Wizard: I brought the wrong system

"No, it's not about electric sparks."

"Yes...it's that song!"

"It's the story you told me, it's the song you gave me the copper tag for me to complete..."

Holly wanted to say these bluntly, but just as the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back.

"After the adult hears it, will he think that I have ruined the perfect story in his heart, ruined that passionate song?"

"Would you...hate me for that?"

The more people care about something, the more fearful they will be, and the more they will worry about gains and losses.

That was the case with Holly at this time.

But she wanted to sing to Yarrow a song based on another story.

Want to get Yarrow's appreciation, want to get Yarrow's approval.

"Lord Yarrow, you are my dawn!"

"When I am full of disappointment in this world, when I want to leave this world..."

"It was you who pulled me out of the abyss of despair!"

"So - all the beauty in the world should belong to you!"

But... Heli can't guarantee that the song she rewrote belongs to "beautiful", not a kind of insult to "beautiful".

"How about...wait a little longer?"

Yarrow naturally didn't know the entanglement in Heli's heart. After all, he never had any expectations for the completion song that Heli said.

What's more, he had a particularly fulfilling life during this time, and he was so busy every day.

The question I think about every day is not why the medicine failed again, but how to exercise in the future.

Even when he was dreaming, he was reciting the structure diagram of the trick.

In this case, how could he remember that little thing of 'amusing the child'?

"Okay, go to bed quickly, you have to receive Miss Bailu tomorrow, so don't be rude then."

Yarrow joked casually, waved his hands, and turned to the bedroom regardless of the two of them.

In one day, reciting, exercising and teaching, his physical strength, mental strength and even perseverance have reached the limit.

Now, he just wants to rest and prepare for tomorrow's trip.

"Miss Bailu..."

Holly muttered to herself, as if thinking of something.

……

The melted ice dripped on the rocks, making a crisp sound like wind chimes.

Bits of bright green fluorescence float like fireflies, covering the dim jungle with a soft veil.

Right in the center of this soft light, a huge shadow crawled on the ground, which was the original position of the trunk of the magic tree.

It's just that the once huge trunk has melted and shrunk inexplicably, and its appearance has also changed a lot.

With the help of weak fluorescence, it can be seen that the trunk is dark brown as a whole at this time, and has a glazed texture. It can be vaguely seen through the glazed trunk, and there are three slightly beating cocoon structures inside.

Under the tree trunk, the girl's light and elegant voice is like sweet and soft cheese, soft and silky.

"In the next few days, I will count on you."

"Be careful of the bad child wandering outside. She has been spying on the remaining power of the abyss in the magic tree. Don't let her interfere with the gestation of these three children."

YoYo!

The strong elks have bright eyes, and their footsteps are softly surrounding the daughter of nature, and they keep whispering, as if they are communicating with the white deer.

Bailu listened carefully, and responded from time to time:

"Oh, I am also very distressed! But... if the bark of the magic tree is not disposed of as soon as possible, all the magic power inside will be lost, and Mr. Arrow's reward will be completely ruined."

"These three children don't know how long they will be pregnant, and waiting is not an option."

"Don't scold me, I know I haven't considered it well..."

"Don't worry, the bad boy wandering outside was born not long ago. Now that he has been hungry for so long, he no longer has supernatural powers. He is just like an ordinary little rabbit."

"Although it has no extraordinary ability, it is still a child of the magic tree after all, and it can arouse the residual power of the abyss in the magic tree, especially now that the natural power of the magic tree is all condensed on these three children. Once the force is detonated, the consequences are unpredictable."

"Yeah, yes, don't let it get close to here."

"It's different. The Demon Tree has no extra natural force to baptize it. It will always be a disgusting abyss elf!"

"Okay, okay, I'm going to bed, Ah Da, Ah Er, you can sleep with me, tomorrow you will have to work hard pulling the carriage."

The night is getting deeper.

The girl's soft voice gradually weakened, and the sound of ice water splashing was clear again.

Like a beautiful lullaby, the forest covered with frost gradually fell into silence.

……

The next morning.

Yarrow, who maintained his usual habit of waking up, did not get up in a hurry, but meditated for an hour to restore his magic power to saturation before getting up to take a shower.

After washing, he took out some finely ground carbon ash, mixed it with a small amount of oil, and carefully applied it on his face.

——With the cultivation during this period, the flesh and blood on his body has been refilled, and the strange dark black on his skin has all faded away.

In order to reduce possible troubles, a little cover-up is still necessary.

This kind of cover-up is naturally unprofessional, but this kind of paradox is what Yarrow wants.

The best way to hide a drop of water is to hide that drop in the ocean.

Don't use your amateurism to challenge other people's majors, and covert methods will easily attract the attention of many veterans.

Looking at the energetic young man in the mirror, Yarrow patted his cheek and reminded himself softly:

"Only combat power is the kingly way to protect oneself!"

Yarrow knew clearly that the reason why he was able to obtain so many materials from the alchemist last time was not because the alchemist realized his conscience, awakened the awareness of copyright, and felt that he had to give so much. The key was because of his own strength.

It will be the same in the future.

As long as the strength is enough, others will not dare to speak when they recognize it.

If you don't have enough strength, even if you haven't committed any crimes, it is still an excellent material to walk in the eyes of others.

"Don't forget about sulfur and nitric acid this time!"

A lot of bomb casings have been refined long ago, and when the gunpowder is prepared, an excellent killer weapon can be made.

"The fireball technique of an intermediate apprentice can only blow out a range as large as the chest. How much gunpowder does it need?"

"Even if it is an official wizard's spell, its power is no more than that of a mortar, and it can only release one blow at a time."

"You can detonate as many bombs as you want in a unit of time!"

Of course, Yarrow also knew that his idea was unfair. Too many bombs detonated at the same time per unit time, and his own safety range was also not enough.

Moreover, wealthy official wizards generally do not simply use spells to attack, they are also equipped with a large number of enchanted treasures, witchcraft scrolls and other means.