Putting the suitcase at the door, pulling the chair opens and sitting down, Donald takes a sip of the lemonade handed over by Anthony, and breathes comfortably.

"You're moving? Royal Delorin's job is quit?"

Anthony put two plates of barbecue on both sides, looked at the two suitcases and Finger brought by Donald, and asked.

"Well, the teaching assistant work in Royal Deloring has been a transitional work from the beginning. During the rainstorm week, I fought with a... enemy, in the teaching assistant apartment. You know, it is normal to fight between aliens and destroy objects, and there are sounds. In short, my identity has been exposed now. I happened to have entered the arsenal bureau. I am now preparing to live with those team members. I will have the first mission tomorrow, so I came here to eat the meal you cooked this afternoon, and I may not have this blessing in the next few days."

Donald rubbed the soft flesh on Finger's cheek with one hand, and stuffed the barbecue into his mouth with the other hand.

"It's a good thing to join the special meter, wait..."

Anthony got up and walked into the inner room. After a while, a wooden pot was lifted out of it. When the lid was lifted, a sweet fragrance spread out.

"Wow, you still have this kind of good thing hidden, why didn't you take it out earlier?"

He shrank his nose and rubbed his hands, and Finger in his arms was shouting.

"This is my homemade fruit wine, not ordinary fruits. I made it according to the recipe. I made this pot myself. I usually don't want to drink it. It has special effects... It is very good for people to relax."

"Haha, then I have to give you a cup."

Anthony is the first friend Donald met in Demingham and the only friend so far, so there is nothing to say.

After half a pot of wine, both of them were a little drunk. Finger drank half a cup and was already in Donald's arms unconscious.

The crisis some time ago made Donald develop the habit of staying alert at all times.

This state lasts for a long time and works hard.

Now, taking advantage of this opportunity to drink, he also intends to relax his mental state, so his mind is a little erratic later.

"I tell you, the captain of my team... is a fool, hehe~ I don't care about the conflicts in the team at all, and I gave up my team members in the mission. As a result, when I went to his station, the old team members in the team had to move out. Fortunately, I was smart, and I stood up all of a sudden..."

Aside from the hard shell outside, Donald is actually a young man, and only at this time can frivolous words pop out of his mouth.

The smile on his face was very bright.

"Then your luck is not very bad? You can't do well with such a captain."

After another drink, Anthony was in a strange state today. He threw away the tableware, forked the barbecue with his frost blade, and tore it with big mouthfuls.

"Hey~ This is not necessarily the case. Think about it now. The decision to select people today is a masterpiece. You see, I chose a waste captain. The team is not very prestige. It seems that only one person listens to him and is a girl with average combat ability. The person who went in with me has now stood aside with me and waited for me to find an opportunity to bring them... No, I have to keep my heart. I am not a bad person, I can't kill people casually, I can't..."

Donald's expression was a little more struggling when he took Finger into his arms.

Half drunk and half awake, some dark thoughts in his heart involuntarily leaked out of his mouth.

This is not a bad thing. Many things will cause problems after being held in your heart for a long time. It is a kind of catharsis to vent through this wine.

As long as you can collect it, that's OK.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Anthony, who was half leaning on the table, heard the word "kill" in Donald's mouth, and his face suddenly became ferocious, and he spitted three words "kill", and then calmed down and continued,

"Friend, fortunately you are going out to do a mission... Fortunately... I don't want to be an enemy of you. You are very powerful. Whether it is combat effectiveness or brain, I can feel that you are not an ordinary person..."

This person is also a person who relieves alcohol and vents his feelings.

When Donald woke up again, it was dusk outside. The light red light of the setting sun shone on the cleaned table, reflecting a stream of light.

"Uh... the head doesn't hurt, it's very comfortable."

I thought I would have a headache and ache after getting drunk, but I didn't expect that my mind would be refreshed. Donald even felt that the bottleneck of the clock meditation method had loosened.

"How do I feel? I am easily drunk when I drink this fruit wine, but I will not have any symptoms after drinking, but it will make people feel more awake."

Anthony wiped his hands with a towel and came out of the inner room, looking at Donald "paralled" on the chair and smiled.

"Good stuff, remember to brew more next time you have time. When I left, I even made an appointment to meet someone and drink it when I come back."

Donald is also preparing to meet Goniz and ask him about energy shaping.

"The restaurant will be closed in the next period of time. I have some things to do, and I don't know when it will be completed."

He raised the sign of closure in his hand, and Anthony seemed to have something else in his smile.

"That's it, then I wish you success in advance."

He picked up Finger, put it on the suitcase next to him, and stood up to say goodbye.

After going out of the restaurant for more than ten meters, Donald always felt that he had forgotten something. He seemed to have said something while drinking, and Anthony seemed to have said something, but he couldn't remember anything.

In the end, I just thought it was a meaningless drunken word, and smiled helplessly. I turned around and saw that Anthony was hanging a sign of closing business.

After looking at the time and heading to the land area, Goniz seemed to have been free. After receiving Donald's call, he came out without saying a word.

The place where the two met was on the bridge last time, and Nancy still followed this time.

"Long time no see, the rainy week is a bit hard, hiss~ Mr. Goniz, you seem to be much older. Is it my illusion?"

As soon as he said hello, Donald's eyes stopped on Goniz's face and asked with some confusion.

This is not a joke, but a real feeling. They met before the rainstorm week, and it has been less than 10 days. However, the wrinkles on Goniz's face have become much deeper, and his figure is hunched down.

"Isn't this a normal thing? It's a blink of an eye to grow up, and aging is naturally a blink of an eye. People of my age may not be able to sleep one day."

Goniz's words made some sense. Donald nodded thoughtfully and began to talk about what he wanted to ask for a certificate this time.

"Energy shaping? Oh... This is an extremely rare talent. According to you, it is indeed very suitable for your meditation and control talent. It is normal for you to understand this talent after seeing this talent in the book."

Goniz paused, as if he was thinking about his words, and then continued,

"Energy shaping, just from the surface, is the ability to knead dough. It can change the form of energy, such as a ball of fireball. As long as your mental power is sufficient, you can turn it into a snake, a bird, or something else. But I think this is just a superficial cognition. In my opinion, energy shaping itself is the essence of wizards casting spells. We cast spells through magic circles, magic seals, chanting prayers, etc. The fundamental thing is to shape various energy into the form we want... If you have element shaping, coupled with your own control ability and the stable mental power trained by the clock meditation method, you may be able to go directly to the intermediate step, that is, to control energy directly through the innate ability, let them arrange them in the way they want, and go directly to the last step, and release the spells!"

Why did Donald have to ask Goniz to talk about the talent of this element shaping?

This is the reason. If Donald had to think about it himself, he might have thought of some of it, but it would never be so thorough, so... so... to the point of being sharp!

"I have thought many times about what level of wizards of Lord Gonniz are, and have such insightful insights into all aspects of wizards. You will not be the poets who hide in the alleys of the city and cover up their identity in order to find the legendary savior...and so, am I the savior?"

I don’t know if it was because I just drank, but Donald’s tone of speaking was much more out of his mind, and he was still in a mood to joke with Goniz.

"Haha, Mr. Grant's idea is really interesting. In fact, I have a little bit of selfishness. I work so hard to answer your questions, not just to make money. As you said just now, I am getting older and older. Wilder is a man. He can withstand the pressure of life. I believe he can live well, but Nancy is different. This child has always followed me and has a big flaw in his personality. I have found many doctors but cannot cure it. If I am gone, the most worrying thing is her..."

His eyes looked at Nancy with infinite love.

"Uh...I don't plan to get married and have children for the time being... Besides, how many times did Nancy and I meet? It's not appropriate."

Donald thought to himself that this old man would not like his handsome and handsome appearance, his bright future, and his elegant and funny conversation, and wanted to entrust Nancy to himself.

It's not possible!

"Ahem~ Mr. Grant misunderstood. I think Nancy is also a strange disciple. Maybe she will participate in the strange adjustment bureau in the future. You will also be a veteran in the strange adjustment bureau, right? I hope you can take care of it."

Goniz didn't swallow a sip of coffee and choked a few times. Nancy hurriedly reached out to pat his back, and said with a helpless smile when he recovered.

"That's of course. If I see Nancy in the Dissertation Bureau in the future, I will try my best to take care of her. If I become an investigative officer, it would be impossible to recruit her to my subordinates."

"That's great. Nancy, thank you Mr. Grant. If you enter the special bureau in the future, you must work under Mr. Grant."

"Hey~ Thank you, it should, it should..."

Donald touched his nose awkwardly, and the care was true, but after he became an investigator, he would recruit Nancy to his subordinates. In fact, he was more polite. He was still a newcomer.
Chapter completed!