Chapter 258: Crooked Strike

Fengyue 9, the wind speed in the entire York Basin is at its highest, which is comparable to the primary wind magic "Wind Tornado".

However, in the underground prison of the Yorktown Wizards' Guild, the slightest movement of wind was felt.

In a small cell, the lighting device burning on the wall is still a tung oil torch from the last century.

"As for it? It's okay now? With the relationship of the security department, maybe it will be fine, who knows that he was stabbed to the Wizards' Guild!"

"You don't speak, I'm not a misunderstanding, it's just a little joke of a deep friendship!"

"Come, this handsome aristocratic young master, laugh!"

......

The extraordinary talk of self-talk is said to be dry.

The cup that appeared out of thin air in his hand, with the gathering of the water elements around him, a puddle of clear water appeared in the cup in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, Rodney, are you thirsty?

In the sheriff's office, Rodney still glared at Extraordinary, and came to the cell of the Wizards' Guild without looking at him.

Caspar Rodney, who was cared for by his mother since he was a child, hardly played with boys throughout his teenage years in the ducal palace, which caused Rodney to be somewhat weak.

Later, the death of his mother made him realize that tears could not solve the problem.

However, the extraordinary unintentional joke unforgivably unravels the scars of his youth.

It's about a battle for dignity.

At least, without three or five days, he will not easily forgive the extraordinary.

However, men fight bayonets to show their strength.

"Whew, brush!"

Rodney, who was so annoyed by the extraordinary chatter that he couldn't do it, finally got angry.

Seeing that Rodney's hands were burning with flames, he pressed towards the extraordinary face.

"I'm going! Are you really here?"

As the saying goes, fire and water are ruthless, and fire and water are incompatible.

It is not allowed to add a ruthless fight between the two.

The entire cell was made of black stone on all six sides, and Rodney's hands were on fire, and Extraordinary was bubbling with both hands.

"Zizi ......"

The balloon met the flames, and a steaming white vapor filled the cell.

With a small left-handed grappling and a right-hand dragon grip, he pressed Rodney, who was playing with fire, into the wet floor and rubbed it.

Inheriting the extraordinary old man of the morning exercise in the park, how is Rodney an opponent?

After a while, the two of them upgraded directly from the pusher, scolding each other from a space of less than three meters, and the low-level skills of water and fire collided against each other.

As long as you don't use mid-to-high-level magic, the movement won't be too big, attracting the arbitrators of the Magicians Guild, and the magic badges of both of them are estimated to be insecure.

"Come on, Cordo Extraordinary, let me see your true strength!"

The "Fireball Technique" is in the hands of a junior magician, that is, a radish and a pit, like an old mother cooing chicken laying eggs, holding out one fireball at a time.

The high-level magician unleashed the rudimentary "Fireball Technique", which was like dozens or hundreds of old mothers laying eggs at the same time.

Small bright red fireballs and small blue water bombs flew around the small cell.

Even with such a high level of magic resistance from the blackstone, under the devastating blows of the two, all the walls began to show uneven scars in a short time.

"Well, Rodney, I confess that you are my lifelong enemy!"

Busy and busy, extraordinary trying to speak to the god of Rodney.

"Bang Dang"

The cell door was violently opened from the outside.

"Two magicians, you can go!, what's going on?"

The magic apprentice guards in the cell first saw the originally smooth and reflective walls turn into pockmarked faces, and then saw the two high-ranking magicians in the cell occupy the two ends of the cell, one on the left and one on the right.

The action is quite whole, all of them are upside down with the ball in their hands, and they are cute.

The two were taken to the hall on the first floor of the Sorcerer's Guild, and to his great surprise, it was neither Abbot Leslie nor Priest Radona who came to save him from the fire and water.

"Hehe, Sheriff James, why are you here?"

"What's the matter? Not welcome, then you can choose to stay in the cell!"

A moment of negligence, I didn't expect this earl neighbor to almost push all the small buildings around.

The two utility rooms on the west side of Sheriff James' house collapsed, and they were the least damaged neighbors.

However, his beloved daughter Lilith is at home, although he knows that Extraordinary can sense all the lives around him and will not cause casualties, but he is still afraid for a while.

Therefore, although he was an earl, he still replied.

"Hahaha, welcome, of course welcome, can we go?"

Of course, it is possible to go, but the precondition for the two to leave is to pay two large fines.

The trio rode in a horse-drawn carriage and returned to their home in the Extraordinary Rubble Zone.

The two-story small white building in front of me can be described as full of devastation.

Fortunately, except for the damage to the main body of the building, the small garden in the backyard was not affected.

The house could not be returned, as if Sheriff James had something else to do, and invited him and Rodney to sit in his living room.

The two were received not with hot coffee, but with two vouchers for fines issued by the Public Security Department.

It turned out that the extraordinary was not registered by the city guards with a full name, but only an ordinary name.

The matter is simple and straightforward, the fine should be paid, and the surrounding damaged neighbors are extraordinary to be compensated.

People should be sent, two registered guild high-level magicians, the Yorktown Sheriff's Office asked itself if it had the ability and did not dare to offend the Magicians Guild.

"Compensation, of course I will, but this is not my responsibility alone, well, that noble young master is also a saboteur!

"Hmph, I won't pay for it!" Rodney changed from his usual steady elegance to suddenly become a little naïve.

Regardless of the "flirtation" between the two, James Benson walked to the door of the living room, looked back and forth, and found nothing unusual.

"Smack"

A round cloth bag was thrown on the table by Sheriff James, successfully attracting the attention of the two.

"Is this it?"

asked a question, but the extraordinary hand did not stop, and he untied the cloth pocket in two clicks.

"Eh, is this a magic array?"

Speaking of magical artifacts, Rodney was also interested and stepped forward.

A three-pointed star, the three horns of the bean-sized magic crystal are full of cracks, and the slightly larger ones in the middle are better, but it can be seen that the magic power conceived in them has already escaped.

"It's a perceptual array, Sheriff James?

"Ahem, I found it in the ruins of your house!"

If mages hurt each other, using the method of detection and perception to probe each other's bottom will make the other party alert, unless the two are far apart in battle.

However, the perceptual magic array arranged in advance did not have the same spellcaster

"Well, presumably, the destroyed neighbor's house is not as precious as this magic array. ”

Listening to Sheriff James' brief comments, Extraordinary and Rodney were rarely quiet for a while.