"How, how could this be. Pen and Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info all-knowing god of wisdom, why do you do this to your faithful believers-!"

The fat doorman groaned so hard that he coughed up blood in his throat.

He knelt on the floor with his head in his hands and despair.

Now he was in tears, pounding the innocent floor with all his might.

Even so, his majestic and broad body did not waver in the slightest, and he still stubbornly guarded the gate of the Wizards' Association and refused to let me in.

If you take into account the reasons for persecuting him to such an extent.

This guy.. It's just a scrap that weeps bitterly in order to become a pervert.

That being said, his professionalism as a doorman at the moment even inexplicably moved me a little mysteriously.

"Why、Why is this the time。 I'll be paid if I survive today, and I'm ready to do nothing and spend the long, cold winter by the fire!"

That's what you think.

Hey, you're fine, if you live the life of a waste dog, do you really rest assured that you will continue to be fat.

I don't know what the god of wisdom will look like when he sees his followers, and I didn't know until just now that the god of wisdom in the eyes of magicians is also in charge of such a thing as salary?

"Hey, Dead Fatty, why are you, as the Gatekeeper of the Wizards' Guild, kneeling down with this savage warrior. Shame, shame, you have disgraced the face of the magician! I will later complain to the deacon of this branch of the Magicians' Society."

I looked back at the source of the voice, and it was a tall, lanky man with a thief's eyebrows.

While he looked at the fat doorman with disdain, he glanced around with disgust by the way, and said:

"That's why I hate to go to this kind of remote country place, not only do I always see these garbage cats and dogs doing things for magicians, but I often can't recruit young people with magical talents, which is really unlucky. ”

I looked at the tall, thin man in the magician's robe a little nervously, and the excitement in my heart was hard to depress.

The man was in his mid-twenties, of normal appearance, with the magician's signature unkempt hair.

Wearing a light blue mage robe, the words "Eastern Magic Federation Royal Capital Magic Academy" are embroidered on his chest.

Mo, no, this can't be that, it's just that, it's that. What is the identity of this strange guy who suddenly appeared in front of me... It doesn't matter!

Oh, oh. This kind of line.

It's on the stage.,The kind of cannon fodder-type character who will be slapped in the face at any time has appeared.。

Then this guy will start scolding me as a bad warrior, and then get ready to show off his poor magical skills!

Its purpose is naturally to satisfy his vanity, on the surface he is calm, but in fact, he is nervous to die and pretend to be in front of everyone, and then enjoy the adoring and fearful eyes of the people who eat melons.

That's right, that's the routine!

Sure enough, there will be a lot of such guys in the other world, so it's better to say that this is the life of a time-traveler I'm looking forward to!

If I think about it this way, I should almost think about what special face-slapping techniques there are. It's really distressing.,This is my first face-slapping plot after crossing over.,I can't get the right balance of how swollen his face should be.。

Mmmm, although I'm familiar with the online article and slap the face and pretend to be X routines, but it's also distressing to have too many choices.

Whether to use high-level and high-difficulty magic to reveal his strength and suppress him, let him know that he has kicked the iron plate, and fall into a sense of hopelessness for the future after provoking the big man, or show his proficiency in low-level magic, and achieve the beautiful ending of "Hey, you see that magician's magic is not as good as that warrior", leaving him with an indelible psychological shadow.

It's distressing, but anyway, I'm looking forward to it!

It's a lot of distress, but all in all, I'm really looking forward to it!!

Sure enough, if the plot develops to this point, I can almost casually use that powerful magic to slap his face, highlighting my identity as a dragon arrogant.

Then, he will be accidentally seen by a big man and become a hidden powerhouse with a mysterious identity.

Oh, I'm so excited, the experience of those seniors has really benefited my generation.

While this may raise the risk of exposing me to the wisdom of the undead... But now, I can't do that much!

"Fuck off, waste fatty, and wait to receive your dismissal notice. Even if it is this kind of magician association in the countryside, it represents the face of the entire magician world, even if it is a lackey of magicians, there is no need for a waste like you!"

The tall and thin man glanced at the fat doorman with disdain and said condescendingly.

Uh-huh, that's right, that's the kind of line.

That's great, bastard, if you don't talk about it to this extent, you're sorry for the class system, and it's a different world, it's perfect! It's perfect! You're so dedicated as cannon fodder!

"As for you, a rude and savage warrior, the Wizards Guild is not ......."

Here it comes!

Oh, it's finally my turn. Oh no, it feels like I'm nervous about an interview.

It's a pity that I've become an undead, but at this time the distress of not having a respiratory system is also reflected, otherwise I would really want to go to the toilet and smoke a cigarette to calm down.

I don't know if it's time to go through a process first.. Forget it, it's not good to make it too troublesome, so let's just hit it.

"Hmph, hmph, hahaha, stupid mortal ......".

"Shut up!!!, you bastard!".

Before I could say the first sentence, the fat doorman suddenly yelled.

To his surprise, though, it wasn't me, but the tall, lanky man in the magician's robes.

......What's going on with this strange unfolding?

"I'm the embodiment of the Heaven-Slaying Dragon! I'm the Gatekeeper of the Wizards Association of White Oak Town! It doesn't matter if you're a test mage from the Royal Capital Academy of Magic, you have to show me the mage badge to enter, bastard!"

The fat man of the doorman had a gloomy face, and stood resolutely in the middle of the gate and continued:

"As long as I'm still in this second, I don't think anyone can sneak in!

…………

Oh, oh, it's very imposing, fat brother, I'm impressed with you.

Well.. What is the aura of this counterattack, that is, if this kind of hero-like handsome line does not bring the shameful line of "the incarnation of the evil dragon that destroys the sky", it will be more perfect.

The tall, thin man in the magician's robe seemed to be frightened, and he didn't know what he was fumbling for in a panic.

"Hold, sorry, this is my Wizard Badge".

As if he had found something, the tall and thin man took out a bright silver medal from his bosom and handed it to the fat doorman.

"Low-level magician Daxter, male, ...... of the Eastern Federation of Magic"

After receiving the badge of the tall and thin man, the fat doorman read the contents of the badge coldly, quite like a general.

Then a smirk appeared.

"It turned out to be a magician from the royal capital, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was too excited just now. I hope you don't remember the villain, and if necessary, kowtow and confess my guilt, which is acceptable to me, please inside."

"Oh, yes. It's okay, you also do things according to the process, not to mention that I was a little too much just now, then this matter is over, I appreciate your attitude, let's make friends."

…………

How did the incident develop to this warm scene of happiness and confidant encountering Bole.

What about me?

Have you forgotten that I'm still here?

I've been waiting for so long, and you're playing this game for me now?!Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you two bastards in the middle of the night!

Another world, it's really not so easy to mix.