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Chapter 252 Bad Merlin 【For subscription, ask for monthly flower ticket】

"where is this place?""

Looking at the endless grasslands and lakes in front of him, Amber stood still and couldn't help muttering to himself.

And the boy who brought him in has long since disappeared without a trace.

Not caring about the boy who escaped, Amber walked on this vast lawn, feeling calm for a while.

The grass under my feet is soft and moist, and the lake in the distance is as calm as a piece of glass.

This scene made Amber linger, and before he knew it, he came to the side of the lake and slowly sat on the lawn.

"It's beautiful—"

Looking at the lake in front of him, Amber sighed sincerely.

The biggest lake he has ever seen in his life is the Black Lake in Hogwarts.

But in the black lake, there are all kinds of magical creatures, which are far less calm and leisurely than the lake in front of them.

Amber looked down at the quiet lake.

The lake is like a mirror, reflecting Amber's face.

Looking at himself in the lake, Amber realized later that he hadn't looked in the mirror properly for a long time.

The face reflected in the lake is still thin and firm.

And the black robe embroidered with eagle irises on his body also looks particularly solemn and close to the body.

Even the cowhide belt around the waist, although bare, outlines the boy's waist just right.

Um?

bare?

Amber was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched the dragon skin pocket on his waist.

The dragonskin pocket that was originally hung on the belt has long since disappeared.

In the distance, an orange light flashed by, turning the lawn next to it into a grayish-white stone.

"Ambrosius!

Amber yelled.

He quickly ran to the boy's side and found that the boy at this time was playing with his Yellow Spring Eye with a curious expression.

This terrifying alchemy item, in the boy's hand, was as supple as a kitten.

The instant death ability that came from the basilisk had no effect when facing this boy.

The orange-yellow light was constantly shining on the boy's face, but the boy didn't notice it, and continued to study the dry eyeballs in his hands.

Seeing this scene, Amber stood still, and the guess in his heart became more and more certain.

This boy, this boy named Ambrosius.

I'm afraid it is Archmage Merlin.

After guessing for sure, Amber, who has always been calm, suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

What a joke, this is Merlin.

The idol in the hearts of all wizards is known as the incarnation of magic.

The archmage who established the entire magic system with one hand.

Not to mention, he assisted King Arthur to establish the original England, which gave the wizard the concept of a country in a true sense.

Looking at Ambrosius sitting on the lawn like a curious baby, Amber coughed twice and slowly sat beside him.

"Is this your home? Ambrosius"'?"

Hearing Amber's voice suddenly ringing in his ears, the boy jumped up like a cat that was shocked and looked at Amber vigilantly.

"Why do you walk without a sound?"

Seeing the horror on the boy's face, Amber couldn't help but smile.

In the legend, the incarnation of wisdom, the dignified Archmage Merlin would have such a time.

I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Perhaps, I can take this opportunity to figure out some problems that have troubled me for a long time.

For example, the mysterious Merlin holy relic.

"Hey hey, Ambrosius, don't be so nervous, come here, sit here."

Amber smiled like a strange uncle, obviously he looked the same age as the boy, but such a scheming smile made the boy hold the dragon skin pocket and take a few steps back.

"What do you want?

The expression on the boy's face became more and more vigilant, he lowered his head subconsciously, looked at the dragon skin pocket in his hand, and quietly hid it behind him.

The act of trying to hide the truth caused Amber to burst into laughter.

Regardless of whether the person in front of him is the real Archmage Merlin, such an action is undoubtedly a bear child.

According to legend, Merlin is a half-human half-goblin who is a combination of a dream demon and a human woman.

In the long-winded myth, Merlin was born to know that he is the embodiment of magic and a symbol of wisdom.

It seems that human beings use all their own words of praise to sing and describe this Merlin Archmage.

But the boy in front of him seemed more human to Amber.

He has the curiosity and destructive power of ordinary boys, as well as the desire to explore the world.

That's good, at least, as living people communicate much better than those incarnations of wisdom.

"Hey, Ambrosius, I still don't know what your full name is?"

Watching the boy sit down beside him hesitantly, Amber smiled even wider.

Although he already had guesses in his heart, he still wanted to make a final confirmation.

If this boy is really the legendary Merlin Archmage, Amber feels that his dream is a bloody profit.

Perhaps, this is not a normal dream.

Just as Amber was thinking about it, the boy next to him got tired of playing with the Eye of Yellow Spring, and threw it into the dragon skin pocket at will, and said in a muffled voice:

""||My name is Merlin, Merlin Ambrosius.

Aha!

Amber almost jumped in excitement.

He wanted to cheer, he wanted to dance.

This person in front of him is the embodiment of magic, the idol of all wizards.

Grindelwald would kneel before him, and Voldemort would kiss his toes reverently.

The Presbyterian Church, which looked majestic and mighty, would be as quiet as a quail in front of him.

As long as Archmage Merlin reveals his name, no wizard in this world dares to raise the slightest objection.

This is Merlin's fame, this is Merlin's status!

Quiet and deeply endured (Zhao Lizhao) to hold back the desire in his heart, but the excitement on his face could not be concealed.

He resisted the urge to lure Merlin home, and his voice became more gentle and gentle.

Archmage Merlin is still a child, so how can he be angry with a child?

So, Amber reached out and touched his pocket, took out a floating lollipop that Edmund had brought, and continued:

"Merlin, can I call you that?"

Merlin nodded, his hands still fumbling in Amber's dragonskin pockets.

"Let me ask you a question, if you go to a distant place that you may never come back to in the future, how would you hide your treasure?

Amber rubbed his hands together, waiting expectantly for Merlin's answer.

However, in the next second, Merlin suddenly raised his head and stared at Amber with playful eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth full of malice.

"Hey, guess I'll tell you?"