The Magician of Clow

Chapter 612 Waking up in the early morning in Northern Europe
The effect of [Sleep Card] slowly dissipated, and the sense of urgency in my heart that I needed to do something but hadn't done it yet revived.
In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Seafe Hotel, Fangran slowly opened his eyes on a luxurious and soft big bed.
Um.?

Did Xiaohe and elder brother go out? Senior sister is not here either?

Xiaoran didn't call herself. Don't you have to go to class today?

Wait where is this.
why i. by the way i have to. i
I have to find Ling! ! !

Om-!
At the moment when the last thought was sorted out in his mind, Fangran suddenly sat up straight. He pressed his head that had just woken up, and shook it vigorously.
Then what appeared in front of me was the luxurious and elegant bedroom of the presidential suite, and the scenery outside the window.
It's morning in Norway.

Fangran pressed his forehead, his lowered eyes were a little sleepy, and he let out a breath slowly.

By the way, I am in Norway now.

Looking at the Norwegian time displayed on the clock on a chic small table cabinet, it has not been seven hours since he checked in last night, and he actually only slept for about six o'clock.

But Fangran didn't allow himself to sleep anymore.

In fact, if it wasn't for jet lag, he wouldn't have slept those six hours.

Going to the North Pole, there are still many things to prepare for yourself
With this thought in his mind, Fangran dragged his body out of bed, then was taken aback suddenly,
I found that I was still wearing the clothes I found for him before the bonfire party. I dressed up a little bit.

Looking at the scenery of Oslo, the capital of Norway outside the window, Fangran, who knew how far he was from there at the moment, fell into a trance silence, and then sighed helplessly.

Because it was the first time I went abroad, I was wary of the unfamiliar environment around me, so I just fell asleep like this?
Let go of those thoughts,
Now you don't need to worry about this kind of thing.

Pulling off his collar, throwing off his shirt and throwing it into the black box, after going through the summer vacation, his thin upper body actually has a streamlined muscular outline,
Fangran straightened his shoulders, his shoulder blades locked the muscles on his arms, he pulled the room service phone, not worried if the other party could understand, he said in a flat and low voice:
"Get me some clothes."

Then he walked into the private bathroom, warm water flowing over his body, under the wet hair, Fangran's eyes were slowly quiet and deep.

Ling's existence was exposed because she helped herself block the nightnet connections of all the participants in the capital that night.
In that woman's thinking, apart from the answer and the targeting of herself, there is also a strong aversion,
If she is the executive officer of the association, then she is disgusted, the reason why Ling left,
That is what you have to face.
It must be the Palace of Night!

"Zero riding."

Fangran muttered the name representing the top combat power of European participants in a low voice, and the only figure of 'Zero Rider' he had ever seen slowly appeared in his mind.

That elegant figure holding a Western rapier entwined with silver thorns.

Then he shook the water droplets from his hair vigorously, and took out a dark bathrobe from the cabinet.

The arrangements for Fiseld are over, and the Beihai Bingyang can set sail tonight, before reaching the Arctic Circle
I have less than two days left!

"Must be quick"

Fangran looked at himself in the mirror, which was a little different from his usual self, which made him feel a little strange, but also a little familiar.

Hunger came, and I couldn't remember the last time I ate. Even the participant's body seemed to protest. He reached for the room service phone, but stopped halfway through.

have to get used to
Fangran withdrew his hand, recalling some kind of memory that was not good in middle school when he was a child, closed his eyes, and in the flickering light, what appeared out of thin air in his hand was...
A package of compressed biscuits distributed in the army, probably discontinued.

On the simple dark green packaging with a sense of age, it seems to indicate its taste
"It's really been a long time."

It is still very crisp to the bite, and the dry texture like flour will disperse as soon as you enter it. Without modern processing to improve the taste, it removes the feeling that it is absolutely not delicious, and removes these.
Probably just an extra taste of nostalgia.

Fangran slowly chewed the compressed biscuit in his hand, and suddenly couldn't help but inexplicably laughed,

It's really strange, according to normal words, he should be staying in the campus in the capital now, if he has classes, he will be taken to class by his sister, and if there are no classes, he will stay at home and chat with his "roommate" who lives with him. Thinking about where to go when I have time,
He has no worries, and is covered by the night bureau of the state agency Ye Sheng, and is usually taken care of by his elder brother, junior or senior sister, and Xiao Ran.
But now he is alone in northern Europe.

What's even more strange is that he is now in the richest city in Europe, and he lives in the most luxurious room in the best hotel here. The badge on the collar of the coat hanging on the hanger, and the gorgeous black box are incredible. the scepter,
Give him the power of money, status, rights, and fame, so that he can eat any delicacies from mountains and seas, splendid delicacies,
But he was chewing dry compressed biscuits.

I always feel a little absurd about myself at this moment, that I have run so far away by myself,
Fangran scratched his head and sighed with a smile, and took another big bite of the compressed biscuit in his hand,

Then he threw away the bag and clapped his hands, without complaint, willingly.

Dangdang.
There was a knock on the door, and he stretched vigorously, patted his face, and encouraged himself softly, just like before.

It's very close, come on, Fangran.

Then he took a deep breath, and he spoke in the direction of the door:
"Please come in."

There was the sound of opening the door, and Li Dana's figure appeared at the door as expected. Although it was still quite early, she was already dressed neatly, and she still had the strong woman demeanor that she had at the moment Fangran saw her.

She waved her hand and let the secretaries behind her with clothing bags come in, then she looked at Fangran and nodded, saying:
"Good morning, Your Excellency, according to your figure standard, I have sent some clothes."

"Don't dress formally, give me something convenient to move about."

After drying her hair, Fangran pointed to the coat on her hanger, and said to Li Dana:
"Like this."

"Okay, I know."

Nodding to show that she understood, Li Dana took out the phone and called the person in charge, explaining the requirements, and soon someone came up with clothes that met the requirements, although in Fangran's opinion, they were more luxurious dresses that paid more attention to appearance and character.

"Also, sir, I have asked the hotel to arrange breakfast, would you like to eat in your room?"

"No, I'm not hungry."

Fangran shook his head, smiled slightly at her and answered.

"But you know"

Thinking that nearly half a day had passed since getting off the plane, Li Dana spoke in amazement, but the next second,
She looked at the black-haired young man in front of her sitting on the chair in the middle of the room, with his sideways face propped up in a trance and a calm expression, which seemed to have the faint confidence of a superior person,

My heart trembled slightly. The last time I saw a similar temperament, it was because she had the honor to participate in the Fischer European Regional Annual Meeting Ceremony, from those who were in charge of all fields.

"Okay, I understand, then please call me again if you have any orders."

In the luxurious presidential suite, Fangran was left alone again, and the decision made in his mind with the 'North Pole' as the origin was slowly being implemented.
If there is no accident, I will be able to reach the Arctic Circle tomorrow,

And the most important point.
Fangran's downcast eyes slowly became quiet, looking out at the city that was a little white due to the snowfall last night.

"What's the temperature?"

That's right, Li Dana's dissuasion is not unreasonable. Human beings going to the polar regions will inevitably bear the brunt of the
—The low temperature of the arctic.

Although the coldest area in the Arctic is not in the central Arctic Ocean that I want to go to, even so, the Arctic has already entered late autumn in September, and there are still low temperatures of tens of degrees below zero.

How to do?
Fangran leaned on the chair, looked out the window, and thought about these things by himself. He instinctively didn't have the option of wearing thick clothes that would affect his movement to keep warm.

Then I remembered what Su Qun had said to him,-
'Most of the participants had the ability to adjust their own temperature' -
I remember that at that time, I still wondered why I met Sister Yesheng for the first time, and why I was still wearing a trench coat in summer.

"ability."

A stack of cards appeared in his hand, the rectangular cards with a dark red back and a golden magic circle had various patterns on the front, but Fangran frowned slightly,
Among the 17 Clow cards that he has awakened, there is no card that can resist low temperature.

Then [Fire Card].
No.

After thinking about it for a moment, he was denied by himself. Fangran slowly shook his head, and the cards slowly disappeared from his hands in pieces of light.

My own [creation card] cannot create four elements higher than it, and even if I can, the consumption of such mana is not something I can bear.

Don't forget, Fangran, you no longer have the capital to be unscrupulous.

This time, it's you alone.

Sitting silently on the chair in the room, there were many luxurious facilities in the presidential suite, which occupied the entire floor, but Fangran didn't care about it. He sat here quietly, thinking of a solution.

It feels like it's been a long time, he didn't think about various things slowly by himself like this,
What to plan for yourself, what to undertake,
But that's okay,
The ability endowed by the night battle is still flowing in your body, it is your power, the power you can freely control and do whatever you want!
For a moment, it seems that the content of the group chat once gave inspiration,

A bold idea arises!

Fangran's eyes glowed slightly, he stretched out his hand and swiped out of thin air,
The power unique to the participants draws a light blue light that breaks through the predicament of reality, and the faint light of [Create Cards] lights up on the chest, and countless messages are intertwined,

Yewang's trading interface appeared before his vision!

　I'm so busy that I don't want to write a message for today's writer,【17】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)