Peter Fasha...... I think you seem to be Birdlaire's apprentice, don't you?"

Looking at Peter, who was standing in front of him with his hands behind his back and cowering, and still with a baby face, Verlot Bellini, who was holding his forehead and desperately reminiscing, finally remembered his identity and frowned: "Why don't you go to my mentor and come to my laboratory?"

"Thank you for remembering me, but I've finished my studies under Mentor Birdlaire, and I'm a real wizard rather than an apprentice under Mentor. ”

Peter Fasa, whose expression was a little nervous, smiled timidly, and his eyes kept looking at this "laboratory" - the silver-plated octagonal chandelier hung from the ceiling, the velvet carpet was so soft that it didn't even make a sound when stepping on it, and the Nanmu bookcases on both sides still exuded a faint fragrance, and each book was brand new as if it had been waxed.

And, of course, a desk made of black walnut, a sterling silver candlestick and a briar pipe next to the tobacco box, a granite fireplace with two paintings and a pair of clear glass barware, and a bottle of Ebotton's specialty rosé.

Overall, this room was more like a study of extravagance than a wizard's laboratory - Peter Fasa had the pleasure of visiting Master Freswalker's laboratory, and compared to Verllo Bellini, it was like a beggar's shack south of the city.

"Be your mentor for one day and be your mentor for life, that's the rule of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower. Every time he spoke of this, Verllo Bellini's face would show a little smugness - whether it was Badrair or some other wizard, as long as there was Aalto's genius apprentice, they would not dare to show the slightest disdain in front of them.

"So...... Peter Fasha, Birdlaire's apprentice, what the hell are you here for?"

"Well, that's right!" Peter nodded quickly, "Just about half a day ago, Ain Rand begged me to ask you about something......

"Ain Rand?!"

Verlow almost jumped out of his chair at the sound of the name. Vansteno, who went from the audit review to the Crutch Gang, was even forced by his own apprentice to apologize to this damn hillbilly...... He remembered it clearly every time.

Even in the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, even that bastard of Birdlaire has never humiliated himself again and again like this hillbilly named Ain Rand, just thinking of that face makes him grit his teeth, and he wants to tear him to shreds with his own hands!

Even if he knew in his heart that he couldn't do it at all.

It had only been a few minutes since he had received word from several of his apprentices that the hillbilly of Lothair had suddenly disappeared and was not in his lab at all. This left Verllow Bellini ecstatic.

He really had something to do with the Crutch Gang in Gutter Alley, otherwise why would he leave in a hurry - he would never have imagined what kind of gift Aalto had prepared for him in Gutter Alley!

But listen to Peter Fasha's tone...... This guy doesn't seem to be going to Gutter Alley, and was going to ask himself a few questions?

"Do you know where he went?"

Looking at Verlo's excited appearance, Peter nodded slightly with some "fear": "We have made an appointment to meet in the tavern outside the academy in the evening, and before that, he will go to Freswalker Manor first, it is said that he is looking for something with the master." ”

Freiswalker Manor, where is he going, what is he doing? Verlow was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly thought of a possibility.

Damn, this little thing really saw through Aalto's plan, he didn't plan to go to Gutter Alley to die or stay in the wizard's tower to die, but wanted to join Master Freswalk!

With one of the twelve elders of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower vouching for him, it would be difficult for the Bellini family to convict him of the influence of the Liberty Council, not to mention that Master Freswalker was also a member of the Liberty Council.

He must not be allowed to reach Freswalker Manor, he must be stopped before then!

"When the hell did he leave?!"

"It was, just a quarter of an hour ago, that I saw him leave. The sudden upsurge of Verllo Bellini startled Peter, and he almost showed his stuff: "He is on horseback, and he must be about to reach the city gate." ”

Although I guessed that Verlot would definitely react, I didn't expect it to be so strong that a lot of rhetoric that had been prepared was all invalidated.

How much did he hate that black-haired wizard?

"Come with me, we'll go and stop him now!" Suddenly getting up from his chair, Verlot, who saw Peter Fasha's shocked face, immediately understood that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly added two sentences:

"I—I mean...... Whatever Ain Rand hath all his questions, since he plans to ask me, he shouldn't bother Master Freiswalker anymore - not to mention that the master is so busy with his studies, and as a member of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, it is my honor to be able to share his worries!"

"You are such a good and good man, Your Excellency Verllo Bellini. ”

Peter Fasha, who was smiling and complimenting Verlot, bowed his head, a hint of murderous intent flashed in the corner of his eye.

.................. "Boom ——!!!!"

With a roar, blocking the front of the mercenary group, an old wooden house on the highest level of the entire Gutter Lane collapsed in the flames, turning into a pile of burning ruins.

The mercenary leader's purpose is obvious - without this vantage point and cover, the dark-haired wizard will have twice the difficulty of hiding, and the rest of the body will only have to drive him out from alley to alley.

"There's no hiding place for this damn rat, everyone get ready!The crossbowmen block the perimeter, and the rest continue to advance!" The mercenary leader ordered loudly with a wave of the long sword in his hand, and did not forget to put on his helmet to beware of the hidden arrows:

"Kill the culprit of the Gutter Alley Cane Gang in a quarter of an hour! Again, life or death - cut off his head, you miscellaneous people will never have to worry about eating and drinking again in this life, do you hear?!"

He was answered by a uniform shout and a pair of fiery eyes.

"Attack if you understand!" roared the mercenary leader, "Slaughter that damn black-haired wizard as a livestock!"

As the words fell, a queue of dozens of crossbowmen split up from the center and climbed onto the rooftops on both sides of Gutter Alley, watching from above for blind spots that were invisible to those below, and controlling the remaining vantage points.

The mercenaries with shielded broadswords and the wandering knights wielding knights' swords began to advance towards the alleys on either side - the gutter alleys that had long been cleaned had no obstacles at all.

Next, it's only a matter of time before you catch this damn mouse. The leader of the mercenaries smiled fiercely. Will this guy be able to hide for a quarter of an hour, or a quarter of an hour?

"Here, I found him!"

A crossbowman hiding on the eaves shouted in ecstasy: "Chase, don't let him run! I found him, you all have to testify to me, I found him!"

At the excited shouts of the crossbowman, the nearest mercenaries and wandering knights had already rushed to this side, completing the front and rear wrapping as fast as they could, and the crossbowmen on the roof pointed their crossbows at the open space in the alley.

Oh, how did you find out so quickly?The mercenary leader who sensed the movement showed a little disdain on his face, he originally thought that the other party would be able to resist for a while.

Sure enough, the "looks" of these patrol guards were a bunch of waste snacks, which were simply useless - a whole team of hundreds of people was almost wiped out by a wizard, a shame!

But the black-haired wizard didn't seem to intend to give up resistance, and turned around and fled into the house behind him after the alley was completely occupied.

"Let the brethren get down, and then order the crossbowmen to light that house to me with kerosene!" the sneering mercenary leader waved his hand at the herald, "The battle is over, you can tell the good news to Lord Alto Bellini." ”

"The ......," the herald's expression was a little embarrassed, "Several wandering knights rushed in for the head of the black-haired wizard, and then the crossbowman and the other brothers...... That's a lot of people!"

I shouldn't have told them about the bounty these money-hungry fools!

The angry leader of the mercenaries was just about to roar at the herald, when a red light suddenly flooded into his sight—

"Boom ——!!!!"