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It was dark when Giotto woke up.

When he got up, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, he suddenly lowered his head and lifted the quilt, and found that the hideous wound on the waist and abdomen had disappeared, and at the same time, some other minor wounds had also healed, not even a scar, and his whole body was extremely relaxed, feeling better than ever .

Giotto murmured: "This medical skill alone...Mr. Lu Qie is very human, even if such a person has any purpose, I can't refuse it.

Giotto thought of the boy in blue-haired military uniform he had seen before, that guy was an extremely bad person, and even tried to sow discord between him and Mr. Lu Qie.

It is true that Mr. Lu Qie has an unknown ability, he really only needs to hide behind Mr. Lu Qie, but...

"We agreed at the beginning."

Mr. Lu Qie will teach him everything, but the one who really faces everything can only be himself.

Giotto took a deep breath, got up and changed his clothes, he walked to the wall of the study room, and with a light push, he came to Mr. Luqie's room.

The room was very clean and tidy, except for the huge desk, on which there were messy drawings, with various characters on it, and words that he couldn't understand were marked beside it.

"woke up?"

After Xia Chuanyu sensed someone entering his room, he talked to G, took a plate and went back to his room, and it turned out that Giotto woke up.

"Eat something."

On the plate was a piece of bread, some bacon and sausage, and a bowl of beef soup.

Giotto's eyes lit up, and he quickly sat down and started eating.

His movements of dining are quite elegant, and the vulgarity of the past has faded away, just like a born nobleman, his gestures are rhythmic.

Xia Chuanyu looked at the boy, and suddenly asked, "Is the orange garden fun?"

Giotto smiled, put down his fork, and said softly: "Very good, there are golden oranges everywhere in the vast orange orchard, and the golden halo when the sun sets overlaps with those oranges, as if the garden is full of sunlight, warm and intoxicating."

Xia Chuanyu also laughed, and he shook his head: "I have already asked G, although you told him not to tell me, but..."

The smile on Giotto's face instantly turned into a wry smile: "Well, something happened in the orange grove. We were attacked. I don't know if the other party's target is me or Elena. Anyway, there are invading enemies and betrayers. , the oranges in the orange orchard are indeed intoxicating, but the splashed blood is also very dazzling. Fortunately, the owner of the vineyard next to the orange orchard, Lan Bao, helped us. lit the flame."

Thinking of the boy named Lanbao, Giotto couldn't help but smile, and said softly, "I invited him to join Vengley, and he agreed, and Lanbao is also the son of a great nobleman, this status is very beneficial to us. "

Xia Chuanyu smiled and nodded: "You did a good job."

Giotto hesitated for a moment: "I want Sapphire to give it a try. If he can get the ring's approval, give him one."

Xia Chuanyu said: "Okay, let him come to me in the afternoon." After a pause, he said: "I heard from G that you met a difficult enemy over there?"

Giotto couldn't help complaining to G when he heard the words, this guy actually said everything! !

Xia Chuanyu naturally saw Giotto's embarrassment, and he chuckled: "I told G that I was worried about your injury, and wanted to know what caused it, so that it can be treated better. After hearing this, G immediately poured beans into the bamboo tube Tell me everything."

The corner of Giotto's mouth twitched, he sighed, this guy G is so innocent!

He whispered: "I met a man who claimed to be a demon. He gave me a strange feeling. The attacks of G and others are even ineffective against him, and I will see some strange sights."

Xia Chuanyu sneered: "No wonder! Is that guy a boy with dark purple short hair and wearing a military uniform?"

Giotto asked in surprise, "How does sir know?"

"Because not long after you left, this guy came to the station and ran to your study, looking for confidential documents and letterheads."

Giotto's complexion changed drastically at first, and then he smiled again: "It seems that he failed."

Xia Chuanyu proudly said: "Of course, I thought he would find another way, but unexpectedly he went to you."

Giotto felt relieved: "It's good that sir is fine."

Xia Chuanyu snorted, and he glanced at Giotto: "Let's go downstairs to have a quarrel later, I'll pretend to be far away, and spread the news, either tonight or tomorrow night, that kid will definitely come over, and then I will Teach you how to deal with this kind of guy."

Giotto's eyes widened slightly, and then he showed a bright smile: "Well, Mr. Trouble."

In the middle of the night, Giotto sat in his study room, he sighed at the moon outside the window, and after a long while, he got up and pushed away the wall behind him, and went to his teacher's room to start acting.

He let out a faint sigh: "Mr. Lu Qie, I'm no longer who I used to be..."

After saying this, Giotto looked down at the table. There were still a lot of sketches left on it, and a few lines were written on one of the papers. Hey, it's Italian, so I can understand it!

Could it be that Mr. Lu Qie specially left it for him?

He began to read the line.

"I have my own goals. Although this kind of tender life is very good, I will leave eventually."

"We are destined to be separated..."

After reading this, Giotto is rarely distracted. On the screen are two teenagers, one with black hair and the other with white hair (without coloring, Naruto’s hair looks white), standing by a small river, the wind blows , the leaves flew up, the white-haired boy seemed very angry, but the eyes of the black-haired boy remained calm, as if something was surging.

Looking at the picture, Giotto was curious for the first time, what is Mr. Lu Qie drawing every day?

This kind of writing... seems to be some kind of Eastern writing?

Why don't you go back and ask Mr. Lu Qie?It seems like fun...

Giotto is in a daze here, and in the eyes of others, he becomes nostalgic for things.

When Giotto wasn't paying attention, a wisp of faint black smoke quietly appeared in the shadows.

The black smoke silently entered the room through the window, first circled around Giotto's room, and then followed the wide open wall secret door to Xia Chuanyu's room next door.

The moment he entered, click, the secret door closed.

Giotto was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and saw the boy in military uniform attacking him in the orange orchard, at the same time Xia Chuanyu appeared at the door.

"Yo, long time no see."

Giotto said in surprise: "It really came!!"

In an instant, the world in front of him suddenly changed, burning flames and magma were everywhere, and the young man in military uniform was floating in the air. Mr. Lu Qie stood on the magma. And the action is as calm as a walk.

At this moment, Giotto's shoulder suddenly felt heavy.

He turned his head in disbelief, and saw another Mr. Lu Qie standing beside him. He smiled and said, "Come here, I'll teach you how to beat an illusionist."

Giotto's eyes widened, he looked at Mr. Lu Qie beside him, and then at Mr. Lu Qie who was fighting with the boy in military uniform in the arena. He stammered, "Mr. Lu Qie, what's going on?"

Xia Chuanyu said casually: "It's just an interesting little trick, okay, look at that guy carefully, what do you see?"

"Fire, lava, volcano, him and you," Giotto said.

Xia Chuanyu said: "Actually, if there is enough time, it is the right way to slowly experience the essence of illusion, but..."

Giotto's eyes dimmed slightly.

Xia Chuanyu patted Giott's shoulder: "Look carefully."

A very faint but very warm force poured into his body from his shoulders, and then rushed to his brain. Giotto instantly felt that the world in front of him had changed.

It is obviously a crater full of flames, but behind it seems to be superimposed with a layer of pictures, and you can vaguely see your own study. In the study, Mr. Lu Qie seems to be picking up an umbrella casually to beat the boy in military uniform. In the flames, although the boy in military uniform was crushed and beaten, the umbrella in Mr. Luqie's hand turned into a bunch of flowers.

Xia Chuanyu said: "What is true? What is false? For an illusionist, what he thinks is true, because he thinks what he shows is true, so he has a strong appeal and erosion force."

"The easiest way not to be deceived by these false claims is to believe in yourself."

Giotto was taken aback: "Believe in yourself?"

"Yes, believe that what you see is false."

Xia Chuanyu shrugged: "Since the illusion is an illusion, it means that most of it is false. The only truth is the caster himself. You can't tell the truth from the false because you don't know where the enemy is. What, you need to believe in yourself at this time."

"In an illusion technique, the boundary between truth and falsehood is very blurred." He whispered: "If your belief is strong enough and your mental power is strong enough, you can even turn the real attacker into a fake person."

As Xia Chuanyu's voice fell, everything changed in front of him. The world that was originally full of flames turned into a magnificent sea in an instant, and they all stood on the surface of the sea, countless sea water turned into hands, clinging to each other. assailant.

Giotto exclaimed: "Why did people suddenly become the sea?"

Xia Chuanyu said: "This is called illusion countering. When your mental power is strong enough, you can counter the opponent's illusion and make what you think is real appear."

Giotto repeated: "I think it's true...?"

"In your opinion, except for that guy, everything else is fake. If that's the case, just let the truth come out."

Xia Chuanyu grabbed the boy and carefully showed Giotto a series of illusionist's abilities, effects, range, duration and general countermeasures.

In his mouth, the mysterious illusionist is as common as the Chinese cabbage on the side of the road, even he is teaching and criticizing at the same time.

"This little guy's illusion is still too rough, with many flaws, and some places can be seen as fake at a glance."

"The picture is not exquisite enough, even if you can't make the ultimate reality, at least you have to make it beautiful?"

"Could it be that this kid thinks that the enemy's eyes are blind? This rose doesn't even have dew, and the pattern of the petals is wrong. There is no circle pattern, and the color of the pattern is also inaccurate. It's too fake!"

These words were too shocking. Giotto was serious at first, but the more he looked at him, the more he felt that the boy...was so pitiful.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead, get up!"

The boy's body turned into an illusion again, but this time Xia Chuanyu didn't continue to guide him like before, but raised his hand and grabbed something, as if pulling something back.

"You still want to leave? I ignored you last time, and you dared to trouble Giotto. This time, you should stay honestly."

Those wisps of smoke became real again, and the boy with blue-purple short hair reappeared in front of him.

The boy was furious: "I'll kill you!!"

Xia Chuanyu raised his hand and threw Giotto over: "Go, practice hard with him, experiment casually, and I will watch from the side. It is rare to meet an unqualified illusionist, and there will be no chance next time."

Giotto: "..."