Two days later, I came back to the Mage Guild and was led by a mage to the underground teleportation room.

Tarun came forward first, his face soaked in sweat was slightly pale.

"Sir Elder, you came just in time, the remote transmission has just been prepared."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Seeing the tired looks of Sauron and the other four old mages, I sincerely saluted the wizard. Long-distance transmission consumes a lot of money. It is estimated that only old monsters like Farah can complete it without changing their expressions.

"But..." I paused in gratitude and pointed around the hall.

"These people..., what's going on?"

In the teleportation hall, which is about the size of four basketball courts, in addition to the five mages necessary for remote teleportation and the teleportation magic circle that occupies one-third of the entire hall, the hall is surrounded by people of various heights.

There are probably at least hundreds of mages, all dressed in black mage robes and large robes and hoods. The cold wall lamps cast numerous ghostly shadows, adding a dark and eerie atmosphere.

Could it be that some secret ceremony was being held? If I hadn't considered that the atmosphere was inappropriate, I would have thought of turning around and asking Talon: Is the Mage Guild occupied by some evil wizard organization? Could it be that they want to use me as an elder as a sacrifice?

Taste it?

Sensing my gaze, Tarun's pale old face couldn't help but turn slightly red, and his voice was even more hesitant.

"Look at this... Mr. Elder..., ahem..., I think you, Mr. Elder, have a deep understanding of this. During the time when we left Rogge's camp..., ahem..., I mean..., actually...

Most of the people here are from Rogge Camp, and some have not even been back for more than ten years, so..."

"If you have something to say, just say it."

"Ahem. Let me tell you the truth. Just the day before yesterday, someone leaked the news that the elder was going back, so everyone thought, ahem..., they wanted the elder to help carry something back to Rogge's camp.

"

Tarun coughed as he spoke, his eyes panicked. This poor old man. I don’t know how the cunning and fox-like Farah was taught to be able to even lie. Doesn’t this mean you are telling me that you are the one who leaked the information?

After figuring out the reason, I suddenly felt like I couldn't help but laugh - it turned out that I wanted to play a guest role as a courier. Should I salute them and say "FedEx will fulfill its mission"?

"No problem at all, but doesn't Warev come and go often? Why don't you ask him?"

"Although I say this, Elder, you may have heard something about it. We mages have some problems. Once we start experiments, we forget everything about the outside world. Sometimes we stay in the laboratory for several times.

Months later, Warev’s fleet is really something you can only meet but cannot ask for.”

"I understand, I understand." I suddenly understood when I saw the white faces of each master.

Next, hundreds of mages handed me the items they wanted to send in turn. Some were just a simple letter, and some were packages. As they were delivered, there were also full of gratitude, desire, expectation and excitement.

, I saw pairs of simple and sincere eyes. My nose couldn’t help but feel a little sore. These are a group of lovely people who sacrificed themselves for the Dark Continent.

The dry and difficult-to-speak incantation slowly resounded over the hall. As the mage inserted his staff into the five points of the pentagram, the entire magic circle slowly lit up like a fuse being lit.

After the entire magic circle was lit up, the hall was instantly surrounded by a milky white halo. In anticipation of countless pairs of burning eyes, the body standing in the center of the hall gradually floated up and became lighter, until the transparency disappeared.

At the same time, the magic array in the underground teleportation room of the camp's Wizard Guild lit up with a snow-white light.

"Welcome back, dear Wu!" As soon as he opened his eyes, familiar smiling faces greeted him.

"Hey, everyone seems to be in good spirits." I looked at Akara, Kane, Kasha, and the mage. The four elders were all there. I was really flattered by this formation.

"Dear Wu, I finally got you back." Unexpectedly, the first person to greet him was not Kasha, but Farah. With a body that could be knocked down by a gust of wind, he actually ran faster than a rabbit, taking three steps.

He came up to me and held my hand in two quick steps, looking like a fellow countryman meeting a fellow countryman with tears in his eyes.

"Old man Farah, what kind of drama are you singing?" I quickly shook off my hand and stared at him warily.

"Your family, well, in short, it's good to come back, it's good to come back, I can finally go back to the guild, and don't have to suffer in that old bookworm's house..." Farah muttered, wiping away the snot from his nose, as if he had just finished venting.

Vilas? What happened to my gentle and kind-hearted Vilas? What happened to you, a dignified level 82 archmage? Looking at your worthless look, I gave Farah a hard bs look.

"What, do you have any opinion?" Kane next to him was unhappy when he heard this. This old guy was eating and drinking in his house without saying a word, and he dared to criticize other people. He was so annoyed.

Regardless of the strength gap between the two sides, he was instantly transformed from a humble and polite scholar to a ruffian. Kane rolled up his sleeves with red eyes, picked up the crutch in his hand, and smashed it...

"Good boy, I heard what Ryan said, you really did a great job in Lu Gaoyin."

Ignoring the two old men of about the same age scuffling on the side, the red-haired Kasha came up to me and slapped me hard on the shoulder. The force almost knocked me to the ground, bastard, no matter my level.

No matter how much her strength increases, she can always make me suffer at the right time. This is definitely intentional, you old drunkard.

"That's right, I overfulfilled the task." Taking a breath, I faced him with a knife in my backhand, but Kasha easily dodged it. Wait, sooner or later I will let you know why Qian Lang died on the beach.

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"Then the reward for this mission..." Looking back, I looked at the leader Akara with hopeful eyes, looking at her, and kept looking at her.

"Ahem... Wu just came back. He must be tired. Let's go and take a rest first. Don't disturb his rest. Let's talk about anything tomorrow."

Akara avoided my sight and walked away as if nothing had happened. I said that I was actually not tired at all, so let’s discuss it carefully now.

Seeing Akara turn and leave, my eyes fell on Kasha: "This... reward..., money..., experience... and equipment..."

"Ah, no, I drank too much and I'm a little drunk. Let's go back and catch up on some sleep."

Kasha, who was in high spirits just a moment ago, suddenly flushed, her steps started to wander, and she actually smelled of alcohol. She waved behind my back, and saw my dumbfounded eyes.

Zhong staggered away carrying a small wine bottle.

"That..., attribute points..., skill points..." I put my last hope on Kane and Farah.

"By the way, about the last question!" The two old men who were struggling together just now hugged their shoulders at some point, and their tone was as affectionate as long-lost brothers.

"That's right, that's the problem last time. There seems to be a slight mistake."

Soon, on the pretext of research, the two people flew away in front of my speechless eyes. Their slow footsteps actually hid a mystery, and they disappeared like a fairy stepping.

In the empty teleportation chamber, only me and the other four mages responsible for casting spells were left. I glanced at them and got four innocent looks in exchange.

"Taiyang, you guys." I pointed my middle finger towards the place where they left.

"ha--"

After walking out of the tent, I took a deep breath. Even though I had only been away for three months, I felt a long-lost feeling. The refreshing cool breeze of the grassland spread along the lungs and into every pore of my body, as if it was leaving the desert behind.

The heat and heat that had come down were all driven away. Looking around, I saw green grass, blue sky, delicious air, and gentle sunshine. It was as if I had returned to the countryside from a smoky big city. I felt that my body had come to life again.

Sure enough, only Camp Rogge is the most ideal home. I stretched out and sighed from the bottom of my heart. The sticky longing became clearer at this moment. I started to take steps forward, slowly.

, gradually speeding up, and at some point, he was already running fast.

Vilas, my little baby, how are you?

When I stopped involuntarily, the small white tent in the corner of the Mages Guild came into view clearly. Between the sky and the earth in my eyes, only that small figure was left. He bent down skillfully and took out a large basket.

The wet clothes are twisted dry, shaken vigorously, and then hung to dry on the wooden poles set up. Every movement is so pleasing to the eye. With the blue sky and green grass as the background, the clothes spread out in the wind and the girl's graceful silhouette form a perfect composition.

It was a picture that was beyond words, and my heart was immediately filled to the brim, as if just looking at it like this, I could stand contentedly until the end of the world.

With my nose twitching slightly, I silently walked forward, hugged her from behind, and held her little back tightly in my arms.

"I'm sorry for making you suffer all alone."

Her body shook violently, then relaxed, and slowly leaned into my arms, obediently letting me kiss her ears and cheeks, and rub her temples.

"Sir..." The voice whispered softly, and the slender hands dripping with water put their arms around my waist.

"Why do you say 'I'm sorry'? Compared to adults' hard work, what is it?"

"Sir, look." Vilas seemed to be muttering to herself. She pointed to a small fence next to the tent, where two cute lambs were playing.

"I raised two lambs without your consent. Don't you blame me? They were very small when I first bought them. They were completely naked and had no hair on them. Now they have grown so big. Hello.

When I look at them, I often think about giving them names together when the adults come back. Thinking like this will make me feel happy."

"And more..." She pointed to the small fence on the other side.

"Sir, you see, I have grown some vegetables, including Morolo, which you like to eat. I am thinking, if it can mature when you come back, I can eat the steamed buns and noodles that I grow and grind by myself.

Now, you see, it has just matured, isn’t that something worth being happy about?”

"Moreover, Sister Shala will come here often. These wooden fences, vegetable fields, and clothes drying racks are all built by the two of us, so even if we are alone, we will not be lonely, no..."

As she kept talking, Willas lowered her head, and hot tears ran down her cheeks, along her hair, and fell on the palm of my hand.

"But..., but it's not like this. In fact, I have been looking forward to the return of the adults, and I can't wait for a moment. Why is this happening? It wasn't like this before. It was obvious that I had been away for longer before, so why am I so anxious this time?

.I know clearly that adults are fighting for everyone, but I always selfishly think, adults, please come back quickly, don’t worry about anything, come back quickly and hold me. I... um~~"

In the midst of Willas' surprised tears, I pulled her body hard, sealed her jade lips, sealed all her words and tears, and kept greedily asking for them until I could hardly breathe.

, then he arrogantly picked her up horizontally, giving her a perfect princess hug, and then walked into the tent.

"Sir...Sir..." Vilas muttered unconsciously, staring at my face with blurred eyes.

"The clothes...the clothes haven't been dried yet." There was a feeble struggle in the arms, but on the contrary, a pair of jade arms firmly hugged my neck.

I don't know how long it took. A satisfied moan sounded. Vilas was like a puppy, her face revealing the happiness and satisfaction after the rain and dew.

"Is it cold? My little Lulu."

Vilas's nickname is Elulu, but she has become accustomed to it. Only on certain "special" occasions, she whispers her nickname from time to time. Whenever this happens, she can't help but become shy.

, that blushing look is even more addictive.

"Woo~~" Sure enough, Veras's cheeks, which were already as red as begonias after the rain, were even redder to the roots of her ears. No matter how many times she screamed, she couldn't get used to it and would blush involuntarily. This simple and shy character,
To be continued...