Opposite was the warm stove, and the whole person was embedded in the most comfortable rocking chair in his house, and Francis shook all around, and a sudden chill hit his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Grand Magician jumped up from his chair, clasped his hands, and the unusual mana in the air quickly gathered, only to hear the "pop!" two explosions, and the precious rocking chair worth 17,000 gold coins turned into a cloud of debris.

"Ahem" someone outside the door cleared their throats.

"Come in!" Francis quickly calmed his uneasiness, and his face was as usual.

"Squeak...... "Squeak", the door of Pear Blossom Wood was pushed open from the outside.

"My lord Jin An, why did my lord make such a big fuss......? What a nice chair, it's a pity. If you don't like it, just give it to me. The thunder archmage Ankara turned the screen, picked a high-brimmed chair in the hall and sat down by himself.

"Hmph," Francis scoffed at Ankara's yin and yang weirdness, which was nothing more than the invincible Cavendi. Cavendi's arrogance and domineering are all written on his face, and some intrigues behind his back are nothing more than kidnapping tickets, drugged, and beating sticks. I'm a bad person, I'm afraid of someone's tune.

But this Ankara ......

Francis always felt that this guy who had to call himself an "adult" but had no respect for himself in his eyes should be more wary.

He felt that his family had sent two great magicians who were very important even if they were placed in the capital to him, and it wouldn't be as simple as helping him grab territory.

is also surnamed Dilante, and the psychological distance can be 108,000 miles farther than the blood relationship.

It was hard for Francis to believe that if he had the big fat of Aryan City, his cousins, brothers and sisters-in-law would not be blushing?

In front of him, will Ankara give the opportunity to be promoted to the "laurel of the royal think tank" Victor Academy, and come to this remote place to be a thug for himself?

The nose-up Cavendi would have willingly ...... Damn, it definitely won't be willing, this arrogant guy won't do anything willingly.

Either you get down on your knees and lick his toes and see if he frowns in disgust and says, "It's disgusting, I don't want to see such a disgusting thing happen." ”

Francis felt that he really didn't need to think about it, the obvious things:

I had a good life in the Far East, and the boss of the Stakovich family had to ask himself how to kill his brother so that Mendel could succeed in usurping the throne as the lord of the city.

Finally, as soon as old Merlin died, the chess pieces he had planted before all played according to his order, and some of them were better than he expected - for example, Mendel not only killed Yarime, but also abolished Li Zheng by the way, and finally killed himself, saving himself from getting in the way, such a big surprise, why can't I be happy?

Why can't I be happy!

Staring at the smiling mage of the same level in front of him, Francis of the main fire system almost didn't hold back the anger in his heart.

It's not because these two are called assistants, but they are actually puppet families. Tribe. Heavy. Minister. Big. Demon. Law. Division.

Francis was "grateful" to his "good cousin" who had never met him a few times!"

At this time, he was particularly angry with his father, to be honest, if it weren't for the old fool who listened to old Merlin's fool for a while: what is the treasure of the East, I went around and made a lot of money, all ethnic groups have special products, people are very easy to deceive, take a piece of soap can be exchanged for sapphire......

And then resolutely sent himself to this bird not to, no,

Birds, so big, so many strange birds flying out of the Aryan mountains that can take the whole team of horses away.

In that year, there were still more wild beasts than men on the plain of the Seine, and the king of beasts in the Aryan Mountains could still drink from the moat of the inner city gate today.

If it weren't for the fact that he relied on his family relationship to mobilize the armies of the surrounding provinces to carry out a massive purge of the land within a radius of thousands of kilometers,

It is estimated that the current residents of Aryan City still have to huddle in bomb shelters every day, beware of large pieces of bird droppings falling from the sky and smashing their heads!

These untouchables, it's not natural for them to pay a few poll taxes!

They can have a good life today, they can live in a mansion, drink wine, and soak in chicks.

Those who farm can occasionally enter and exit the Cuihong Building,

Cut down trees into the mountains and don't need to flock with military crossbows to defend against wild beasts,

All of this, all of this,

Who is responsible for the current stability and prosperity of Aryan City?

It's mine!

It's me Francis. Dilante's!

His dead ghost Merlin's mouth full of benevolence and morality coaxed the people, wasn't it for the throne of the city lord under his ass?

His father shouldn't have pretended to give up the position of city lord to someone with a foreign surname, he didn't know that he was not raising an obedient puppet fool, but a scheming conspirator, a white-eyed wolf who raised obscurity!

The Dilante family kept the clean archway of chastity in the capital's magnates,

I, who was a son, fought with old Merlin for twenty years!

"We are serious businessmen, we are not here to grab turf!

We brought new farming techniques to the barbarians of the Far East.

Teach them to farm,

Help their children to read and write,

Civilize their civilization,

Shine the glory of the Ovi Empire to a farther place!" In the social circle of the powerful in the capital, the relatives of the Dilant family held a goblet in one hand and a newly acquainted courtesan in the other, boasting about the family's holiness and elevating their own conduct.

They don't know how many brain cells the family has died for this ruined city that is only a hundred and ten kilometers away.

How much effort did he put into transforming a post station where merchants used to drink horses and rest their feet into a "bright pearl" on today's extreme eastern frontier.

Who was the founder of Aryan City?

It's me!

Who is the person who should be most admired by the well-fed people?

It's me Francis. Dilant!

For twenty years, the eldest grandson of my dignified Dilante family has endured for twenty years in the bitter cold land of the extreme east, and he has not even been present when his father died, and he has even lost his identity as the heir of the family who has been away from the power center of the imperial capital for many years, and has watched his cousin become the patriarch.

I, Francis. Dilante, Morganda. Dilant's grandson, Lancelot. The son of Durant prefers to be the eastern clerk of the ****** family in this broken city with no conscience!

"Yes, sir, what do you think, is there anything bothering?"

Ankara looked strangely at Francis, whose brows were furrowed and her face was distorted, interrupting the fire archmage's interpretation of resentment at an inopportune time.

Francis glared at him fiercely, and if his vision could have killed him, Ankara would have been burned to ashes by raging fire.

"Lolita is dead. Francis squeezed a few words out between his teeth.

"Hmm, when?" Ankara changed color, completely deprived of the playful and presumptuous attitude she had before.

Francis was very happy to see this effect, and he stepped harder: "The good apprentice you taught, give me the chain at a critical time!"

Ankara ignored Francis's reprimand: "When did you die, and how?"

Ankara's fingertips on her knees flashed, Lolita was his most beloved apprentice, extremely talented, and Ben pointed to her to pass on his mantle. More than ten years of hard work has become a dead man?

Francis restrained his flirtatious attitude, and twenty years of sharp political games are enough to force a drunken gentleman into a politician who plays tricks on power.

"Just when you first came in. The index mark that Cavendi had placed on her was broken.

How? Should I be angry?" Francis, in turn, asked Ankara.

Ankara was so hard that he wanted to be angry but couldn't find a reason, he also knew that since Lolita was dead, then her mission must not be completed, and if Francis wanted to be held accountable at this time, he could not shirk it.

However, when the descendant disciple died, how did you make Ankara endure this breath?

"Who killed him?" Ankara did not answer Francis's question. The Great Magician of the Thunder Department is now in no mood to play the game of "who is responsible" with the future city lord.

Francis was stunned, he didn't expect Ankara to be so popular, and he wanted to take the opportunity to mock him and see what he could say, but looking at Ankara's crazy expression of "If you don't hand over the murderer to me with a thousand cuts, I will have to bite whomever I want".

Francis felt that it was appropriate to direct this "thunder fire" to the enemy.

This is called making the most of things,

This is called saving electricity.

Thinking about it, Francis blurted out: "Who else? can't even solve a few ruffians, I think this Lolita is spoiled by you." ”

"Is it Lin Feihu?!" Ankara gritted her teeth.

"Hey, don't be impulsive, why do I think you are more like you are learning fire magic than me?" Seeing Ankara's anger, Francis felt much calmer, not in a hurry, he felt that the best situation was that Lin Feihu and Lolita died together.

Only Lolita is second best if she dies, because gangsters are just gangsters at all times.

Mages don't have to be, maybe one day they will be struck by lightning and become even more awesome mages than her bastard master.

"I'm just such an apprentice, she's dead now!

Why don't you tell me to be impulsive!"

Ankara shouted and stood up with a pat on the thigh: "I will go in person, I will meet this high-ranking samurai and avenge my poor disciple!"

"Hey, hey, don't ......" Francis hurriedly grabbed him and stroked his back to make him sit back: "Ankara, you are my hole card, isn't it inappropriate to expose it to the outside at this time?"

"What are you afraid of! We have already sent out several soldiers and horses, and in a few hours Ya Annie's head will be placed in a tray and given to you, I want to kill someone now! Don't stop me!"

Francis is one head and two big, this guy usually seems to be very urban, how can he make a mess and can't pull eight cows?

Ankara wouldn't tell him that in fact, he sent his close disciple Lolita to exterminate the opposition forces of the Black Tiger Hall, not to unify the Aryan City gang.

It is impossible for a great magician to come all the way just to help Francis and a warlord.

He was there to collect three treasures,

I only recently learned from various information,

Then one of them should be hidden in the Black Tiger Hall!

This thing is very important, in order to avoid the leakage of information, extraneous branches,

He just sent a disciple who was an intermediate magician, just to hide people's eyes and ears, so that people with hearts such as Francis and others should not think too much, especially not to associate that treasure with the Black Tiger Hall.

Who knows!

This girl has her own true heritage, she is well-behaved and reliable on weekdays, and in order to prevent accidents, she also equipped her with more than a dozen expensive magic weapons and sent her brigade of people.

How could it be planted in the hands of a bunch of ruffians!

According to Ankara's original plan, these magic weapons were used at the same time, and the overwhelming lava bombing also buried the high-level warrior Lin Feihu alive in the tunnel.

But now is not the time to complain about Lolita's incompetence, and the person who did the wrong thing has already taken his life and admitted his mistake.

But Ankara is more concerned about the fate of the treasure than the life of an apprentice.

He was now eager to go out and complete Lolita's unfinished mission and take the haunting treasure into his pocket.

"I'm going to level the Black Tiger Hall now!" Ankara was so aggressive that electric light erupted all over his body.

Francis said in his heart, I also want to level the Black Tiger Hall, and said: "You can go if you want, but it's definitely not now, this rabble was opened out of the hidden hiding place by so many of us today, and now that Lolita is dead, it is estimated that our internal should also be exposed."

These rat guys must have gotten into some kind of room and hid in some way. If you want to find them again...... "Francis still felt very sorry, he pretended to pick up the Fox's Iron Claw Gang, this is the second time to launch a surprise attack on the Black Tiger Hall, the largest gang in Aryan City, but every well-planned culling operation has been inexplicably disrupted.

Last time, there was a Zhan Bo who was not afraid of death blocking the way, and the fox was afraid that he would be blamed for not killing Lin Feihu, so he took the deputy hall master Zhan Bo and picked his skin to please himself.

What is the reason for this time?

Francis hadn't figured it out yet, so he had to comfort Ankara and said: "We have to think about the matter of the Black Tiger Hall in the long run, and I promise that as long as there is news of those ruffians, I will definitely inform you immediately." ”

Ankara looked at Francis silently, obviously, he also felt that Francis was telling the truth, even if he went to erase the headquarters of the Black Tiger Hall from the map now, it would be useless.

If you have a treasure at home, you can't take it with you when you run away?

It's still a long-term view.

Seeing that Ankara had finally quieted down and the thunder on his body had ceased to shine, Francis knew that he had been persuaded by himself.

"It's nothing, the apprentice can take it again, rejoice! Today is a very important day, and after tonight, the whole Aryan city will be ours. What is the largest gang in Aryan City, what can a rabble of rabble stir up? When the time comes, it will not be a matter of eradicating them?"

"Well," Ankara only agreed, already thinking about how to exclude Francis's men in the next operation against the Black Tiger Hall,

At that time, how can I force Lin Feihu, who was captured alive by myself, to hand over the kamikaze?

How can you take the baby out of the city without knowing it?

How can I use the kamikaze to cross that magical realm,

And......

How can I collect three treasures and command the world, only me!