The black-lacquered invitation list depicts the logo of Austin Magic Academy. A huge willow tree filled the sky with branches. Under the huge tree, there are portraits of all Austin magic tutors, and of course Mo Bei is also present.

Especially the few big words on it explain the purpose of this letter - the invitation to enrollment in the 17th year of the Magic Era.

"What does it mean!"

Mo Bei thought for a while, but he didn't understand why this invitation to enrollment flew to him.

"What a joke? I'm a magic tutor, I'm not an apprentice. I won't be foolish in admitting the wrong partner!"

Mo Bei was stunned. When he saw the invitation on it was insane, his eyes unconsciously staring at the letter.

Dear Teacher Mo Bei personally tells you:

Since the last time I parted, you saved me from danger, I am very grateful. I know that Austin Magic Academy cannot tolerate your mountain, which has caused you to let go of your responsibilities and disappear for five days.

You are from Austin Magic Academy and are the supreme glory of the academy, but as a strong man in the magic world, you shouldn't be so arrogant and unreasonable.

As a mentor, you are also a symbol of Austin Magic Academy. Your journey has damaged the majesty of the Magic Academy for more than a thousand years.

So, I will immediately recall you in the name of the President of the Austin Magic Academy.

Austin Magic Academy Office

The Seventeenth Year of the Magic Era

Most of the words were criticized. After reading it, Mo Bei knew that after he came to the Magic Academy, he kept disappearing and never asked for leave. Whether it was to solve physical illnesses or the responsibilities that should be fulfilled by magic cultivation, he was indeed not satisfied. As an academy, he would naturally suffer such situations and misunderstandings when doing this.

At this moment, Mo Bei gradually recalled the warm memories of this body that had just arrived at the Magic Academy. The memories of the two were merged together, and Mo Bei's emotions were gradually infected.

"There is still a long way to go in magic practice today. The big tree in Austin Magic Academy cannot be overturned. Alas! It's really troublesome."

Mo Bei whispered, with a certain melancholy and helpless expression on his face. He almost cut off the source of funds after leaving the academy. With his current magical physique, he still doesn't know how long it will take to return to his peak magical state.

After thinking about it, he had already made a decision.

"Bo"

He poured red wine and tasted it one by one. It was not until midnight that Mo Bei held a silver quill on the white paper on the desk and didn't know how to start writing.

On the pen holder, the white dove squinted his eyes and waited quietly, showing a determined tendency to not leave if you don’t write it.

After thinking for a long time, Mo Bei still didn't write down. Some things would be better when he said in person, but let's forget it now! Magic sealing, if you go out so late, if you are not lucky, you will be eaten without any residue.

After a long time, Mo Bei grabbed the white dove and let it fly away again.

The white dove hovered for a while before flying into the dark curtain of night.

Mo Bei was stunning for a long time, memory fragments kept flashing in his mind, and he sat on the tall chair again.

"Sleep a little longer! If there is another pigeon, I will stew it."

Mo Bei threatened fiercely, and then his eyes were filled with fatigue slowly closed.

Mo Bei slept very sweetly.

"Puff"

At this moment, a louder fanning sound fluttered out of the window.

The bird spread its wings and was about one or two meters long. Its huge wings flapping on the window glass, making a harsh sound of collision.

Mo Bei was confused and listened to him, and he knew that another dove was flying over.

"Disturbate me to rest, catch you, Fei stew you and eat meat."

Mo Bei was furious, jumped up from his chair and looked over with fierce eyes.

Then he stood there in a daze, and saw a hawk standing upright on the window, his huge legs and feet firmly grasping the window, and a yellow and shiny eyes looked over with bright eyes, swinging arrogantly.

"Damn, I said I'll stew it with a pigeon, but what happened to your grandma's eagle, just let it go? You're too much, too much." Mo Bei yelled.

"Who will it be!"

Mo Bei had a dark face and walked over to confront the goshawk. It was too huge, looking at the strong body and fierce eyes.

Mo Bei trembled and reached into the thick legs of the eagle, and trembled and took the letter back.

When I opened the letter bucket, the letter paper seemed to be torn apart from the paper overnight.

There was only one short sentence on it, but Mo Bei was shocked.

I'm in a Monaco bar!

Luo Xiu

The short sentence was sloppy, and Mo Bei's eyes were shaken.

"Puff"

The huge goshawk flashed, spread his wings, and soon flew into the night from the window.

Mo Bei was stunned. He was about to think about how to refuse, but he saw that the goshawks were not even birds and flew away proudly.

"Hey, your letter bucket is still in my hands!"

Mo Bei looked at the sky at the window sadly, shouting, feeling desperate.

The eagle flew away, Mo Bei stood there, holding the torn letter paper in his hand, motionless.

"I'm really in trouble."

Mo Bei shook his head and became depressed in an instant.

I am an otaku. Do you know what an otaku is? He is an otaku who is at home every day and does nothing, and focuses on fantasy games!

Hate, Mo Bei had a dark face, walked back to the desk table, picked up the high-sport cup and drank the red wine in the cup in one gulp, then returned to the bedroom, took off his magic robe, changed into a clean tuxedo, and tidyed his hair slightly. His pretty face was reflected in front of the smooth mirror, and his suit was very close to his body. His underwear was dressed in a tie and tie, and a refreshing and capable style appeared in front of him.

"It looks really good, but I have a little more beard."

Mo Bei shook his hand and rubbed his chin. At the age of twenty, he was not very hard, and he looked like a beard like fluff.

He picked up the razor and trimmed his small beard. After some trimming, his chin and lips became much smoother in an instant.

Mo Bei nodded with satisfaction, then put on brand new leather shoes, walked out of the residence handsomely in his eight-character steps.

"rumble"

The car started, and Mo Bei weighed the silver coins in his pocket, which looked like about twenty.

The car drove away smoothly, and the lights turned on, illuminating the far road, on the messy tree forks on both sides, birds gathered in groups, and a group of tiny figures fluttered to the tops of another ancient tree and chirping.

Monaco Bar is located in the depths of a dim town, where all kinds of humans are mingled all year round.

No matter where you are, bar culture is undoubtedly the most personal and free and unrestrained.

There are often enthusiastic love for men and women, unrestrained young people, gorgeous dancers, decadent frustrated people, and of course, rich people who spend a lot of money...

In short, the bar is hidden under the prosperity of the metropolis, hiding romance in the dim corners.
Chapter completed!