The two, who were dozens of paces apart, started a duel under the expectant gaze of everyone.

Alwyn watched as the other man shuddered as he pulled his sword out of its scabbard, pursing the corners of his lips contemptuously.

Then in the next second, he had spread out his hands, and more than a dozen colors of magical energy exploded in his palms. Against the backdrop of the green meadows, Alvin and these magical energies looked like a large colorful wind chime.

Baron Tiverly was so stunned by the colorful magical energy that he didn't have time to blink when the spinning "multicolored windmill" rushed towards him.

And Elwin's figure suddenly vanished!

For a moment, everyone's eyes showed disbelief and disbelief, what about the painter?

And Elwin, who came from the sky, had already appeared behind Baron Tiverly!

"Hmm!" these nobles, who had never seen space-time magic, couldn't help but let out all kinds of exclamations.

Then I saw Alwyn stretch out with one palm, and countless dense magical turbulences in his palm rushed towards Baron Tiverly's unsuspecting back.

Poor Baron Tiffly was still thinking about what to do with the colorful instantaneous magic in front of him, when he was already hit by the turbulence of berserk magic.

"Ahh

Then he flew forward in a grotesque pose with a convex face, and then used his face to catch the various instantaneous magics steadily.

The "oily noodles" were "cooked" all of a sudden.

Baron Tiverly rolled on the ground in pain, and couldn't open his mouth when he wanted to scream, so he could only hiss there. It's not that he didn't cry out because he was afraid of embarrassment, but because his entire cheek was burned, and the slightest touch hurt terribly.

Obviously, there was a hot and scorching flame in those instantaneous spells just now.

Alvin looked down at the man rolling on the ground, and his eyes flashed. He remembered the look in Gaver's eyes when he looked at his opponent during the Pillow Sword Club, and thought to himself that he should be similar to him at this time.

To be precise, strong men with terrifying strength, such as Onian and Lan Marriage, have this kind of look when facing opponents who are far inferior to them. And not only Gaver.

"One day, I will be able to look at my opponent with this kind of eyes?" Alvin thought to himself, but there seemed to be no smugness in his heart, and there was even a hint of sigh - God knows what he relied on to get his calmness back at this time.

He finally understood that it was so easy for a person to become disgusted by himself.

"So, you're 'so' walking in time?" Alwin's gentle words at this time simply magnified the contempt in his expression.

There was silence in the garden. Everyone was watching Alwin humiliate Baron Tiverly so "lightly", and they had different thoughts.

Count Onein was shocked by the terrible fighting power that Alwyn had shown in a moment, and wanted to win him over for his own use. After all, Tyrell's side is trending day by day, and he desperately needs a good player like Alwyn to help. Of course, he naturally didn't understand that Alwyn was using "space-time magic" just now.

As for the Count's Lady of Aunein, her face was quite pleasant to see Alwyn so sharply deal with her opponent, as if it seemed to her that it was not Baron Tiverly who was lying on the ground, but the Countess Riteola. Especially after she consciously or unconsciously glanced at the blue and white face of the Countess of Riteola, she was proud to throw the pleasure on her face to the face of the charming woman.

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The other onlookers, large and small, were all silent when they saw such a terrifying strength, and their hearts were full of shock, all of them were interested in the ghostly figure, wondering how Alwyn appeared behind Tiverly. Although they don't look down on Alwin's identity, they are very jealous of his strength.

Perhaps, as Tiverly said, in this world, writing and painting are no match for anyone with thick arms, who has more strength, whose sword in his hand is faster, and whose magic is more ferocious and terrifying...

Of course, there were many young noble girls who saw that Alvin was such a powerful magician, and they became more and more intoxicated with him. At this time, only mentioning young girls, not mentioning those noble ladies with lively minds, seems to be a little ashamed of the charm of young painters.

With both appearance and strength, bearing and talent, this is probably the perfect candidate for a lover. The only flaw may be that Alvin does not have a knighthood. However, those ladies who are ripe to the point of dripping juice are most fond of this kind of young man who has no aristocratic status. In their hearts, there is a wishful balance, with their aristocratic status at one end and Alwin's various advantages at the other.

"Mr. Alwin, can you allow you to ask for two tricks in the next step?" a deep voice from the crowd came out.

Is there anyone who is not afraid of being beaten?

Everyone turned their eyes to see who this other "rafter" was.

It turned out to be the chief guard of the Marquis Eru's family.

"If he's here, does that mean that the girl from the Marquis of Eru's family must have come too?" guessed some nobles.

Many of the people present were still familiar with the situation of the Marquis of Eru's family. This is the most effective guard under the Marquis, and he often accompanies the Marquis by his side, and has not been negligent for many years. When the Marquis's only daughter came of age, Kikoshi was arranged to be her personal bodyguard.

Sure enough, behind Qi Yue stood a blonde and blue-eyed Peugeot little beauty, who was the only daughter of the Marquis of Eru - Theresia.

The master and servant came later than Elwin, so when everyone turned their attention to the Elwins, few noticed that the girl from the Marquis's family had arrived.

"Ouch, my niece has arrived?" said Countess Onein, seeing Theresia, clapped her palms happily and hurried to meet her.

It's Fia's eldest sister and second sister, and their expressions are a lot more gloomy. Obviously, I don't like to see this little cousin. Fia is okay, and she doesn't have much jealousy for this girl her age. may be because Fia is the most mediocre-looking of the three sisters, and she has been sneered at by her two sisters since she was a child, and she has long practiced a peaceful mentality. Of course, the most essential thing is that Fia has different temperaments and pursuits from ordinary girls.

"Didn't you say you couldn't come?" said the Countess as she took Theresia's little hand and stroked it, "you stupid girl, you can't have come from Newvandot, do you? ”

"I didn't think I could come. But I thought that I hadn't seen my aunt and uncle for a few days, so I came here. Theresia said with a grin.

"Is Theresia here?" Count Aunein greeted him with a smile, and then looked at the niece in a pretentious manner, and quipped, "You can't have secretly come here without your father's knowledge, will you?"

Count Onein's words amused the nobles around him.

"Uncle, look at what you said. "Theresia

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was teased like this, and blushed. "If I sneak out, I can still bring this one with me. She said, glancing at the Hikoshi beside her.

"Uncle is teasing you. Count Aunein laughed and said, "I said you little girl, you are really a troublemaker." I know that he is not the kind of person who likes to be in the limelight, you asked him to come out and challenge Mr. Alwin. ”

"Oh, uncle, didn't I see how good this Mr. Alwyn is, and want to see which one is more powerful?" said Theresia.

Hearing this soft tone, Fia's two sisters immediately turned their faces away in anger. The attitude of these two towards Teresia is obviously beyond the level of "disgust".

"Don't say goodbye, this fist and foot have no eyes, if you hurt anyone, it's not good. "Count Ornein is still very cautious, he thinks to himself that he has injured a baron of the Duchy of Tiller today, and if something happens again this time, it will really not end well.

"Don't frighten Mr. Alwin, Terexia, for he is my special guest. The earl smiled and persuaded, "You must know that your aunt is holding a tea party, not a martial arts conference." This tea party is naturally to eat snacks and drink tea, discuss poetry, oil painting or something. So, let's talk to Mr. Alvin about his 'believers,' and what is going on here. ”

"Alright then... Theresia puffed out her mouth dissatisfied, but it was a wonderful glance that gave the stranger on the side a dark look.

This divergence is also immediately understood.

Draw your sword! Fly out!

Count Oneiin and other nobles didn't expect Qiyue to break out, and they all watched dumbfounded, too late to react.

"Be careful!" Fia yelled at Alwin. In a hurry, she couldn't care so much.

Fia's magic cultivation is not high, and being able to react so quickly shows that she has been watching Theresia.

Alwyn had been listening carefully to the conversation between the Earl and the others, and he had not wandered into the world, and the sword of Qiyue was stabbed from the face, so it was not that there was no room for him to react at all.

As Alwin's nominal wife, Onian watched everything happen indifferently, and there was no wave in her golden eyes. Because in her opinion, the sword was also slow.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two was less than half a foot.

Facing the tip of the sword that pierced his eyebrows, Alvin could feel that this person's sword was beyond the scope of "point to point".

At this time, Alwyn could still think so much, then it was indeed as Onian said, this sword was too slow.

I saw that our painter held the "moon surface" in his hand, and delicately opened the oncoming sword, while the other hand had already touched the lower abdomen of Qiyue.

"Uh!" Qi Yue let out an abrupt whisper, and the whole person flew sideways.

The arc that flew out was traversing countless magical turbulences that had nowhere to be placed, like a clear blue rainbow, which was very beautiful.

Erwin's personal "law explosion" is also obviously beyond the scope of the point, which is probably a courtesy exchange.

In fact, for the previous Baron Nativelli, Alvin still had the mentality of teaching a lesson when he made his move. And for this Qiyue who drew his sword without saying a word, Alvin didn't have much magic power.

Of course, if the sword of Qiyue had been a little faster, Alwyn might have killed him directly.

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