"I really didn't expect that one day I would walk with a human nobleman. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"I didn't expect that the rumored black witch was actually a road idiot. ”

"You'd better die once. ”

"No, no, no, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously. ”

Such a joyful conversation has been repeated between the two no less than ten times, and Xiao Aili who followed closely has changed from curiosity at the beginning to helplessness now, especially in the face of these two people who are not in a straight line with their own thinking circuit, the helplessness on their faces is even more obvious.

"Really, I don't know at all. When the dark witch Lillian saw the identical street in front of her again, the anger that had been accumulating finally turned into magic in her hand, and one by one the magic full of explosions flashed in front of the eyes of Birmingham and the others, and exploded fiery red flowers on the narrow street.

Sure enough, there is always a little discrepancy between rumors and reality. "The old god of Birmingham is already full of anger and dissatisfaction in front of the dark witch, and he has a more intuitive feeling about the dark witch who is rumored to be fearful and evil every time she appears, although this feeling may damage the image of the great dark witch, but I have to admit that a great existence that will get lost is really unbearable.

"Whew. Lilian, the black witch who was kicking and venting, glared at Birmingham who was watching the play, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Why, Lord Lillian is in a much better mood. ”

Oh, why won't your master take a look at the atmosphere, and now in such a situation, don't you say such a thing, isn't it clear that you hit the muzzle of the gun, the little magician Ellie helplessly held her forehead, and felt very ashamed of her master's stupidity.

"I should have killed you. Birmingham's cynicism made the rumored witch's newly calm mood rise and fall again.

In the face of the threat of the Black Witch, Birmingham did not defend too much, but glanced at the desolate alleys that had been bombarded by the explosion, and his expression that had been frivolous gradually converged.

"Maybe you should have killed me. ”

Birmingham's sudden clueless words made the face-to-face black witch Lillian gradually collapse her face, and the excessive physical strength consumed by casting spells recovered little by little, and the rapid wheezing became stable, but the black witch Lillian after this stabilization made the little magician Ellie feel a sense of déjà vu.

"It's a rare thing, it's the first time I've seen someone like you. ”

"Yes, I've seen a lot of people like you, especially your companions. ”

"Companion? Lillian, the dark witch on the other side, put away her wand in her hand, her fair face full of wonder and exclamation.

"yes, I wonder how you managed to escape from that maester, Lord Illusionist. ”

The title changed in an instant, and the atmosphere became unfamiliar in the blink of an eye, and the body and mind that had just been relaxed also dissipated invisibly at the moment when the words in Birmingham's mouth fell.

"A delightful goodbye, Mr. Birmingham. The vision shattered like a mirror, and the strangely dressed boy appeared in front of Birmingham again, only once he appeared in the place where he was no longer familiar with the Rose Manor, but in the dark alleys of the demonic Betley, but no matter where it was, the strangely dressed boy would never bring a happy news to Birmingham.

"So, Mr. Birmingham, is he ready to die, for I have come here at great risk, and it would be sad for the dark witch lady to know that I had impersonated her. The eyes on the boy's clothes kept rolling, as if strangers were opening their eyes wide in appreciation, looking at Birmingham in front of them.

It was an uncomfortable feeling, just like the Rose Manor, Birmingham clenched the sword in his hand, even if he had no more strength left to deal with this difficult enemy.

"Enlightenment, if I say I haven't done it yet, will the illusionist cancel this operation?"

"Knowingly, Mr. Birmingham, you must know that you are the focus of our organization, and by the way, you have a well-known title in our organization. The smiling illusionist revealed a murderous intent that was difficult to ignore, and this second meeting was still an enemy after all.

"The seer is the most appropriate title we can give you, Mr. Birmingham. ”

"Seer?" the lantern man in the sword made a puzzled sound, the meaning behind this title is a bad story, especially when used on his own servant, but the lantern man's doubts are not in Birmingham's consideration for the time being, and now he has put all his attention on how to deal with this sudden illusionist.

Procrastination may be one of the most effective ways to do it right now.

"I'm really flattered. ”

"No, no, no, Mr. Birmingham is fully worthy of this title, after all, you are the man who has been praised by all the oil painters. ”

Procrastination of words is the easiest thing to make time go by, at least in the present, from the moment of identity recognition, Birmingham and the illusionist are still in conversation.

"Ahhh The illusionist rolled his eyes, glanced at Birmingham, who had not moved, and spoke suddenly.

"What a sudden compliment, Master Illusionist. ”

"No, no, no, Mr. Birmingham is indeed very smart and knows that people in our organization like to chat, but Mr. Birmingham has not forgotten something very important. ”

"I want to hear about it. "As the conversation draws to a close, it also means that the crisis is approaching, and Birmingham still dare not let go of an opportunity to stall for time.

"That is, no matter how much Mr. Birmingham delays, there is no point, because death is only a matter of moments. The words fell in a cold flash.

Even the remaining strength of the sword could not be squeezed out a little, and in the face of the cold light that attacked, Birmingham showed a helpless appearance for the first time, perhaps it was really helpless, whether it was Birmingham himself or the little magician Ellie who had exhausted his magic power.

Death may have crept into Birmingham's ears at this moment, but with the killing machine came a glimmer of life, and this vitality finally appeared when the illusionist attacked.

"You should probably look behind you, Master Illusionist. The teasing tone, the familiar remarks, the plot of the wolf just now had not yet come to an end in the illusionist's mind, and Birmingham played the role of a sheep herding child for one time.

"What a foolishness, Mr. Birmingham. "The same lie won't fall for it twice, but what if it wasn't, the blazing fireball engulfed the illusionist's defenseless back, and shattered mirrors emerged from behind him.

The mirror cracked, and the fireball swept over the corners of Birmingham's clothes, bringing up bursts of black ash, but the blackened corners of the clothes were much better than the severed throats.

"What a foolishness, Master Illusionist. The same tone, the same mockery, but the illusionist who reappeared had no intention of retorting, and the huge body at the end of the street had already made the illusionist look annoyed.

Birmingham's provocation from the beginning was for the current situation, and the venting of the black witch that he had just learned caused not only Birmingham's perception, but also provoked a difficult thing, and it seemed that this Mr. Birmingham had been delaying his actions not to wait for his friend, but to wait for his enemy, and of course this enemy is now also his enemy.

You can't expect a demon to be friendly with you, especially a fire demon.