Salin chuckled lightly and said, "Baron Minghui seems to think that being able to throw fireballs is a magician, although I understand your ignorance, but I can't accept it. ”

Baron Minghui clenched his fists, and the swordsman behind him whispered something in his ear, so he didn't get angry. But he was unwilling to be humiliated by a child with such an attitude, and Saleen's age was not worthy of the word mage, no matter how you looked at it.

"The Skochenians used to say that everything could be bought with gold. Master Sarin, I'd like to hire you to improvise your magic on the spot. ”

"No problem, I'll go to Shining Sun City tomorrow and register as a mercenary, and Lord Baron can send someone to accompany me. Salin looked unconfident.

"Why bother, Master Sarin, I'm in charge, for now. You offer a price, and let our parents have some insight. Baron Minghui is a person of status and will not refuse you. The Viscountess immediately settled the problem, and Baron Minghui's mouth was deflated and a little painful. But he can't refute the praise of such a beauty, it's too embarrassing.

"It's just two thousand gold coins, and it's not easy for Lord Baron to go out. Sally looked careless, and his heart was already full of joy.

"I'll give you three thousand gold coins, and you will duel with my swordsman, and if you win, it's yours. "Baron Minghui is finally on fire.

The atmosphere at the table immediately became tense, and Salin's pupils contracted, and he forgot something. Magicians are terrible, but there is an exception for one kind of person, and that is the poor country who has not seen anything of the world. They may be afraid of a mad dog, but they are definitely not afraid of a magician.

Because mad dogs are understandable, magicians never appear.

Salin turned his gaze to the swordsman behind the baron, slowed down his pace, and asked, "Are you planning to fight me to the death?" ”

Salin's words were emotionless, not a single ripple. The swordsman's cold sweat was already soaking his back, and he kept cursing his baron in his heart. He is just a high-level swordsman, and it may be possible to kill this teenager, but a magic apprentice is different from a swordsman, if you kill an apprentice, the apprentice's teacher will definitely give more lives if he is angry.

When he first arrived, he didn't know how many levels of mage Salin's teacher was, and if he exceeded the fourth level, even if he killed the baron, the emperor wouldn't be too angry.

If you are still young, will your future be ruined in the hands of the baron?

Salin had been looking into the swordsman's eyes, and the swordsman's mood swings were seen in his heart, and Salin breathed a sigh of relief. This swordsman did not dare to kill himself. Salin's heart settled, he looked at Baron Minghui, and said with a smile: "Baron, when I say two thousand gold coins, I mean the price you hired me to perform magic, and the victory or defeat of the duel is to add additional chips." If you can't afford it, forget it, a few thousand gold coins, I haven't seen it yet, I'm giving Viscount Guge face. ”

Salin spoke very well, worthy of the identity he was now disguised.

Baron Minghui gritted his teeth fiercely, but he was helpless.

"Well, the baron probably doesn't have much money left, so I'll use your ring as a prize. If I win......"

"Good!" Baron Minghui pulled the dazzling ring from his hand and placed it on the table. "You win, this one is yours, in case you get any damage, it's none of mine. ”

"Let's get started. Salin suddenly waved his hand, and the swordsman behind Baron Minghui instinctively drew his sword, and the two of them were separated from the table, he didn't dare to jump on the table to attack Salin, that would be too rude.

Salin didn't think so, and with a wave of his hand, the flames in the copper basin in the center of the table instantly swelled, almost rushing to the roof. It's just that the originally red flame has turned into a dark blue color at this time, and it beats strangely.

The swordsman felt pain in both his eyes and nostrils at the same time, and his eyes could no longer see anything. He immediately used his sword qi, and the long sword formed a sword curtain to protect himself. He didn't know what magic he had fallen into, and he was terrified.

Instead of using magic, Salin threw the witch's gaze into the fire, and everyone in the room was temporarily blind except for him. Salin silently jumped onto the table, picked up the magic wand in his hand, and slammed it Baron Minghui's head.

Baron Minghui did not have martial arts skills like Viscount Guge, he was blind, and he had already screamed in panic, and the staff struck him firmly on the door of the head. Venus rose, and Baron Minghui didn't know what was happening, and Salin struck him in the head again.

"Stop, don't fight, don't fight, I'm losing!" Baron Minghui was beaten a few times, and finally felt what was hitting him. His throat was tingling, his voice was hoarse, and he almost didn't cry. Isn't that demon a magician, why did you hit me?

Salin then stopped, bent down on the table, picked up Baron Minghui's ring, picked it up, and then stepped over the extinguishing flames and returned to his seat.

Everyone's eyes gradually regained their sight, and the swordsman saw the bag in Baron Minghui's head and glared angrily at Salin. Viscount Guge didn't know what to say, after all, Salin was nominally his magician, and he beat his guests badly, and Baron Minghui would lose face if he said it.

Salin shrugged his shoulders and said, "If your lord is killed in battle, even if you kill all the enemies, you won't be able to restore your reputation, right?"

The swordsman looked in the direction of Salin's finger, his heart cold. I don't know when it melted a hole the size of a basin on the table, and the location of the hole was right in front of Baron Minghui's eyes.

He knew the magic of acid sputtering, and he was not afraid, but once the baron was drenched, even if he didn't die, this life would be over. Moreover, the previous magic made him lose his visual ability for almost thirty seconds, and as long as the other party released a first-level magic, he might not be able to resist it.

Only then did he thank Salin, but he didn't know that Salin didn't know any first-level magic at all, otherwise he would have thrown a fireball on his head. Only dead enemies are safe, and any professional understands this.

"I lost. The swordsman hung his head and put away his sword.

"Then the baron won't pay the bill, two thousand gold coins." Saleen reached out shamelessly.

With a sad face, Baron Cook took out two Imperial Bank deposit notes from his bosom and handed them to the maid waiting behind him. When Salin got the deposit ticket, his eyebrows immediately became kind, he took out a small bottle, poured the potion in the bottle into the charcoal fire, and the fragrance immediately filled the room.

"Viscount, I'm sorry to break your table. Saleen apologized to Viscount Guge as he eliminated the after-effects of the witch's gaze.

Viscount Guge's heart was slightly cold, he knew that his martial arts skills were not as good as Baron Minghui's swordsman, and if he wanted to kill him, it would be no difficulty. The magician is really an evil thing, isn't his plan too risky this time?

He had thought that Saleen was an apprentice and that it didn't matter if he took advantage of it. Now it seems that even a magic apprentice is enough to make people die inexplicably.

"Salin, to see such wonderful magic, a table is nothing. Let's just change places. Guge beckoned everyone to get up, and he also knew that if he continued in this house, Baron Minghui might not be able to endure it for a minute.

Saleen had dinner with Viscount Guge, Chris had returned, Viscount Guge couldn't keep it, and Saleen left the City Lord's Mansion with a huge leather bag on his back.

Baron Minghui was angry, and originally wanted to provoke a few words, but Viscount Guge just said to him softly: "It's my title, and I can't help the magician." ”

Baron Minghui was instantly deflated, he may be very rich, but the difference between the title and Guge is three levels, and even the first-class viscount said so, it seems that there is no way for him to take revenge on Salin.

Salin walked through the city gate with some triumph and walked slowly towards his home. Now Salin does not need to pay taxes when he enters the city. This is true in any city on the continent, where a mage is a privileged person.

Beating Baron Minghui made Saleen feel much happier. He had a feeling of being completely turned over, and from then on, he was no longer the same Salin as he was, and the surname Metatrin no longer represented decline and poverty. Even a nobleman in charge of a town can be beaten, what is there to dislike about himself?

Of course, the premise is to become a real magician. If Baron Minghui knew that he was an apprentice and was fine in Ceylon City, once he left, he would probably be retaliated against by the other party.

Now that he has 10,000 gold coins, the refining of the magic string potion must be completed as soon as possible, otherwise after winter, Baron Guge will need to help destroy the pirates himself.

Salin was not enthusiastic about exterminating pirates, his family had never been a fisherman for generations, first a nobleman, then his title was gone, and he was very successful in business, all by land in the south. The pirates and Saleen had no enmity, but Baron Goog's words made Saleen tempted that he could save many sailors and soldiers.

Jason was still obsessed with his magical experiments, asking him what Saleen was doing. Salin spent 6,000 gold coins to buy a full six portions of the materials and began to prepare for refining the magic string potion.

He was not able to cast a magical flame himself, and could only rely on alchemy equipment such as a crucible. The process of refining the magic string potion was still not smooth, Saleen failed four times in a row, and there was still a pile of dregs in the cauldron, and nothing was refined.

The four thousand gold coins were gone, and Salin's heart ached, but the more he invested, the more difficult it was to give up. The day of the midyear festival is approaching, and Salin hopes to participate in the celebration as a true magician.

It was another early morning, and Jason had eaten early and entered the laboratory, the door closed. Saleen erected the cauldron in his room and added a magic flask, but it didn't light it. He took out his badge, held it in his hand, and released a level 0 spell, waiting for the badge to drain his mana.

Every time he did this, after recovering, Salin's mental power would grow a little. If it weren't for the poor elemental affinity, he would have become an official magician a long time ago, and he wouldn't have had to refine any magic string potion.

The mysterious badge drained all the power in Salin's body, and Salin lay on the floor, quietly waiting for his recovery. A flash of blue flashed through the lightning-shaped scar in the center of the badge, and various negative effects poured in. Salin didn't seem to feel anything, and rehearsed the process of refining the magic string potion little by little in his heart.

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