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Well! Don't tell her for the time being." After a moment of silence, the white robe passed by Shaoke.

As for why she did this, she did not explain it clearly. "Can I come to you often in the future? I have almost no friends I know here." When she said this, the white-robed scholar seemed to remember something and suddenly sighed softly. Then she turned her head and looked at Shaoke. She found that the mage in front of her looked more mysterious and strange than many years ago, which made her a little strange and uneasy. But now it has not been expressed.

"Are you?" At this moment, the maid who opened the door found Shao Ke and the white-robed scholar outside. However, after the mage returned to his original outfit, the young maid could not confirm that the guest in front of her was the master. Therefore, she hurriedly wanted to close the door, but Shao Ke stopped her.

"Can't you hear the sound?" Shaoke looked at the white-robed scholar next to him with awkward embarrassment. He found that the scholar had pulled the corners of his mouth. He believed that if these maids were not present, she would definitely laugh. After saying that, Shaoke glared at the servant again, and then closed the cloak on his body, which made the maid immediately recognize the other party's identity from this familiar movement, and then blushed and panickedly welcome Shaoke and the scholar in panic.

After comforting the panicked maid, Shaoke asked her to go down and prepare some pastries and drinkware. He wanted to talk to the white-robed scholar here about what happened separately. Of course, the maids did not need to serve at this time, after all, there are many things they are not qualified to hear.

The conversation lasted for a whole day, and the two sat in Shaoko's room and talked. If nothing else, neither of them would leave the room one step further.

"Master Xueye, can you tell me why you came here?" Perhaps because of the reunion of your companions, although the white-robed scholar Master did not drink, the blush on his face could not be dissipated for a long time. "Why leave the Blizzard Legion? Isn't Master Roman there?" When he said this, the white-robed scholar Master looked at Shaoke enviously. How great it would be if his husband was still alive!

"After the incident in the small town happened, I decided to leave the Blizzard Legion." Shaoko shook his wine glass and leaned obliquely on the soft stool beside him. All this is not much different from being on the battlefield. "I don't want to lose my life inexplicably because of the battles of the senior management." After saying that, he waved his arms excitedly and said, "Especially, he was easily killed by those eighth-level professionals. I can't stand this ending."

Shaoke's words made the white-robed scholar silent for a long time. In the end, she just lowered her head and used an iron fork to wiggle the charcoal fire in the fireplace. The reason why Shaoke left the Blizzard Legion was not much different from her. It was just that she finally made up her mind to leave the military headquarters after her husband died. Because there was nothing there worth her nostalgia there.

"Maybe you can go back to the Death Mage again." The white-robed sutra broke the silence again. She didn't understand why Shaoke left the Death Mage back then. After all, he had received some vague information from the other party. All the rewards in the Death Mage back were so rich, and there were also a large number of books for the mages to read.

The White-robed Sutra Master's persuasion made Shao Ke not know how to answer. Because he found that he was not in the Death Mage Group now, he had no distinction between not being in the Death Mage Group. What's more, after leaving the Death Mage Group, he had the ability to freely allocate all his time and did not need to perform any tasks. And he also felt that if he returned to the Death Mage Group now, he would face a more boring life. This was not something he could accept now. After all, he was no longer the young one who only knew to give up everything in order to be promoted to a third-level mage. Of course, Shao Ke did not say all this. Because there were too many reasons for him to leave the Death Mage Group.

"After leaving the Death Mage Corps, I still came from a lot of subsidies. And they also gave me a lot of books." Shaoko was silent for a while and looked at the white-robed sutra master and said, "And I can seek their help for some time in the future." As he said that, he took out a lot of medicines and books to prove his words.

"That's good." After hearing Shao Ke's words, the scholar breathed a sigh of relief. "Life is very difficult. I regretted it after just leaving the military headquarters." When she said this, the scholar suddenly laughed in a low voice: "If I hadn't left the military headquarters, maybe I would have the ability to be promoted to the sixth-level scholar now." At this point, she suddenly sighed. Then she touched the golden book in her hand. Finally, she looked at the various medicines placed in front of Shao Ke.

"You don't have any medicine?" Shaoko frowned and looked at the white-robed scholar. "Didn't the military headquarters have rewarded a lot of medicines and other items after the war?" After that, he added: "You should receive more rewards."

Looking at Shao Ke’s confused eyes, the white robe’s sutra master was bitter and irritated

Finally, he whispered: "It's not long after I came here. I'll find us. I lost my life and those precious medicines and materials. Would you choose that?" He said here. The white-robed scholar reached out and touched his face. He seemed very helpless about what happened that year.

"Is this true?" Shaoke suddenly raised his voice, and the wine in the wine glass spilled out because he was too excited. "Who did this kind of thing, I want to kill him.

"After saying that, Shaoke looked at the white-robed sutra master in front of him. He knew that sutra masters had no attack power at level eight, so he had no ability to resist in such a situation, so he didn't care that the sutra master had delivered all his items.

"Some mages of the Wandering Mage Alliance and the Mage Union." The white-robed scholar suddenly grabbed Shaoke's hand and signaled him to calm down. "Are you sure you can fight against the Wandering Mage Alliance with hundreds or thousands of people? Can you resist the request of the Mage Union?" She said that, and sighed in a low voice again: "Let it be lost if you lose it! Just think that you have never got it."

"Tell me their names." Shao Kefa grabbed the white-robed scholar's little hand, and he felt that the other party's hand was really cold. "I will help you kill them. What I can do, don't forget, I am a mage from the Death Mage Group." When he said this, Shao Ke grabbed the white-robed scholar's hand tightly, thinking that this would comfort and help the other party.

"I don't remember their names." Although Shaoke grabbed her hand, the ritual master still did not pull it out. She liked this feeling. During the war, if other mages had conflicts with their mage team, Shaoke would definitely come forward to help him. Of course, he never asked for reasons.

After repeated questioning, the white-robed scholar still refused to say the names of those mages, which made Shaoke feel very irritable. Finally, he slammed the staff on the floor, and then leaned on the soft stool in a daze.

Seeing this situation, the white-robed scholar rubbed his blue hands slightly, then moved to Shaoke, and then grabbed his arm and said, "Master Xueye, leave here. If the previous rules have not changed, in a while, high-level mages will come to find you and snatch everything you have." As he said, she looked at Shaoke worriedly, she didn't want the other party to lose all kinds of precious items that he had obtained for decades at the cost of his life.

"Are you eighth-level professionals?" Shaoke took a deep breath and tried his best to relieve his irritable temper. He had already discovered the bruises on the master's hands, which made him feel very sad. "Are you okay?" As he said that, Shaoke gently massaged her little hands a few times, so that her hands could restore their original state as soon as possible.

"It's okay." The white-robed scholar blushed slightly and finally whispered: "They don't have an eighth-level mage. They will use a seventh-level mage and other professions to threaten you. If they don't agree, I think they will definitely kill you." After saying that, she grabbed Shaoke's arm tightly. She didn't want the stubborn mage in front of her to be hurt by some magic materials and other precious items.

"I can deal with them." Shaoke relaxed a little when he heard this. At least the other party did not have a pervert like an eighth-level profession. He didn't care about other seventh-level professions at all. If possible, he even needed only one spell to solve a seventh-level profession. As for why he was so confident, it was because of the battle situations of the ancient spellcasters and ancient spellcasters he felt from many magical words, and even obtained some spellcasting skills that had not been passed down from them. All of this is because of the power of his spells, which is the confidence that he dared to hunt other professions higher than the level.

Faced with Shaoke's stubbornness, the White-robed Sutra Master had no choice but to give up this idea after dozens of persuasions failed. After the two of them discussed other topics, the Justice Master planned to leave here. "Don't try to keep me. If nothing unexpected happens, my companion should wait for me to go back in the manor." As he said that, he nodded to Shaoke, intending to leave here alone.

"I'll give you." Shaoke felt that as night fell, a crazy scene appeared on the street again. Some soldiers or other professionals had already started fighting here. He was worried that the white-robed scholar who had no ability to cast spells and attacks were walking on the street.
Chapter completed!