"Young Master, it's better not to mess around. Steward Renard waved his hand, the ring, necklace, and cloak on his body shone slightly, and layers of protection were blessed on his body, and his hand was clenched into a fist behind his back.

As a slave of the frost giant, Leonard knows very well the importance of self-preservation, and the strong muscles cultivated by years of training are hidden under the old appearance, many people know that Leonard Butler is a very capable boxer, although it can't be compared with the high-ranking warrior monks in the monastery, but it is generally a very difficult thing for three or five middle-aged men to defeat him.

As the upper class of a large family, the big butler is very rich, and the magic equipment on his body is enough for him to fight most spells, the baroness's mother is a prominent merchant family in Ice Rainbow City, and life has not been peaceful for decades, Leonard was able to survive several dangers, and he has made a lot of contributions with martial arts and expensive equipment that is more than enough.

In the eyes of the old butler, Jonke at this time was strong and dry.

According to common sense, a wizard who can release fireball spells cannot be said to be an accomplished rookie among spellcasters, but he has never practiced combat spellcasting hard, and he has little combat experience.

"You don't think that this mere fireball technique will scare us, young master, no one in the Northland will be afraid of this. He laughed, and the elite warriors of the trained warriors spread the distance, sandwiching Jonk in the middle in a triangular position that didn't leave the range of the fireball's damage - if Jonk Valek's spell was working properly, but it also meant that Jonk Varech in the center of the flames bore the brunt.

Steward Renard was not worried at all, he watched the sulfur that was close to burning suddenly burst out with a smoke and extinguished, and laughed: "Young master, every spell casting material in your spell book has passed through our hands, and studying spells is a dangerous business, so we need to pay attention to safety, and now it seems that our consideration is really necessary." Oh, you're a little emotionally unstable right now, let us help you - calm down!"

He sneered and rushed forward, and in one step he had already activated the acceleration from the shoes under his feet, he opened his five fingers and grabbed at Jonker's neck, Jonk's eyes were red, and he burst into laughter: "Waste slave! You think your dirty fist can hurt me! A slave is a slave after all!"

Jonk roared loudly, and he actually met him directly.

The old butler frowned slightly, there seemed to be some subtle sounds hidden under the shouts he heard from Young Master Jonk just now, but he didn't have time to react, Jonk had already pounced.

This involves a problem, due to the limitations of height and size, the aging Lernard butler weighs one level lower than Jonck, so although Jonk's pounce is full of loopholes, he has to deal with it, which is easy for him - the old man just flashed lightly, and let go of Jonk's undisciplined pounce, but when he tried to grab it, his palm felt the unloading force of his hand when it touched Jonck's body, and he opened his eyes wide and saw the mana shield on Jonck's body.

When did he use the shield?

The old butler frowned, remembering Jonk's actions just now—none of his movements looked like he had activated some magic object, let alone chanting a spell, but Jonk had already taken advantage of his stunned moments to hug the butler's thin body like a mad dog, and then bit the butler's neck with a fierce bite.

"Babbling!!!" The pain made the butler's eyes widen and let out a sharp scream, he barely kicked away the mad dog-like Jonk, clutched his bleeding neck and rolled on the ground, and after a few seconds he staggered up straight, and roared angrily: "Kill him!

The two elite warriors naturally couldn't even tell the difference between angry words and the truth, and they pounced on Jonk, trying to control the waste young master who suddenly pushed backwards, but just as they got closer, they were blocked by a huge force field wall.

At this time, the butler could hear very obvious murmurs and whispers, and his voice was clear and childish, and it sounded chilling and sharp.

Someone is playing tricks.

He realized the truth in an instant, and at the same time saw that all the magical items on his body were dim, as if they were suppressed by a force.

"Who's messing with ghosts?" he looked at the small room, stepped back slightly, and shouted, "Come out! Do you know what you're doing? This is the land in the name of the Ice Rainbow City Lord, not a place for despicable villains to pretend to be ghosts. ”

The two warriors were also on high alert, the anger dissipated, and Jonk Varech also regained consciousness a little, he looked at the old butler with a fierce and guarded face a little blankly, and looked at the force field wall in front of him, his mind was in chaos.

What just happened?

He thought back to the actions he had just made 'involuntarily' and the events that had happened afterward, and he was both surprised and confused.

"Come out,!" the butler summoned the warrior to his side, shouted loudly, and exited Jonker's bedroom.

Cold sweat broke out on Leonard's forehead, he looked at the towering force field wall, and had confirmed very clearly that someone was secretly protecting this young master of waste wood, and this person's strength was obviously not something he could handle.

His dull magical equipment proves that this mana is very powerful.

As the most protective system to play, the most complex effective mechanism of the spell, the spell of 'disarming magic' how derived from the various high-level disarming series of spells can theoretically suppress all spell effects, but to really master this spell is by no means a simple matter, skillful control and the ability to operate the magic net are indispensable, but also to have a deep understanding of the principles of magic, so as to achieve the metamorphosis effect of suppressing all spells.

At least in Leonard's intelligence, with Young Master Jonker's level of anti-magic, it is absolutely impossible for a spell to suppress all the magic items in his body.

A wizard with this level of magic would never be at a low level of spell casting, not to mention that this lewd guy also suppressed the sound of chanting spells under the voice of Young Master Jonker.

Even though Jonk had been shouting loudly, the caster was very, very, very scary in being able to control spells and magic to such an extent.

Leonard used his experience to apply all kinds of efficient spell-casting techniques that Shirakawa and the Institute had carefully honed to come up with an answer that made his heart tremble.

The samurai standing by downstairs rushed up, and they who were not deaf heard something was wrong and hurriedly came up to protect them.

With these warriors by his side, Leonard felt a little more confident, he ordered the guards to disperse, and shouted into the room: "Whoever you are! I warn you now, don't get involved in the internal affairs of the Valech territory, besides, Young Master Jonk, you don't think that you can refuse Madame's kindness in this way, can you hide for a while, can you hide for a lifetime?"

Jonker Valech was covered in a cold sweat, he wasn't sure exactly what was going on, and Leonard's threats made him embarrassed, but he soon realized that whether he compromised or went with the 'involuntary' stubbornness he had just made, it was a foregone conclusion that he and the old bitch would tear their faces.

Jonk Varech gritted his teeth and shouted, "Go back, old butler, and I, Jonk Varech, will not give in." ”

The old housekeeper who was covered with cold sweat was furious, and he returned in vain today, but he was a sane person after all, and he would not be angry with Jonk because of this, he sneered and took out the teleportation scroll: "Okay, Young Master Jonke, I hope you won't regret your ...... to Madame"

Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes suddenly widened: the teleportation scroll in his hand released an effective light, but his body seemed to be frozen in place, and the effect of the teleportation technique did not have the slightest effect on him.

It's a dimensional anchor!

Not so lacking in combat experience, he instantly realized what the hell he had been with.

No, when did you get recruited?

That's what I just ...... Cold sweat broke out from the old butler's head again, and he remembered Jonker Valage's last shout, and when he left the room, he thought he was out of danger, but at this moment Leonard realized that he was an idiot.

At such a distance, the sound of the incantation had reached a point where he could no longer hear it.

At that moment the childish, high-pitched, frightening sound of the incantation sounded again, this time no longer vague and hidden, but high-pitched, loud, long, sonorous and powerful.

A strong alarm surrounded the old butler, and he turned around in a panic and ran, reminding loudly: "Run!"

A blue aura spread out from the room where the spell sounded, seemingly slowly but contaminating the swiftly fleeing butlers and samurai, until it slowly disappeared outside the uninhabited manor.

Jonk Varech in the room saw the source of all the strange things at this time, and he looked at the place where the spell sounded—on his large soft bed, the empty-eyed elven girl sat there with the person who terrified him so much, and Shirakawa held the spell book in his hand—Jonk Warech's eyelids jumped, he remembered that this spell book was supposed to be his, but he didn't expect this dragon to be used until now.

After chanting the incantation, Shirakawa smiled evilly, and he pointed at the confused Jonker Varech, and pointed at the old butler and the warriors who were stained with blue light.

Jonk Varech subconsciously looked over in confusion.

The crystal blue light swept over his body, and the old butler felt something in his mind be touched, his face turned pale for a moment, and he realized that he had been tricked, he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't feel that something was wrong with his body for the first time.

He shook his body, it wasn't a fixation technique, he moved his fingers, it didn't look like a psychedelic technique, what kind of deep high-level spell was it?

The old butler was shocked and suspicious, but when he saw the samurai following him, a throbbing suddenly passed from the heart into the brain, and the inexplicable fiery impulse made him suddenly hot, and the samurai seemed to feel the butler's warm gaze, and looked back with the same warm gaze, and in an instant the two breaths became rapid and anxious, and the fanatical desire could no longer be endured.

Like a volcanic eruption, the old butler screamed, and he tore open his shirt and hugged the samurai, and they twisted together with the sound of heavy breathing.

At the same time, all the men in the manor who were contaminated with blue light screamed and wrestled with the men nearby, and soon became disheveled and sweaty.

The old butler and his guards were in close proximity, his eyes straightened and he kept screaming, and a wave of power passed through the chrysanthemum into the other party's body, and he was not satisfied, but continued to howl and roll with the samurai.

Jonk Varech looked at the group of people who had threatened him just now, and at this moment, everyone was stunned, and a cold aura extended from the tail vertebrae to the top of his head.

"This, what kind of spell is this?" he straightened his eyes and trembled, subconsciously covering his chrysanthemum.

"This spell is called the Crowd Berserk. Bai He grinned and said, "My research department has been studying the effects of soul-related spells recently, which is one of the by-products, although it is also a seven-ring arcane, but I think it is much easier to use than the group human immobilization technique, what do you think?"