After Anne became Xixi's disciple, Xixi asked her to stay behind. She said that she wanted to spend more time with Anne to cultivate their relationship before teaching her step by step.
Meg knew that Xixi was a gentle and attentive lady, and now that she had become Anne's teacher, he naturally had no objections. He returned to the restaurant alone.
…
"Master, where are we going to eat now?" Amy chewed on corn on the cob as she followed beside Crassus. Her cheeks were puffed up like a silly little hamster.
"Little Amy, haven't you had enough?" Crassus was holding a small basket in his hand. It was filled with all kinds of snacks and snacks. He looked at Amy, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The little fellow had dragged him everywhere to look for good food as soon as they arrived at Rodu.
They had already eaten three streets, but she still had no intention of stopping. Her target was always the next street.
"Mm-hmm, I think I can eat three more streets." Amy nodded honestly.
"Take these and eat them on the way. We have to go to the Magus Tower now to meet some people," Crassus said with a smile as he waved the basket in his hand.
"Alright." Amy nodded reluctantly, and followed Crassus into the horse-drawn carriage.
"Master, is the Magus Tower a tower built by magic casters? How many magic casters were used when it was built? "Amy asked curiously as she chewed on the corn on the cob.
"Erm …" Crassus raised his eyebrows. Why did this question sound so strange? "The Magus Tower is the holy land in the hearts of the magic casters in the Roth Empire. It gathers the best magic casters in the Roth Empire. They study magic here and take in apprentices. This has increased the number of magic casters in the Roth Empire, and made them stronger."
"Then why aren't you there? Are you not good enough? "Amy tilted her head.
"I …" Crassus didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I was the one who built the Magus Tower. I just don't want to continue managing it now."
"Really?" Amy's eyes lit up. "I didn't expect Master to be so awesome."
"Of course, little Amy. Your master is the most famous magic caster on the Norland Continent, the God of Fire, Crassus. He founded the Magus Tower all those years ago …" Crassus suddenly realized that Amy had fallen silent. He turned around, only to discover that she was completely engrossed in searching for food in her basket. She was debating whether to eat the chicken leg or the wheat biscuit first, and wasn't listening to him at all.
"Alas." Crassus sighed in his heart. Only his disciple would not take his words seriously. After all, the number of people who wanted to be his disciple could line up from the bottom of the Magus Tower all the way to the city gates.
"Master, do I have to fight with them later?" Amy finally decided to eat the chicken leg first. She took a bite of the chicken leg and asked.
Crassus said with a smile, "The Magic Tournament won't officially begin until tomorrow morning. Amy, do you want to fight kids or adult Magic Casters?"
"It's too boring for me to fight a kid with one punch." Amy shook her head. Her eyes were sparkling as she clenched her little fists, and said, "I want to fight the older Magic Casters. I can punch them a few more times."
"Alright, then Master will arrange for you to participate in the tournament in the adult category." Crassus nodded. He knew Amy's strength very well. She could even fight in the adult category. If she went to the children's category, she would be bullying the kids.
The horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the Magus Tower.
The magic casters in front of the tower looked at the horse-drawn carriage warily. One of them even stepped forward with a magic caster's staff.
A little girl in a full set of magus robes jumped out of the carriage with a wheat biscuit in her hand.
Then, an old man with white hair and a beard came out of the carriage.
That young magic caster was stunned. Then, he exclaimed, "Master Crassus!"
The magic casters in and out of the Magus Tower all looked in their direction. When their gazes landed on Crassus, they were all pleasantly surprised. They all gathered around Crassus and bowed respectfully to him. "Master Crassus."
"Wow, so Master really has so many underlings." Amy was shocked.
Crassus nodded solemnly. He flicked his sleeves and walked into the Magus Tower with Amy. However, there was a smug smile at the corner of his mouth. These juniors are really giving me face.
"Master Crassus is still as handsome as before!"
"Yes, he's the founder of our Magus Tower, the God of Fire, the most powerful magic caster in the Roth Empire, and a legendary powerhouse that even giant dragons are afraid of."
"Is that little girl the new disciple that the old man recently accepted? She's so small and so cute. She's our little junior sister. "
"Hey, according to seniority, you have to call her little aunt-master."
"Could it be that Master Crassus brought her back this time to participate in the magic caster convention? Such a young contestant has never appeared even in the children's group. "
All the magic casters discussed softly. They were very curious about Crassus' return with his little disciple.
Along the way, all the magic casters were surprised to see Crassus, but they still bowed respectfully.
Although Crassus had retired from the Magus Tower for many years, and had previously announced that he was leaving, his influence in the Magus Tower was still indelible.
"Wow, Master, you're hanging on the wall." Amy suddenly stopped in her tracks, and pointed at the huge mural at the entrance. In the middle was Crassus, who was wearing a magus' robe and holding a magic caster's staff.
"This is called the Wall of Merit. It's not hanging on the wall," Crassus explained helplessly.
The people around them covered their mouths and chuckled. This little girl's words carried no harm. She was too cute.
"That annoying old man is here too." Amy then pointed at Richard's portrait at the side.
Everyone fell silent. Their expressions were a little strange, but they didn't dare to talk about it.
They had long heard that President Richard and Master Crassus didn't get along, but they only dared to talk about it in private. They didn't expect this little girl to point at President Richard's mural and call him "that annoying old man."
This was the current president of the Magus Tower, a 10th-tier great magic caster, and one of the most powerful magic casters in the Roth Empire.
"He is quite annoying." Crassus nodded, and continued to walk forward with Amy.
They hadn't walked far when Brent, who was rolling over like a mountain of meat, stopped in front of them. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, and smiled at Crassus. "Why are you here?"
Crassus glanced at Brent, and sneered, "I built this tower. Do I need to report to you before I come to take a look?"
"No, no, no. Of course you don't need to report to me. It's just that we didn't even get a chance to properly prepare for your arrival." Brent hurriedly shook his head, and the fat on his face rippled as he turned pale with fright.
"Heh, little Amy, let's go." Crassus chuckled indifferently, and continued onward.
"Uncle, it's time for you to lose weight. Although you won't look good even if you lose weight," Amy said to Brent with a smile before skipping after Crassus.
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