"Elder Brent, what's wrong? How did you get beaten like this? ”

"Yes, it looks like being smashed in the face with a chair, but with Elder Brent's strength, how could someone be hit in the face with a chair?"

"Could it be because Elder Brent usually likes to do things to the female magician, and then someone plotted to retaliate?"

"I deserve it, I want to take a chair and slap this old pervert in the face!"

Seeing Brent being beaten like this, all the magicians were surprised, but they were even more gloating, and there were also some resentful curses of female magicians.

"This face punch is really the essence, and it brings out all my breath together." Crassus looked at Brent's face in amazement, in a happy mood.

Everyone was talking about it, and Brent woke up, and his knee-jerk reaction after seeing Amy made the entire first floor of the Mage Tower quiet.

The magicians looked at Amy, who was holding McGonagall's hand, with a look of incredulity, could it be that Lord Brent looked like this, and Amy beat him?

You must know that Brent is a tenth-level great magician!

No matter how talented Amy is, she is only a fifth-level magician, and the gap between her and the great magician is tantamount to a chasm.

Cora, who came downstairs in a depressed mood, was also stunned when she saw this scene, if even Uncle Brent was beaten like this little bit, then what kind of gap is there between them?

"Little Amy, did you really beat this dead fat man?" Crassus looked at Amy with some surprise and asked, not at all blaming, but with some anticipation.

Richard glanced at Amy, his brows were already furrowed, there are only a handful of people in this world who can beat Brent in the mage tower without being discovered by him, but obviously this half-elf imp is not included, and said coldly: "Brent, what the hell is going on?!" ”

Brent, who was holding his head and his eyes closed, shuddered for a while, raised his eyes and looked at Richard and the magicians around him, only then did he realize that he was no longer in the dark room, and he let out a breath, and sat down on the ground like a puddle of mud, looking at Richard with some weakness and said, "That woman...... That woman came to Luodu, and she ......"

"Shut up." A dangerous glint flashed in Richard's eyes, interrupting Brent's words and turning to Amy, "What does this have to do with her?" ”

Brent realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, shrunk his head, looked at Amy, and his mind flashed the image of her holding up a chair and then slapping him in the face, and her voice became a little sharp: "This little ghost hit me, slapped me in the face with a chair." ”

"No, I didn't, you're talking nonsense." Amy shook her head, threw out the standard negative triad, and then said with a look of grievance: "It's just a passing elf, this fat grandfather is afraid that he will be beaten stupid, right?" ”

Compared with Brent, who is swollen into a pig's face, Amy's words are obviously more convincing, who would believe that such a cute little Lori would carry a chair to shoot people?

Moreover, the elder of the dignified mage tower, the tenth-level great magician, actually said that he was knocked out by a little girl who was less than four years old with a chair?

This is a blatant frame-up!

The mood of the mages has become a little angry, the mage tower can lose to others, but it still has to be faced, Brent's behavior is simply discrediting the mage tower, and it is the most brainless kind.

"Alright, Brent, I'm telling you to drink less, it looks like you've drunk a lot more this morning, and you've messed yourself up." Richard's face was also a little unsightly, and he looked at Roy who was standing aside and said, "Help him back to rest." ”

"I ......" Brent opened his mouth, but the words behind him were frightened back by a sharp look from Richard, and the grievances in his stomach could only be swallowed in his stomach, and he glanced at Crassus who was standing aside, and felt his heart cold, and suddenly thought of who this half-elf imp was, and the apprentice that Crassus received was not exactly a half-elf imp who was less than four years old!

"But......" Roy had something to say, he found Brent unconscious in the corner of the wall in the dark room, and there were wood chips and broken wooden chairs beside him, such a scene did not look like he fell drunk and fell, but after seeing Richard's face, he swallowed back the words behind him, and led the two magicians to carry Brent again and prepare to leave.

Amy looked up at McGonagall with a small smug smile.

McGonagall also smiled and touched her hair, the little one is really a clever little ghost, and he has begun to know how to use it to his advantage.

"I didn't expect Lord Brent to be such a person, is it because that little girl won Hank before, so he deliberately wanted to frame her?"

"Yes, I heard that Hank used sealing magic in the duel, but he was defeated head-on by her, and was later deposed by Master Crassus, and he deserved it, but I didn't expect Brent to want to avenge him?"

"Sure enough, it is a master and apprentice, and they are all a virtue."

The magicians looked at McGonagall with some disgust, and whispered, and their evil feelings for Brent suddenly exploded, and they all exploded at once.

"Wait."

At this moment, Crassus, who had not spoken, spoke, walked forward with a smile, looked at Brent lying on the stretcher, looked at his face left and right, and said in amazement: "There are few people in this world who can use a chair to make such a beautiful appearance, like a work of art, and there is no room for me to start, but it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Brent, who was lying on the stretcher, was obviously trembling, cold sweat slipped down his forehead, endured the pain, and forcibly squeezed out a little smile, "Lord Crassus, I heard that you were coming, and I rushed downstairs, and I accidentally fell, and I didn't come to greet you at the first time, and I hope you Haihan, Hai...... Ahh......hhh Pain hurts pain ......"

"Pain? I see that your skin is quite thick-skinned, almost comparable to the city wall of Luodu, it will hurt if you pinch it lightly? Crassus picked up a chunk of Brent's flesh and twisted it to the side, smiling.

Brent's face was white, his face was covered with cold sweat, and he almost fainted, but he had to force himself to squeeze out a smile and say in a crying voice: "No...... It doesn't hurt ......."

"It doesn't hurt? Do you think I'm too old and have no strength? Crassus's hand was a little harder, and his already swollen face was twisted almost out of shape.

"Ahhh!!h

Brent's shrill wail resounded throughout the mage tower.

"Enough! Crassus, this is the Mage's Tower, not a place for you to go wild! Richard raised his hand, and a large blue hand made of condensed water grabbed Crassus's hand.

"Noise." With a wave of his hand, Crassus slapped the menacing hand away, and then slapped a backhand in the face of the wailing and screaming Brent.

The screaming stopped abruptly, and Brent lay on the stretcher with his head tilted and fell unconscious again.

Crassus turned to look at Richard and sneered, "Duel, the last one." ”