In the world of science, no matter how fast a person runs, he can't outrun a bullet, and in the same way, in the world of magic, no matter how fast he runs, he will be overtaken by a magic icicle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Do you want me to die?" Kenan scolded angrily after seeing Drummond's spell, wanting to further speed up himself, now the distance between the two is not close, Drummond is chasing after him, even if the speed is too fast, it is impossible to catch up with Kenan. As long as Kenan runs a few more steps and escapes the range of the icicle, he will be considered an escape.

"I didn't want you to die!" Drummond stared at Kenan with sharp eyes, and said fiercely, this icicle also has a change, this change is a skill he has mastered after trying to improve his mental power. Today I was going to test the actual combat effect here, and as the spiritual power and magic energy were released together, the ice pick exploded into countless tiny fragments with a click, splashing in multiple directions at any time.

More than ten sharp shards pierced Kenan's back and legs, and blood flowed out immediately, although these wounds were not serious, but they did seriously affect Kenan's movements, he fell to the ground at once, although he got up again later, but his movements were not neat enough, and the retinue who followed Drummond from the tavern quickly chased after Kenan from behind with a rope at this time, and subdued Kenan.

"Hmph, don't you dare to make such a big move, aren't you afraid that the city defense army will come to the door in a while?" Kenan's back was covered with blood, but this look was even more hideous and unruly, there was a way to escape just now, he naturally wouldn't fight hard, this would be gone, and his face naturally began to show that kind of unstingy temperament.

"When the city defense army comes, I naturally have something to explain, the regulations on the security administration and punishment of the lord's mansion are all formulated to protect us mages. Drummond looked rather arrogant, not taking Kenan's threat to heart. "Just let him know that this is what our academy discipline department does. ”

"Well, I'll scream then, and I'll see how you end up when the scandal of the Discipline Division's abuse of lynching outside the school gets out!" Kennan laughed smirked, and there was a smug smile in his smile, as if he had made an extremely brilliant move that Drummond would not take.

"It's useless for you to scream throat," Drummond's face did not have the bewilderment and confusion that Kenan expected, but a sneer full of cruelty: "If there is such a scandal, I will leave the academy to become a military mage, as for you, you should think about it, as one of the protagonists of the scandal, how will your family survive in the school in the future!"

After hearing Drummond say this, the smug smile on Kenan's face disappeared, replaced by a kind of viciousness and ferocity that chooses people to devour, he wants to pounce on Drummond, but he has injuries and several big men around him to prevent him from making any out-of-the-ordinary moves, so as soon as he moves, his shoulders are grabbed by people, and he can only shout in vain in place.

"You hillbilly from the village, you act like a groundhog, you can't see a little sunshine, if you have a kind of words, you come to me!" Kenan's eyes were red like a white rabbit at this time, and he roared at the top of his throat. Drummond was just a slave from the smallest aristocratic family in the country, and he was the only one in the family who had a good reputation, which was completely different from Kennan's parents, uncles, and people who were mages for several generations.

"You'd better shut up as a squib who eats idle food on the back of your life. Drummond is very taboo about his origin, so at this time, Kenan's face was ugly after being called out of his origin. "If you hadn't practiced your reincarnation technique well, you might have died in some gutter now!"

Neither of them was a mouthpiece, so after scolding him, Drummond had his men gagged Kenan with rags and took him back to the tavern, and then he handed over an envelope that had been prepared to one of his men and told him to take it to the Dog Whistle Bar, where Ahri passed it on to the head of Arugao & Garvin Studios in the area, the boss behind Kenan.

After doing this, Drummond once again took out the small money bag containing two hundred gold coins, stuffed them into Kenan's arms, and said to him proudly, "Now that you have seen, these two hundred gold coins are the sum of money you must take. ”

Kennan could not utter a word, but to express his anger with wide eyes, which was an insult to him by Drummond, who was portraying himself as a man who betrayed his friends and boss for money.

When he had done all this, Drummond sat back in his original seat, guarding the half-cup of herbal tea in front of him, and sat there motionless. This is also his habitual action, when possible, try to meditate as much as possible, which will help him to maintain his best condition for a long time.

I don't know how long I waited, but it would take at least two hours, because the magic energy consumed by Drummond to release the icicle had been refilled at this time, and it would take two hours to replenish it through meditation. It was nearly late at night, and it was unlikely that there would be any guests at the tavern, and there was only one person who could come, and that was the person he wanted to see.

But when he opened his eyes, he was disappointed, and saw another squib, the kid named Galen that he had just fished out from the City Defense Division a few days ago, although he was smart, but he didn't have the ability to touch the magic net, thinking of this, Drummond still felt very relieved.

"Why are you here?" After seeing Galen, Drummond had a look of wisdom beads in his hand, and asked him with a smile, "Is it because Kennan's boss behind him didn't dare to come to see me, so he asked you to come forward?"

"Am I so unbearable in the eyes of the teacher?" Galen sat down opposite Drummond with a sneer, and casually pulled out a small bottle from his close-fitting satchel, which contained an oily liquid, but he couldn't see the exact ingredients.

"It's you!" Glen's words made Drummond react, he was the boss behind the apothecary studio he had been looking for. "Put the bottle down in your hand, I know you're a psionic who manipulates things!"

Hearing Drummond shout, Galen put the bottle back on the table with some disappointment, "It seems that the teacher is very protective of me, so there is no need for us to talk." ”