After Roland finished his meeting with Ellis, the two of them left the coffee shop around the corner together.

The snow outside had stopped, but it was even colder.

Roland felt uncomfortable. But because of Ellis by his side, Roland couldn't be too embarrassed to show his discomfort.

In the past few days, Roland has never felt stable, and he has no appetite. He could feel himself getting weaker and weaker. But why is this so? Roland thought it was strange.

Originally, at Roland's age, he should have been at his most vigorous, and he was usually injured, but he recovered almost in three or five days. Why do you feel sick as soon as you enter winter? Even the senses seem to be dulled.

Roland thought so, and a figure suddenly fell in front of them.

Roland and Ellis were both stunned for a moment, and before they could react to what was going on, a few more angry little rascals came out of nowhere, and beat the man on the ground, and they were all scolding, not knowing what they were saying.

Roland and Ellis looked at each other and didn't speak.

Unexpectedly, a little hooligan with a cockscomb head saw them looking at each other, and thought that they were planning something, so he suddenly stepped forward violently: "Little white face, look at what!" ”

Roland glanced at the other party and replied calmly, "I didn't look at you......"

"Dare to talk back? Yes? Listening to Roland's answer, "Cockscomb" suddenly became angry, he grabbed Roland's neckline, and raised his hand to give him a punch.

"Wait!" At this time, a green-haired little hooligan stopped the "cockscomb head", and the "cockscomb head" had to give up.

"Greenhair" stopped what he was doing and stopped beating the poor guy on the ground. Seeing the "green-haired" like this, the others also stopped their movements and stared at Roland and Ellis with fierce eyes.

Looks like the green-haired guy should be the head of this group of thugs.

The gangster leader took two steps forward, and suddenly reached out and began to tidy up Roland's collar that had been ripped by the "cockscomb head", and said to Roland without smiling: "Oh, look at the clothes of the two, I don't know which young lady and brother they are?" Brother, I'm short of money now, how about borrowing some flowers? ”

Ellis looked at the scene in front of her and felt incredible, and the doubts in her eyes seemed to ask: Why is it that in this Twin Moon City now, there are still civilians who are not afraid of death who dare to blackmail the nobles? Don't they know that the nobles are most likely mages who are more powerful than them?

The head of the gangsters seemed to see through Ellis's thoughts, and said with a smile: "This young lady must be thinking, how dare untouchables like us make a move on noble nobles, right?" Maybe this little brother on the ground can help you answer this question. But his eyes were rolling back and forth over Ellis's body, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Roland then realized that the young man lying on the ground was dressed in fine clothes. Judging from what he was wearing, he should also be a noble son, but he was rolling on the ground with a blue nose and swollen face at this time, snorting in pain.

Since Roland didn't have any impression of the guy lying on the ground, he felt that this guy's family background should not be very prominent, after all, there were few children of the family in this Twin Moon City that Roland hadn't seen.

Roland was a little puzzled, so he asked him, "What's wrong?" ”

The little brother only curled up on the ground, shaking his head again and again, not daring to make a sound.

After standing outside for a long time, Roland felt that his right hand was starting to go numb again, and he couldn't help frowning.

The gangster thought that Roland was expressing his dissatisfaction, and his expression suddenly became hideous.

"Little white face, what are you proud of? I'm telling you, the kind of person I don't like the most! Isn't it just to have a good father? Thought it would be great to know a few spells? Master, let me tell you, without a magic weapon, you are like a fly in my eyes, just strangle you!" As he spoke, the gangster began to wave his fist in front of Roland.

Roland looked at the green-haired arms expressionlessly, thinking that what he said was the truth. If an ordinary mage doesn't have a magic weapon in hand, it will indeed take some time to immediately draw a magic circle that can cause damage to a strong adult man.

Then if there were so many of them together, the fragile little body of an ordinary mage might not be able to withstand it. But the problem is that the people they are facing now are Roland and Ellis......

Isn't the result obvious?

Due to some physical discomfort, Roland did not rush to make a move. Ellis, however, was already a little impatient. She kicked a pebble on the side of the road casually, and hit the green hairy head in the head impartially!

None of the greenheads reacted, and they fell to the ground!

This made the other thugs immediately stunned.

When they realized what was going on, they became angry again. Roland glanced at Ellis, and was about to say something, but Ellis turned around and blocked in front of Roland, and solved those guys who didn't know what to do in three or two clicks. This made Roland feel a little embarrassed: why does a big man want a girl to shoot?

The sound of the fight also attracted the guards patrolling the area.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to them, the little hooligans rolled their eyes, but instead hit a rake, shouting at the non-commissioned officer who led the team: "Oops! Oh no! Adults, come and take a look! The aristocracy oppressed the commoners! ”

Ellis looked at them coldly, silent, and waited for the patrol to slowly approach.

This column of patrolmen had heard about it, and they were all still on their toes. As a result, as soon as they saw Ellis, they all withered instantly, and they lined up on the side of the road tremblingly.

The little hooligans noticed that the situation was different, and they all became angry: "I know, you collude with each other, only help the nobles, regardless of the ...... of the commoners" Before the words fell, they were kicked to the ground by the head of the guard.

Then the chief of the guard said to Ellis with a flattering face, "Boss, what to do with these little rascals? ”

Ellis didn't look back: "Bring it back to the team, and I'll deal with it when I'm done with my vacation." ”

The little rascal's eyes were about to fly out.

It's a pity that they understood too late, and they may have to suffer what they will have to suffer when they leave.

After the patrol dragged away the little hooligans, the two of them remembered the aristocratic little brother who had just been beaten.

The little brother was still curled up on the ground at the moment, trembling with fear.

Ellis grabbed him up: "What's the matter, as for being scared like this?" ”

Unexpectedly, the little brother suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Don't say it!" ”

What not to say out?

Roland's heart suddenly became suspicious: What is so important?

And the little brother quickly realized that the person he was facing now was no longer those little hooligans, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Roland's instinct told him that it wasn't that simple, so he asked the little brother what was going on.

The little brother's personality seems to be a little cowardly, and before Roland can ask him much, the little brother will talk to himself.

The little brother said, "I am the son of the Chengxi Cory family. Since childhood, he has been weak and sickly, and his talent is not good, so he has never gone to school at the War College, and he is not a mage. Originally, I had nothing to do with those thugs, but then they caught me...... I've been threatening it for the last few days. ”

Roland saw the little brother's eyes flickering, and knew that he was lying, so he said coldly: "Don't you plan to tell the truth yet?" ”

Ellis listened to Roland's words with a surprised expression. And that little brother was already sweating like rain at this time, and he couldn't speak.

The little brother collapsed to the ground at once, begging for mercy: "I was wrong! Two adults, I was wrong! I shouldn't have lied to you. I'm not really a nobleman, I'm just a liar who eats and drinks, steals chickens and dogs. On the 15th, I sneaked into the adult's mansion in the afternoon, trying to take advantage of the chaotic water to fish and take advantage of it, but I happened to bump into someone's ......."

Wait a minute! Killed?