"Wow, brother, you are here to see me!" As soon as Locke knocked on the door, before he could see clearly what was inside, a figure rushed over.

Christine, like a sloth, sat around Rock's waist and said nothing.

Seeing this, Locke patted Christine's head in a doting way.

"Where is your room?" The clingy girl hung around her waist and turned around and asked Angelina awkwardly.

Angelina's usual little temperament only plays when she is alone with Locke. When there are outsiders or other women, she always takes on a generous appearance, which is not only beneficial to taking care of Locke's face, but also to highlight her first lady's status.

This action is effective. At least Grace and Xia Xi never had any resistance. Instead, they subconsciously thought that Angelina was the right wife.

The reason is that they are older than Locke, with a bad family, and a noble daughter in exile, and an ordinary civilian family. They are much worse than Princess Angelina Fostertan's halo.

Angelina did not answer Locke's words, but went to another door near Leah's room, chanted a spell silently, and opened the door.

Okay, it turns out that a few women live together, and they are all neighbors.

This situation is what Locke wants to see most, who doesn’t want to be harmonious in his harem?

That night, Rock spent a comfortable night. Angelina was with her in the first half of the night, and Grace and Xia Xi were there at night. After lying down on her sister Leah for only two minutes in the second half of the night, Christine, the girl, sneaked over and got into Leah's bed and couldn't come out.

"I won't drive you away, so what?" Seeing Christine so stubbornly, Locke smiled bitterly.

It’s not a fault for being stubborn. When Locke fought with Grace a few hours ago, Grace didn’t agree to serve Locke with Christine, and her face was still worth it.

Grace disagreed, there was nothing she could do, so Christine had to go back to her room to sleep honestly.

This girl may have both practiced fighting spirit and magic, and she always feels rebellious in her personality. She always wants to try what it feels like to be ridiculous with her aunt to accompany Locke. This makes Grace, who has been well educated and once had the status of a countess, agrees.

Of course Christine would not be driven away, and Locke spoiled her, so Leah suffered.

Because it is Locke's sister, Leah has a special status in this family, and Angelina usually has no temper towards Leah. Speaking of which, among Locke's women, Angelina and Leah are the best relationship.

After Christine broke in in the second half of the night, Leah was weak and did not continue to linger with Locke. She found the quilt again, curled up in a corner of the bed, and quietly looked at the battle between Locke and Kriste.

The knight's physique is stronger than that of ordinary people. The battle scale of the two is so large and the intensity of the battle. Seeing Leah's calves weak, it was only today that she realized how powerful her younger brother's combat power is.

A beautiful night can always give people endless aftertaste. This guy Locke is like this. After dawn, several women got up one after another, but this guy was still stuck in the bed and refused to get up.

"Locke, we're going to class. There's a breakfast I'll leave for you in the kitchen." Lea said blushing outside the door. Locke's condition was extremely indecent at this time, and little Locke was exposed outside the quilt.

"Oh, I got it." Locke nodded and replied.

After several girls left, they noticed that Christine was still hugging her and she didn't move. Locke slapped Christine's little butt and asked, "Why don't you go to class?"

The sound was quite loud, but in fact, the filming of Rock did not hurt at all, but it also had a sense of tune and affection.

Christine said with a whisper, "There is no meaning in class at all. Why not be as interesting as you teach me how to fight."

After saying that, Christine also introduced Locke to what she usually teaches.

"Uh, that's really boring." Locke nodded in agreement after hearing this. He really couldn't understand. An anatomy class had to be carried out all day, and he also had to use a crystal ball to record the information on the limbs and organs of the organs of the organs of the dissection of organisms.

This is nothing but, what is even more unacceptable is that an equal formula in energy application requires the magician to spend two board spaces to introduce. The apprentices below must understand and digest this knowledge in class after the tutor finishes his class.

Not to mention the energy-based formula, just learning a language and writing is enough for Locke to work. Many advanced magic knowledge books have never been exposed to using words and symbols.

Some were passed from the Wizard Continent, and some were even more exaggerated by those powerful and knowledgeable second- and third-level magicians who studied and created themselves.

Although it seems that Christine is a little unemployed, she doesn't go to accompany Locke today. In fact, she has mastered at least six languages, which are all the effects of studying in the Holy Tower this year.

The Santa Tower is indeed a cradle for cultivating magicians. If you really want to take Christine away from the Santa Tower, her magician level will be at least three times slower than when you are outside.

"Since you don't go to class today, I'll practice fighting spirit with you, and by the way, I'll visit the magician Ashar with me later." Locke said.

"Okay." Christine hugged Locke's neck, felt Locke's not too stubborn, and said indifferently.

This girl's magician level has reached a state where only one layer of window paper is left before the advanced apprentice. Otherwise, last night, she would not have broken the restriction set by Lea outside the room door and sneaked in.

The level of fighting spirit is not low. It seems that Christine has not pulled down her fighting spirit practice this year.

"This is for you." Locke handed over a top-quality blood semen to Christine.

He has two of these things, one for Raffi and the other for Christine. Locke has always been very concerned about his women.

In the afternoon, Locke visited the Sorcerer.

The Holy Tower is 122nd floor. If it weren't for a temporary ID card, Locke would not be able to get close to it. The Holy Tower is 100 floors and above are powerful magicians living at level 2 or above.

The second-level magician can occupy a single living space in the holy tower. The 122nd floors are all the territory of the Ashar Magician, with more than ten rooms, three alchemy rooms, two elemental pools, a cultivation room, and a plantation

With the countless supporting experimental equipment and magic materials, good guys, this is several times more luxurious than Master Kaira's.

The Holy Tower needs to ensure its ability to attract high-level magicians. These things are nothing more than to tie up a second-level magician and pull her into her own chariot.

This is the case with the second-level magician. I believe that the holy tower is more attractive to the third-level magician. I wonder what the cost of the holy tower master spent to win over the third-levels in the Western three islands.

Magicians.

Several dark-attribute magic plants, a broken black warrior corpse, dozens of dark-attribute energy crystals collected by Locke, and some secular gold and silver jewelry. These are all the gifts Locke brought to the magician Ashar.

"Huh? This thing is good, where did it come from?" After being promoted to level 2 magician, the magician Ashar gave Locke a feeling like a ball of invisible black mist, which is one of the effects of the elementalization of the body.

"It is the trophy to kill an East Coast Death Knives Necromancer." Locke replied honestly.

Hearing that the magician Ashar swung away the dark elements around him, revealing his true face, and still looked cold and beautiful.

The gorgeous black robe cannot cover up the white skin and beautiful face of the magician Ashar.

Locke should not look at him impolitely and dare not look at him casually. He knew the temper of this moody magician.

The wreckage of the black warrior indeed aroused great interest from the magician Ashar. He didn't care that Lock was still at her house, so he waved his finger and controlled the wreckage of the black warrior to fly to her laboratory. It seemed that he wanted to start researching it immediately.

Seeing this, Locke signaled to Christine, asking her to go back by herself first, then get up and follow the magician Ashal into the laboratory.

Compared with the laboratory many years ago, the laboratory has changed a lot, but the tacit understanding between the two has not changed much.

Locke was familiar with helping the Ashar magician put the wreckage of the black warrior on the experimental table. The Ashar magician picked up a depth microscope and said to Locke in accustomed to it, "Digest a hole in its head, and don't damage the brain inside."

"Okay." Locke nodded and poured his fighting energy into his fingertips, carefully cutting it directly above the black warrior's brain.

This operation that damages the brain's epidermis without hurting the inner part is very fine. Fortunately, Locke has been promoted to a first-level knight, otherwise he would not have helped the magician Ashar to such an extent.

During the experiment, Locke even used a little sword energy fingering technique.

Two hours later.

After such a long period of high-precision experiments, a little sweat oozed out of the tip of Locke's nose. His body muscles were not tired, and mental fatigue was the main thing. Locke deeply realized that it was easy for you to cut off a person's head, but how tiring it is to study this head.

Especially when you meet the magician Ashar again, this kind of person who is rigorous in doing things and is more serious about truth knowledge.

After such a long experiment, Magician Ashar was calm and did not look strange.

"The control of the soul is not up to standard, and the puppet control efficiency reaches 11.3 at best. While the death element strengthens the power of this body, it also corrupts the vitality structure of the brain." The magician Ashar commented bluntly, "This is a failed puppet!"

Hearing the comment of Ashar's magician, Locke nodded and said, "The necromancer said before the battle that this is a semi-finished product."

"Hmph, semi-finished product? In my eyes, it is just a toy that has been made into pieces, and such good materials have been wasted." The magician Ashal sneered.

The scale of this chapter is quite large. Xiaodou was warned twice by the editor before. If he was shot to death at this level, he would really not write these plots in the future. Even if he wrote them, he would write them in the group when he was building a book friend group in the future.

So pray, don't be 404 this time.

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