Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 442: 150. Cursed Angel

Noland Lee calmly faced the Cursed Angel in front of him, and at the same time, called out in his heart:

“Denise.”

“Here, I’m reading a book in your study room. What’s up?”

Noland Lee said in his heart:

“Do you know the origin of the Aberrations? Is there any exact statement in the Ulnas Circle?”

“No. The Alchemy Cathedral has always forbidden the Elemental Judgement from researching Aberrations, so the Ulnas Circle has no clue about the origin of Aberrations. However, there are several speculations, but I think you must have heard of them. They are either the curse on the Alchemists who abused the victims of the Golden Dynasty, or the rumor that Aberrations originally slept underground and were disturbed by the Golden Dynasty. Why do you suddenly ask about this?”

Noland Lee thought for a moment and asked:

“So, does the Ulnas Circle not think that Aberrations are from extraterrestrial space pollution?”

“It’s hard to say whether it’s extraterrestrial space pollution or not.” Denise thought for a moment and said:

“Only when the Magic Research Institute established by the Wizard Advancement Association has thoroughly researched the origin of Aberrations, the truth will be revealed. But as you know, the Elemental Judgement has been restrained by the Alchemy Cathedral for so many years, and has never been able to officially start the traceability work on Aberrations.”

Noland Lee nodded secretly:

“Well, I get it. It’s nothing, Denise, I just found some materials underground and I’m sorting out the clues. You go on reading. I’ll call you when I need help. By the way, did anyone come looking for me today?”

“Yes. There was a woman named Cindy who came to visit you. She came to invite you and the Golden Merchant’s Sword to explore the Unclaimed Corridor together. I had your housekeeper politely refuse her.”

“Alright, I got it.”

“Be careful, I’ll be waiting for you to come back.”

Noland Lee cut off the soul-level induction.

He pondered for a few seconds, then picked up the pen and wrote a few lines on the blank paper.

“hello.” However, Noland Lee used different languages. From top to bottom, the languages used in

showing the

Angel in front of him seemed to be extremely

the other party put down their arm, looking timidly at the characters on the

Angel’s big eyes widened, dark and glossy, as if trying hard

found that the pen in his hand

raised his eyebrows, knowing that it was the Cursed Angel

pen flew to the front

“You..hello..”

the line was written in the

be a

write this language but not read it, so communicating with it

in the air, causing the Cursed Angel to hug

the fearful expression

Lee wrote a few more lines on the notebook and showed them

you.

his hand slipped out of

“I don’t know…”

don’t know?…Noland Lee felt

“I don’t know”

Don’t know what?

if they need

didn’t quite understand what

recalling the image of the other party hugging its head

pen and wrote another

“Are you being bullied?”

Cursed Angel did not manipulate the pen to

down towards Noland Lee, and two lines of crystal-clear tears flowed from its

full of grievances

with its palm and cried in

“Uuuu…”

Noland Lee was surprised.