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"Knock knock!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Hall couldn't help frowning, and then immediately understood that there should be something urgent, and he had told Yakov before that he should not knock on the door unless necessary. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I opened the door, I saw Yakov and someone standing in the door with an anxious face. A middle-aged man.

Without waiting for Hall to ask, the middle-aged man immediately bowed to Hall.

"Lord Hall, please forgive me for being rude! The vanguard of the Blood Clan has already fought with the patrol, Lord Huabei asked me to inform you and let me take you to the City Lord's Mansion!"

"Coming so soon?"

Hall muttered softly to himself, and then spoke to the middle-aged man.

"I'll go out with you when I'm ready!"

Although the middle-aged man was very impatient, he really had no way to accuse him of anything when he heard Hall say this, after all, before he came, Hua Bei specially told him to treat Hall well.

Hall actually went in and simply packed up his things, and then left the hotel with Yakov and the man.

As soon as he stepped out of the street, Hall noticed that the situation outside was a little different.

A number of heavily armed soldiers were patrolling the streets back and forth, and some mercenary-like people were also gathering in designated places under the command of the soldiers, and there were few civilians in the once lively streets now.

The middle-aged man seemed to see Hall's confusion, and explained the situation in passing as he led the way.

Originally, martial law would be imposed whenever the Bloods hunted, because the Bloods might send spies in to lurk and destroy the city during the siege, so the people in the city are now accustomed to the patrols of the soldiers and are very cooperative to hide at home.

The mercenaries, on the other hand, are temporary combatants, who will be assigned defensive tasks by the soldiers after registration, and of course some will take this opportunity to join the army, and after the bloodline hunt, they will be rewarded with money for their merits.

After listening to this, Hall casually asked about the situation of each attack of the blood clan, and the middle-aged man did not hide it, but he didn't seem to know very clearly, and after talking for a long time, he just knew that the expression of the blood clan was very powerful, and then the city lord was able to turn the tide every time!

Hearing this, Hall was speechless, he felt that this middle-aged man must be a fan of the city lord, otherwise why did he show a fanatical expression when he said the end?

Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, the three of Hall came all the way to the City Lord's Mansion, and to Hall's surprise, even if the middle-aged man led the way, they were actually questioned three times!

After entering the City Lord's Mansion, the fat figure immediately appeared in front of Hall.

"Hehe, Mr. Hall, you are here, come, let me take you to meet the shamans who participated in the defense of the blood clan this time!"

The middle-aged man stepped aside as soon as he entered, and Hua Bei said as he led Hall into a living room.

As soon as he came in, more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at him, and Hall saw that there were seven or eight people inside, but what made Hall feel strange was that the atmosphere inside seemed to be a little wrong.

I saw that there were two sides sitting inside, on one side were three old men with their eyes closed, and on the other side were young people who were chattering and talking.

For those old people who closed their eyes and recuperated, Hall's first impression was that they belonged to the kind of magicians who were left behind by Chad, and the identity of those young shamans was easy to think of, that is, they were probably the apprentices of the magicians back then!

"Hahaha, come on, let me introduce to you, this gentleman named Hall is also a shaman, with his joining, we have another strength to resist the blood hunt!"

Hua Bei had just finished speaking, when suddenly a man said in a strange voice.

"Master Huabei, he is also a shaman, I see that he is less than twenty years old, don't be deceived by him!"

Hearing this caustic voice, Hal suddenly turned his head to look at the other party, only to see that the person who spoke was looking at Hall with a defiant smile on his face, and this person was the youngest of the shamans that Hall had found.

I saw that he had long flaxen hair with a shawl, slender eyebrows, a high nose bridge, a slender jaw, and a pair of eyes as bright as diamonds, sometimes shining with a look of contempt, making him look like a high-toed Persian cat, and his beautiful pink thin lips were a little meanly raised, with a bit of arrogance, and the arrogant appearance that did not put anyone in his eyes was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

"That's it, Lord Huabei, you have to see it clearly! You must know that our Lord Mickey is the youngest shaman, and now he is only twenty years old, he is already a third-class shaman, and it will not be long before he can be promoted to the fourth rank!" said another man, who was slightly older than Mickey, said flatteringly.

"Heh!" Hall sneered, he knew very well in his heart that this person was not only jealous because he was younger than him, but from the moment he first came in, he saw that there was a clear distinction between the two sides, and Hall immediately understood that he was demonstrating!

If you demonstrate, you demonstrate, but if you use me to make an example of you, then you are wrong!

Without saying a word, Hall raised his hand and made several handprints towards the void, and a fireball appeared in Hall's hand in just a few seconds.

The man in his fifties who was sitting opposite Mickey suddenly opened his eyes, and under the loose eyelids was a pair of sharp eyes that were not inferior to those of young people.

Not only him, but even the other two old men beside him also looked surprised, they only glanced at Hall after they came in, and when they saw that Hall was so young, they automatically thought that Hall should be the same as Mickey.

But after seeing Hall's methods, they realized that they were really a little blindsided.

"You!" And on Mickey's side, they are not stupid, and those who can become shamans can naturally see the power of Hall's hand just now.

The speed of the caster alone was stronger than theirs, not to mention the magic fluctuations coming from the fireball, and Mickey believed that if Hall had thrown the fireball over just now, several young people on their side, including him, might have been able to complete a simple defensive array magic in a hurry at best.

Even if they could defend against this fireball, they would have taken some shocks.

And the guy who slipped his beard and slapped the horse before behaved even more unbearable, not only the boss with his mouth open, but also the clothes behind him were soaked with scared sweat.