The Troubles of the Young Wizard

"Young man, do you want to sign a contract with me to become a magical girl?" Suddenly a voice appeared in his mind, young Wil, shivering and almost yelling, the voice in his mind reappeared: "Don't panic, boy! I am The great **** of wisdom, Kaos Gothe, can help you overcome the crisis."

　　 "Great wisdom and gods, what do I need to do to get your help?" According to the books obtained from Professor Witzel, the gods and demons are of the same level or even the same type of existence, and they all have what they want. Gods will not give grace easily, nor will the devil provide free help. Equivalent exchange is the code of conduct for justice or order, and greed is a commonplace for evil devil.

The energetic voice made a chatter, "Young man, sign a contract with me to become a magical girl to eradicate the evil in the world and fight for the righteous tomorrow. Wait, it seems that something strange has been said, please ignore it, let's do it again. Boy, sign a contract with me to become the apostle of the great wisdom **** Kaos Gothe, collect all the knowledge in the world for me, and fight for all the truth in the world!"

　　 "Isn't it necessary for me to pay my flesh and soul?" When the young Weil heard that it was not a demon contract, he immediately calmed down a lot. It is good if it is not a devil, it is good if it is not a devil.

"As long as you meditate in your heart and obey the ancient contract, I Wil Declan is willing to become the apostle of the great wisdom **** Kaos Gothe, and devote my life to the great truth." The voice in my mind still exists. , Although Weier wondered why he didn't use his own blood to sign the demon parchment contract with strange patterns, he was relieved again. There is no **** ritual, which shows that this **** is kind. He has stood in front of the door for long enough. The black light under the bed seems to be more and more. It seems that I can feel the impatience of the temple knight, and I hurried in my heart. Silent Remembrance: Following the ancient contract, I Will Declan is willing to become the apostle of the great wisdom **** Kaos Gothe and devote my life to the great truth.

Suddenly, the pendant talisman on the chest exudes a trace of heat. It seems that I have seen a huge space. On the ground, mountains and rivers, lakes and seas, mountains and snow peaks, swamp forests are everything, and a suspended island in the sky emits a dazzling light. In the huge temple, the eyes of the **** who can't see the face shined with the light of wisdom and cast on him.

"Young man, I have received your request. I, the great wisdom **** Kaos Gothe, grant you the identity of the god's apostle." The idol slowly raised his hand, and a ray of light poured into his mind and chest There seems to be a slight change in the pendant talisman, the shape becomes a bit like a weird token, and there seems to be no change, is it my own illusion?

　　 Vale, who had just relieved his heart, looked up, and the black light under the bed hadn't diminished at all, okay, "God, help, your apostle Vale is in crisis of life and death."

　　 "Oh, that's it." Kaos Gothe, the **** of wisdom, said in a lazy voice with a trace of ambiguity: "It's getting late, I really want to go to bed. I'll talk about something next time."

"No, great wise god, your pious apostle will soon be judged as heresy by the Temple of Dawn, I implore you to send down God's grace to save your pious servant." Anyway, the contract has been signed. Will survive, and Will still knows the priorities.

"The gifts of the gods cannot be passed on lightly. I need you to collect three thousand books as a price to help you through this crisis. Are you willing?" The voice of the gods has irresistible majesty. What good ink is there at this time? Yes, survival is the first thing. Will hurriedly nodded in agreement and swore a soul oath.

From an angle that no one else could see, a gleam of golden light flashed on Weier’s eyes, and he ran to the bed in two steps, bent over and crawled under the bed. The silver box disappeared without a trace, and replaced by a book. Fancy colorful picture albums. Well, I just sacrificed the white box to the great **** of wisdom, and the **** of wisdom gave me a legendary boy’s favorite book: Playboy Magazine.

The white-haired priest walked in slowly with a white ball of light in his hand. This is a young man’s bedroom. More than 20 square meters shows that the family is in good condition. The neat and clean environment must benefit from the teachings of the goddess of dawn. All anomalies can be found by simply walking around. Well, nothing unusual, except that the young man was slightly nervous and hid a book behind him. Although he knew it was not a big deal, the priest was still very curious. The young man ignored the obstacles to rush into the bedroom and took it out from under the bed. what?

"God said that we should be honest and frank, and we need to be unwavering in our faith in God. When we are young, God warns us that honest and brave children are more likely to be favored by God. Your eyes tell me, child, you need to be guided and there is nothing to do. You can't be forgiven after you're ashamed." The white-haired pastor's kind face looked more holy, and his muddy eyes seemed to sparkle with a special light, and the magical induction technique was activated!

Weir had the illusion of facing Professor Wetzel, as if lying to him was an unforgivable sin, and concealing him was a betrayal, and he had unknowingly carried the colorful atlas to his gray hair. In front of the priest.

"Playboy 50th Anniversary Collector's Edition?! How could it be possible!" The White-haired Pastor hadn't seen what it was. The younger of the two temple knights behind him had already exclaimed, "Thirty thousand copies are issued throughout the continent. The Karst Kingdom only has less than a thousand volumes, and it is also a rare treasure in the capital. How could you have it?" The young knight's eyes on Will suddenly changed, with a trace of recognition and admiration.

"Shut up, Wall, remember your identity, you are a noble temple knight, not an idle son, you are now on a mission!" The older knight gave him a vicious look, but his eyes were the same. Looking at the picture album with a trace of desire, I really want to collect it. This is a collector's edition of only 30,000 volumes in the entire continent.

　　 The white-haired pastor looked at the picture album in Veer's hands. The messy blonde girl, the half-shielded veil dancer, and the muscular man with bronzed luster all over, seemed to have made a mistake. The appeal has been launched, so don't waste it. The white-haired pastor went straight to the subject: "Honesty and brave child, someone saw you took a silver bookcase from Professor Wetzel's bookstore. I wonder if it's true? "

　　 "Yes, Professor Witzel took all the books home to read, and they must be returned within one month." Well was very honest to answer the old man's question.

"Then, our honest and brave good boy, Will, can you tell me where the silver bookcase is now?" The white-haired pastor was tempted, and Wil answered honestly: "I'm very sorry, Lord priest, I don't know. I use that The white bookcase has been replaced with this album. I don't know where the white bookcase is now."

　　 Pastor Baifa likes to be called a priest very much. As an ordinary person with poor aptitude, UU Reading www. uukanshu. He shared his life with the goddess of dawn. He did not marry and prayed day and night. He finally became a one-star priest at the age of fifty. He mastered the real elementary magic arts. Unlike ordinary priests, he prefers others. Call him a priest. Only a male priest who is extremely pious to the goddess and has never married in his life can become a priest, and he is just such a priest, although he is the lowest existence at the priest level.

"Child, why did you give the white bookbox that you don't belong to someone else? Who is that person? You know, you must return it to Professor Witzel within a month." Pastor White's voice was full of Righteousness made Will feel a little embarrassed.

　　 "It's in this house. I don't know who it is. I can't see his face, I can only hear his voice." Weir was telling the truth, but the listener had a completely different reaction.

"Is it late? The Book of Wisdom has been taken away by his accomplices." The White-haired Pastor was slightly disappointed. Professor Witzel was not an ordinary wizard, but an evangelist of the classical school. He had classical in his hands. The school’s most precious advanced meditation and witchcraft, the book of wisdom, the magic book.

　　 "Child, you will be ashamed of your actions. You need to confess to the goddess religiously, and the goddess will forgive you for your crimes." The priest drew a circle on his chest, which is the symbol of the goddess of dawn and sunrise.

"My friend, exchange the box of unknown purpose for the holy book "Playboy 50th Anniversary Collector's Edition" that everyone of my generation yearns for. It's definitely not a loss!" The temple knight Wall saw that the white-haired priest ended the magical technique and ran for the first time. Came over, "As a fellow fellow, can I pay homage to the holy artifacts? I, Minwall, a one-star Templar knight, will be the guard and swordsmanship instruction class of the Mildis Intermediate Academy in the next few months. Teacher, please advise!"