There were some parts of yesterday's chapter that really didn't work, so I revised it again. I hope everyone can read it again...
Edward was stunned for a moment. He smiled with some relief, but the next moment, he was stunned again.
The reason why he was in a daze was because he noticed that everyone around him was surrounded by beauty in an instant, but he was the only one who did not.
But when his thoughts turned around, he felt that this was not strange. In fact, he had not changed clothes or bathed for two or three days. If he had not learned the 0-level spell called Magic Trick before, he could use it to tidy up the appearance of his clothes.
, and everyone is wearing similar robes, so probably no one will be willing to sit next to him now.
And the final pause was because his guess was not so correct - when all the girls had found their places, another slim shadow came belatedly, and she curled up from the shadow of the lady.
Walking out, the only pause was to walk towards Edward's seat. Under the soft blond hair, the delicate facial features and skin as white as porcelain formed a face like a work of art. When he smiled, the green look in his watery eyes
Astringency and shyness can simply seduce the desire deep in the heart of any male.
"I'm just giving these little kids a little advice, Mrs. Velenza."
The scene that happened in front of him made the provocative young noble frown and nodded calmly, but there was deep doubt in his eyes - as a frequent visitor, he knew that although the beautiful woman in front of him was the owner of this place, she usually did not know how to do it.
Appearing in this lobby easily. Could it be that among the group of little guys wearing apprentice badges in front of them, there are some big shots with profound backgrounds that even with their own family background, they cannot easily deal with them?
It must be so. Otherwise, why would this lady come here with such a large number of flowers? But what kind of aristocratic family would make this shop owner pay so much attention to it?
"That's great. We are all young people. We must have a lot of topics in common with each other, Master Clarin. But before that, we need to make some compensation for the rudeness to our guests."
The woman who was honored as Madam smiled. Then she turned to the apprentices: "It seems that the servants have not arranged your positions well, so if you don't give up, Sir Vincent, please move with all the preparatory mages.
, we have prepared some water and wine, I hope you don’t mind the problems caused by our little negligence or affecting your mood.”
What kind of differential treatment is this?
Edward was completely stunned at this moment. He originally thought it was just because of the family background of someone among the apprentices, but this woman called out his name, and it seemed that all the face was attributed to him.
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This was a puzzling surprise, no, it was a surprise. Could it be that he had mistakenly recognized the person? But...could there be a handsome guy named Vincent who looked exactly like him?
"Oh my God... Sir Edward, you, no, you are really surprised, you are already familiar with this place?"
Amidst the laughter of all the girls, they walked into a single room on the second floor of Lucky Rabbit's Foot. The little kid who claimed to know all about this had already started shouting in a fuss, with a look of horror and admiration on his face: "Even Jas
Uncle, the owner of the golden pelican also wants to give Madam some face here, but you can actually let Madam Velenza come, and you can also get free shopping at Lucky Rabbit's Foot... This, I feel sorry for my abrupt move just now.
I apologize to you, and I hope you don’t find it strange.”
In fact, it wasn't just him. Edward had already become the center of attention of all the apprentices. Several young ones stared at him with stars twinkling in their eyes, and they looked like they were about to kneel down and worship.
So his head was full of questions? Edward twitched his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything, so he could only feel depressed - could he tell this kid that today was just the first time he stepped into the door of this hotel, and met that beautiful mature woman?
Is this the first time we meet?
Even if you say it, no one will believe it.
That delicate porcelain-like face and watery eyes are enough to make the drunkenness rise again, and the action of holding arms affectionately seems to have inadvertently brushed against the soft and wonderful touch of those two groups, and in the mind
The miscellaneous doubts mixed together, leaving him in a daze. Although this daze only lasted for a few breaths, it was obviously still a long time. When he wanted to ask the other party in detail, he found that the beautiful
The lady's figure has disappeared into the corridor at the end of the stairs.
The following night was a bit lackluster, and the reopened banquet did not add much excitement.
Although there are more than a dozen beautiful flowers around, there is actually nothing interesting happening... After all, those brats are actually half drunk, and even if they are sober, they may not be able to really
What can those innocent and lovely sisters really do? On the contrary, these elven-like ladies are obviously veterans here. In less than an hourglass, dozens of glasses of juice will kill everyone except Edward and William.
The apprentice fell asleep - inside this bright and sweet-looking juice, there was a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc that was far more mellow than those aged wines. This special wine pulp of the land of ice and snow has been concentrated by a secret method, even if
It was blended with several times the amount of juice and ice cubes, which was enough to make these brats drunk and unaware of their affairs.
"Madam just told us that we want everyone to have fun. As for other things, we don't know much about it."
Mrs. Velenza never appeared again. Although Edward wanted to ask other people for the reason, more than a dozen female voices agreed, and he could not barge into the building to find the person involved, so he finally
I couldn't get an accurate answer. I could only let the excitement and relaxation of the night pass by like this...
After he piled the little devils into several carriages and sent them back to their respective mansions, he looked back at the small building and finally gave up the idea of finding out.
"...to the Magic Academy."
Even the night wind during the melting snow season, in a city like Romandy, has completely lost the cold chill. It only feels a little cool when it blows on the face, but it cannot relieve the dryness caused by alcohol. Edward shook his head.
Shaking his head, he realized that he couldn't think of where he should go, so he simply chose the most familiar place.
The carriage was just a hired carriage he hired casually. It was not luxurious or high-end. Even if he walked on a flat stone road, he would still be bumpy. Fortunately, the cushions on the seats were quite thick. They were wide at the front and back, but very narrow on the sides. Sitting on it, it was very comfortable.
It will move with the slight bumps, so the bumps become less easy to feel. People who are sober may not mind this feeling, but for Edward, who is gradually taking effect from the alcohol, it increases the feeling of drowsiness in his head.
, although he wanted to recall the weird things he experienced today, but he couldn't concentrate, so he simply leaned back and squinted his eyes. He allowed his mind to wander and wander.
What is the origin of that woman?
Coming to this unfamiliar place, the number of people who have had contact with him is very limited, and there are even fewer people who have some contact with him with this kind of power in the world... But since the other party can tell his name, then it should not be
I got the wrong person, that person is probably someone related to those half-elves? I just wonder why she seems so silent? How can I have such a big influence in their organization? And, what exactly are they?
How did you know you were here? This must have been a temporary thing, right?
Could it be that he was being monitored by something again? So could it be the elf mage? Edward rubbed his forehead, but soon remembered that there are other ways to identify specific people in this world. If the person behind the little girl
The forces deliberately want to make friends with him, so this is not difficult to understand.
Hmm... It seems that my senses are really dull. Otherwise, it was such a short journey here, but why did it take so long to go back?
"...!"
The shaking of the carriage gradually stopped as the horses neighed... Edward opened his eyes suddenly!
The dizziness caused by alcohol in his mind was forcibly suppressed in an instant, allowing him to more clearly perceive the changes in his surroundings... It was not substantial, but it caused an extremely heavy disturbance!
That was the change of the magic network, and it was astonishing! Edward opened his eyes, and a layer of bright green light was already fanning in his field of vision... That light seeped out from the walls of the carriage. It filled the entire space in an instant!
Spell invalid barrier!
Almost as soon as this word flashed through his mind, he had already leaned down, rolled, and pressed against the wall under the seat. At this time, there were several soft shuddering sounds in his ears! The sound was very thin,
It was like the friction of two wooden boards, but what followed the sound was four black shadows - passing through the thin wooden boards of the carriage, criss-crossing, and falling continuously! If Edward was still sitting there,
Then his chest would be pierced with at least two holes, and his head would more likely be divided into three or four parts!
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When the next sound rang out, a wall of the carriage had been completely cut open, revealing three ferocious faces behind it. The small arm crossbow buzzed, and several arrows were nailed into various corners of the carriage.
!
But the next moment, the faces of the attackers who emerged from the hole all changed - on the wall of the carriage box facing them, a big hole had appeared at some point. It was not wide, but it was enough.
Let a person pass through, and the flat incision looks like a big mouth, silently mocking, and their intentions are in vain.
"Damn it, he ran away!"
A man in a gray short coat and a shop assistant jumped out of the carriage, reached out and pulled out two daggers, and ran towards the back of the carriage. However, as soon as he stepped out of the shadow of the carriage, a sharp blade made a short sound, making
His pupils shrank sharply!
Puff! In just one breath, both of his thighs felt cold, and a numbing sting immediately burst out. Although he bravely waved the dagger and prepared to fight back, he still felt pain and weakness in his thighs.
, but made him fall to his knees with a bang!
Then the next moment, the two wounds on his legs spurted out blood like springs, making him scream loudly.
Edward's dagger is not an ordinary thing in this world, but a copycat of a three-edged military thorn. This weapon specially designed for killing will not get stuck when it penetrates the human body. The blood groove on the spine of the thorn,
A small wound can turn into a serious injury that bleeds profusely. Even a slight stab can cause excessive blood loss, especially since the thighs are already rich in blood vessels. The bloody scene alone is enough to make people lose their minds.
Heart-warming.
The screams cut through the silence of the night, and also led to more shadows in the darkness - three figures rushed out from the shadow of the trees on the roadside, briefly met the other two people on the carriage, and then fan-shaped towards the man who had just been
The standing figure pounced!
"Don't let him cast another spell!"
A guy reminded in a low voice, but the next moment, his eyes widened - the figure under the gray robe stretched out a hand to them, and then the next moment, countless silver-white lights lit up on the ground.
, gushing out and overflowing like spring water!
The rays of light are scattered into pure white spots, which looks extremely beautiful at first glance.
But then, all five people screamed at the same time. The white light in their eyes was so strong that they couldn't see. The severe pain was as terrifying as having their eyeballs gouged out!
Edward's eyebrows raised, and a hint of joy flashed through his heart.
This is psionic grease, an ability he just learned from that book - this psionic power has an arcane spell with the same name, but in comparison, the psychic grease is extracted from the astral world with psychic power.
It is made of ectoplasm oil. It can not only make objects in the area slippery and make creatures unstable, but also has the effect of making them dizzy with light, so it is also called ectoplasm brilliance.
Only one of the five killers survived. But he also couldn't stop crying!
At this moment, all the killers have cursed countless times in their hearts...
Magicians are not good at fighting and are suitable for showing their abilities from a long distance. To a certain extent, they are just ordinary people. As long as you can get close to them and use a surprise attack to prevent the other party from having time to recite the spell, then at best you should pay attention.
There are only one or two force field walls - even for those low-level mages, if they are covered by a spell-invalid barrier, there is no need to consider any magic at all, they will be like women who have stripped naked.
, at the mercy of others...
That's how it should be.
However, this so-called experience obviously has no effect on this young man dressed as a mage - not only did he avoid the assassination that he was sure to do across the carriage as if he had foresight, but what was even more incredible was that he actually managed to avoid the assassination attempt after the spell was ineffective.
A spell was released in the world - the spell invalidation barrier is said to be able to restrain all spells below the fourth level, which means that it should be a spell with a level above it. And he immediately made four people roll and crawl.
There was no incantation at all.
Could it be that this seemingly inconspicuous kid is actually a genius who has obtained the qualification of a high-level mage? Is that bastard who provided the job crazy, letting a few of them deal with a real high-level mage? Those guys
He's not a human, he's a monster!
But whether it's cursing or resentment, now is not the time...
I must run away... I wailed in my heart, and the only guy who could barely see anything turned around without hesitation and ran towards the predetermined route!
It's a pity that as a killer, he doesn't know how strange the power of the enchantment system and telepaths are.
It was a force that was as subtle and silent as a needle. But just like a thin needle piercing the heart, the damage to the human body was no less than a giant ax hitting the back.
The escaped killer let out a high-pitched scream, like a wail before death. In an instant, he suppressed the same howling sounds of his four companions!
The power of mind stabbing is not just as simple as affecting the mind - in fact, it is simply using psychic energy to stir up the brain, just like inserting hands into the brain and kneading it. It is not only painful, but also damaging.
Even though he didn't lose consciousness, his steps were as frivolous as if he was drunk. Then, a hard object hooked his chin heavily, and he fell to the ground neatly...
"Hey, before killing people, why don't you step on the plate?"
He randomly punched a few guys who were struggling with their eyes closed, and then used the dagger to poke a few times at the ankles. Edward's eyes swept over the guy dressed as a coachman - he was already the only conscious one among these people.
One of them picked up the three-edged dagger in his hand, and Edward broke open the simple cloth on his shoulders and chest, and then sneered: "It turns out that he is a professional who does wet work? Which classmate?"
The killer dressed as a coachman had his eyes closed tightly, but his body couldn't help but twitch.
The job of a killer is called wet work, and the killer's guild is called a hall. It is a relatively professional term in this industry. When using this term, the first sentence of the mouth does not ask the person in charge.
The person, even if he is not a colleague of this, is at least very knowledgeable about these things, and the other person's smooth and skillful movements are enough to make the killer's face show a look of despair and fear.
He hesitated for a moment and did not speak. Instead, he gritted his teeth!
However, the enemy had obviously anticipated what he would do. Before his teeth could gain strength, a sharp pain in his jaw caused his scream to rise into the sky again - with a muffled clicking sound,
His jaw had been pulled away from its original position by a strong force, the joints were dislocated, and the tone of his screams had changed. However, the hand kept pushing into his mouth, and connected a small hook with it.
A bunch of things at the back were pulled out of his mouth.
"Don't worry, I know your rules...most of the guys responsible for enforcing them don't know who is paying for it. So, just talk about something else..."
Looking at the dark thing in the bead, the young hunter raised the corners of his mouth, showing his shining teeth - this guy looked professional, but he didn't use the hidden poison at the first time. Such a person is actually easy to deal with.
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