My new friend (1)

【My new friend is a person who is not easy to approach. 】

Alex found that the new wizard was different from all the wizards he had met before.

Perhaps because he doesn't like to chat much, it is difficult for Alex to pry something about himself out of him. He is very mysterious to him, so it is a more interesting process to figure out what kind of person he is from the details of his actions, expressions and words.

Alex thought back to the several great wizards he had come into contact with so far. Each of them had very obvious characteristics.

Archbishop Vito is a gentle and caring wizard. He gives Alex a feeling of being a little elder. He is a little reckless in his own life, but he is very reassuring and the most active in treatment. However, because he specializes in growth magic, he doesn't know any other magic at all.

Bishop Leonardine, a woman who seemed sharp and mean, she had a sharp tongue, but she was honest, straightforward and quick-witted. She was not stupid either, and it was very pleasant and easy to get along with her. Most importantly, she possessed the magic of time that no one else had.

No one knows where the magic to stop time came from, and it is clearly not in the spell bestowed by the goddess.

The Pope seemed to be instructed by the goddess and chose to walk out of the temple and go to the front line to treat the wounded.

The successor she chose, Archbishop Bisi, was released not long ago under the witness of Ola and Alex themselves.

They are still not sure whether she was influenced by Lucia, but during the time she was out, she continued to travel to any land that needed her to rescue the injured and sick, just like in the past.

As for the wizard Milia of Levière, although she looks young, she is actually of the same generation as Alex's great-great-grandmother. She is a sincere and grateful person, very pure, and she has devoted herself to the war.

These people are somewhat older than Alex, not to mention his original age.

Therefore, Inger Nyka was the first great wizard of his age that he met.

Although Alex didn't have much of a deep impression of him, he could tell at the first sight that this man was safe.

From the way the other soldiers treated him, it was clear that he was a man who had experienced many wars with them.

Alex just wondered why he hadn't met him earlier.

If he was such a talented wizard, he should have been famous during his time at the academy. In order to prepare for the future war, he shouldn't have missed him. Not to mention that he was Lanmore's younger brother. He was puzzled by this. Therefore, he became more curious about him.

In the Southwest War, great wizards and high-level paladins are definitely the core fighting force of the war.

Even though he spent most of his time in the rear to provide treatment, Alex felt that he should not ignore the huge role played by the military wizard doctor.

"How strange..." Perhaps I had thought about it too many times and the words came out of my mouth unconsciously.

Inger finally couldn't help but look back, frowning: "What do you mean?"

Alex blinked.

Yes, this man is a noble from a noble family, no matter his manners, clothes or appearance. But in fact, he is not very particular about etiquette. When we first met, he looked very polite, but in fact, he quickly took off the mask of politeness and sometimes looked a little rude.

If a noble had some demands in this regard, he would certainly be unhappy about this. However, after spending some time with him, he would find that he was not deliberately rude, but that he treated everyone the same way, whether they were poor or emperors, and simply regarded them as people with the same personality as him.

On the battlefield, he would emphasize subordination, but this was simply for the sake of military discipline, which is fundamentally different from some people who emphasize their own power position and act tyrannically.

Alex felt that he was very much to her liking in this regard.

But on the other hand, he was even more puzzled. So the restraint, alienation and distance that Inger showed towards him was not because of the relationship between the monarch and his subject, but because he simply did not want to have in-depth interactions with him.

As for the reason, Alex could only temporarily attribute it to the fact that Inger himself was a person who was not easy to open up and was extremely defensive.

Alex is not afraid of this. Challenging difficult problems is his strength. Instead, it arouses his competitive spirit.

It was also one of his responsibilities to build good relationships with military officers.

But sometimes, and it could be his illusion, Inger himself might not even be aware of it, but the tone he used when talking to Alex was as if they had known each other for more than a decade, like old friends, with that kind of natural casualness.

Alex caught this situation several times, but he didn't say it directly, fearing that he was overthinking it.

He had an intuition that if he talked about this contradictory phenomenon in person, it might cause embarrassment, and people might even distance themselves from him again.

Alex touched his chin and made up an excuse: "...Ah, I just noticed that your hair is a little long. Wouldn't it be inconvenient on the battlefield?"

In Quene, many nobles did have the habit of growing long hair, but when they went to the battlefield, they basically started to grow their hair short, or shave their heads, which was easier to wash. Even women were like this. Therefore, he rarely saw hair longer than the shoulders.

Inger reached out and picked up his hair. "Really? I just forgot about it. Also, the barbers in the capital are terrible. So I'll just cut some of it off."

Alex had just mentioned it casually.

Unexpectedly, his hair was really cut short the next day, and it was cut quite neatly. It was cut a lot shorter, but not so short that it could not be tied up. It could still be tied into a small bun with a ribbon.

Many people were surprised to see his new hairstyle.

Inger simply explained to Alex: "My mother doesn't like me to trim too much, so I only cut part of it."

At that moment, Alex suddenly felt that he was really obedient.

He remembered everything Alex said, no matter how big or small.

As long as it is not a major strategic or policy issue, he will basically carry out what he says.

Also, Inger's memory is actually very good.

For example, at a strategic deployment meeting, it could not only use magic to construct a three-dimensional topographic map, but also accurately point out the exact position of a certain person in a certain team.

When Alex discovered this, he also discovered another thing. Except for him, no other officers were surprised by Inger's ability. They seemed to be accustomed to it and thought it was natural.

Alex kept his surprise to himself.

Of course, the biggest change in his attitude towards the title of Great Wizard occurred during his first raid on the demons.

When formulating the strategy, when Inger proposed to launch a wide-area magic attack, Alex was very confused, but except for him, everyone else nodded in agreement. Since it would not have much impact on the subsequent strategy, Alex did not object much.

But when the war really started.

He saw countless fireballs falling from the sky, and he saw a bird made of fire flying across the battlefield, burning the demons to ashes.

He was stunned that such a grand magic was created by just one person.

He had only seen Queen Lucia use large-scale attack magic.

Other wizards, with the new spell book, can theoretically also use offensive magic, but few actually put it into practice.

For wizards trained through the combat auxiliary wizard program, it is considered good if they can use medium to large-scale offensive magic talents.

But he was able to cast this wide-area magic smoothly and sustain it throughout the entire battle.

Alex heard the sound of blood boiling in his body for the first time in a long time.

Like a little kid who saw his hero, he praised him with sparkling eyes: "Amazing! Your magic can do this! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Inger glanced at him sideways, still indifferently and without any expression.

Only then did Alex realize that the man in front of him was not just a military doctor or staff officer, but also a person actually involved in frontline combat.

Maybe that's how all those wounds on my body came about.

Maybe they are already used to this kind of battle.

He instantly began to feel awe again.

Such a person had experienced many life-and-death battles with him on the same battlefield.

However, for some reason, whenever Alex looked at him with eyes full of admiration, he would turn his head away unnaturally, and then his face would unconsciously fall, and he couldn't show it too much, which caused his facial muscles to become a little stiff.

This struck Alex as a bit amusing; it was a unique way of being shy.

The more Alex got to know him, the more he realized that he was a two-faced person who tried to pretend to be someone he wasn't.

For example, he wanted to wrap himself in a hard shell, keep people out, and treat everyone in a neutral, sometimes even cold, manner.

However, I am reluctant to refuse the kindness shown by others.

When Alex went to inspect the wounded camp, he would often see people giving him things as thanks, maybe a letter, a wild flower from the battlefield, or some inexpensive metal ornaments. He always looked very impatient, but he would keep the things well.

We pursue efficiency, but we will ensure that every injured person receives effective treatment.

But this also had a huge problem. After all, he was a wizard with not very good physical condition. The result of juggling many jobs and working so hard was that he fainted five times within a month. The fifth time, the doctor finally diagnosed him with anemia.

Alex saw it once with his own eyes, and after that he couldn't help but urge him to eat iron leaves.

Inger said it was useless, but he still made iron leaf tea to reassure him and drank it regularly.

He couldn't help laughing at the way she drank the wine obediently every time, with a frown on her face and a reluctant expression.

Alex also discovered that his friends seemed to know him.

He discovered this by accident when he saw Cheryl stop him.

“Yes!”

That's what she called him.

Alex could clearly see Inger frowning at this. His eyes glanced at him, then quickly realized something and looked away.

Then Alex also realized that he didn't want him to know that they knew each other.

【Why? 】

Alex held his shoulder. "So you two know each other? Why did Cheryl call you Ying? Is that your initials? Can I call you that?"

Then, Alex saw that his face, which was originally terribly pale, turned a cold gray. His mouth trembled and he didn't dare to look at him.

Alex: “…………”

Alex's principle of being sincere and frank in making friends, which had always worked, hit a wall here again.

It was also the first time that Alex saw the optimistic and heartless Cheryl with unspeakable sadness in her eyes.

Even though Alex was so thick-skinned, he felt a little embarrassed, but there was no reluctance in his tone. He let him go helplessly and said, "If you really don't like me doing this, you can tell me clearly, and I won't do anything rude again."

However, unexpectedly, Inger shook his head slowly.

Alex paused for a moment and asked in surprise, "Can I call you that?"

In contrast to his weak expression, Inger nodded firmly.

Alex felt an inexplicable joy in his throat and laughed silently. Then he went further and said, "So, we are friends now?"

Inger looked at him deeply, with some indescribable feeling in his eyes.

Alex ignored him and smiled brightly: "Why are you so awkward? Oh, I should have thought of it earlier. What you show is completely different from your true thoughts. In fact, we have been friends for a long time, right?"

Inger repeated a few words with his dry lips: "...Friends? Comrades?"

"Yeah! We've been fighting together for so long! Still talking about this? Of course!" Alex responded completely clueless.

Inger confirmed in a voice that sounded like he was talking to himself: "Will we fight side by side in the future?"

"That's right! Why do you say that? Neither you nor I are the kind of people who would run away from a battle."

For the first time, Alex saw a bright, gentle smile on Inger's face.

For some unknown reason, his heart was also filled with warmth.

Alex turned to Cheryl and asked, "Cheryl, can you tell me how you two met?"

He always took a calm approach to his friends' secrets. Alex thought everyone had secrets, and if she wanted to tell them, she could tell them. If she didn't want to, she could tell him clearly that she didn't want to tell them. He didn't take these things to heart at all. It was better than ending up awkwardly just now.

Cheryl bit her lower lip and glanced at Inger. When he nodded, she told Alex what they knew, omitting some key details.

She said someone gave Inger a laxative, she threw away the laxative, and Inger drank the poisoned water.

Alex captured several key points from it, such as who was the poisonous water originally for?

Cheryl just said the matter had been resolved and moved on.

Alex wanted to explore the matter further, but when he saw that Cheryl had no intention of discussing it further, he gave up.

Since they confirmed their "friend" relationship, Alex felt that he and Inger had become much closer, and he thought so unilaterally and subjectively.

At least in the meeting, the communication between the two became smoother.

Then, Alex discovered that after Inger lifted the "ban" on estrangement, he and he had an excessively good understanding of each other.

Sometimes, when Alex was talking, he would say something and Inger would be able to smoothly continue with the next sentence, exactly as he was thinking.

The two of them tend to agree on most of their positions and strategic directions, with occasional differences, mostly because they discovered loopholes that the other party had not thought of. The two people's thinking can help each other find loopholes and improve countermeasures.

Alex secretly felt that they were like old friends from the first sight.

"Sometimes I feel like we've known each other for more than ten years instead of just a month. Hahahaha."

But when he said this casually, he saw Inger's tightly pursed lips again.

The eyes looking into the distance seemed to be avoiding his inquiry, or as if carrying something heavy alone?

Alex knew that it would be difficult to immediately discover the true heart of such a person.

Alex didn't want to force it, even though they got along well, after all, they weren't that familiar with each other yet.

But since they were fighting side by side, they were all partners in life and death. After a while, there was no doubt that he would reveal his true feelings to them.

Until he heard the title "Undead Wizard".