"Ah?"

Peggy smell speech first one leng, then suddenly jumped up from the chair like a frightened rabbit, shaking her little head nervously, looking at her eyes without blinking, carefully observing every movement in the room, her muscles tensed, and she was ready to call her parents to flee for life together.
But after watching it for a long time, she still found nothing unusual.
"The spell has been activated and your fate has changed."
Norman looked at Peggy with deep eyes, but the line of sight was slightly higher. Looking back over Peggy’s head, it seems that there is something that ordinary people can’t see in that swinging place.
"The mystery of magic is beyond your imagination. Ordinary girls don’t know that her fate has changed, and the wheel of history is rolling forward …"
Norman is chanting inexplicable words like a magic stick-aside from the first half sentence, he learned everything from the bard who passed by the village every year.
Every year when he comes to the village, the bard tells some adventure stories, and every time he talks about the protagonist, no matter what his identity is, the bard will say this sentence. Norman has long remembered it and threw it out at this moment.
Norman remembers that the village, including his older children, could not help but feel passionate when they imagined the hero’s style when they heard this sentence, and this sentence was really powerful, and it also worked in the city.
Peggy first wondered and then thought about it. Finally, she was so shocked that she couldn’t speak for a long time. At the end, she suppressed a word of praise. "Magic is really mysterious and great …"
Can actually change people’s destiny? !
The mage is more powerful than Peggy can imagine.
Although I don’t know if Norman changed her fate for the better or worse, Norman’s strength made Peggy look at Norman again with respect, and there was a little fear and anxiety in the depths of his eyes.
"Sit down"
Norman raised his hand and motioned Peggy to sit down.
"Then let’s talk about something else so that I can better think about how to teach you, such as talking about that Mr. Sen? ……”
Norman doesn’t want to spell any more. He almost blew it! I finally fooled him, and now his back is still full of sweat, so I don’t want to do it again.
So I quickly turned the topic to another direction.
"Yes, Mr. Sen is a mage in the third district and my teacher. I have been studying there for five years …"
Norman had a hard time until the district church clock rang again and again.
In the past two days, Cardenas Norman has learned a lot. For example, if the church rings the bell twice in a row, it will tell the parishioners that it is time to go to bed, and this will be the last bell ringing in a day.
Norman and Colin agreed to teach, that is, after dinner to the clock.
"It’s time"
Norman said to Peggy, get up. "I should go …"
Although Mr. Sen is also a mage, Mr. Sen has many students. Peggy is a middle school student.
It was the first time for her to have such close contact and dialogue with a real mage for a long time, which made her very excited and reluctant, but she also knew that she had no reason to let Norman stay and get up to see Fujian.
"good"
Peggy respectfully sent Norman to her door after a student’s etiquette, and watched Norman’s free and easy background disappear completely in the dark. Only then did she reluctantly go back to the door and think about Norman’s affairs, but what would this mysterious mage’s family be like? Will it be as full of magic circles as Mr. Sen said, with test tubes filled with mysterious green liquid and talking owls commanding the beams for a while? ……
The unknown is always mysterious, but the beautiful reality often runs counter to it.
Peggy’s "mysterious and powerful" mage is walking along a small street, holding a silver coin in one hand and looking at it in the moonlight for a long time, then putting it in his mouth and gently biting it, even licking his tongue and closing his eyes intoxicated.
Ah, this is Yinnaer. It tastes different from copper …
After being intoxicated for a while, Norman suddenly thought that he was a street. What if someone saw that he had Yiner to rob him?
He put the silver in his hand in his arms and looked around warily. After a dark clock, people on both sides of the street were already asleep. Without any fire, the only light source would be the moon.
We need to find a place to sleep on the street quickly
Norman forced himself to be excited, thinking of business and walking briskly forward without stopping.
Although they all sleep on the street, it is obviously impossible to sleep in the sixth district. Otherwise, if Colin happens to pass by and see himself sleeping on the street early, how can he believe that he is a mage? This job is obviously lost.
So Norman turned left and right all the way and walked around the road for a long time, guessing that he had probably walked out of the sixth district, and he was going to slow down and find a place that looked good to sleep, but before he could slow down, suddenly his foot tripped over something and the whole person rushed forward!
Fortunately, Norman’s quick-witted hands and feet didn’t finally fall down and eat shit. When he was stable, he looked back and saw a dark shadow on the ground, which looked like a man curled up and slept there.
He should be a tramp sleeping on the street like him, but Norman smelled a strong smell of wine from this guy-yes, the smell of wine made Norman feel puzzled but envious.
Wine, that’s a good thing. He has only drunk three cups since he was so big, which is much more delicious than water. How much should this guy drink when he smells like wine?
Norman thought of the taste of wine, swallowed water, and then looked at the shadow and thought that this guy almost tripped himself just now, angry and jealous, and consciously cursed "Mom sells batches" to express his anger.
The black shadow was stumbled by Norman and was crawling. It seemed that it was going to struggle to get up, but after Norman’s words were exported, the figure froze.
"Mother like horse …"
Vague words came from the shadows and were blown away by the night wind.
What is it?
Norman pulled out his ears and frowned. This guy’s voice was too low. He didn’t catch what he just said.
Chapter 1 Try to communicate
“@！ ≈ ……”
The tramp who slept in the street mumbled a few vague words and then lay still, as if he had fallen asleep.
Norman was about to walk away and look around, but he stopped. This tramp seems to be an old tramp of Cá rdenas. It’s still a good place to choose. The ground is flat and there are no rubble, so it shouldn’t make you feel uncomfortable when you sleep. In addition, you can see that the street is still relatively clean by moonlight. If you don’t see feces and urine, you shouldn’t be awakened by human excrement like Norman slept in Cardenas on the first day. Finally, I walked here for a long time by myself, which should be out of the sixth district. It’s safe to sleep here and meet Colin. It’s very safe.
After weighing, Norman didn’t bother to go, so he just found a piece of flat ground near the wall and sat down.
First, he unwrapped his back, opened it, took out the old Norman’s clothes, unfolded it, put two pieces of silver in it, carefully wrapped the lichen layer after layer, and finally put the clothes that had been wrapped into a ball together with the pot and harrow steel head, wrapped them tightly in his arms and fell against the wall, but he couldn’t sleep for a while.
I can’t help it. His day has been so tortuous that he is still in a good mood. How can he sleep?
Eat a lot of delicious food that he has never touched before, pretend to be a mage and get the first silver medal in his life. It is very likely that Yiner will become a nobleman! ….. His experience this day is richer than his experience in the past ten years combined.
However, the most important and root of this is probably the old saying.
Peggy said that the old saying is the language made by wizards, so are there many wizards living in her body?
Although there are still many people living in his body, Norman finds it strange to understand how those people live in his body, but he still tries to communicate with them. If successful, these wizards who live in his body may help him enter a church school and become an aristocrat.
"Can you hear me?"