When Charlotte showed off her wealth in front of the bar with her high-profile behavior, she had already attracted the attention of people with a heart. Among them, there is a couple of men who are talking in the corner of the bar.

One was in his early thirties, and the other was seventeen or eighteen. But to be honest, I really don't want to describe too much about the appearance of the two, because it seems that they are really featureless.

From the conversation, it can be seen that they seem to be a pair of master and apprentice.

"What are you looking at?"

"Ah, nothing. Teacher. The young man explained, "I thought the man was very interesting. ”

"Interesting?" the man's face remained unchanged, as if he was born with a dislike of expressing feelings, "What's interesting?"

"He's too high-profile, it's going to get you in trouble. The young man smiled, although his face was so ordinary that it was difficult to describe his characteristics, but when he smiled, he was quite temperamental, "I can't help but want to trouble him." ”

"Then you're in his hands. ”

"Huh?"

The man Nunu mouthed, and at this time, it happened that someone went to Charlotte for trouble.

Just as Charlotte thought, those drunks and thugs took Charlotte as a rich Kaizi and were planning to extort a sum of money.

Three big men gathered around, and one of them put his hand on Charlotte's shoulder, and brought his mouth full of wine to Charlotte's face, a mouthful of yellow teeth that was disgusting.

"Brother, I see that you are quite rich, do you want to lend me flowers?"

Typical blackmail tone. Charlotte tilted her head, spat out a puff of smoke and sprayed it in the man's face, and asked in the same drunken tone, "Are you blackmailing me?"

Instead of being annoyed, the man greedily sniffed a cigarette, a rare luxury for him.

He said, "Just borrow money, don't talk so ugly!" and giggled with his companions.

"That's fine, but when are you going to pay it back?" Charlotte asked the silly question like a drunken mountain cannon.

It was probably the first time that the man had encountered such a problem, he was stunned, and said uncertainly, "It depends on the mood......

"That's blackmail?"

"Don't say it so badly?"

"It's blackmail, right?"

The thugs got impatient, and the guy who got closest to him raised his eyebrows, "yes! it's blackmail!" at the same time, waving his fist to teach Charlotte a lesson.

To be honest, even without the Vientiane Vision, Charlotte can easily teach them a lesson with her fists. But he didn't lose sight of his purpose, and as soon as he saw the other man move, he said to the waiter behind the bar, "See! You have to testify for me, it was their first move." ”

Before the words could be spoken, the magic bullet had already swirled into the troublemaker, and the man flew out as if he had been hit by a carriage, knocking over two tables of wine and food along the way. This is Charlotte's intention to control the strength, otherwise with his ability at this time, an ordinary magic bullet is enough to break people's ribs and damage their internal organs.

The other two thugs were stunned, and just as they were about to fight back, Charlotte pointed at them, and a cone-shaped cold mist sprayed from Charlotte's fingertips, spraying the two of them in front of each other. The two men immediately covered their faces with a miserable howl, and rolled on the ground in pain.

This frightened the people in the tavern, although it was normal for the tavern to make trouble, but the party that made the trouble this time was actually the caster, which made people feel both frightened and surprised. After all, the lighthouse wanted mage, even if the people who eat melons don't know what the undead natural disaster is, they can guess that the plague may be related to the mage. As for the surprise, it is because the whistleblower can also receive a good reward from the city guard.

Needless to say, someone slipped out of the door quietly, and most of the people in the tavern were gone at once, except for the drunkards who were unconscious, the fools who liked to watch the excitement by nature, and the conspirators who had other plans, and the rest of the drinkers either intended to receive the reward or avoided it, and the noisy tavern was much quieter.

Charlotte took a sip of wine and shouted at the terrified waiter behind the bar, "See, these idiots dare to provoke me, this is the price!"

As he spoke, instead of wanting to go, he rode on top of the wailing man who covered his face, and waved his fist a few punches. That looks like a person who hates ghosts, and is simply a drunkard who acts upside down!

The young man's mouth opened in an O-shape, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Is he crazy?" he exclaimed, and then felt that something was wrong, "do you say...... He did it on purpose?!"

His teacher didn't speak, just thoughtfully observing everyone in the tavern. Everyone who just walked out of the tavern and who is sitting in the tavern now is not spared. Finally, he locked on to his target and looked thoughtfully at the table opposite.

At the table sat a man and two women, none other than Vivien and Lolita. They were nervously peering over Charlotte's side, when the guards stormed the tavern and slashed Charlotte with their swords.

Charlotte, who was caught, shouted to herself, "They were the ones who made the first move, I just fought back in self-defense! That waiter can testify! Right?!Hey! Say you, don't stop talking!"

"Yes, sir, I can testify!" the waiter cried and laughed, "but I don't think that's why they arrested you." ”

"You've all heard that, have you caught them, what are you doing?!let me ......."

Even the sound of fading away carried the breath of a drunkard, and the seemingly drunk mage was carried out, and Mason and the others peeped nervously until nothing went wrong, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did the cold-faced man who had been observing the table show a smile, but that smile exuded a cold chill.

"See that table? It's a table where a man and two women and a girl are too ordinary. When the young man looked at the table in the corner, the man reminded, "Don't look too much." You'll keep up with them later, but be careful, and while you don't feel anything out of the ordeal, it's the biggest anomaly. ”

The young man understood the words without a head or tail, "Is it a spell of breathing? If only it were there, no one should try to hide its perception easily." ”

"Don't forget, we need it to help divert attention. "Anyway, try to keep up with them, spy on them, but keep sure of your own safety." ”

"You're saying they're in league with the drunken mage?"

"It should be said that it is a mage who pretends to be drunk. The man corrected.

"I see, teacher. Can I kill them if they're about to get out of control?"

"Of course, but don't leave any traces. ”

"Don't worry, teacher. ”

Their conversation about surveillance and murder is as natural as ordinary people discussing what to eat tonight, and this sense of ordinariness contrasts with their extremely ordinary appearance.

After that, the young man walked out of the tavern after Mason, who had checked out, while the man, known as the teacher, sipped alone. After the farce, the tavern gradually became lively, the man held the wine glass, and the moment he got up, his originally shrewd eyes took on a hazy smell of wine.

He approached a table of drinkers who had witnessed the whole farce and placed the flask on the table.

"Dude. He was drunk, but there was a hint of incongruous indifference in his voice, "You saw that mage too, he's stupid!"

Then, they discussed not only the captured mage, but more.