Red Clay City, Blueberry Tavern. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A group of four sat at a table in the hall filled with food, mostly meat.

Charles sat on the outermost, grabbing food from the table with both hands and stuffing it into his mouth, but he didn't look rude at all, but still looked like a gentleman. Coupled with his burly figure, it makes people look at a strange sense of distortion.

"Senior Charles, a freshman, are you sure you can really do it?" A boy next to him asked, his right hand was bandaged with gauze and looked like he couldn't move.

Charles didn't speak, but a girl across the table glanced at him: "Okay Locke, no matter what, it's much better than you shit!" ”

"Renee, I'm not talking to you!" The boy named Locke glared at the girl, "You rude woman, let's take care of yourself first!" Last time, if you hadn't been so aggressive, how could I have been hurt! ”

"That's how useless you are! I can't even beat a newly grown corpse monster, and I even hurt my own hand, I really doubt what you've been learning in the academy all these years! Renee glanced at him and scoffed.

"That corpse monster was suddenly promoted! I wasn't prepared at all! Locke exclaimed, "Who knows if you threw it at me on purpose!" ”

"Oh haha, not prepared? It's ridiculous, do you still want to say something like 'Wait a minute, I'm not ready' to the corpse monster? Renee still sneered, "Please, find an excuse to find a better one, Senior Charles also rushed to the front, did he also deliberately leak it to you?" ”

"That's not what I meant!" Locke waved his arm that could still move, "You crazy woman, rude and stupid, it's unreasonable, oh yes, I heard that you secretly like a certain senior, who is it?" Let's talk about it! Bite off more than one can chew! ”

"Hey! Keep your mouth clean, lose weight, guy! Looks like you haven't been taught enough before! Renee stood up fiercely, her figure was nearly two meters tall, and her momentum rose suddenly.

"You damn ......" Locke wanted to scold something, but suddenly noticed that Senior Charles was also here, and he couldn't scold anymore.

But Renee, apparently knowing what he was going to scold, slapped the table so vigorously that the food on the table jumped by inertia: "Hey! Damn fool, what do you want to say, say it! ”

"Bastard, damn ......"

"Alright, be quiet." The woman sitting in the innermost part spoke, and the two of them fell silent all of a sudden, obviously they didn't dare to provoke this woman.

"I don't know why I brought you two ...... in the first place," the woman shook her head, and Renee and Locke both bowed their heads.

"Charles, are you sure that freshman you said can be trusted?" The woman didn't care about the two of them and looked up to ask Charles.

"Don't worry, Fanny, you have to trust my eyes." At this time, Charles was finally willing to stop the rhythm of eating, and said, "I think that among the new students now, except for those in the first echelon, he is the most suitable." ”

"A freshman after all," said Fanny, "and, besides, he doesn't seem to be even a second-class wizard apprentice?" ”

"Yes, it's true that he's not even a second-class wizard apprentice, but ......," Charles said, recalling the strange squirrel's blood-colored phantom, "but I think even an average second-class wizard apprentice will probably not be able to beat him if he's not careful......"

"How is that possible!" Locke couldn't help but exclaim, "Even what, he's just a third-class wizard apprentice, how can he beat a second-class wizard apprentice!" ”

He couldn't believe that if what Senior Charles said was true, wouldn't it be that guy named Phil who could almost beat him?

It's absolutely impossible!

"Is it true?" Rarely, Renee didn't pay attention to Locke, but looked at Charles with interest, "Is it true?" Senior Charles? When I have time, can I talk to him? ”

Charles couldn't help frowning and said, "Why are you so much like Floyd?" ”

"What's wrong with me?"

A voice rang out abruptly in the tavern, and Floyd reached out a hand from behind Charles, picked up Charles' glass and took two sips, not paying any attention to Charles's saliva remaining on it.

No one saw how he got in, but the people at the table were not surprised.

"Senior Floyd, what about the freshman?" Renee's eyes lit up and she exclaimed.

"You're ready, what are you going to do?" Floyd asked, holding up his glass, dodging Charles' attempt to snatch it back.

"I heard that he is strong, but he is only a third-class wizard apprentice, and he has the strength of a second-class wizard apprentice, and I want to compete with him." Renee said straight, knowing that Senior Floyd didn't care. In this team, she is only afraid of Sister Fanny.

"Oh, I see," Freud turned around and came to Charles's left-hand side, and suddenly dodged into the corner of his attack, "It's really good, but if you want to fight, you'll have to be behind me." ”

"What do you mean?" Renee was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand what the senior said.

"Freud, are you sure?" Fanny asked.

Freud recalls that when he followed Phil all the way, he was a little skeptical of Charles's decision, but suddenly, he was called out. At the time, he wasn't sure that Phil had actually spotted him, but when he was buried in a snowdrift and waited for a while, a strong instinct forced him to rush out.

If you don't rush out, you are likely to get hurt......

This is his intuition, you know, before entering the academy, his intuition has never been wrong, and after becoming a wizard apprentice, his intuition is very effective, which has allowed him to survive many life and death crises. So, no matter how impossible it is, he chooses to trust his instincts.

So that Phil, a freshman who was just a third-class wizard apprentice, actually had the strength to injure him?

Immediately, he aroused Freud's interest even more.

"I'm sure it's a great freshman." Floyd said that during this time of reminiscence, Charles accidentally snatched the wine glass back.

"How, how is that possible?" Locke still wouldn't believe it.

Fanny was convinced of this, and she had done many missions with Freud, so she knew about his instincts.

"Well, then, let's go," said Fanny, "where's the freshman?" ”

Just then, the door to the Blueberry Tavern was opened, and a teenager with black hair and blue eyes walked in.