Moral had nightmares all night, the same in every dream in which Arthur appeared, covered in blood to take revenge on him.

What finally pulled him out of his nightmare was the sound of the magic token, and he had a magic training class to attend this morning.

Morar walked out of the room with two big dark circles under his eyes, and the moment he opened the door, he was still anxious, can he still see Arthur today?

When Morar opened the door, a smiling face instantly appeared in front of him.

Before Moral could react from his astonishment, Arthur slipped in through the crack in the door and, without saying a word, raised his hand and punched Morar in the eye.

Caught off guard, Morar fell on his back.

As a magician, once Moral was close, he had no power to resist, and Arthur rode on Moral, and punched him, and his fists rained down on Moral's face and body.

Morar was beaten and shouted, "Help!

Arthur closed the door when he came in, and the rooms of the various magicians were specially soundproofed, so that even a small explosion would not affect the others, and Morar shouted in his throat and no one heard him.

Arthur didn't say a word, his fist only went to the most painful part of Moral's body, and the louder he shouted, the harder Arthur hit.

"I was wrong! I was forced! You spare me!" Moral began to beg for mercy.

Arthur still kept fighting, making Morar cry and cry for his mother, with nosebleeds and tears. In the end, Moral could no longer scream until he was beaten so hard that Arthur stopped and stood up.

Morar lay on the ground and wailed in a low voice, unable to get up again.

Arthur smashed a water polo spell on Moral's head, and the water balloon exploded, smashing him into a daze, and he also came to his senses.

"You get up!"

It took Moral a long time to sit up halfway through.

"Do you know why I hit you?"

Morar didn't dare to look up at Arthur, just nodded incessantly.

"Tell me, why did you betray me?"

"It was Zirao who forced me, he collected protection money from me every month, and if I didn't listen to him, he would not only clean me up, but also cause trouble for our family's business. ”

"Who is Zirao?" Arthur was momentarily confused.

"You don't even know who Zilao is?" Zilao was also confused, "I fought with the other party three times and didn't know his name?"

"You say it's the blonde kid?" Arthur was a little embarrassed, and then he remembered that he hadn't given the other party a chance to say his name in full.

"Zilao is the third grandson of the Marquis Garfield, who is the deputy commander of the city guard, and the defense and security of the eastern part of the royal city are under the jurisdiction of the Marquis. ”

Arthur didn't have a clear idea of the position of deputy commander of the city guard, so he snorted lightly, "It's just a third grandson?"

Morar blinked at Arthur, wondering if he was fearless or ignorant.

"Most of our family's business in the royal city depends on the protection of the Marquis Garfield, and if they move their fingers, our family's salt shop may not be able to continue, and I am really forced!" Moral continued.

Arthur crouched down, pointed his finger at Moral's forehead and said, "Hitting you is just to make you remember, don't think that only Zirao can't be provoked." If you're wrong, you'll have to pay the price, so tell me how you want to compensate for the damage you've caused me, right?"

Moral was stunned for a moment, and it wasn't over after the fight.

Arthur said to himself: "How much protection money do you pay to Zirao every month?"

"200 gold coins. ”

"It's fucking unfair!" Arthur scolded indignantly, the honorarium saved by Tony and Angus for a year's mission was only 200 gold coins, which was just a month's pocket money for the children of these rich nobles.

"From this month onwards, give me your protection money. ”

"What about Zirao?"

Arthur picked up Moral and sneered: "I'll talk to him, I can't let him find me every time!"

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Morar went out with two big dark circles, his whole face was swollen like a pig's head, and the two eyes were so swollen that he could barely squint a slit.

Arthur followed Morar leisurely, "Can you hurry up, if you delay any longer, you will delay the magic training class." ”

"Did you really decide to go straight to the door like that?"

"I'm not like Zilao who wants to play those insidious tricks, since I want to clean him up, I have to challenge him openly. ”

"Left and right are one death, deal with this level first!" Moral gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.

Unlike the magic tower where the students of the magic department live, the students on the side of the Wuyun Hall live in the attic, and it is a room for two people.

At this time, Arthur and Moral were standing in front of a seven-story attic. Occasionally, students passing by cast curious glances at the two of them, and few magicians came to the side of Wuyun Palace.

"He's in this building, isn't he?

"Okay, I'll go up and call him. ”

Arthur grabbed Moral, "Just shout here, be louder! Remember, we're here to challenge, not to make friends!"

Morar took two deep breaths, mustered up the courage to start shouting upstairs: "Zilao, you come down, Arthur wants to challenge you!"

Moral's sudden voice tore through the tranquility of Wuyun Palace, and the students passing by on both sides stopped one after another, and a few windows were pushed open in the attic, and some people looked down.

Arthur was still not satisfied, "Not enough, do you want me to teach you how to curse with my fists?"

Morar peeked at Arthur's clenched fists, finally let go of all his scruples, and shouted upstairs at the top of his voice: "Zilao, do you dare to fight, get out of here, you bastard, coward!"

Before, some people may not have paid attention to what Moral was shouting, but this time, the unbridled shouting and scolding attracted everyone's attention. The windows in the attic opened one after another, and more and more people gathered downstairs, and there was a lot of discussion.

"What are they going to do? challenge Zirao?"

"Are they crazy? No new mage has ever dared to come to us to provoke us!"

"Look at that kid with a giant sword, he is one of the four wonders of this year's magician with a sword!"

The reason why the students around them talked a lot, and the reason why it attracted so much attention was that there had never been a precedent in the history of the Blood Yao Royal Academy for a magician to challenge a martial arts student.

The reason is very simple, the magician is one-on-one against the same level of martial arts, and the last fiasco is the magician without exception. The lethality of the mage is certainly greater than that of the warrior, but the disadvantage is that it takes time to build a magic array and pull the distance, and in team battles, others will create distance and casting time for the mage, once it becomes a one-on-one duel, the warrior will definitely not give the mage distance and time.

"Zirao, you coward, soft-eyed, villain who only plays tricks behind his back!" "Once Moral put aside all his scruples, the louder he scolded, the more comfortable he felt in his heart, he had never been so happy in his chest, and he vented all the bullying that Zirao had done to him in the past.

In the midst of Moral's scolding, an angry red face appeared downstairs and threw himself at Moral......