didn’t even know what seal it was or what it represented. .

Robben couldn't help worrying secretly. The information showed that this Andak was not a nobleman, but now that he has received an official letter from the nobleman, this seems to be inconsistent with the information on the situation...

"It's the blue cap, the teacher is amazing! Is it the letter from the blue cap?" The little boy stared at the letter and suddenly exclaimed.

Blue cap? What is that... Robben's eyes twitched. This time Robben was quite sure that the word did not appear in Andak's materials.

Turning over the envelope, Robben found that there was still a badge on the back of the envelope with a beautiful blue cap.

Whatever it is, let's talk about it later... Robben glanced at the hourglass on the table, and his time for class was almost up.

"Thank you, ma'am!" Robben showed a charming smile, and he had to say that this Andak was still handsome, "I have received the letter." As he said that, Robben put the envelope into his arms.

The woman who came in was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Mr. An, uh... the people outside are still waiting for your reply, you..."

"Huh? The people outside...replied?" Robben was confused and immediately stuck his head out of the window. He saw a carriage parked at the gate of the nobleman. The carriage of the carriage was printed with a blue cap. Badge, a well-dressed Protoss man standing there, seeing himself poking out his head, took off his hat and bowed slightly.

It can be seen that this is a servant of an educated nobleman.

Damn it! Where did this guy come from! ? Robben was uncertain in his heart, retracted his head, smiled at the mother and son in front of him, and quickly opened the letter.

The letter is an invitation. Very light, but extremely delicate in production, looks gorgeous and precious but not luxurious.

"Invite me... to the banquet?" It took Robben a long time to understand the gorgeous Protoss text on the invitation. He was completely unsure of what was going on, could it be said? Is this An Dake secretly connected with the nobles? But even so, you don’t have to chase and send the invitations here, right? And still waiting for reply below! ?

Before he could think about it, Robben closed the invitation, "Sorry, Madam, I will be back soon."

"Oh no, no need!" The little boy's mother said immediately: "If you agree. I will send someone down to talk about it. You...just take care of my child here." The woman's face is full. It's a smile.

Robben nodded, "Then... Mrs. Trouble, just say I will go to the banquet on time."

"Ok. Okay..." The woman said yes in a row, and quickly left.

It seems that I was suspicious of the content of this letter, so I came up to confirm it and saw that he was invited by the great nobleman. This changed his attitude. Robben thought in his heart, and slowly closed the door, but his mind emerged. The woman was surprised and slightly angry when she first entered the door.

It seems that this student of Ann Duck is about to be lost. If the hostess finds out that the letter is meant to cause trouble, then she may turn her face on the spot...

Hey... The God Realm is so realistic, Robben feels a little helpless.

After this incident, the little boy had worshipped Robben as an idol. That kind of eager eyes really made Robben a little unbearable.

However, while the little guy pressed closely, Robben asked some questions in turn. The little guy was not wary, and answered all of them truthfully. Only then did Robben have some clues.

There are not many magicians in this port. However, they are clearly divided into many factions, the main thing is to distinguish them by the departments of natural magic.

Red represents fire magic, and the leader of this series of wizards is called the red hat.

Blue represents water magic and ice magic, and the leader is called the blue hat. By analogy, there are yellow hats of the earth system. Thunder purple hat, light white hat. as well as……

The green hat of the wind element...When I thought that this Robben almost didn't laugh, I don't know what this teacher's mood is like every day...

Although these magicians are clearly divided into many factions, they are also relatively united and never fight each other. The main role of the factions is to divide labor and cooperation. The emerging city of Port Fettere, which excludes fighters, can always be peaceful. The master's efforts are inseparable.

Obviously, the carriage that came to deliver the letter just now belongs to the blue hat family, and in terms of magical attributes, it still conflicts with Andak... The more Robben thinks about this, the more strange it will be. If it's this Andak's. If you don’t collect all the information, you will soon show your feet, and now it’s been a day since she came out, Sasha must have acted too, maybe she has become another person wearing suitable clothes now, if she is her own If exposed...then a series of things, everyone will be in danger...

Thinking of this Robben couldn't help feeling nervous, this is just the first day to replace his identity...

When the lecture time was over, Robben hurriedly left, and he walked out of the gate of the nobleman. He saw a carriage waiting there not far in front, and the carriage was marked with a blue hat emblem.

Really staring tight enough... Robben originally planned to go back quickly to inform Sasha of the matter, and then sneak back to the party, but now it seems that it is not working...

"Mr. Ann, let's go, the master should already be waiting." The man who had just met at the door walked up and saluted Robben very politely, but in the vicinity, Robben was still in the eyes of this guy. Saw Wei Wei's contempt.

Are you despising Ann Duck’s usual behavior? Or something else... Could it be that the protoss set a trap for showing off his feet? Robben was upset for a while.

"Mr. An, it's late, are we..."

Robben looked at the guy in front of him and nodded, "Okay, let's go."

At least on the surface, this guy is still very restrained and polite. Maybe the situation is not as bad as he thought, but if something unexpected happens, then...then you have to act accordingly! Robben got into the carriage and closed the door heavily.

What surprised Robben a little bit was that the well-dressed and well-mannered guy was actually just a coachman. He was driving a carriage outside with Robben alone in the carriage.

He quickly swept the carriage with his spiritual thoughts, and found no abnormalities or strange things. Robben felt relieved and looked at the furnishings of the carriage.

Obviously this is a carriage that can only be owned by a nobleman with a lot of wealth, and it may also be a great nobleman with a remarkable history. The carriage is not only exquisitely made, but also has many pictures carved on the carriage wall in the limited space. Look at those pictures. Some are gatherings, some are fighting, and some are speaking. Obviously this is the history of the development of this nobleman. Although the date is not indicated above, Robben thinks that these should be famous events in the history of the Protoss. Anyone with a little common sense can know what these pictures represent. Obviously, the owner of the blue hat family is very much about the history of ancestors. Confident and very proud of who you are.

Robben didn't like dealing with nobles, especially those who were really big nobles.

If one wants to become a real nobleman, there is nothing that can be achieved overnight, in the upper class society of a prosperous country. The aristocracy is very strange. They not only look at your wealth, but sometimes the history of your family is more important. A run-down aristocrat with a family history of 800 years can sneer at a new rich aristocrat and will not be affected by other aristocrats. Blame.

In wealth. In the luxurious atmosphere, in the rigorous etiquette, the family who has been soaked in all these things for a long time will be accepted by the great nobles, and they are considered to be an existence comparable to themselves, of course. In addition to the noble etiquette and wealth accumulated over time, those great nobles also accumulated bitterness and meanness...

Robben remembers clearly, whether in the human continent or in the demon world, the great nobles in the upper class are all beings with eyes above the top. They usually look at people out of their spare time...

So Robben also didn't understand. What did such a great nobleman send an invitation to invite himself such a **** civilian magic trainer to do?

The horse-drawn carriage drove on the dedicated lane of Portfitel. Compared with the crowded freight channel not far away, Naked reveals a noble privilege.

quickly. The surrounding buildings have become scarce. The carriage has come to the edge of Fithar Harbour. There are no pedestrians on the road. Only the exquisite street lights are still emitting warm light in the dark. Luo Benneng can see the darkness outside in the carriage. The cliffs, the sound of the surging sea slamming on the sea rocks is clear and audible, and the noisy atmosphere of Fetter Harbor has completely disappeared...

Turning the bluestone trail, a small castle standing by the sea appeared in front of Robben, and the carriage finally stopped by the pool in front of the castle.

"Mr. Ann, we are here." The coachman opened the door to Robben politely.

"Thank you..." Robben's words were a little stiff. After getting off the car, Robben felt the smell of the sea wave on his face, fresh and humid.

"Mr. Ann, please come with me." The coachman took off his hat and took off his windbreaker outside, revealing a refined butler dress. After putting on white gloves, he smiled and led the way.

It's all here anyway, it's too late to run... Robben patted his face calmly, and followed.

Within a few steps, Robben felt that the sound of the waves and the salty taste of the sea disappeared together. The air was very quiet, and there was a warm and comfortable feeling.

Magic enchantment... Robben's heart is a bit heavier again. A huge magic enchantment is shrouded in the castle, isolated from the tide and sea breeze. It is not easy to maintain such a large enchantment, if not With the support of a powerful mage, that means there are very high-quality magic stones being consumed. These two possibilities don't seem to be good news for me now. The only thing that feels good is that this magic enchantment does not seem to be used for defense. Attacking and blocking entry and exit, this did not change after he passed the magic enchantment.

"Mr. An, please wait a moment. I'll tell the master." The coachman led Robben into the lobby on the first floor and smiled at Robben. He went up the stairs next to him and walked towards the second floor.

Robben couldn't help but look around. The castle was obviously built after Fett Harbor was built. It looks very new, but the layout inside has a taste of time...

It can be seen that the owner here is an old guy, who likes things that are old, and may be strange and have special uses. The shape of the row of sofas is very different, and you can see that the materials are good at a glance, but the color is now slightly Some of them faded, obviously they were thoughtful things. There were a lot of paintings hung on the walls of the hall, some of which were already yellowed, obviously from a long time ago.

Although the furnishings here seem to be very valuable, it seems that the owner is a little careless. The placement of these items is relatively random, and even makes the hall a little messy, and there are even dusty books in some corners.

"Oh... you are here!" Robben was checking an ancient sword that had obviously been magically attached but had failed. An old but clear voice came from the second floor of the hall.

Robben looked up and saw a little old man with white hair standing at the railing on the second floor, looking at him.

The old man wore a very casual robe, but it was seen from the light reflected by the slight shaking of the robe. The fabric of this robe might be a bit special. Of course, Robben didn't pay attention to what the little old man was wearing. It was obvious that the little old man knew himself.

What makes Robben sweat a lot is that he has no idea who this little old man is. The little boy has very limited knowledge of the blue hat, and he wants a six or seven-year-old child to introduce himself. Being clear is not so easy...

"Ann...Is something weird about me today?" The little old man saw Robben staring at him, his face filled with confusion.

"Ah...ah no! You are... very good today, very good..."

Seeing Robben's nervous look, the old man shrugged his shoulders. "I know you are weird. You may be a little scared when I call you here, but don't worry about those. I want to tell you something else. Come on!" The little old man waved to Robben as he said. Walked to a room on the second floor.

Robben looked at the stairs leading to the second floor, bit his head and walked up, thinking quickly what the little old man said just now and what information he wanted to get from it. But Robben found that his head doesn't seem to work very well now...

Suddenly Robben felt like crying. It would be fine if this invitation invited two people... Then he would have to bring Metz to me even if he made any excuses...

Sure enough, my wife's smartness is not as good as my own smart insurance...

When he came to the second floor and walked into the room that the little old man entered, Robben found that it was neither a living room nor a dining room. What to say... It should be said that it is a room used by a magician.

Generally speaking, the room used by magicians is. It's messy, piled up with weird gadgets everywhere. There are books that are profound and difficult to understand. On the desktop, there are densely packed records, depicting weird magic circles, as well as quill pens and dried ink bottles. Some small metal materials can be seen everywhere on the ground, and the walls are shiny. There is a layer of stickers on one layer, on which it is written what event of a certain day, there are a few dusty magic robes and a few hats hanging next to it, and in the corner is a small table with cutlery and leftovers. Food, and some very small magic experiment items...There are also dark windows, dirty floors, some pungent air... Probably this is the special room where the magician lives.

It's still an old magician's room now. There are more things, more messy, less clueless, and it looks even more dazzling...

The only difference is that it is very clean. Although it is messy and dusty in many places, there are no dirty robes, stinky socks and greasy food. The air does not smell pungent, the windows are bright, and the fireplace is burning. The raging flames made the room dry, refreshing and warm.

A small table was set in front of the fireplace, and now there were some simple food on it. The little old man was already sitting on the edge of the table, wrapping himself a napkin, and seemed to be preparing for dinner.

"Sit..." The little old man pointed to the opposite position, "I'm sorry I didn't prepare anything to entertain you, because I'm not sure if you will come. It would cost a lot to prepare a dinner party. Time, and cleaning the tableware afterwards, that would waste more time. I like to have a fire in front of the fireplace and sleep for a while after dinner. The most annoying thing is the troublesome dinner, hehe..." The little old man said with a smile .

Robben sat down and found that he had placed a piece of food in front of him, steaming sausages and some meats. The suspicious ones should be bread and other things, and some Robben could not fully recognize them.

"Eat, I know you definitely didn't have dinner, we talked while eating, oh yes, if you have no objection, I will increase the fire a little bit, hey... old man, I like the warm environment! Remember young I was waiting for meals and sleeping outside looking for magic materials. Sometimes I didn’t even sleep for more than ten days to conduct magic experiments. At that time, I was about the same age as you. Now... oh yes! You young people don't like to listen to this either..." The little old man muttered to himself, and waved his hand to the fireplace. The flame in the fireplace burned more vigorously.

Robben was worried, and carefully paid attention to the little old man's every move. So far, Luo instinctively judged that this little old man seemed to have no malice, but... his current difficulty was that he didn't know the identity of the little old man, and didn't know what his relationship was with him, so he couldn't speak at all.

Ok. The little old man ate a sausage and asked, "Ann, do you know what I asked you to do today?"

Robben, who only drank his mouth, shook his head immediately.

The old mage also shook his head and sighed and said, "First of all, I feel sad, because your teacher is also my good friend anyway, although he is just a stubborn old man, but your performance here makes me I’ve never wanted to mention your friend’s student in front of others."

Oh? Robben was overjoyed. It turned out that he had this kind of relationship with this little old man. That said, the teacher of Ann Dake is friends with him! Recalling his own information, Robben found the detailed information of Mr. Ann Dake, so he continued to shut up, revealing a look of ashamed.

The little old man continued: "Although you don't do any bad things. But you just think about those gold coins and don't concentrate on practicing magic. I have heard too much about your ugly things even if you don't even ask."

Robben had to smile, not daring to speak out.

"I don't want to ask about your life, and I don't have any position to ask about it. But I still hope you will take up the dignity of a magician, don't care about those things, you actually brought that woman back home, this... …Forget it. I shouldn’t say this, when I was young. Ah, forget it..." The little old man stopped talking while waving his hands.

Robben couldn't help but looked at the thin old man in front of him in disbelief. Was he similar to this Ann when he was young?

Suddenly seeing Robben looking at him strangely, the little old man's face was neither red nor white, and continued to say as if nothing had happened: "But after listening to you in the hall today, I think you are still very hopeful."

Ok? What's that? Robben was confused when he was said, his eyes rolled, and then he remembered that he had said some nonsense in the magic hall... Robben suddenly had some cares in his heart, so this little old man was in that hall at the time. .

Looking up and down the little old man carefully, trying hard to confirm the faces in his mind, suddenly Robben's slightly stray eyes aimed at a magic robe on the wall, and he suddenly realized.

Several old white-bearded magicians sitting at the curved table at that time! This little old man is one of them! Right beside the old magician who questioned him.

It turned out to be an old mage with white beard at that time! Robben has a feeling of sudden realization, but Robben is still not quite sure what this old mage called him here to do. Could it be that his speech at the guild hall made him very dissatisfied, but he said he is still very hopeful , What is going on?

With a whole lot of doubts, Robben said cautiously: "Uh...when I was in the hall, I was talking gibberish for a while, please don't take offense."

Robben wanted to test the little old man’s reaction, but he didn’t expect that these words made the originally kind little old man angry, "Damn! What is nonsense! Don’t you admit what he said? ?"

"Uh...ah! Old gentleman, don't be angry, I..."

"Old sir!? You ungrateful bastard! Who gave you the magic gems at the graduation ceremony? I just wandered around all day, did my brain stay on the woman's belly?" The little old man suddenly became furious.

Robben suddenly sweated on his forehead, and it seemed that this little old man seemed to be good to this Andak before, and his own old gentleman actually irritated him.

Hurrying to lower his head to apologize, Robben said: "I'm sorry, I'm not good, it's not me! It won't be so natural over time, don't be angry, stop the fire... I will pour you a glass of water."

Robben said ambiguously, he probably guessed that even if this little old man was good to Ann Dake in the past, he shouldn't have had much contact with him recently. If he is a close person, there must be no record in the information.

Sure enough, this sentence had some effect. Seeing Robben's face full of horror, the little old man blew his beard and snorted, lowered his head and bit his bread hard.

Seeing the little old man angry, Robben didn’t dare to speak. Up to now, he didn’t even know what the old man’s name was, how he should be called, and he just said a few words. If you say something wrong, it may be more than just annoying him.

Seeing Robben sitting there with embarrassment and restraint. As if not daring to speak, the little old man snorted again, dropped his bread and said, "Thank you for being such a big man, but it's useless at all. All your thoughts are used on women. Look at your current situation. Looks like! Is it still like a magician? Your student, I went to investigate, you are actually teaching other people's wind magic? Your own wind magic hasn't graduated yet! It's like cheating and drinking!"

Robben nodded repeatedly, but he was crying in his heart: It doesn't care about my business...

The little old man reprimanded a few loudly, and it seemed that the fire in his stomach had disappeared, "Forget it...Although you didn't do a good job, you didn't commit any unforgivable mistakes. This can be regarded as gratifying to us old guys. ..."

Robben hurriedly smiled twice in response to the scene.

The old man looked at Robben. Some angrily said: "You...Although the talent is not so particularly good, but it is also very good. There should have been some achievements, but it is a pity that you have started to decline at such a young age. Hey... What a pity!"

"Yes... what you taught is that I... I will definitely correct it in the future, I must correct it!"

"Change?" The little old man stared at Robben in disbelief, "You said change?"

"Uh...ah! Change..." Robben wanted to say something more confident, but when he thought he might have said something wrong again. Could not help but the voice went down again.

"If you can change it, then we old guys really want to look at you with admiration... You don't look like a foolish man a day or two, you really changed it."

This is an opportunity! Robben suddenly felt a bright light in his mind, and his expression of pain suddenly appeared. "Change! I will definitely change! This time I have been thinking about the things I did before, and I wasted a lot of time not to say it. I also made a lot of jokes. I shouldn't have just such a small magic now. Trainer’s. It’s hard to even support yourself, and you have to go out to cheat people to live..."

Robben really wanted to say something more distressing, to make himself look really regretful, but... but that was not what he did! After squeezing for a long time without squeezing out tears, he could only make a bitter face... But judging from the little old man's frowning expression, Robben felt that his current appearance must be difficult to see.

"So... you took your lover to the house and quarreled with your wife. That's how you changed?" The old mage shook his head and sighed.

This Ann Duck is such a **** bastard! When were you not good, but at this time, you brought the woman back home... Robben wanted to pull the real person out and kick him a few feet.

Although a little speechless, there must be no hesitation and ambiguity after such a painful change. Robben's mind is spinning frantically, and he has already begun to say: "Yes! I am treating her." When I got home, I...I first want to save some expenses, and second...Uh, I don't want to continue this way, carrying my wife and being with my lover, and being hated by my wife, yet I cannot get a lover. Understand, I...I want to take her back, live at home upright, um...become my woman, I will...I will let my wife get along with her, all...all things start from scratch , Everything will be fine... will be fine!"

The little old man frowned and looked at Robben's wrinkled bitter face, still shaking his head and sighing.

"Well...Anyway, this is the private matter of your young people, and we old guys don’t mix things up anymore. Whether it’s right or wrong, it’s good for you to have this idea. As for the end, it doesn’t matter. If you really want to change something, it's better than anything else."

Robben quickly showed a smile that was even worse than crying.

"Stop crying with me. You have to do those things yourself. Now I want to tell you something else."

coming! Robben felt tight, and the little old man finally wanted to talk about his purpose.

The little old man put down the tableware, looked at Robben with a scrutiny gaze, and said, "Ann, what do you think of what you said in the hall?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" Robben tried his best not to show any doubts.

The little old man snorted dissatisfiedly, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let me do it." As the little old man got up from his seat, he began to walk slowly around the small dining table.

"Fetter Harbor is a city established by the Fetter Consortium. Correspondingly... Magicians are more welcome here, and warriors who use brute force are excluded. I am not opposed to this, but I never agree. I always feel that magic and grudge In fact, there is not much difference. It is not good to rely on this to differentiate the other groups. It is not even good to have high and low. So... I actually persuaded the old guys not to make rejection so obvious, but they didn’t. Listen in."

Robben rolled his eyes and continued listening.

"Fetterport has indeed developed rapidly in the past two years, but the population here hasn't increased much. Most people live temporarily because it is not a magical research city, and it is noisy. If there is no need, there are not many wizards. Come here, and we reject those fighters, so..."

The little old man paused, "So I always feel that Fithar Port lacks something. Without these, our city is not complete, and it is not conducive to future development, and even this will affect the interests of our masters."

The little old man patted Robben on the shoulder, "Just like you, your students were taken away by other wizards at a lower price, but the reason is that there are too few nobles here. There are too few magicians, otherwise countless noble children will come to us to learn magic."

Robben nodded very obediently, and silently agreed.

"And I think it’s not that we need magic more, but that those who may have a talent for fighting spirit and don’t know magic need magic more so that we can have something to do, such as magic items, or directly magic scrolls. Things don’t circulate very much among magicians, everyone will do it themselves, and there is no way to sell them to other magicians, so..."

The little old man turned to Luo himself, "I think our ideas are the same. Fett Harbor should be more open. It should welcome those civilians who don’t know magic, welcome those grudge users to live, and immediately develop related industries and compliance. The daily necessities, houses, etc. they are used to will bring many benefits to the prosperity of Port Fett."

Seeing Robben nodded again, the little old man was happy, "Of course this is just an idea. Since the completion of Port Fett, the influence of the consortium is only favored by magicians. It is not easy to realize this idea, but it is worthy of gratitude. The thing is that Port Freed’s history does not last long. It is relatively easy to break this situation, and the most important point is..."

The little old man moved his eyebrows, "Ann, do you know what it is?"

Robben wanted to know ~www.readwn.com~ but he shook his head quickly.

"The first thing is that someone should stand up and put forward this idea and have someone support it! Only after this voice can everything develop, and only then can someone think like this and do it!"

Robben couldn't help touching his head.

"Yes, Ann! You did it today. No one raised this in front of everyone in the hall. Although you were blasted out today without the power to parry, I think this is a good start."

"Oh..." Robben finally showed a smile, "Thank you..."

"Ann, if you want to correct, if you want to change your life, then you might as well work hard together with this, I will support you! You can go to find a companion, you must know that our group of guys are old, after Fitport Things must depend on you."

"Yes, I must work hard."

"Well, that's good...Come on, let's have a toast, as a celebration of the birth of our minority."

After a glass of wine, Robben felt more relaxed. (...)