Vicious prisoners surrounded Harvey, each with a prey-like banter and cruelty on their faces, this was a prison for prisoners, familiar with the rules of Pokhara prison, and did not mind beating the prisoners who resisted them to death to establish their prestige.

Harvey pursed his lips and chuckled, not thinking of making a personal move on them.

"Boy, what are you laughing at? When I smash your mouth, I'll see if you're still smiling! The muscular man at the head of the group, Lanka, came up to Harvey and grinned hideously.

"Really?" Harvey's face froze, a few strange syllables were accurately and quickly highlighted in his mouth, and when his right hand was stretched out, a white ball of light condensed, and the process was completed in less than 0.5 seconds, and even the strong man standing in front of Harvey had no room for reaction.

Harvey's own physical coordination ability is extraordinary, and the speed of chanting spells is much faster than that of ordinary spellcasters, in addition, Harvey uses the [high-speed chanting] technique that only high-ranking spellcasters will use, this technique usually requires the caster's spirit to guide in advance, recall in his mind the spell model he wants to cast, and then can complete the spell in a very short time.

This technique is also one of the biggest differences that distinguishes the upper caster from the lower caster.

"Spellcaster!?"

When the ball of light appeared in Harvey's hand, the prisoners present were stunned, and a real and illusory term passed through the minds of all the prisoners - spellcaster!

Even the Pokhara Prison, built specifically to hold spellcasters, had not received caster prisoners for many years, and spellcasters were far more noble and mysterious than nobles in the eyes of ordinary people, and Harvey's hand made Lankamon, his face stiff and ugly, and he took a step back, falling into a situation where he was at a loss.

Continuing the provocation you just made to a spellcaster? I don't dare to lend him another hundred dares.

Shot at Harvey? In many folklore, the caster does not have melee combat ability, if Harvey had just cast the spell slowly, Lanka would definitely choose to knock Harvey to the ground, and then completely wipe out the threat of Harvey in the name of "killing people by mistake", and there are only two options after offending a spellcaster, either to be killed by the caster, or only to kill the caster.

However, Harvey had already cast a spell, and no one knew what the ball of light in Harvey's hand was for.

Finally, why didn't Pokhara Prison's vaunted magic array activate!?

"Damn, get out of here, I don't want to be affected by a spellcaster's attack!"

"Lanka has got a hard idea."

"No wonder Klan, the old fritter, has such an attitude, there is a drama to watch, the position of the boss of Pokhara Prison is estimated to change, let's go out first."

There was a commotion, and the prisoners who were about to watch the play fled the workshop in a panic, leaving the prisoners who participated in the beating of Crane with dense sweat on their foreheads, standing still and not knowing how to respond.

"You..." Lanka swallowed.

"Can you give me a moment?" Harvey smiled politely.

The strong man, who was a head taller than Harvey, subconsciously smiled, moved a few steps to the side, and saw that the ball of light in Harvey's hand sank into Crane's body and fell to the ground, and the blood flowing from his head flowed back strangely, healing along with the wound, Crane stood up in confusion, looking at his hands and completely unaware of what was happening.

"Sir, I'm here... What happened? ”

Harvey pointed at Crane and smiled at Lanka: "He hasn't lost yet, you guys fight him, if you can beat him, I won't hold you responsible." ”

"Uh." All the prisoners' eyes were on Crane, and Crane's body was still glowing with a white light, apparently the body was constantly subjected to a strange spell.

Without waiting for Lanka to hesitate, hearing Harvey's words, Crane took the first step, stepped forward and rushed out like a cannonball, hitting the strong man Lanka in front of Harvey, Lanka's body was like being hit by a high-speed car, flying upside down five or six meters to crush the tables and chairs in the workshop.

"Eh, how can my body have such great strength!" Crane was at a loss for what to do, and his eyes were fixed on Harvey, who had apparently cast a strange spell on him.

Harvey Adrian, in addition to being a writer, is also the most famous spellcaster in the Kingdom of Barron, inventing [Phantom] and [Camera], but because Harvey's identity as an author is too active, most people ignore the fact of spellcaster.

"Crack~" A thick wooden chair was thrown out, smashing on Crane but not shaking his body in the slightest.

"Roar Roar Roar~"

An angry roar came, and the strong man who had been knocked to the ground by Crane let out a low roar like a beast, dull and powerful, only to see his limbs appear dense blue-black scales, his head showed the characteristics of a lizard, and his pupils also changed towards beasts.

However, when his transformation was completed, a blue light appeared in the air, and Lanka, who had turned into a beast, was most familiar with this blue light, the automatic defense mechanism of the magic array arranged in Pokhara Prison.

He was puzzled again, why Harvey's spell casting did not cause any fluctuations, but his ability to unleash the Bloodline Knight was attacked.

The next moment, the high-voltage current transmitted by the void was transmitted to his body, and his body trembled, accompanied by a puff of white smoke, and the workshop was filled with the aroma of barbecue.

"Ahhhhh

Crane opened his mouth and looked at Harvey with a puzzled face: "I haven't done anything yet, why did he fall." ”

"You're strengthened, hurry up, you can repay them what they do to you." Harvey smiled and left the workshop, followed by crackling fights and screams from prisoners.

Because of Crane, Harvey originally expected to spend an extra day here for a week, because of Crane's explanation, the script of "The Redemption of Pokhara" was a little more complete, and Harvey walked out of the workshop and saw the prisoners outside scattered, all observing Harvey from a distance with fearful eyes, and at the same time, Baron Mike, the warden of Pokhara Prison, had already arrived with the guards.

Seeing that Harvey was fine, he hurriedly trotted over and asked with a panicked face, "Mr. Adrian, are you okay?" ”

"Of course."

"Please rest assured, I will take this matter seriously, damn it! I knew they were lawless, and I shouldn't have put you here. Baron Mike's face was full of remorse, the fat on his face trembled again and again, and the guards behind him looked at each other, not knowing Harvey's identity, some of them had begun to break out in a cold sweat, and they still had some impressions of Harvey, and they had treated Harvey as rudely as ordinary prisoners for a week.

"No need, I've already solved it myself, of course, in order not to cause you trouble, I didn't take a heavy hand, thank you very much for your cooperation during this time, Baron Mike, I will ask the Empress for instructions if you want to be transferred out of the position of prison warden." Harvey said politely.

"Empress!? Where~ Where, it's my pleasure to help you. Baron Mike's fat face smiled and rubbed his hands, making no secret of his flattery.

The guards went to the workshop to clean up the mess, Harvey and Baron Mike left here, and before leaving, Harvey asked Baron Mike to hand over a copy of the script of "The Redemption of Pokhara" to Crane, along with an invitation to "audition" half a month later.