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Cracking sound.

This is the sound of Yuan Huang's dream of becoming a generation of super archmages shattered. Crumbled to the point that only the scum remained.

The reason was to destroy the last vestige of faith in his heart—the tiny piece of iron pinched at the tip of his finger.

It's called "Bullet".

Why is this happening? It's all because of Yuan Huang's damn momentary guilt.

After he left the medical area to arrange for Mobian to go out to collect medicine, he suddenly returned to the medical area driven by a sense of guilt. Maybe you want to confirm whether Hongyang Minbo is okay? Maybe she wanted to understand why she deliberately angered herself again and again? Maybe just want to apologize?

Anyway, let's see her first.

After opening the door, the first thing I saw was Hongyang Minbo, who was already unharmed, was exactly the same figure as before, and smiled back at him, as if the previous unpleasantness had not happened at all. Except for the blood that still remained on the ground.

He couldn't understand the woman more and more. There are many mysteries on his body......

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say it for a while.

"Huh? What are you holding in your hands? ”

"Is that what your lord is talking about?" Hongyang Minbo handed the small piece of iron pinched by his fingertips to Yuan Huang's palm, and said with a smile, "You just told me that this is called a 'bullet'. This bullet had just pierced my abdomen, rested on the back of my clothes, and landed inside. ”

Bullet?

What's that?

Yuan Huang stared at the gadget in his hand—it seemed to be iron that was harder than usual, only the size of a knuckle, badly deformed from the violent impact, and couldn't see what shape it was supposed to be.

…… Shot out of the magnetic rail micro-punch?

No

cannot

Impossible, right?

Haha, how is that possible...... Isn't that the same as... And......!

"These are the three bullets from before." Hongyang Minbo respectfully returned all the remaining bullets to Yuan Huang and smiled, "It's really magical." ”

……

Yuan Huang's whole person was stupid, and he felt like the world was spinning.

For Hongyang Minbo, these bullets are just powered by a new and unknown gold magic and fly out, which is undoubtedly magic. The Elemental Continent is very vast, with an area ten times the size of the Starfall Continent. Among them, the major ethnic groups are at odds with each other and rarely have dealings. Hongyang Minbo doesn't understand the magic of gold.

But Yuanhuang is different. The Jin Clan is the most closely interacted elemental nation in the Starfall Continent. There is no such thing as the magic of firing small pieces of iron with a magic staff, especially if it is so powerful.

Isn't this the same as ...... The bolts are exactly the same!

Yuan Huang's eyes darkened, and he staggered back a few steps.

The sky is falling apart.

- That's what he was in at the moment.

He is not stupid, he has been in contact with celestial magic for so long, of course he has some doubts, but because he has nothing, he is unwilling to face it, believe it, and admit it from the bottom of his heart - celestial magic is not magic at all, science is not magic at all, and these short staff are not magic short staff at all!

…… Just a war crossbow. A very bad crossbow. It's just a crossbow that spews out electricity and fire!

Cracking sound.

His dream of hugging Sister Bed's thigh and quickly becoming a generation of super archmages was shattered.

The words "Karakura", "Volander's civilization", "biochemistry", "spaceship", and "firearms and weapons" swirled quickly in Yuan Huang's mind and connected into a line, pointing to despair. He remembered the unintentional words of the bed sister and the other five coolies...... Completely awakened.

Science is not magic.

No......

You can't become an archmage by relying on science. Never.

By the time Yuan Huang noticed the salty taste that had quietly spread in his mouth, a teardrop had rolled down the inside of the mask to the corner of his mouth. His mood at the moment can no longer be described simply by the word despair.

"Your Excellency...... Are you alright? ”

"It's okay, you can rest more." Yuan Huang turned around to leave, and added, "You have to listen to "me" and treat on time, you know?" ”

Without waiting for Hongyang Minbo to respond, Yuan Huang left the medical area as if he had fled.

Ignoring Gran's greetings.

fled into his bedroom.

Curl up.

What to do? Where do I go from here? Falsely claiming that the prophet is not dead, I can no longer apprentice. With my ability, at most, I can blend into the town, and I won't be able to enter the mage association in the royal city. I'm now blocked in mana. In a fit of rage, he killed a mercenary in a big city, I'm afraid that some nobleman is now offering me a reward, right? And the temple snake won't let me go.

Take off your mask and leave the country, right? Stealing these firearms can be assured. And then what to do? Seek medical treatment everywhere in search of an antidote to the demonic poison?

You won't end up going to the New World to kneel down and beg King Daxian for an antidote...... Will Xiao Yuxiang's father know about the antidote? But the poison was given to the prophet by King Daxian.

Damn!

I'm ......!

I just want to be an archmage, why does God have to play with me like this?

Thinking of this, Yuan Huang jumped up from the bed and regained his strength. He immediately took out all the guns in the locker and carried them on his back.

"If it's going in the wrong direction, stopping and moving on is progress." Science and Sister Bed can't help him become a real archmage at all, they will only delay time and drift away from him. Yuan Huang decided to immediately abscond with the money, stealing everything he could take with him on the spaceship - guns, jumpsuits, cloaks, masks, first aid injections, and thousands of gold coins from the Prophet.

Go to the doctor!

Let's detoxify first!

Let's go! These things are even compensation for Sister Bed's deception of him, that's right!

"Sister bed, I have something urgent to leave and come back soon." Yuan Huang was ready to go, and his attitude was resolute, "By the way, I'll go find the third artifact fragment, huh!" ”

"Thank you Yuanhuang, it's really my luck to have you as the acting captain. Please walk slowly. ”

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Huang was stunned.

"Lucky?"

"Yes. In my file, humans are mostly selfish creatures, but you are very kind. He doesn't fight back in the face of attacks on you, and he is magnanimous in the face of his deputy who repeatedly rams you. Put your precious artifact fragments to work on me. The first time was to prioritize the shift of location without being discovered by the locals. The second time was also to treat people who had never known each other. Sister Bed paused, "I'm lucky that the first person to come is you." ”

……

Yuan Huang had mixed feelings and couldn't say a word.

He just lowered his head slightly, raised his left hand, and signaled to receive it.

He, the man who defected from the expectations of his bed sister, really had nothing to say. Dreams are a selfish thorny path that requires abandoning everyone and doing it all for yourself. Even though these guns are infinitely powerful, they have nothing to do with him becoming an archmage. There are many kinds of powers, the god of war who swept thousands of armies, the king of Nie Zhen, and the rich man who controls the world, but Yuan Huang is not interested in these - after all, he is not a mage.

He couldn't remember why he had been so attached to the Archmage, since he was very young.

Let's go, there's no reason to stay.

But when Yuan Huang walked out of the bedroom with all his belongings, he bumped into Gran, who was respectfully guarding the door.

She bowed slightly.

He waved his hand, all as a plain greeting.

"Lord Yuhan Bed, there are a lot of guests outside who want to see you." After that, she quietly glanced at the many firearms on Yuan Huang's body, and added, "It's worthy of an adult, seeing you like this, I'm afraid you already know about it, right?" ”

"That's right."

Know a fart. The mistake of casually lying has been done again. "But I'd like to hear you explain the situation."

"Yes." Gran replied, "Mobian was ordered to go out to collect medicine just now, and on the way back, he found that the vicinity of the palace entrance was surrounded by troops. The visitor does not appear to be hostile, and has the flag and coat of arms characteristic of the nobility. They want to visit you. ”

"The army? Who? Yuan Huang's heart immediately had the word "slot" flying by. Who would bring an army to this secluded valley in the middle of the barren mountains without hostility?

"I've been waiting here since I heard that, and I haven't seen those coats of arms with my own eyes, so please forgive me. However, Mobian and the others were outside, and he had already informed the guests, "Lord Rain Culvert is resting, please wait." The visitor has been waiting for a long time. ”

Ha? Waiting a long time? Wouldn't it anger the other party even more!

"Why don't you call me?"

Gran suddenly revealed...... It can be called a sly smile: "It's the subordinates who are stupid, please forgive me." But unapologetically.