In the clear blue sky, surrounded by smoke, a delicate and dreamy boat slowly sailed from the end of the clouds and mist. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Taking the sky as the sea, the bottom of the boat floats with ripples similar to the water ripples when the boat sails on the sea, and you can even see the white foam implicated, which looks like a good swim, but the speed of the boat is far beyond people's imagination. One moment you can see the mountains stretching at your feet, and the next you can see the boundless grassland.

The boat was cocked at both ends, like a moon bend.

There are carvings of the sun, moon and stars at the beginning and end, and the translucent starry sky curtain that envelops the "moon", fluttering in the wind, making it even more dreamlike.

There were four people in the boat, three men and one woman. One of them, a man with a simple face, slept with his head covered in the cubicle at the back of the boat, while the other three were all in the vestibule area.

One of the handsome men was lying on the central desk in frustration, his face full of heartbreak and lamentation.

"You have your own flying vehicle, so why bother rubbing my gondola. Ingres was sitting on a recliner, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep. But the sigh of the shadow kept coming from his ears, and he just endured it for a while, but he had been lamenting for a long time, and he finally couldn't help but speak.

The shadow looked at Angel pitifully: "I'm like this, you still want to see me make a fool of myself." And you flyboat......"

"Gondola. Angels corrected.

"Okay, and your gondola is quite big, and it's faster than my war cavalry cloak, anyway, you can drive it alone, and two people can drive it, so it doesn't matter if you add me. As he spoke, the shadow touched the delicate lines on the walls of the gondola, looking at the dreamy starry veil that enveloped the entire ship, with envy and jealousy in his eyes. With such a cool style and a speed close to mid-level flying vehicles, it is estimated that it can only be auctioned by several Thousand Magic Crystals at the auction. But Ingres actually refined it casually, what an abominable alchemist!

But Angel glanced at him blankly, and still rode the cloak? The lady's cloak was about the same.

For the extra person and one puppet on the ship, Ingres didn't care, as the Shadow said, he was riding the same as one person and four people, consuming the same amount of magic crystals, and it really didn't matter how many people he carried.

"It's okay to carry you, but can't you sigh a little less?

The reason why the shadow kept sighing was because the more than a hundred shadows he had collected in Watergrass in the past few years had been forced to be returned.

It all started yesterday. News of his return to Watergrass with the Shadow soon reached the ears of Leonrick.

Thinking that his daughter was getting weaker and weaker, and his wife washed her face with tears every night, Li Onrick wrote a suicide note explaining the aftermath after thinking about it for a long time. Then, with the last hope, with the determination that he might die, he visited Ingres' villa in the Bay Area alone late at night.

At the right time, thinking that he would leave Watergrass the next day, Angels revoked the illusion outside the villa. Leonrick's knock on the door happened to be opened by Grandma Dushan, and with Angels' acquiescence, he finally managed to enter the room and talk to the shadow face to face.

Leonrick knelt before the Shadow, praying that the Shadow would return the Shadow to the people and to his daughter.

The Shadow scoffed at this, how could he possibly agree to him?

Eventually, however, the Shadow did agree. The reason is ...... When Naga learns the truth about this, she is jealous!

Naga was jealous, and the shadow was really out of line. Comparing the value of Naga to the mortal Shadow, Shadow finally had no choice but to return his Shadow collection to Leonric.

Because of this, Leonrick has been crying and sad for a whole day.

"That's my collection for the past few years!" the Shadow cried, and at last the three Gami brothers ran out to comfort him.

Angel glanced at Naga on the other side of the shadow, and she also looked like she was rolling her eyes, but because the shadow was her master, she couldn't do it, and the cause of the incident was her, so Naga could only hold back the anger in her heart.

When Naga saw Angel looking over, her eyes lit up, and she made a gesture to him: sew his mouth!

Angel had wanted to do something to the Shadows, but because Naga was here, he didn't dare to do it. But now that Naga was already instigating, a wicked grin broke out at the corner of his lips and tapped lightly at the shadows.

The aura of the nightmare effect fell into the center of the Shadow's eyebrows.

The Shadow was defenseless by Angel's side, and by surprise, he was actually hit.

The Shadow turned around in surprise and "ahh He pointed at Angel with a look of "you have lost me".

The old god Angel is here, and it's none of my business.

The Shadow turned his head to look pitifully at Naga, hoping that Naga would help him untie it. But Naga "misunderstood" what he meant, and took him into his arms, the hoop so tight that he couldn't move.

Finally quiet!

Angel gave Naga a thumbs up, then closed his eyes in satisfaction.

It was said that it was a fake sleep, but in fact, Ingres was closing his eyes, recalling the notebook given to him by his mentor, which recorded almost all the tricks in the illusion department.

He had basically made up for the basic tricks, so he focused on advanced illusions.

His use of illusion is still too little, although the illusion has been set up well, but for the attack type of illusion, he is not good at it. And he will soon need to face the choice of department, and he is still a little at a loss about this, which needs to be judged slowly by learning illusion tricks.

As Ingres recalled all the notes in his notebook, his attention slowly turned to the Level 1 trick 'Dread'.

'Fear Technique' is a level 1 trick of the Psychic Illusion system, which arouses the fear of others by manipulating desires.

In fact, a similar effect was used by Ingrell on Tyrell, one of Waterglass's two great physicians. However, he used a nightmare aura at the time, creating the illusion of ghosts to intimidate him.

But fear is not the same as simply intimidating others.

Everyone has a different standard of fear in their hearts, some people are afraid of ghosts, some people are afraid of beasts, and some people are simply afraid of something, someone, and environment in the past. In such a situation, if you want to really intimidate a person, you can't eat it all over the world with a single trick, until the birth of the fear technique.

Angel watched it for most of the day and basically had an idea of the fear technique.

After reading the whole, Ingres pondered that ordinary fear techniques can make people have fear thoughts, so what if the nightmare magic is used as Gideon, will fear thoughts become entities?

Ingres calculated that there seemed to be a possibility.

Thinking of this, Angel decided to make fear art the primary goal of learning for the time being.

Moreover, the fear spell is a trick of the mind. Mental illusion is a branch under the general framework of the Department of Illusion, which is an illusion discipline that combines desires and emotions through the interpretation of changes in the human heart and details.

Ingres just planned to learn a little trick in each sub-discipline of illusion, and then use this to determine the direction of his future illusion.

......

At the beginning of the night, the stars are shining.

The gondola looks even more ethereal and beautiful against the background of the starry night.

Inside the originally quiet cabin, in the cubicle at the back, there was a sudden gurgling sound.

Angel opened his eyes.

At the same time, the shadow sitting across from him opened his eyes and looked at Ingres.

"You little boy seems to be hungry?" said the Shadow with a grin.

Ingres glanced at the shadow, and at some point the shadow unraveled the silence. I looked at the nightmare aura that lingered between Naga's fingers, and suddenly realized.

Ignoring the Shadow's joke, Angel whispered "Dodolo". In the compartment behind him, there was a low squeak.

Angel rolled over and walked into the cubicle.

When Dodoro saw Angel come in, his face was intimate and happy. Angel walked over to him and sat down, taking some water from his bracelet, and Dodoro clutched his stomach in embarrassment.

"Eat. At Angels' suggestion, Dodoro shyly picked up the food and ate it slowly.

Angels cupped his cheeks and looked at Dodolo. His eating movements are very elegant, and I don't know if it was taught by Grandma Du Shan, or if it was hidden in his instinctive habits.

Angel remembered what Grandma Dushan said when he left last night: "After all these days of teaching, Dodolo can roughly understand the basic language. But...... He seems to be a little too introverted. ”

"He can already talk to people on a basic basis, but as long as there are outsiders, he hides in a shell and doesn't say anything. ”

Ingres didn't feel Grandma Dushan's words, because Dodoro was very affectionate and enthusiastic to him at all times. But ever since she went to the gondola, Dodoro has really done what she said and didn't say a word. And I was so nervous that I didn't know where to put my hands and feet.

Angel couldn't help it, so he put him alone in the cubicle. This kind of introverted and fearful character, Ingres can't do it for the time being, so he can only wait to see if he can improve it later.

When Dodolo had filled his stomach, Ingres suddenly remembered something: "Where is your ......" bowl?

He asked halfway, then paused again. The shadow outside was still there, and he rashly asked about the "bowl", which was a little inappropriate. And Ingres could sense that the Shadows seemed interested in Axor of Pocrates.

Ingres thought about it, and when Dodoro left, he seemed to have brought a cloth bag with a change of clothes, and he threw the bag into the bracelet.

Angel probed his mental power into the bracelet and soon found Dodolo's sack.

In the cloth bag, Angels saw the bowl.

Since the bowl was still there, he was relieved.

He was about to detach his spiritual power from the bracelet, but he suddenly saw that on the other side of the square of the model building, the Kulakuka people were busy planting vegetables, and some were energetically transplanting fruit tree seedlings sent by the hummingbird knight.

Everyone is busy with their future lives, even a few children are sprinkling water in the fields. Only Grandma Babaya sat on the stairs of the building, with her cheese manyue fruit bun next to her, and beckoned people to come to eat from time to time.

Her legs and feet were inconvenient and she couldn't work, and everyone understood. But Grandma Babaya herself felt a little guilty and could only do her best.

After everyone was busy, Grandma Babaya would call the children to her side, hold a storybook, and read it to them slowly.

"Are you literate?" said Ingres's voice to Grandma Babaya's ears.

Grandma Babaya was stunned for a moment, and when she saw that no one around her reacted, she realized that this was what the adults were saying to him.

"Yes, I am literate. "Grandma Babaya is a little cramped.

Angel thought about it, he didn't have time to teach Dodolo, and he didn't know how long he would walk on the road this time. It would not be good if it made Dodoro lazy because he didn't study for a long time.

Angel wasn't going to disturb the Kulakuka people in the first place, but since Grandma Babaya seemed to be fine, he could take the opportunity to teach Dodolo.

He also hopes that Dodolo can open his heart through the communication with Grandma Babaya.

Thinking of this, Angel said, "Okay, I'll give you a task." ”