113. Kobold Strategist 1
There is less than half an hour left before the agreed time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Gray Fang hurried back to the dormitory, Listan had already prepared, and he also started to knock out the imposter in the toilet.
Gray Fang watched him collapse on the edge of the toilet, his legs shaking unconsciously like a psychopath who had taken the wrong medicine.
But judging from the video just now, he is really a psychopath.
"Wait a minute, didn't you make a truth potion?"
"Do you think that the elixir is made by Balabala to tell the truth?"
"Or else?"
"It can only make you think of something, but the brain will say it immediately, the whole person is okay, it is absolutely not possible to investigate the case, or in this world, what do you have to inspect...... Moreover, I only made one serving of one. ā
"Then you just used it and you didn't take it out?"
"I just want to have fun, and the good stuff is going to be saved for last...... In fact, I have a perfect plan in mind, and I feel that winning is not enough, think about it...... Fah had run away, and if he hadn't run, he would have been able to say a few words, like--I admit defeat, I've been conquered by you...... That's the feeling of a king, right? What do you think I'm doing with this thing, I just want a loser to tell what he thought about at that moment, so you have to win. ā
Listan simply knew Gray Fang too well, and all he wanted was this feeling.
Think of William conceding defeat in front of everyone, from the inside out, completely convinced of you.
You must know that most of the time, even if you lose, you admire it in your heart, but it is impossible to admit it with your mouth.
It's so enjoyable!
Li Stan is simply a BUFF on the road of gray teeth, he doesn't have to say anything, Li Stan himself got these points, and secretly planned for a long time to do maintenance in the rear.
There is such a dog-headed military division, although it is not normal, but there is still a need to worry?
However, the gray fangs couldn't show too much, and he stretched out his leg and kicked the person by the toilet twice: "I think you're playing too much, I want the effect that he stays awake, sits there honestly and says it clearly, you just make a spell." ā
Li Stan rolled his eyes: "You just have your big dreams in the Spring and Autumn Period, if I didn't find a way to scare him, would he tell the truth?" Do you think that magic is omnipotent, and that it is absolutely impossible to mentally manipulate a person? ā
Hearing him say this, Gray Fang felt a little surprised, in his opinion, magic is indeed a kind of omnipotent thing, what is the moment to stitch up the wound, and transfer people to other places out of thin air.
But it makes sense to think about it, if magic can really control people's wills, then the world is now up to the mage.
Li Stan can guess his thoughts now, and hurriedly added: "Don't expect too much, magic originally needs spars to drive, this energy is not renewable, once it is depleted, there will be no mages in the world for a long time, no matter how powerful a person is, he will use magic to a limited extent, I believe you have found out, no one in the entire courtyard flies around casually, right?" ā
"I thought it was because the hedron was too expensive to buy."
"It's just one reason, as a mage, you're consuming yourself, and if you reach the limit, you're going to be turned into a piece of wood...... Think about it, and advance your activity for the next few decades. ā
Greyfang thought of the archmage first, thinking that he was so powerful, and on the other hand, his face was wrinkled, like a caterpillar, curled up motionless in his clothes.
"It's good for you, I don't know what kind of crooked way you use, it's like me, I'm spending my life to help you!" Listan said as he hid himself with an invisibility charm, and Greyfang heard a shaking sound of liquid, "When do it, you say it." ā
Grayfang smirked and waved his hand, pretending not to care: "Oops...... Feel free to do so, I just have to win him! ā
Listan's voice sounded from above the toilet: "Huh...... Load! ā
The two of them left the dormitory silently, and the gray fangs were looking around all the way, because if Listan didn't speak, he didn't know where the others were, in case he fell ill again and lost himself.
The North Gate Square is an open field, and there are already many people around.
There were two chairs in the middle of the crowd, and at the end of the crowd sat William, who had arrived first.
However, the atmosphere on the field was very strange, most people supported Willian, and stood behind him, and the rest of the wavering or watching the excitement stood in the middle.
When Greyfang sat down, he used the tips of his toes as a line, and there was no one behind him.
It's a bit too much!
But Gray Fang doesn't matter, his dog-headed military advisor Li Stan, is still standing behind him!
As a result, Listan's voice lay behind his ear and said softly: "I'll go to the opposite side and stand in advance, otherwise there will be too many people to squeeze in for a while, you can work hard yourself!" ā
Gray Fang's face darkened, and he felt a gust of wind pass, and Listan really left him behind.
But his face was seen by the other party, and he thought he was pretending to be a god, and immediately burst into a boo.
After so many years, Gray Fang saw William again.
He wasn't very long, maybe a head shorter than Gray Fang, fatter than when he was a child, at least his neck was invisible.
The upper body wears a velvet shirt with a dark pattern embroidered with silver thread at the neckline.
Obviously, the tailor of Alva's family is more powerful, he looks quite fitted, covers all the shortcomings, and can also show the thickness of the upper limbs and chest muscles.
Black trousers, Braque handmade leather shoes, he put one leg on the other, the sole of the shoe is almost dusty, and a pair of wind wings can be faintly seen.
Created by a master craftsman named Chuck, the finest leather is selected and then hand-crafted to remove excess impurities from the surface of the leather, then coloured by a special cream process and baked at a low temperature for a long time to ensure absorption and lock in the colour.
The advantage of these shoes is that they create more space for comfort and are so resistant that they don't even have lines.
Naturally, this is all something that Gray Fang once was familiar with.
And just as Gray Fang was looking at William, the other party was also looking at him.
Gray Fang also wears a white shirt, which is not very new, but it is delicate and neat.
In William's opinion, ordinary people would not plan too much about this kind of thing, but the gray fangs are different, and they fit unexpectedly.
I saw him sitting in the chair, his back straight, but it gave people a sense of comfort that he was relaxing, his feet were on the ground, and his posture was quite natural, without timidity, nor did he give people a sense of oppression, like a general who maintained defense.
Especially his eyes, William looked at him, he didn't shy away, even if he didn't look at him, his interrogative eyes have been oppressing you.
William couldn't help but put his legs down.
This person is really inconspicuous, but it is impressive, it is rare for him to come all the way to see him, and he did not disappoint.
Someone next to William bent down, the one who helped him post before: "It's him!" ā