Chapter 133 (2/2)
”Soon, two and a half hours, I guess.”
”Trough,” Ivey calculated, ”it's 9:30 p.m., two and a half hours later, isn't that midnight?”
”Sir, you are good at arithmetic, but a little bit small Er, error, two and a half hours later, um, ten thirty? ”
”Where You? ” Ivy froze for a moment, then looked at the guy like an idiot. ”You just say one hour, God. Two and a half hours, shit!”
”These two half hours have their own meanings. I have no right to put them together.”
The man reluctantly explained, ”this is too profound to explain to you.”
Ivy's choking is almost endocrine disorder.
He was despised by a conductor.
Just right, there is an hour. When waiting for the bus, I can relieve the boredom a little.
”Why can't two and a half hours be said to be an hour?”
”Because this is what my master said. He said,” you are a halfling. Even if you meet another halfling, you can't form a person. You and he must agree with each other... ”
”Are you a halfling?” Ivy looked at the thin figure in the pavilion in disbelief. ”The kind of kid who can throw stones?”
”Of course, not!” The man smiles. ”I am a man who knows astronomy and has paralysis of lower limbs.”
With that, the man opened the small door of the sales booth, quickly moved his hands, and quickly shook out a wheelchair.
Ivy felt very strange, this is not uncommon on earth, but here
”Hello, healing magic is very developed. Well, this disease of yours can be done by any intermediate healing mage for minutes.””No, it's an exchange,” the man sighed,
”there is a ritual in the world, called sacrifice, which is divided into many kinds. I am voluntary and abandon some functions of the body for the sake of strength...”
”What you gain, you lose.” Ivy exclaimed.
What did you exchange?
This kind of words can't be asked casually. It belongs to other people's privacy.
Once asked, they are likely to become enemies, or at least cause hostility. A magician will not tell others his cards casually.
The man, a quiet and weak girl, took the initiative to tell her secret:
”I sacrificed my lower body for double spiritual perception. My soul magic changed dramatically, which was also learned from my master...”
The girl stopped suddenly and looked at him with a smile:
”your master is really a pervert. Do you want to say this
Ivy felt a thrill in his heart. He quickly gathered his magic power and had already moved his heart.
It turned out that her inner words were really ”read” by her, and she had mind reading skills.
What kind of talent is this?
Not for the moment.
How did such a person live to this day?
”Well, don't kill me, or you'll regret it,” she warned. ”Your killing intention is obvious. You can understand it without mind reading.”
”What do you think will happen? It's not so much your ability that kills you, it's better to say that your IQ kills you! ”
Shua!
A black light, a sword shadow. To the white side of the neck.
Ivy won't allow a man who can learn his inner secret to exist in the world. That's terrible.
Although the magic iron station is cold and quiet, there are also a few people, they are out of their wits to make a buzzing noise.
Ivy didn't care. He would kill her at all costs.
”One sword, the law: freedom.”
”Silent forest, law: love.”
Innumerable bright branches were distributed around the girl's neck. They did not shine quietly, but grew and obstructed with perseverance.
The law of love is also one of the most cutting-edge laws, which can be compared with freedom.
Light is opposite to darkness, and is the nemesis of darkness. They can greatly consume the magic power of Ivey's sword.
Hiss!
The last few branches were cut off.