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Two crescents, one large and one small, hang relative to each other in the sky.

Merlin's movements were extremely fast, Borg couldn't stop it at all, his actions were deliberate, he had been preparing for a long time, and instantly rushed into George's side, Borg He was also prepared, Merlin moved, he couldn't stop it, but Borg punched out directly, Merlin grabbed George, and it was a roll, a stunt; Donkey rolling was used by him.

The ground was dented, and Borg smashed a punch into a fist hole, and if this blow hit his body, with Merlin's small physique, he would be crippled if he didn't die.

He grabbed George's neck with one hand and threatened Borg who was about to rush; "Don't move,"

The movement of Borg's burly body came to an abrupt halt, and George was held in Merlin's hands, already declaring Merlin invincible.

Looking at the motionless Borg, Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, he directly spat a mouthful of spit with weeds, just a donkey rolling, but let him eat a mouthful of grass.

Merlin took out the dagger in George's arms, and finally put George's money bag directly into his arms, and then said politely to the dark area;

"After watching the play for so long, it's time for you to come out, Mr. Marseille,"

Merlin and George clashed, George's screams attracted Borg to come is normal, Borg is in charge of patrolling today, but George then shouted brainlessly, Marseille as a convoy team If he didn't know, he would be too incompetent, it was impossible to be appointed as the captain of the convoy by the Dalaran Junior Academy of Magic, especially the light brain had already scanned Marseille's arrival, otherwise Merlin, who was safety-oriented, would have fled a long time ago, and would never entangle with Borg, he entangled with Borg because he thought he was not in danger, So verify your strength,

After all, this Marseille can be used as the captain of the escort team to protect their nobleman, he is likely to be a real warrior, even if not, the attribute value of more than 1 also makes Merlin extremely relieved.

Over the past few days, Merlin has sorted out and received all the memories in his mind, and has continued to collect relevant information and compare the information in his brain.

He knew the general division of strength, warrior, thief, paladin, hunter, mage, warlock, shaman, druid........... There are many professions that are sprinkled around, and this is not the key, the key point is that basic professions such as warriors and hunters seem to be basic but it is extremely difficult to really get started, which is not only reflected in warriors and hunters, but also other mages and so on.

Similar to Borg, he is a warrior, with strong strength and physique, and weak other attributes, but he is not a real warrior, because he does not understand the mystery of a warrior, anger!

Only when you comprehend the anger can you be considered a real warrior, this hurdle, I don't know how many people are stuck, there is only one person in the entire escort team, Marseille is suspected to be a real warrior, and the other guards are not.

A warrior who truly understands anger is a rare treasure of the human race, and they can join the nobility to obtain canonization, become a knight, obtain a manor, and become a quasi-nobleman from the civilian level.

These are the two levels that Merlin has mastered, but because of the lack of relevant data, it is impossible to determine exactly what the data is.

There was silence all around, no one at all, it was Merlin who was mistaken,

Seeing this, Merlin directly pressed one hand around George's neck, and as the neck was tightened, George felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he shouted loudly directly, and the words begging for mercy kept coming out of George's mouth.

"Stop," Borg cried out in panic as he saw Merlin's movements, George was his everything.

"There is no ordinary person from the Minahir family,"

"Even if it's a side branch," Marseille strode out of the darkness, his eyes calm, and he walked over to Borg in a few steps.

Seeing Marseille arrive, Borg showed a panicked look, he was just about to explain, but Marseille's movements were faster, a slap directly slapped Borg's face, blood flowed out of the corners of Borg's mouth, and bloody marks appeared on Borg's face, Borg's words just now, he swallowed it immediately, his eyes were annoyed, but he didn't move, snapped, and slapped again, a yellow tooth mixed with blood, and was directly spit out by Borg.

"These two slaps are to tell you that the affairs of the nobility are not something you can participate in,"

Merlin sneered, he looked at Marseille's performance, extremely dissatisfied, this one had already come, but he had not appeared, he said in a natural unfriendly tone; "You just heard that this George is going to kill me,"

"Just two slaps, I want to solve the matter, it's impossible,"

The conflict between Merlin and George, it doesn't matter how the two of them fight as long as they don't die, even if George shouts to kill him, but this Borg shot is different, and everything has changed its meaning.

"Of course it can't be," Marseille nodded directly and admitted, he directly kicked Borg to the ground, with Borg's physical strength, he was like a baby in front of Marseille, and he didn't have any power to fight back at all, and slapped Borg on the head, directly knocking Borg unconscious.

"From now on he will be your Merlin's slave,"

"George, your opinion?" Marseille said to George, and Merlin had already let go of the arms around George's neck.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, George did not hesitate, he responded directly, he knew that he had no choice, at this moment he had woken up from his anger, what he was most afraid of was extraneous branches, and it was extremely worthwhile to pay a Borg to solve the matter.

"What about you, Merlin?"

"The formalities are going to be complete, I don't want to get into trouble?"

"Of course, with George's cooperation, he can be convicted of a crime at will, and he will be directly reduced to a slave," Marseille appeared to be extremely sophisticated, as if he had done this more than once.

"Borrell takes George back, and this thing is over," with Marseille's words, a faint ripple appeared in front of Merlin, like the water waves on the surface of the lake, and a thin man with stubble appeared in front of Merlin, his appearance was so sudden, Merlin was unprepared, a man with a slightly larger head appeared in front of him, he grabbed George, and left directly.

Only Merlin watched him go in amazement, and Marseille turned away, his words ringing in Merlin's ears; "I don't know what Old Merlin thinks, he actually asked you to learn magic,"

"Wasted your talent,"