A thirteenth-level magician who was only twenty years old...... Is there a more terrifying person in the world?

Thinking of the battle just now, Ou Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Compared to this perverted roommate, what are you worth?

Then, Ou Ling remembered the bottle of potion he had drunk...... If I'm not mistaken, it's called a recovery potion.

When he was in the Lotterdam Guild, the Elder - that is, his mentor, had bought a few bottles at a high price, and Ou Ling still remembers that when he heard the price, his face almost turned white with fright, and the price of those few bottles of recovery potions was even enough to equip a decent magician!

Ou Ling still remembered that when he handed over the bottle of recovery potion, he didn't even frown at all, as if he had handed over not tens of thousands of gold coins, but an inconspicuous stone.

It wasn't until today that Ou Ling knew what a perverted guy this roommate who claimed to be a seventh-level magician was.

At the age of twenty, he has the strength of a thirteenth-level magician, and what he took out casually was a recovery potion worth tens of thousands of gold coins, probably only an idiot like Ma Sen would treat him as an ordinary seventh-level magician...... "In short, our roommate is a real monster!" Ou Ling made a final summary with such a sentence.

While the two were talking, Lin Li pushed open the door and walked in, and then didn't say anything, just handed a blue and faint glass bottle to Ou Ling, and told him to take it before going to bed.

The sky gradually darkened, and the three of them tossed for a day, and they were already too tired to look good, and when they lay on the bed, they almost slept until dawn.

………… The next day, Lin Li was woken up by a knock on the door.

When he opened the door with his sleepy eyes, he saw not the expected Masson, but a figure he had never thought of.

"Mai...... Mr. Medellin! Seeing the shivering goatee, Lin Li's sleepiness immediately disappeared without a trace, and it was not until this time that he suddenly realized that he had rarely overslept!

After the trial yesterday, Medellín announced to them that they would meet in the guild hall at eight o'clock this morning to see what time it was, let alone morning...... I guess it's too late for lunch...... "Put on your clothes and follow me." Medellín's tone was calm, but on an old face, there were a few words clearly written - I was angry!

Medellin was really angry when he thought about it, and today he wanted to take the posture of a mentor and let the three little guys wait for two hours before talking, he even thought of the lines, and when the three of them were impatient, he stood up again and educated them well: "I don't even have this little patience, how can I endure boring magic learning in the future?" Young man...... Still a little too frizzy. ”

So, the old guy had been reading in the library for most of the morning, and when it was almost time to have lunch, he staggered into the guild hall.

Who knew that when I looked at it, there was not even a ghost shadow inside! I almost didn't blow up his lungs on the spot...... Annoyed, Medellin trotted all the way over, only to find the three little guys all hiding in the room and sleeping.

If he had followed his usual temper, a spell would have blasted over a long time ago.

It doesn't matter what guild you're from, teach you a lesson first.

Pity...... Among the people who are sleeping in the house today, there is a guy who can't be taught.

That is the hope of the Orlana Magic Guild, whether it can forge a magic weapon, whether it can win the bet with the Adventurer Guild, whether it can win the key to open the ruins, all of this depends on whether this master is in a good mood or not...... How dare Medellin offend such an uncle?

Now even if he says a word to him, Medellin has to carefully consider his tone repeatedly, for fear of upsetting this uncle, and when the time comes, where will the magic guild find another blacksmith above the intermediate level?

Lessons? "Oh............" Seeing that the old guy's face was not good, Lin Li didn't dare to delay, so he quickly put on the robe of the Flame of Rage, and took the Winter Staff in his hand.

By the time he opened the door again, Medellín had already knocked on the doors of the other two roommates.

And this time, the way the old guy knocked on the door was not as polite as to Lin Li.

I saw him raise his hand, and two arcane missiles with brilliant magical light instantly blasted open the door of the two people's room.

"Boom ......"

The rumbling sound echoed through the room for a long time.

The peculiar way of knocking on the door of "......" reminded Lin Li of Gray's Gray, who was far away in Garros City.

Two loud bangs in succession, like two explosions of thunder, startled Ou Ling and Masson in the blink of an eye.

"What's the matter, is Madias looking for trouble again?" Ma Sen didn't even have time to put on the mage robe, so he hurriedly rushed out of the room, and then ...... He saw Medellín with a black face.

The old guy was so angry that his goatee trembled, and he stared at Masson's gaze as if he wanted to eat people: "What do you dare to ask me?" ”

"Uh......" The expression on Masson's face froze suddenly.

"I'll clean you up later......" Seeing that the blacksmith was still there, Medellin didn't lose his temper too much, but just glared at Marson viciously.

The last threatening sentence of "......" scared Ma Sen into weakness on the spot, and it was over...... This old guy is a pervert, if he gets another ghostly demon leopard to clean up Lao Tzu, it will really take away half his life...... Just after threatening Masson, Ou Ling also came out of the room.

It's just that compared to the haste of the other two, Ou Ling is obviously much calmer, a black mage robe has already been put on, and when he saw Medellin, he was only slightly stunned, and then he simply admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, Mr. Medellin, I'm late." ”

The old guy's face was still ugly, and after staring at Ou Ling for a long time, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "You guys come with me!" ”

Medellín did what he said, saying that he would clean up Masson, and sure enough, he quickly fulfilled his promise.

After the group of four people left the Magic Guild, they went straight to the Nightmare Mountain Range like yesterday.

Today's Nightmare Mountain Range, it seems to be more popular than yesterday, on the way up the mountain, a group of four people actually encountered two trial teams that also came out of the Orlana Magic Guild, it seems that this Nightmare Mountain Range is indeed a suitable place to train young people, several trial mentors, all coincidentally chose here.

The mountain road ahead was extremely rugged, except for Medellin, who had reached the realm of the Great Wizard and could fly with the levitation technique, the other three people were all walking with great difficulty, and the effect of the swiftness technique was simply insignificant, on this rugged mountain road, no one dared to walk too fast. The only thing the three of them can do is to add a feather fall technique to themselves, so that if they accidentally fall, they can buy a little more time for Medellin to rescue them...... There are often demonic beasts along the way, although they are very low-level, most of them are just three-eyed blood wolves, but on this rugged mountain road, even if the level of demonic beasts is low, it is enough to bring great trouble to the three of them, and it took more than two hours to stop and stop along the way, and the three of them finally survived the snake-like rugged mountain road.

"The Great Wizard is really cool......" Masson glanced at Medellin quietly, the old guy flew to the top of the mountain with the support of the levitation technique, looking as leisurely as if he was playing in the mountains and rivers, seeing this scene, Masson swallowed his saliva with envy...... "Idiot!" Medellin's eyes, as if he could see through people's hearts, looked at Massen's envious look, he had already guessed what he was thinking, the old guy was suspended above Masson's head, and looked at him with disdain: "If you have time to envy me, you might as well think about how to improve your magic level, what is the levitation technique of the Great Magister, when you reach the legendary realm, flying can make you fly faster than a griffin!" ”

"Really?"

"Fuck off, I don't communicate with fools." Medellin glared at him fiercely, and then announced solemnly: "To be honest, except for this idiot, you two little guys are not bad, and ...... That kitten was too docile yesterday to pose any threat to you, so I thought about it and decided to make the task a little bit more difficult......"

"See the woods?" As he spoke, Medellín reached out and pointed to a dense forest in front of him.

"See."

"Good." The old fellow nodded, and took out a map from his pocket: "I have hidden an interesting thing somewhere in the woods, and your task is to find it according to this map, and put it in my hands." ”

(To be continued)