I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

In the picture.

Philen is biting a skewer.

It was completely dark, and the moonlight at night shone on the barbecue stall behind them.

Hugh Tark also held many wooden sticks in his hands, which were skewers that Philen had eaten.

Looking at Philen with both hands holding skewers, Hugh Tark advised: "Philen."

"Let's go back."

Philen chewed the skewers in his mouth angrily.

[Philen: I'm so angry, I'm eating! ]

[Fei Lun. ]

[Hahaha, Fei Lun eats in revenge, so cute. ]

[Turning grief and anger into appetite. ]

Under the street lights, Hugh Tark and Philen walked on the street.

"Ms. Fulilian doesn't understand me at all." After eating, Philen thought of what Fulilian said, and still couldn't help getting angry.

"Then I don't understand you either."

Hearing Hugh Tark's words, Philen couldn't help it even more.

"Stop it." Seeing that Felene was punching him, Hugh Tark couldn't help crying, "Don't take it out on me."

[So cute. ]

[Hahaha, both little ones are so cute. ]

Felene took back his hand and continued walking on the street.

With his eyes lowered, Felene looked even sadder.

"So." Hugh Tark comforted Felene, "It's precious to want to understand others."

Felene lowered his eyes.

Hugh Tark walked with them all the way, and could also see the changes in Flillian, "I think Flillian is trying hard."

Hearing this, Felene couldn't help looking aside with his eyes lowered.

[I'm about to cry. ]

[It's even more sad. ]

Then, Felene looked at the shop nearby.

Richter was packing things at the door of the shop.

Felene stopped, and Hugh Tark also stopped.

Richter looked up and saw Fellen, "Hmm?"

"Ah, it's you." Richter recognized her, "Frillian's companion."

Fellen nodded and greeted her.

"Is she her apprentice?" Richter asked.

Fellen didn't say anything.

"Hmm? Isn't she?" Richter asked.

[It's mother and daughter (doge)]

[Fellen: I've driven my master out of the house. ]

[Richter: You're coming? ]

Hugh Tark glanced at Fellen's face, turned to Richter and said, "No, you guessed right."

[Fellen: Not her apprentice today. ]

[Angry eggplant. 】

Richter didn't care, "It doesn't matter."

He continued to pack up the things in front of the store and said to Philen, "The second round of tests has just ended."

"I was tortured enough by your master."

Richter walked into the store with the things in his arms, paused and looked at Philen at the door of the store: "If she just let me make a new one, I can make more money."

Philen listened to these words, and the expression on his face seemed not so unhappy.

"Treasure it."

Hotel.

With a "click", Philen opened the wooden door.

The light in the room was a little dim.

Through the light in the corridor.

Philen saw that on her bed next to the door, there was a complete wooden staff.

Philen couldn't help but take a breath.

Walked into the room.

She bent down and took the staff on her bed in her hand.

A familiar feeling came from her hand.

She looked at the staff that had been with her for many years, "My staff."

Phelan looked up and looked forward.

On the bed by the window, Fulilian was in the quilt.

The scene switched.

Still in front of the window, the old Mr. Haita had a smile on his face and said kindly to Philan who was sitting on the stool by the window:

"Flilian is slow in emotion and sensibility."

"I guess this will cause difficulties and conflicts between you."

Haita smiled and said to Philan, "But there is also a good thing."

The scene switched to.

The white-haired elf was sleeping on the bed by the window, lying on his side.

"That's why." Haita's voice sounded vaguely in Philan's ears, "Flilian will definitely work hard for you."

"There are few better teachers in the world than her."

[So touching. ]

[Wow, I'm going to cry when I see Haita's scene. ]

[Now, the meaning of this staff is not only for Haita. 】

【Wow, but an elf with dull emotions will also think about how to understand humans, understand Xinmeier, and understand you, Philen. 】

【Eyes curled. 】

Flillian, who was sleeping soundly, turned over on her side, lifted the quilt and opened her mouth. Her sleeping posture was not elegant at all.

Seeing this.

Philen put the staff in her hand back on the bed.

She walked to Fulillian's window.

Fulillian couldn't help mumbling while sleeping.

"Ah..."

Philen stretched outHand, cover Fulilian's quilt.

Fulilian couldn't help frowning, as if she had dreamed of something uncomfortable, her expression was painful, and she uttered a mutter:

"It's so dark..."

Seeing this, Philen couldn't help but smile.

[Conjugated mother and daughter. ]

[Contract Fulilian. ]

[It's so dark, it's still in the treasure chest monster's belly hahahahaha. ]

[Treasure chest monster: I heard you're thinking about me? ]

The camera zooms out, outside the window.

The moonlight is like silver.

Philen stood by Fulilian's window, silent for a long time.

The next morning.

Visast, the main hall of the Magic Association.

In the corridor.

All the people who passed the second round of tests are standing here.

The camera swept over.

Metode, Connie, and Dunster stood together, and Elle, Viabel, and Sherver stood together.

Raofen stood behind Duncan, and Yubel stood beside Lant.

Fulilian and Philen stood in front of the door, Philen looked at Fulilian.

"Um, Ms. Fulilian."

Hearing her name being called, Fulilian looked at Philen.

"Yesterday..." Philen hesitated.

"What happened?" Fulilian looked the same as before.

Seeing Fulilian, Philen looked back at the ground, smiling softly, and said:

"Nothing, forget it."

Fulilian looked forward, "Is that so."

Philen rolled her eyes and glanced at Fulilian's profile again, with a smile and satisfaction on her face.

Nothing needs to be said.

[Their relationship is better. ]

[Philen is very happy to understand Fulilian's efforts for him. ]

[Love does not need to be said. ]

[This dish is called "Love in the Heart, Hard to Say". ]

Philen smiled and closed her eyes.

"I declare."

Hearing the voice, Philen looked over.

The head of the Magic Association, a man with glasses, said to everyone, "The third round of tests is now officially starting."

At the same time.

In the hall of the Magic Association Palace.

Just finished pouring tea.

"Why did I come here specially?" Celia's slightly arrogant voice came.

"Do you know the reason?" Celia looked aside, "Jian Ze."

On one side of the hall.

Hearing Celia's words, Jian Ze lowered his head and his eyes drooped.

"Silence." Celia sat on the sofa chair in the hall.

Celia sat cross-legged on the sofa, stretched out her hands to support her knees, holding her face and looking at Jian Ze.

She continued nonchalantly, "You always do this every time you feel that you are at a disadvantage."

She looked at Jian Ze:

"Twelve people passed the second round of tests, which is an unprecedented number."

"Too many."

Celi Ai looked aside and objectively commented on the content of Jian Ze's second round of tests: "The test of full cooperation is very good."

"After all, the current first-level magicians lack the ability to cooperate."

The camera cut to the other people in the hall.

There were four people standing here.

On the other side of Celie Ai stood Genau.

On the other side, close to Celie Ai, there was a white-haired old man wearing the blue uniform of the Magic Association, Reernen.

Jian Ze lowered his head and looked at the ground.

Next to her was a young man wearing glasses.

The four first-level magicians of the Magic Association stood here silently, listening to Celie Ai's comments.

"I am really ashamed." The man with glasses lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

The sound of pouring tea came.

The old man with white hair and white cloak, Leirenn, held the teapot in one hand and pressed the lid with the other hand to pour tea for Celia.

"But among the candidates," Celia said, "some have too strong strength."

"You mean Ms. Fulilian, right?" The white-haired first-level magician said.

Celia sat cross-legged on the sofa chair, holding her chin to the ground, and said in a dissatisfied tone:

"Thanks to her."

"Many people with insufficient strength also passed."

[Fulilian: Name names. ]

[Fulilian's strength is too strong, and she directly brought many people away. ]

[All members are recommended (doge)]

"If the content of the third round of tests remains the same." Celia continued, "all these people will die."

"Jianze." Celia said to her, "This is far from your expectations."