David, the second-year chief of the protection school, his eyes sank.

His chief face, isn't even this bit of gold worth it?

At this time, it was a matter of the face of the second grade of the Protective School, and the people who protected the tower threw a bunch of valuable goods in front of the little brother of the mouse, and even deliberately threw money on the little brother of the mouse to humiliate Al.

These pure gemstones, or cherished material bags, or gold coins, passed through the yīn shadow and turned into the rat brother, scattered on the ground, slowly sinking into the yīn shadow.

"Your Excellency Chief David, thank you very much for your help in saving me a lot of time, I am collecting my accounts today outside the eight towers, and you are always welcome to come and communicate. ”

Brother Rat placed all the IOUs of the students protecting the tower on the ground, and his body scattered and disappeared like smoke and water.

Hall took it from the mouse brother with a dry mouth, a large pile of sorted gems, materials, and gold coins.

"This ...... That's it, it's all recovered, it seems to be more than counting the interest. ”

"The people who protect the tower are richer. ”

Al pulled out the next IOU flatly.

The richest people praise others for being rich, and those who are praised will never feel honored.

Hall clenched his fists uncalmly.

Lord Al was only a first-class mage, and as soon as they got out of the way, they immediately returned the money to these scoundrels who owed their debts.

He is not a mage, so he deserves to be bullied by them?

If they had paid it back, I would have been disfigured, I would have been kicked out of the lab by my teacher, would life have been so painful?!

My grief!

O my Lord!

All injustices must be avenged, and all punishments must be proportionate!

Repay violence with violence! Evil for evil!

Feeling Hall's heart, the devil Sebas, who was once and now parasitic in his body, laughed and shouted at Al who was reading a book in Al's mental space.

"Hey, Al, what are you going to do to Hall?" I felt a glimmer of faith in him that there was nowhere to return. ”

"You can't be involved in the secrets of the gods, are you?"

Al sat on a huge, man-tall book, flipped through another, absentmindedly replying.

"You're looking too highly of me. I'm just a first-class mage. ”

It sounds like ants are going to shake the entire universe.

Sebas, the devil, jumps in front of Al and puts the exact same face as Al on Al on his forehead. In the dark and evil eyes, Al's bland eyes were reflected, as if he wanted to find out some secret from Al's eyes.

"You guy, you're not an ordinary first-level mage. It's Sebas, the learned devil with me, the contractor who shares knowledge!"

"This time, I seem to have signed a contract, a terrible guy. ”

The enchantment school jīng cultivates psychic powers, but at the beginning, because he could not master it, his emotions were extremely unstable.

As soon as the little rat brother entered the enchanted tower, those freshmen were extremely sensitive to a cloud of spells, and they didn't listen to Al's nonsense at all.

The little mouse jumped onto the chandelier that hung from the ceiling as high as a dome, and looked down at the more and more new students gathered below.

"This visit was really a disappointment. ”

A dark teenager stepped out of the crowd and stared up at the little brother Mouse.

"Who are you! How did you get in? ”

The little mouse brother took out a stack of IOUs from his arms and shook them.

"I'm Al of the Sculpting Tower, the creditor of several classmates, and I can't contact them, so I have to take the liberty to come in and visit. ”

Seeing the new student of the IOU, his expression darkened, but he didn't expect that Hall was half dead and someone would come to ask for the account.

A few people with sèyīn faces and a wave of their hands is a jīng god shock.

The little rat exploded in the air.

Another mouse boy in a suit and leather shoes walked out of another high platform with an indifferent expression.

"Looks like you're ready to pay off. ”

The man who borrowed money from Hall and wrote the IOU suddenly fell to his knees and hugged his head and howled miserably.

It was as if there was an iron cone, stuck in their brains.

The pain was gone in a flash, but in an instant it consumed all their strength and they collapsed to the ground.

The little mouse brother turned and disappeared.

"Get the money ready, I'm just outside the tower. After some time, you can find a way to find me in the Plastic Tower. ”

The second-year Enchantment Sect's chief Pran's face darkened, and he lashed out at the gasping freshmen all over the ground.

"Idiot! Since you don't want to pay back the money, you dare to leave the IOU in someone else's hands! I don't know if you can be used as a medium to curse!"

"All the faces of our school have been lost by you!"

"Al of the Plastic Energy School, very good, dare to deceive me No one in the Enchanted School!"

Al sat on a stone bench and drank water and rested. Visiting three towers in a row made him very tired.

Hall stood respectfully with a suitcase containing various IOUs.

Soon, the freshman chief of the prophecy school, with the poisoned Messi and another student, found Al.

The chief has a high position, great power, and many corresponding responsibilities.

In other words, when they were sent to the Plastic Energy School, it was Chief Anna who led everyone to the door.

The young girl Afra drank coldly to Al with a calm face.

"You're Al of the Sculpting School, and you poisoned our Prophecy School?"

"Hand over the antidote!"

Al looked up at her coldly.

"Keep your manners good and there will be no next time. ”

How could Afra be frightened by an eight-year-old imp and raise her hand to hit him with a staff.

This innocent girl, does she think that Al is really a prank?

Al Juvenile Palm grasped the metal flintlock musket made of dwarf craftsmanship, the thick and cold firearm, and opened fire with a bang.

"Bang. ”

Countless fine iron bullets sent ripples through the Afra Staff's triggered shield technique.

When Al grabbed the second flintlock musket that Brother Rat had handed him, Afra finally realized that the imp was not joking.

"Bang. ”

Afra, who was embarrassed to dodge, almost blew up the shield on her body, and she was dim and weak.

When the little brother handed Al another flintlock musket with good ammunition again, the disgraced Afra immediately stepped away from the shè.

Even the innocent and kind-hearted Afra couldn't help but get angry.

"You dare to kill someone at school! The law enforcement team will not let you go!"

"Let's go and inform the law enforcement team to teach this guy a lesson!"

Unexpectedly, Messi, who was poisoned and dumb, hurriedly pulled her head in a panic.

Debt collection, like revenge, is a sacred and inviolable right of every human being.

When the law enforcement team came, they had no room for tactfulness, and they insisted on returning the more than 700 gold coins.

They didn't tell Afra the truth, and wanted Afra to handle the matter in her noble capacity, and to forgive or even forgive the loan.

Where did you think that this madman of the plastic energy school would shoot if he didn't agree with him.

With his age, can't he still appreciate Afra's irresistible beauty?

Messi grimaced, anxiously scribbling at Albi from afar.

It looks like a farce in the countryside.

Al sat calmly on the stone bench and watched them without saying a word, like a big man watching a circus performance.

When the two of them took out a bag of coins, gems, and even the staffs distributed by the academy were staked out.

Afra, who is innocent but not stupid, finally realizes that something is wrong.

"They...... Do you owe you money?" (To be continued)

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