The night is getting thicker and the rain is weakening slightly.

The lights of the city of Nice flickered in the rain, twisted like ghosts.

The dinner to commemorate the first anniversary of the acquaintance is coming to an end, and the cups and plates are swept away. Donner came from a poor background and wasn't used to wasting food, especially since hearing about Moen's background.

Donner leaned back in his chair and looked at the rain curtain with a somewhat gloomy expression, and Rick was obediently silent when he saw him like this.

After a while, she asked, "What are you thinking?"

"A song suddenly came to mind. ”

"Oh, you heard it from the troubadour, can you sing it to me?"

"It's a language you don't understand. ”

"You are too arrogant to understand the language, aren't you? I don't know who has just learned the Kaios language, and the Vantesian language has to be translated by others......"

Donner turned his head and smiled at her, then turned to look at Nice in the rain, hummed a few words softly, and asked, "Do you understand?"

Rickle shook her head blankly, not only had she never heard of this language, she had never heard of the tune, but for some reason, she could hear the faint sadness in Donner's singing.

"What are you singing?" she asked.

"In the continuous rain, I miss my hometown, and I am afraid that the front and back of the house are already covered with dense weeds. I heard the news that the beautiful girl was left alone in that desolate city. ”

"Liar! You sing so shortly, how can there be so much content!" Ruiko looked proud, as if he had exposed the other party's lie on the spot.

"That's a succinct language. Donner replied casually.

The half-elf girl thought about it, and her face suddenly became lonely: "...... Do you think of her?"

"Which she?"

"You know who I'm talking about, the one in a safe place. ”

"Oh. What do you say about her...... I didn't think you would remind me ......," Donner replied with a smile.

"Hey, today is the first anniversary of our acquaintance!, how can you think of someone else!" Rickle sneered.

"Shh......h

"I don't care......," the girl was about to keep messing around. But I heard the wind in the rain outside the balcony. Seeing Donner's serious face again, he finally quieted down.

Donner silently got up to open the door and commanded softly, "You go in first." ”

"I ......"

"Get in. ”

Seeing Donna's solemn face and unquestionable tone, the girl could only obediently enter the room.

......

When the fifth-level wind magic flying technique is cast in the rain, it is extremely expensive, and even for the sixth-level magician Solan, it is a little difficult.

This is still the situation after the rain has subsided, and it is like the majestic rain just now. I'm afraid that only a sixth-level wind mage from the Magic Continent can barely fly.

Solan is a returning mage and the most powerful mage under Pompeii, the second young master of the Prinz family. Since the young master was in his twenties, he has followed him around, in addition to protecting Pompey's safety, more often than not, acting as his thug or secret agent.

A few days earlier, the young master of Pompey had sent him to Nice on his way to Posson. Investigate a mysterious pharmacist.

After arriving in Nice, Solan wandered around Bell Labs all day, never being allowed in, and was at a loss. found a pair of young women walking out of the balcony on the fifth floor of the laboratory.

Based on the information he received, he quickly confirmed: the black-haired man among them was the genius pharmacist mentioned by the second young master. Kevin Bell.

Although Young Master Pompey only asked him to inquire about the news, Solan knew that if he directly took Kevin Bell back. He will definitely be even happier - it is not the first time that the young master has robbed people and business from the other party's family.

Pity. Just as Solan was about to kidnap people, it suddenly rained heavily, ruining his good deeds.

At this point, the rain was weakening, and he was not prepared to wait any longer.

God knows when the target will return to the room - judging from the security measures in the building in front of him, there must be powerful magic arrays on the walls and doors, even if Solan is confident that he can handle it, he will inevitably have to be scrambling. What's more, once the target returns to the building, he doesn't know which corner he will hide in.

Solan was not without worry in his heart, he had heard from Young Master Pompey that this guy named Kevin had killed a Shadow Slayer.

What he feared most was that when he was flying in the air, he would be discovered by the other party and attack with magic - the apothecary could only be a magician, not a knight.

Solan, Solan did not fly directly to the target. He rose from the other corner of the building and circled around the candle-lit balcony.

The rain, though it increased his consumption and slowed him down, was a good cover, and until now, he hadn't been spotted - at least he felt so much, until the moment he flew onto the balcony - and the subject was dressed in frost protection and stared straight at him.

Based on Solan's experience, the defensive magic on the other party's body, even by the standards of the Magic Continent, is at least a fifth-level magic.

And even if he tried his best, he might not be able to reach this level, not to mention that he had just flown in the rain and had already consumed most of the demigod yuan.

All of these judgments happen in a split second.

What Donner saw was the moment the other party flew onto the balcony, the smile on his face instantly froze, and then he hurriedly retreated.

Originally, Donner's worries were no less than the other party's.

It was the first time he had seen someone else perform the art of flying. He didn't know how many levels of magic flying magic was, and he couldn't deduce the other party's magic level from it.

Donner didn't hide in the room like Rickle because he had to capture a returning mage, and since he could find the trail, he shouldn't be too powerful.

Rao is so, and he is already fully prepared.

For example, the fifth-level frost protector on the body.

Another example is a stack of magic scrolls that you are dragging in your hand.

Donner can only attack and defend against magic, and the last time he faced the Shadow Slayer, he was almost escaped by the other party because of this.

The scroll he was holding in his hand at this time was almost all binding magic.

In an instant, the fifth-level green vine entanglement, the fifth-level hurricane entanglement, and the fifth-level petrification technique were almost pulled apart by him at the same time.

As soon as Solan withdrew from the balcony range, he was pulled back by the green vine and the hurricane, not only that, but his hands and feet gradually became numb, he knew that this was the effect of petrification, this kind of domineering earth magic, although the effect was not permanent, but once he was hit, in a short period of time, his body would become as hard as a stone, and he could not move at all.

The power of the sixth-level magician was only revealed at this time - although he was at a disadvantage, he was not completely flustered, and it only took a few seconds to cast the sixth-level defensive magic, the Wind Vortex.

The effect of the three scrolls was suddenly diminished.

Solan was a little settled in his heart, and he was about to jump out of the balcony upside down, but the scene that suddenly appeared in front of him made his face look like ashes.

Before he got out of trouble, Donner didn't stop for a moment, and he had already opened six or seven scrolls, all of which were entwined with fifth-level green vines.

At this time, countless green vines were like the claws stretched out by the demons in the sky, overwhelmingly attacking Solan. (To be continued.) )