Chapter 35: The Return and the Battle

It's been more than two weeks since Azeroth returned to the world of Kazumi and the others. After seeing the children that day, Zhao Mian left a large sum of money again, and then said goodbye to the children and returned to the world of Yimei and others.

Life has been the same for the past two weeks, and the only slightly interesting activity is probably the dodgeball duel between Xana and Tanaka two days ago. In addition, Zhao Mian was left far behind by Xia Na in terms of agility, so he quickly got off the field when he dodged the ball, although he released water, and did not use any power beyond the range of ordinary people.

Over the course of two weeks, Ichami's knowledge as a student and as a mage grew. It's been nearly two months since Kazumi came into contact with arcane arts. Although, as a mage apprentice, this is only a very short period of time, but Ichimi has also made significant progress, and just a few days ago, Ichimi successfully used the Ice Barrier. Now, Yimei can be regarded as a small achievement on the path of a mage, and the minimum self-preservation ability in this world has gradually taken shape. Of course, only the most rudimentary.

But there are far-reaching reasons for this two-week period. But since most of it is a synopsis, we will omit it. Here's what the situation looks like.

It was the same day as it had been in the past two weeks, and the weather was not so peculiar, and there was nothing to be paid attention to. Of course, we are used to rising oil prices or something.

On such an ordinary day, Zhao Mian took Kazumi and Chi, Yuji and Xiana to finish lunch together. After several people separated, a strong sense of disobedience attacked Zhao Mian's nerves. This sense of disobedience Zhao Mian is very familiar with, and Zhao Mian has already dealt with a lot of the power of existence. Zhao Mian raised his head almost reflexively, and the moment he raised his head, a golden flame like light ignited the entire sky.

"Ichigmi, you stay here. Zhao Mian decisively said to Yimei, who was already looking like some mages on the side, and was not as flustered as last time: "Your strength is not enough to go through the battle, you stay here to observe the situation and protect your classmates, I'll go over and take a look." ”

Although Ichimi reluctantly calmed down her panicked emotions, she nodded.

In any case, a seal that envelops a large area like this will definitely not be a trivial situation. Zhao Mian did not continue to tell Yimei anything, he believed that Yimei would do a good job. Zhao Mian took out two things from the space bag at the same time, the channel disk and a reins with a mysterious brilliance that shimmered with quicksand.

Zhao Mian put the reins on the channel plate, and as soon as he put it on, a dragon's roar of "Ang!" had already come out of the channel plate, and a bronze dragon had already stopped in front of Zhao Mian, "Come up, human." ”

Zhao Mian was not polite, and jumped on the back of the bronze dragon at once.

The bronze dragon flew into the air, "Young human, I'm afraid you'll have to tell me where to go, there is no such record in the quicksands of time in Azeroth. ”

"Follow that firelight," Zhao Mian looked down as he put on his armor, and he saw that a familiar firelight was flying a little lower than the bronze dragon, it was Xana, he pointed to her, "She should be heading to the place where the incident happened." ”

A low roar represented the bronze dragon's reply, and he flapped his wings and slowly followed.

Following behind Xia Na, looking at the eight o'clock midnight stall between her and Yuuji, Zhao Mian took out a frost cloth from his bag and wiped it with Grosag a little bored. Fortunately, time did not allow them to have a life or death parting at such a time, and Xana quickly rushed to the place where it should be the battlefield.

Xia Na stopped in a place where Zhao Mian didn't seem to be, and Zhao Mian saw that she was talking to two guys who looked like people. "Thanks, buddy!" Zhao Mian patted the dragon on the back, then leaped forward and landed in the clearing beside Xana.

"Thank you, the next time you come to the Cave of Time," the dragon circled twice in the air, and his figure gradually blurred, "bring me two more barrels of Brewmaster's wine." ”

“…… Give us your sword!" When he was about to land, Zhao Mian vaguely heard such a sentence, and then he smashed it on the ground at once. A puff of smoke and dust flew away, and the cracks in the ground reached the feet of the two human-looking creatures over there.

On the side, Shana flashed to the side when she heard the wind whistling again, and was now looking at the large cloud of smoke and dust with a helpless expression.

The dust had not completely cleared, Zhao Mian had just stood up and held Grosag in his hand, when the guy who looked like a little boy moved his nose, and then suddenly shouted excitedly, "Tilia, I want that sword, that sword!"

"Yes, brother," said Tilia, who looked like a little girl, with a smile, "I will get it for you, and I will get it for you soon." ”

"No, it's not the Zanna," the boy cried out, "it's the sword, the sword in the man's hand, and the sword is even more powerful than the Zanden!"

Zhao Mian frowned when he heard these noisy shouts, and stood up straight from the half-kneeling posture when he landed, "Arastol, what are these two guys?"

"Brother and sister Airan, brother Surat, sister Tilia. Arastol's calm voice came from inside the necklace on Xana's chest, "It's a very young couple. ”

"Don't you have more detailed information?" Zhao Mian clenched the Grossag in his hand.

"After all, it's a very young apprentice, and I can't know that clearly. Arastol's tone was also a little helpless.

"Although I don't know who you are," just when Zhao Mian was about to say something, Tilia over there said to Zhao Mian, "Please give us the sword in your hand." ”

"You want this sword?" Zhao Mian shook the sword in his hand.

"Hmm!" Surat nodded vigorously.

"Impossible!" Zhao Mian replied, "Grosag can't be handed over to someone like you. You do not deserve to have the example of the Light. ”

"Is that sword called Grosag?" Surat was eager to get closer to Zhao Mian, but was hugged by Tilia, "Tilia, I want Grossag, I want that sword." ”

"Yes, brother. Tilia hugged her brother tightly, "We'll get it, don't be in a hurry." ”

The smoke and dust had completely dissipated, and Tilia was carefully looking at Zhao Mian, or rather, at the grossag in Zhao Mian's hand. Obviously, she was curious about what was so peculiar about this sword. But it's a pity that she can't understand the weapons made under different worldviews.

"Are you really unwilling to hand over Grossag to us?" said Tilia, with some pitiful feelings.

"No way, how can the glory of the Silver Hand be given to you. Zhao Mian shook his head.

"Well, I had to take it by force. Tilia shook her head, and with a wave of her hand, the vines under their feet rushed towards Zhao Mian, "Please give us that sword." ”