Chapter 364: The Aggressive Northerners
"Yes. โ
Al's short answer.
"Then you don't have to poison them, why are you so black and vicious, you little guy. โ
Al held the flintlock musket and slowly turned his head to look at the open-mouthed girl.
Afra immediately took a step back.
"Okay, good, my fault, I shouldn't have come up and made insulting remarks without asking clearly. โ
"How much they owe you, I'll pay it back, and you give them the antidote. โ
These chiefs are really generous, one by one they are willing to give their heads to the people below.
Messi and the two immediately looked at their eldest sister with gratitude and admiration.
"One seven hundred and three, one nine hundred and three. A total of 1,660 gold coins. โ
Afra's hand as he pulled out his money bag froze suddenly. Screaming in disbelief.
"How can there be so many?"
Al looked at Messi and the two.
"Did I count an extra gold coin?"
Messi and the two hurriedly shook their heads, thinking about it, it's not right, isn't there some interest that can be waived, and nodded hurriedly.
Shaking her head and nodding her head, Afra didn't know what was wrong.
But I finally understood that the two people in their school did owe a lot of money to this little ghost, so they were approached by someone.
Afra painlessly took out a few pieces of jade as bright as a mirror, and reluctantly picked and picked them, only to find the smallest one and throw it to Al.
Then I thought of something and jumped anxiously.
"This is the finest jadeite, you have to find the difference. โ
Jadeite is a rough gem of jewelry, and it is also a medium for the casting of prophetic spells and enchantments, which is not as good as magic gems, but the best ones are worth thousands of gold coins.
Afra's bright and cute girlish appearance made Al smile easily.
The beauty of the world always touches people's hearts.
Al gave him back the jade and spoke to Messi.
"I need to make some props and give them to you while I'm still in the academy, and the loan can be forfeited, and I will pay you. โ
"Would you like to?"
Hearing that there were such good conditions, the two nodded again and again. Low-level mages are not producing, especially the Prophecy School, which is not good at fighting, and they can be exempted from borrowing and can still get a salary, of course they are willing.
Although it is a bit embarrassing, a man's self-esteem is more willing to rely on his own efforts to repay the debt than to ask the girl to help them pay it back.
The School of Prophecy is weak in combat, but they have a high level of prop making.
After all, the Prophecy School is a gifted aristocrat among mages, and its IQ is almost impossible to even enter the door.
Seeing that they agreed, Al threw the antidote to them.
"Hmph, you nasty little imp, I know they don't have any money, and I won't be done doing it sooner. โ
Afra, who had been shot twice in vain, shouted angrily at Al from afar.
If you don't take the lesson, the noble mage of the Royal Academy will work for others?Al is afraid that if he brings it up, he will be ridiculed and arrogant.
Afra is just a landscape that he has passed along the way in life, and if he solves these troubles, he will not pay attention to them.
In the distance, the Protective School and the Enchanted School had already led a group of people out of the tower and walked towards him.
"Hey, Al, you're not going to poison all the people from the two schools, are you?"
Afra asked incredulously.
"The school of protection is not afraid of poison, and the school of enchantment cannot be poisonous. โ
The school of protection can not only defend against various spells and physical attacks, but also detoxify and prevent poison. The first-order spell Steel Lungs can convert one's internal organs into steel, and ordinary toxins will not cause any damage.
The Enchantment School has similar abilities to the Prophecy School of Danger Premonition, which is commonly known as the Sixth Sense. This is also the reason why as soon as the little rat brother appeared in the enchanted tower, he was greeted by various spells.
"The second seat of the Plastic Energy School is actually a little ghost, it seems that all of you in this class are rubbish. โ
The Protective School and the Plastic Energy School are like fire and water, and when the people around David saw Al, they immediately ridiculed him.
As soon as David wanted to stop him, the person who spoke had already been dragged out of the crowd by Alastel who had rushed out from under his feet and dragged to Al's feet.
Al stomped on him with an indifferent kick, the flintlock musket pressing against his head, against his protective spell.
"Bang. โ
The mana shield is dim, and you can smell the gunpowder of metal firearms.
The man shuddered, screamed in fear, and the ground became wet.
Such a humiliation made him ashamed and hateful. But he didn't dare to really anger Al.
Such a close distance is the distance at which the musket is at its most powerful. One more shot, and he's absolutely going to die.
The people of the protection school were furious, and they wanted to rush out immediately to give this guy a good look.
The people of the Enchanted School sneered silently to see if Al really dared to kill.
Regardless of whether Al really dared to kill people or not, David, as the chief, could not let Al continue to humiliate the people of their school.
Speak coldly.
"I apologize for him, Your Excellency Al Ci. โ
Al indifferently took the flintlock musket handed by the little brother and put it on his thigh.
"You don't need to apologize for someone else's mistakes, Chief David. โ
"Bang. โ
Blood was raging, and the entire empty flat ground echoed with the man's sharp screams. But he was bound by the shadow of yฤซn and couldn't move.
The blood sprayed on Al didn't get a drop on him.
The cute little brother of the mouse, like a cold constructed creature at this time, mechanically took the empty musket in Al's hand, took out another one from Yฤซn's shadow and handed it to Al.
The person who was punched through the thigh, faced with life and death, finally knew what to do, and cried and begged for mercy.
"Forgive me for my stupid offense!"
"I beg your pardon for my actions. โ
Al hummed faintly.
"Then I'll accept your apology. โ
Alastel let out a childlike cheer, dragged him by the hand, and threw him far away.
Al stood up from his stool and looked at the Enchanted Sect.
The immature and cold face is so palpitating.
"The one who owes the money, are you ready to pay it back?"
The dark-faced boy, the head of the new Enchantment School, Pran, threw a leather bag full of gems and gold coins in front of Al.
"The money is here, so are you ready for the revenge of our Enchanted School?"
"You guys?"
At this moment, a man walked out beside Al, mocking unbridledly.
"Is that all there is to it?"
A typical strong northerner boy stood behind Al one after another, with his arms in his arms.
Russell, the firefist boy, Bach the incarnation of flames, Arthur being seriously injured by the elements, and the new students of the school of plastic energy appear one after another.
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The short-haired girl of Jin Sรจ, the head of the Plastic Energy School, and the Cold Flame Demon Swordsman Anna, walked to Al's side.
How could the people of the Plastic Energy School let others bully their second place.
Although Al is a cold person, he does not reserve his knowledge of advanced magical techniques.
It's like preaching and receiving karma, and it's very popular.
When he knew that Al was being troubled by the people of the Protection School, he could put down everything in his hand and come out with a call.
The rest were still on their way.
There are more than people, and the seven schools combined, there are not as many people as the plastic energy school.
Al's flat eyes, in the eyes of Pran, who had a hazy face, were so mocking and contemptuous.
David, the chief of the protection school, came out of the crowd and stared at Al with no weakness in the slightest.
"Al, you promised me that you would fight me. If you lose, you have to apologize for today's offense. (To be continued)
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