Alice and Bard both interrupted the conversation and looked at the black figure wearing a cloak in the thunderstorm. Rain dripped down the corners of the man's clothes. His body stood upright in the lightning, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. He was mysterious.

And weird.

Just when Alice was guessing the identity of this person, a clear and hearty voice came from under the black cloak:

"Haha, I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength well. I've become stronger recently. Do you mind if I come in, Bud?"

The person did not walk in directly, but stood at the door leisurely waiting for the reply from the owner of the cabin, the magician Bard...as if he was not the embarrassed intruder who was soaked in the rain by the heavy rain at this moment.

Rather, he exists like a tourist.

And from the voice, it sounded like that of a boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old. The voice was very clean, so clean that it was in strong contrast with his outfit.

"You pretend to be so polite. It's raining heavily and I'm soaking outside. How can I not let you in? Has your house been demolished by you again? You really need to change your reckless habits..."

Magician Bard scolded him unceremoniously. It didn't seem like he was treating a junior. Moreover, the two of them must have been acquaintances for a long time, so they would pick out each other's faults without any scruples. There was a lot of talk.

potential.

What Alice was sure of was that Bard did not hate the arrival of this man. Alice was curious about the true identity of this uninvited guest who suddenly interrupted her. She hoped that the conversation between Alice and Bard was not leaked.

"Stop, stop, I'll save it. I originally planned to come later, but it's more convenient if it rains, so I came early."

The man in the cloak continued to speak in a clear voice. As he spoke, he stepped into the wooden house, then took off his cloak and hung it skillfully on a simple-looking wooden clothes hanger nearby.

Alice saw that the man who took off his cloak indeed looked like a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. In addition to having a clean and refreshing voice, this boy also had a pair of bright black eyes. The boy's skin color

She is extremely fair and transparent, her eyelashes are black and long, and her lips are light pink with some lack of blood.

Similarly, boys' attention was also attracted by this strange little girl. It is no exaggeration to say that wherever Alice is, she can always become the focus of everyone's attention.

At this time, Hei Tong's eyes fell on the girl with beautiful amber eyes, and he was amazed by her beautiful face, which was as beautiful as God's beloved. He had only seen such charm in this girl, and it was unique.

So special.

"...Are you Alice?"

The magical boy was wearing a white shirt and took out a slender silver wand from his cuff. He turned his head to look at Alice and asked in a clean voice. Although he asked this question... it was obvious from his tone that he had roughly confirmed that Alice was the one in front of him.

This beautiful little girl.

"...Don't look like a pervert. You're still looking like that even though you're a lot older. You're not afraid of little Alice laughing at you. Really!"

Bud interrupted when Alice nodded, with the tone of an old father protecting his daughter, as if he was afraid that Alice would be abducted by the guy who was his best friend.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, Alice. My name is Blake. I am 94 years old. I don't like the sun. I am a friend of Lao De. Nice to meet you."

The young magician introduced himself in a clear voice, and then chanted a spell to release the magic power, turning the wet clothes into a dry and warm state. Blake nodded slightly with satisfaction, walked to the table, and sat on the four-corner table.

An empty seat between Alice and Bud.

"Me too. Black...Grandpa?"

Alice's tone was a little uncertain. In fact, Alice had never thought that the clean and beautiful boy in front of her was actually 94 years old. This is really amazing. Apart from his pale face, he looked different from those teenagers.

The appearance is no different.

That's why calling him grandpa felt a little awkward. But out of respect, Alice still called him that.

"Pfft! Cough cough cough..."

As soon as Blake poured himself a cup of magic black coffee, he was shocked by the name Alice. After a violent cough, he finally calmed down.

"Don't call me grandpa...it feels awkward to call me that. The famous magic writer Madara once said: Physical aging does not mean spiritual decline. So just treat me as an older boy.

Okay, you and I will be comfortable this way."

Blake swept his cheek with his index finger and said to Alice awkwardly.

Over the years, he has been traveling around outside the academy, and the people he met didn't know Blake's true age. After being hypnotized into a "young man" by himself, Blake was no longer used to being called "grandpa" by older magicians.

"You're such a wild monkey, you've gotten used to being wild outside. Why did you come to me today? Did you get into some trouble again and asked me to wipe your ass?"

Bud didn't listen to Blake's sweet words, pretending to be young even though he was old, and talking about great things about writers. Bud didn't care about that.

Getting into trouble is this old friend's specialty.

Blake loved taking risks when he was young. At that time, Credo was a famous leather student. Not only did he break into various forbidden areas, but he also made trouble everywhere. He was chased by more than a hundred demon-control dogs for most of Credo.

A lot, and even got under the skirt of the dean.

He released the Sandman from the Forbidden Book, causing half of the school's students to fall asleep in class. The last Potions class was bombed and the entire experimental building was crumbling. He also went to explore a supernatural location and released a group of terrifying ghosts that scared his classmates to the point of peeing their pants...

All in all, even though this guy has grown so big and is still young, he still has an ageless childlike heart... Pi.

Very skinny.

As an old friend, Bud was not only surprised by Blake's arrival, but also more worried and sad.

"These words are indecent, indecent. It is a shameful act to reveal someone's fault. I advise you to be kind, Bud. Put down your words and turn around."

Blake shook his head and knocked on the wooden table again, as if to imply something. Of course, Alice didn't know.

But Bud's face turned green. Thinking of this guy's virtue of burning down the house if he didn't agree with him, he immediately swallowed the words he was about to say. Then he thought about it again, and he immediately came up with a plan.

"Little Alice, if we talk about the level of understanding of magic spells, your Uncle De's ability is not that high, but the one who comes now has a wide range of knowledge about all aspects of magic spells, from ordinary to weird to weird.

, but it may be able to help you find out one or two clues."

What Blake fears most is trouble. If it were anyone else, he would simply turn around and leave. But when the person in need of help is Alice, the situation is completely different.
Chapter completed!