Chapter 18: The Sorrow of the Storm
Before you know it, it's noon, and the sun is high in the sky.
Simon, walking alone on the street, was not as crowded as it had been, although there were people coming and going.
It was easy to get out of the city gate.
"Young Master!"
Roy beckons to Simon by the moat, and to his left, the incoming carriage is parked.
Simon came to Roy's side and nodded, then got into the carriage and closed his eyes.
Roy didn't ask much, this kind of small assessment or something, of course, is easy for our young master~
"Drive!"
Roy pulled the reins and headed back towards the Sisleia Collar.
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In a restaurant.
The little ruffian who was in the academy earlier took a few big sips of the wine bottle, and then slammed the table with the wine bottle.
β...... Shit, shit! I'm going to ...... Yes, to let that stinky bitch and that one die...... Dead poor ghosts are beautiful!"
He blushed like a monkey's buttocks, and slurred at the two doglegs beside him.
"Young master, don't worry, we will definitely help you solve those two poor ghosts..... Iβ"
"That's it, young master, what's there to worry about, two poor ghosts, you can clean it up at any time, separate-"
The two dogs were also very drunk, and they didn't have the slightest interest in the dishes on the table, so they just drank there with the wine bottle.
And under the table of the three, there are more than a dozen wine bottles placed vertically and upside down.
β...... Come on, let's not talk about this for now, young master, let's have a drink!"
One of the doglegs stood up and held out a bottle to the little ruffian.
"Count me in tooβseparate!"
The other dogleg also stood up and held out his bottle to the little ruffian.
"Come, do it!" said the little ruffian, who opened another bottle of wine and stood up.
"!"
"!"
At this moment they have sunk into the drink, and they do not pour.
What Simon is not Simon, he has long been left out of the clouds.
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"By the way, Roy, I want to go to that place, I haven't been there in a while. β
After the carriage entered the Sisraia Territory, Simon suddenly spoke.
"Are you sure you want to go now?" Roy asked tentatively.
"Well, now. β
"How!
Roy pulled the reins, deviating from the straight route to the castle and heading in the direction of the village.
It didn't take long for Simon to get out of the carriage and walk towards the village after Roy handed it over to the villagers to take care of him.
In the dark corners of the village, several heads poked out to look at Simon and Roy, as if they were talking about something.
"Ahh
"Lord Roy isn't bad either, okay? β
"But in my mind, Mistress Simon is more handsome, with smooth black hair and magnetic eyes like cheetahs...... Ahh
"Lord Roy doesn't lose to Lord Simon at all, okay, mature man, always overly charming. β
β...... Ahhh β
β...... Ahhh β
Simon and Roy noticed the in the corner and each smiled back expertly.
Roy's face was full of kindness, and Simon's slightly cold look.
The two-sided attack was like two shockwaves bombarding the girls' hearts, causing their fawns to collide.
"Ahh
β...... Simeon-sama, it's cool, it's cool, it's so handsome!"
"Ahh
Simon and Roy looked at each other and continued to walk inside.
Over the years, he has long been accustomed to this kind of behavior that should not conform to his personality.
The two of them walked all the way until they came to a huge house.
The floor area of the house is about four times the area of the villagers' houses.
"Click!" Roy pulled a key out of his bosom and inserted it into the hole and spun it.
"Squeak!" Roy pushed the door open.
"Poof!"
"Ahem!"
Black dust erupted from it and sprayed on Roy's face, who covered his mouth and nose and coughed.
As Roy coughed, Simon stepped inside.
The house was dirty, dusty everywhere, and cobwebs were growing in the corners.
It's been almost a month since it was cleaned.
Simon came to a box, opened it, and took out five boxes containing rows of greenish potions, a total of 120 bottles.
After handing the box to Roy, he closed the door and left.
"Young master, I'll clean up next time?"
On the way back with the carriage, Roy asked tentatively.
"Well, that's fine. β
Simon closed his eyes and began to look at him, there was still some time before he got home, and he had to prepare for the next few days of testing.
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"Tilde!"
"Oh?"
Tilde was sitting in his solo office enjoying tea when a sudden sound broke the calm afternoon tea.
"Why can't you come out and talk to each other?" what do you think, Brother Kim Kichia?"
Tylde put down the teacup and said indifferently.
β...... Your sense of smell is as sensitive as a dog!"
Out of the shadow of the bookshelf came an old man in a red robe with a pointed chin, his eyes shining as cunning as foxes, and he looked at Tillde.
"Look at what you're talking about, if you talk about smell, you can only think of each other. β
β...... Hehe, flam tongue. β
"Then you should know what I'm here for, right?"
The monk named Kim looked at Tillder with his fox-like cunning eyes, making eye contact with him.
"I don't know the purpose of your visit, and I don't need it!"
"But what I do know is that you've broken the law!"
"This is not the place for you!"
Tylde slammed the table, and a hurricane-like cold spiritual power began to form around Tyrde's center.
Tear everything apart!
"Oops~The anger is really not small, Mr. Tillde~"
Brother Kim scoffed as he leaned over and easily dodged the sliced blade.
"Since you have broken the agreement you signed at that time and wantonly entered the confines of our hospital, then turn me into a cold corpse and completely disappear into the arms of the hurricane!"
Tylde sat in his seat, his chin dragging his hands, his eyes glinting with a cold light, and the magic around him began to become more agitated.
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On the playground of physical training, there is a class that is training in physical martial arts.
And the person in charge of leading the class is the middle-aged muscular man who talked to Tylde earlier, his name is "Wang Yan Kairu".
"Oh my God, look, what's that!"
One of the students suddenly exclaimed, attracting the attention of all the students, and they all looked up in the direction of his finger.
I saw a huge looming tornado forming at the school building, the sky and the earth changed, thunder and lightning swirled and roared in the sky, and lightning crackled, indicating that a huge storm was coming.
β...... It's!"
The moment he saw the storm, Wang Yan gasped.
"I leave school early today, I don't have to go back to the classroom, get out of here!"
Wang Yan gave the dismissal order to the students around him, while he himself used all his strength to run towards the teaching building.
"Bastard Tirdeah!!"
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"Huh?"
In a bamboo forest, two old men are playing against each other, both of whom are immortal wind and bones.
One of them looked up at the storm.
"It seems that we can only say goodbye today. β
Another old man said helplessly.
"Forgive the old man, I won't accompany you today!"
After that, it disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a bamboo leaf floating to the ground.
β...... Alas. β
The remaining old man looked up at the storm and sighed.
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β...... It's, what a powerful mana wave!"
Thorde stood on a tall building with a look of surprise written on his face.
The concentration of this magic power far exceeded his expectations, but it was comparable to that of the ancient evil gods!
"O Elf King of Light, please protect the innocent people ββββββ the Holy Light Barrier!"
The mistake was to protect the kingdom first, but because the magic was so great, Thorde had to seek refuge from the Elf King of Light.
A holy light descended from the sky, broke through the clouds, and shone on the kingdom of Cagnir, and countless points of light appeared out of thin air.
The contract is established, and the shield takes effect!
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A knight in black heavy armor stood on the top floor of the Paladin's Guild, looking at the storm with a surprised expression.
β...... What the hell is this guy crazy about!"
"Unfold, my barrier!"
The black-armored knight jerked his heavy shield and slammed it into the floor, deeply embedded in it.
A black barrier appeared out of thin air, covering the homes of the Paladins Guild behind the shield.
β...... What the hell are you doing?"
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Church place.
Bishop Poole looked up at the storm high in the sky and sighed.
β...... Sure enough, it failed. β
"But Kim, you're doing a good job. β
With that, he walked towards the church on crutches, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.
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"ββββββββββAhh
"This is really, this is really, this is so perfect, ahahahahaββββ"
The black-robed man stood on the hillside and looked not far away at the Kingdom of Cagnir, which was surrounded by layers of passports, and laughed excitedly.
Maybe he didn't need to make a move, and the kingdom of Cagnir would have disappeared, which was a bit disappointing, but it was a real pleasure!
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"Yo Yo Yo, this is too much fire to hold, do you need me to help you lower the fire?"
Kim sneered as he dodged the slicing wind blade.
"Laugh, I'd like to see how long you can laugh!"
The entire office has been destroyed in a mess and dilapidated.
The hurricane behind Tolde is forming at an alarming speed and is about to reach a tipping point.
"Come, be torn to pieces and die a painful death under this storm!"
"To pay the penalty for the sins you committed back then!"
The power of this hurricane is so great that not only Kim, but even the entire kingdom of Cagnir.
It was a devastating disaster.
"The Sorrow of the Forbidden Magic: Wind King!"
"Time Magic, Suspend the World!"
Almost at the same time, as Tylde cast the magic, an old voice also chanted the incantation.
"Tick!"
The whole world was abruptly suspended as the clock rang out.
The falling leaves stopped, the rushing waters stopped, and the boiling magma stopped.
The whole world stopped at this moment.
β...... Alas. β
An old man with a fairy wind and bones walked in with a classical clock.
He looked first at Tyrde, and then at Kim, who was smiling evilly, and roughly understood why Tirde was mad.
If he could, the old man would also like to clean up Kim for Tilde, but he can't, because the time he can control is limited.
"Sleep child, sleep in peace, and when you wake up, everything will be fine." β
The old man came to Tyrde and placed his old hand quietly on Tyrde's forehead, and a warmth and softness emerged from it, soothing Tyrde's nerves.
"Drop!"
With the last sound of the alarm clock, time began to flow.
β...... Principal, why ......"
Tylde saw the old man in front of him, but he could no longer maintain the great hurricane magic, and in confusion fell into the old man's arms, falling into a deep sleep.
"Thank you so much for saving the scene~Principal~γBye~~"
Kim let out a wicked grin and disappeared into the dark shadows.
"Tilde!"
Wang Yan appeared at the door, gasping for breath, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Tylde lying in the old man's arms.
β...... Headmaster, what the hell is this......"
β...... Alas, it's hard to say, it's hard to say....."