Just as the three old foxes were thinking about how to make Ezreal make a fool of themselves to please the two little masters in front of them, a spatial crack suddenly drew at the door, and then they saw a middle-aged man dressed as a magician walking out of it.

Seeing this almost miraculous scene, the guests around were stunned. And Irene looked at the mysterious man, pouted her cute little mouth, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Really, even a small appearance has to be done like this." ”

Hearing Irene's words, Earl Drow immediately came back to his senses, knelt down to the mysterious man, and said in awe: "Drow, I've seen Lord Marshal. ”

"Lord Marshal?" The surrounding guests looked at the mysterious man, and couldn't help but be shocked. Didn't you say that the Marshal went to visit friends in the Empire of Asia two days ago? Why did he return to the Brook Wind Empire and still appear in this small city? But looking at Count Drow was not for show. After coming back to their senses, the guests all around them bowed their heads and knelt down, not daring to look up at the mysterious man.

All of a sudden, except for Ezreal and Irene, everyone including the Duke's son, Rekner, fell to their knees.

Looking at the mysterious man in front of him, Ezreal's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance. You must know that in any empire on the Fengyun Continent, nobles are divided into five ranks: viscount, baron, earl, marquis, and duke. And above the duke, in addition to the monarch of the empire, is the marshal of the empire. And the marshal, no matter which empire, has only one, and is still the only one in the empire that is recognized as the only one that can compete with the monarch of the empire. In addition, every marshal must have taken that step, so that he could not bow down even when he met the emperor of the empire. At the same time, the marshal has the power of life and death over other nobles, even if it is a duke, as long as the name is justified, the marshal will kill when he says it. As for an earl like Drow, as long as the marshal does not kill dozens or hundreds of people at once, basically no one cares about such a trivial matter.

What's more, Ezreal sensed a dragon-like magic from the mysterious man in front of him, although it was far inferior to his heyday, but it was comparable to the weakest hero in the League of Legends.

Facing the crowd of people kneeling on the ground around him, the mysterious man didn't say anything, and in silence he was like a god in the sky, indifferently and mercilessly examining the ants under him. Turning his perspective, the mysterious man looked at Ezreal who was standing, and a flash of interest flashed in his eyes. Although Ezreal is like an ant to him today, isn't it interesting that ants can stand on the majesty of the gods, which is so boring that they are used to being worshipped?

Seeing the mysterious man set his eyes on him, Ezreal did not take a half step back, but also looked at the mysterious man.

Seeing this, the mysterious man smiled faintly, and then a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, an invisible pressure rushed towards Ezreal.

Level 5 Magician-level Spiritual Expansion.

Generally speaking, with Ezreal's current level 2 mage apprentice level, the level 5 mage's spiritual expansion would definitely make him unable to get out of bed for two or three months. However, with Ezreal's experience and the terrifying soul power of the two worlds, this spiritual expansion was forcibly divided into the surrounding space by unknown means, and only a small part of it was applied to Ezreal himself.

When the mysterious man saw Ezreal who was not moving, the smile on his face did not decrease but increased, and with a movement of his fingers, the level of mental expansion rose to level six.

Ezreal remained indifferent

Level 7

Level 8

Level 9

After a long time, the mysterious man still did not calm everyone down, and Rekner couldn't help but feel a little depressed: Could it be that the marshal has put up an official stand? But with the marshal's personality and Irene, it shouldn't be like this. Compared with Count Drow, who was prostrate on the ground and did not dare to look around, the bold Rekner looked at Irene on the side with a corner. I saw that the girl looked surprised, and when she looked up again, that inconspicuous hairy boy actually dared to look at the great marshal, which was too bold!

But after another pause, Rekner noticed that something was wrong: what was the situation? The marshal actually used mental expansion. No, this is impossible, how can a yellow-haired boy be wrongly loved by the marshal?

The mysterious man smiled, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. A level 2 magician apprentice can actually withstand the spiritual expansion of a level 9 magician, and it seems that this city has produced a good seedling. However, if you want to become a disciple of the old man, it is not enough to do this, you have to see if you can cross this step.

The mysterious man snapped his fingers, and a spiritual expansion of the level of a 10 magister came straight towards Ezreal. Ezreal instantly stepped back half a step as if he had been hit in the chest by a sledgehammer. Although the difference between level 9 and level 10 is only 1 level, this level is similar to the huge gap between commoners and nobles. Although Ezreal only suffered one-tenth of the shock, it was still not something he could bear now.

Looking at Ezreal, who took another step back, an imperceptible look of disappointment flashed in the mysterious man's eyes. Although Ezreal's current talent as a magician is at the top level in the Brook Wind Empire, it still can't meet his requirements for accepting apprentices. However, think about it, it is already rare for a small city to produce such a genius, how can you expect too much?

Just as the mysterious man was about to withdraw his mental expansion, Ezreal's aura suddenly rose a notch. That's right, Ezreal broke through and reached the level 3 magician apprentice level. Originally, Ezreal himself had reached the peak of a level 2 magician apprentice, but now under the impact of the mysterious man's spiritual expansion, he had completed a gorgeous breakthrough.

After reaching level 3, Ezreal stopped retreating, and even took a step forward under the ghostly expressions of Irene and Rekner. Although the spiritual expansion of the level 10 magister is still a headache, it is already within the range that Ezreal can bear.

The mysterious man shook his head, not increasing the level of mental expansion, after all, it was useless, the blonde boy in front of him was even better than himself back then in terms of talent. With a finger, the powerful spiritual expansion vanished in an instant, as if it had never appeared. And Ezreal, who was unaware for a while, stumbled on his feet and fell directly to the ground. Looking at Ezreal who fell to the ground, a smile flashed in the mysterious man's eyes: It seems that this game is my small victory.

"Get up, please!"

I don't know how long Count Drow and the others hurriedly got up, and spread out on both sides to empty the middle aisle with great interest, and Count Drow, as the master, squeezed out the most difficult smile in his life and walked to the side of the mysterious man and respectfully greeted his arrival.

Ignoring the humble Earl of Drow, the mysterious man walked in the direction of Ezreal, and wherever he went, no one dared to stop him, and no one did not retreat. When they came to Irene and the other three, everyone thought that the marshal was going to communicate with his beloved daughter, but the mysterious man directly ignored Irene and Rekner, and walked up to Ezreal under the surprised gaze of everyone.

"Yi Fengyun," the mysterious man affectionately shook Ezreal's small hand under the eyes of many pairs of extremely wide eyes, "Young man, do you know your name?"

"Ezreal. Even though the mysterious man in front of him was the marshal of the contemporary Brookwind Empire, Ezreal still had a calm and calm face.

"Ezreal? ”

After a compliment, the mysterious man put on a gentle posture that did not match the rumors, and kindly stroked Ezreal's little head. Then, in the midst of many incredulous glances, he asked, "Would you like to be my disciple and become the successor I thought I was?"

Everyone present felt that the world was turned upside down, and their brains went blank. What? The marshal, who has always regarded the imperial capital as a fool and refused to accept the three princes as apprentices, was actually moved, why is he still this down-and-out nobleman who is good for nothing but his appearance? Moreover, what does the successor mean? Could it be that this hairy boy in front of him will be the next imperial marshal? This, this, this

Seeing this, Ilanluo first pinched himself in disbelief, and then fainted happily, muttering in his mouth: "This is fate!"

However, at this time, there are always some discordant voices. Like a kitten that had been stepped on by its tail, Irene jumped up directly, grabbed the mysterious man's right arm and said coquettishly: "No, no! Daddy, this villain bullied people when he was in the academy, you can't take him as an apprentice." ”

This sentence fully represents the voices of everyone present, and I can't help but give a thumbs up to Irene. However, the marshal, who has always loved Irene very much, frowned, and for the first time in his life, he scolded Irene and said: "Adults speak, what are you talking about this little child." Irene, you go and play, don't disturb your father. ”

Elinton felt aggrieved, a trace of tears flashed in her eyes, and when she was about to say something, Ezreal's words made everyone present petrified.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to. ”

Ezreal's voice seemed to have magical power, striking at everyone's fragile hearts again and again. And Ilanluo, who was originally rescued by his friend, also foamed at the mouth, and fainted again after less than ten seconds of awakening, still muttering in his mouth: "This is fate!"