D'Ardarion hummed a little song and pushed open the office door, then slammed the door with his heels, and the Elder walked towards his dear couch with the small box leading to the new world in his arms.

But he only took one step, and his left foot hovered in mid-air, and D'Addarion's nose twitched, and he smelled a hint of danger in the air.

The next moment, the place where he was standing was constructing a light prison out of thin air!

This light prison appeared extremely suddenly, and the enveloping area was also very large, and the time it took for him to perceive the magic fluctuation to form was only half a second, which was not even a time for ordinary people to react.

However, when the dungeon fell, D'Artagion's figure had been lost in that area.

The elder reappeared but when he arrived at the bookcase, he put the small box under his arm, and with his other hand he had already pulled out the staff on his waist, and the sleepiness in his eyes disappeared, how could he still look like a half-abandoned house.

D'Ardarion gave a rare serious expression.

There was someone in his office!

To outsiders, this place may seem like a luxurious kennel full of household garbage and bad publications, well, it is, but just as bees like to build nests, magicians also put a lot of thought into their dwellings due to their physical weaknesses.

Every magician's magic tower is a defensive fortress-level existence, and D'Ardarion also got the right to build a magic tower after becoming a sixth-order quasi-magician, this guy's original application was built next to the girls' dormitory building of the Royal Academy of Magic and Magic of Thistle, but it was rejected without incident, and then probably because he was disheartened, he casually found a place to fool around with an errand, and it didn't take long for him to be sent to the south by the Magician Association, and the magic tower was naturally useless.

So strictly speaking, this luxurious office of the Gudris branch of the Wizards Association is his real stronghold, and he still spent a lot of thought on his little nest of Dadarion, in addition to the part of the defense facilities that already existed in the office of the president and vice president, he also made additional modifications.

Over the years, D'Ardarion has used his position as president to find a lot of interesting things in the association's warehouse, but with Lilith overseeing them, he can't sell them for money, but they can be used to renovate his office.

The most famous of these is an alarm system called the Eye of the Sea, which was originally installed on the Marian Lighthouse, but was eliminated more than thirty years ago and temporarily placed in the warehouse of the Wizards' Guild, and D'Ardarion picked it up for his own use.

Although this thing is old, it is the crystallization of the collective wisdom of the Magicians Association a hundred years ago, and even now it belongs to the top part of the magic device, and the reason why it was eliminated is purely because the city council has a lot of money and has nowhere to spend, and the second generation of the eye of the ocean has only added one more evil detection function compared with the first generation, this function actually only needs a simple magic spell to achieve, but for such a dispensable function, the city council actually paid an extra 600,000 gold coins, no wonder the voice of civil protest corruption has been getting louder and louder recently。

In addition to this, there were many other defenses in his office, but they had lost contact with him now. - The comer is a master!

There was no doubt about that, and D'Addarion pulled himself together and put a defensive spell on his bookshelf to avoid waiting for the fight to affect the notebook he had treasured for many years, and then pulled out a handful of marbles from his pocket.

These weren't ordinary glass marbles, but his special magical items, each with his aura on them, and the ability to emit magic fluctuations of varying strength.

"Guess where I am?" d'Ardarion sneered.

Twelve marbles slipped out of his fingertips and were flung in twelve different directions, and his figure also sprang out with the marbles, like a flame, and the temperature in the room was rising wildly, as if he had stepped into the lair of a fire dragon.

Before, the opponent used the light prison to shamelessly sneak attack him, but he also revealed his position, and now it is the turn of Darion to counterattack.

There were only a few places in this office where he could hide his figure, in addition to the bookcase where he was before, there was also a sofa and a desk, and according to the direction of the previous magic fluctuation, the other party should be hiding in the previous location.

D'Ardarion originally wanted to use the sixth-order magic fire bomb to directly and heroically flatten the place, but after thinking about it, it would be cool, but after that, I am afraid that his office will have to be renovated, and his salary next month has been used to buy a notebook, and this money will not be able to be taken out anyway.

So D'Addarion could only hold back the ultimate move in the end, and replaced it with a magic that was a little less powerful and would not exceed the tolerance of the office defense magic array, and just before the chant ended, D'Ardarion's staff turned very insidiously behind the desk.

Hehe, you want to lie to me, you're still a little younger!

D'Ardarion didn't think that the other party would continue to stay behind that sofa from the beginning, and it was impossible for that guy's strength to leave such an obvious flaw.

A master is a group of people who control the details to the extreme, and D'Ardarion puts himself in the shoes of a sneak attacker, and he will definitely change places immediately if he doesn't get a single hit.

So the answer is not a sofa but a desk!

D'Ardarion was full of confidence, but the next blow he was sure to win was in vain.

Dadarion was shocked, no, could it be that this time he met an unrefined guy? Fortunately, his spell casting speed was extremely fast, and the smoke of gunpowder over there had not yet dissipated, and another magic was quickly added here and blasted towards the sofa.

However, his second magic also failed.

D'Ardarion's heart sank suddenly, he thought of a possibility, and wanted to turn around, but the next moment a long sword was between his legs.

"Senior, long time no see. ”

When D'Ardarion heard this, he raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, "Yo, it's you, junior brother, weren't you imprisoned and trained by those two old guys in Guderis, how did you have time to run to the south?"

Rob sighed, "Senior, don't tell me that after such a long time, you, the president of the Guderies branch, haven't heard anything. ”

D'Ardarion touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly, "Ah, I'm not afraid of your nonsense, I did receive an order to secretly search and arrest you, but don't worry, senior, I am the most righteous, I have always scoffed at this kind of order, what are you kidding, can I betray you just by virtue of our friendship?"

His Excellency the future Super Magister said lightly, "Then please explain to me what these newly added magic arrays in the room mean, it seems that they are specially used against me, and besides, you had better pull out your right hand that has reached into your pocket, unless you want to bet on whether the woman below is faster at pulling the alarm or my sword is faster." ”

(End of chapter)