"Don't we have Abel here?" Carlos pointed at Abel, no longer looking worried.
"What do you want me to do?" Abel asked.
"Don't you have a portal bag? Help us bring these corpses back, "Carlos said, pointing at the corpses on the ground.
"Abel, don't listen to him. You can't waste the portal bag like that!" Camille objected.
"It's okay, Camille. I have another portal bag," Abel said with a smile.
"There's another one. Where did you get so many portal bags?" Carlos asked, jumping up and grabbing Abel's arm.
"These are the spoils of war from the battle with the teacher. I only have one, and the teacher seems to have obtained two portal bags." Abel emphasized the two portal bags, which made Carlos's eyes widen all of a sudden.
Abel took out the portal finger bone and put the seven corpses on the ground in it. Camille stretched out her hand curiously, and Abel tactfully placed the portal finger bone in her hand.
"This thing is disgusting!" Although Camille said that, she was still admiring the Space Phalanx over and over again.
"Camille, what do you think teacher likes the most?" Carlos suddenly asked.
"What did you say?" Camille didn't understand for a moment.
"What does teacher like the most?" Carlos asked again with a serious expression.
"How would I know? Teacher has been holding red wine in his hand every day. It seems like he likes red wine," Camille said with uncertainty. Then she asked, "Why are you asking this?"
"No … Nothing!" Carlos said unnaturally.
"Oh, I understand. You are thinking about teacher's two portal bags," Camille said. She saw Carlos's expression. After living together for so many years, how could she not know what Carlos was thinking?
"No, I'm not!" Carlos quibbled. Then he said, "Where do you think I should go to buy the best red wine?"
"Judging from the brand, teacher's red wine is from Cotter Winery. You can go buy some," Camille suggested after thinking for a moment.
"Camille, you are so careful. I will go to Cotter Winery to buy some good red wine when we go back," Carlos said excitedly.
"Cough cough!" Abel coughed and said embarrassedly, "The Cote Winery you're talking about is under my name."
"Oh! You're too rich. I know that the red wine produced by the Cote Vineyard is in short supply. I won't spend any money. Just give me two bottles. "Carlos stared at Abel.
Camille covered her face with her hands. She couldn't look at Carlos in the eye anymore.
"Alright, these two bottles of red wine are for you." Abel took out two bottles of red wine for his own use and handed them to Carlos.
Carlos took the two bottles of red wine and held them in his arms as if he was holding a space bag.
"Let's go back!" Camille didn't even look at Carlos as she turned to Abel.
On the way back, Abel and Camille exchanged their thoughts on sculpting. Black Wind also retracted its pressure and walked side by side with Camille's horse. Carlos followed behind on his horse. No one knew what he was thinking.
Whether it was Camille's horse or Abel's Black Wind, they all knew the way home. Although it was already dark, Abel didn't plan to stay outside for the night. Instead, he continued to rush back to the magic tower.
It was already midnight when they arrived at the magic tower. The sky was completely dark. Abel got off his horse in front of the magic tower. He couldn't help but feel a little strange when he heard Black Wind's unhappy whining. He connected with Black Wind through the Soul Chain. He wanted to know what Black Wind was complaining about.
"Wine, wine," Black Wind kept mumbling.
Abel looked back. Under the light of the magic tower, he saw Carlos holding two empty bottles of wine. He was already swaying. Luckily, he didn't fall off his horse.
"Carlos, why did you drink the wine I gave to our teacher? How are you going to trick him into giving you a space bag now?" Camille asked with a smile.
"What space bag? Red wine is good, red wine is good!" Carlos said with a silly smile as he raised the bottle in his hand.
"Oh no, teacher will definitely see this. Carlos is going to have a hard time tomorrow." Although Camille said that, her face was full of smiles.
Abel walked up and carried Carlos down from his horse. He took the two empty bottles from Carlos and threw them on the ground. He then held Carlos with one arm and said to Camille, "I'll take him back to his room first. You should rest too."
On the third floor, Abel knocked on the door. Carlos's apprentice, Peggy, opened the door. When she saw the drunk Carlos, she couldn't help but cry out, "Sir, what happened?"
"Nothing, he just drank too much. It's fine to drink too much wine. Let him sleep for a while." Abel said as he handed Carlos over to Peggy.
Abel was very confident in his red wine. Although Carlos drank too much, it definitely wouldn't hurt his body. So he told Peggy to take care of him and went back to his room.
Abel didn't dare to enter Rogge's camp here. He would waste another night, but meditation was a must.
The next morning, when Abel and Finkle walked to the first floor, they heard Carlos's loud voice.
"Haha, I advanced, I advanced!" Carlos's crazy laughter and loud yelling were very ear-piercing in the quiet magic tower.
Camille was sitting far away at the other side of the table, concentrating on her breakfast.
"Abel, Finkle, I advanced." Carlos saw Abel and Camille, so he quickly ran up and opened his arms to hug them.
Abel turned his body and easily avoided Carlos' hug, but Finkle couldn't escape and was hugged by Carlos.
"Come, come, listen to my experience of advancing. It will be good for you." Carlos passionately pulled Finkle to his seat and began to talk about how to advance and how to advance quickly.
"How did Carlos advance in just one night?" Abel asked Camille softly.
"When he woke up this morning, he was yelling that he drank too much yesterday. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he realized his mana was full, so he didn't go back to sleep. He spent the whole night drawing the rank 4 novice wizard pattern." Camille was a little confused as she explained.
Abel didn't find it strange that Carlos could draw the rank 4 novice wizard pattern in just one night. He guessed that Carlos had started studying the pattern when he just advanced to rank 3, so he could easily draw it after such a long time. He just remembered that Carlos said he still needed a few more months to advance. How could he advance so quickly?
Suddenly, a shadow flashed, and Wizard Moreton appeared on the first floor. The few of them quickly stood up and bowed.
"You guys go back to your rooms." Said Wizard Moreton as he pointed at the few wizard apprentices.
After the few wizard apprentices left, Wizard Moreton said to Abel with a serious face, "I told you not to give away your red wine. How could you forget?"
"Yes, it's my fault, teacher." Abel lowered his head and apologized.
"Teacher, that, that." Carlos stood up and didn't know what to say.
"Carlos, speak properly. Don't be so hesitant." Wizard Moreton scolded.
"Yes, teacher. Abel didn't give the red wine to others. Abel asked me to give it to you. On the way here, I kept thinking about what kind of red wine teacher would like, so I secretly opened a bottle and tasted it. The taste was so good that I couldn't help but drink it all." Carlos said everything that happened yesterday in one breath. He didn't want Abel to be scolded by his teacher because of him.
"Do you think your talent is so good that you can level up a few months earlier?" Said Wizard Moreton coldly as he stared at Carlos.
"Hehe!" Carlos smiled embarrassedly as he touched his head.
"The two bottles of red wine Abel gave you are his secret red wine. It has the effect of nourishing your body. You drank too much yesterday, and your body was unconsciously meditating. The red wine nourished your body by channeling all the mana that you couldn't use into your meditation channel. If I didn't help you in time, you would have died because of the mana explosion." Wizard Moreton scolded Carlos.
Carlos's face suddenly turned pale. He quickly stood up and bowed to Wizard Moreton, "Thank you for saving my life, teacher!"
"You guys are not allowed to mention Abel's red wine in the future. The effect of his red wine is very important to a wizard's body, even for an advanced wizard." Wizard Moreton said as he looked at the three of them.
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