"How dare you !! that"

A scream came from the dark corner of the street, and then a short magician in a tattered gray robe rushed out, grabbed Oleg by the corner of his coat, and bravely shouted: "How dare you kick the mushroom of the wizard!"

Oleg stopped, looked down and looked at him in confusion.

The short trickster had a hunched back, grayish-white abscesses on either side of his cheeks, sparse eyebrows, slender eyes, and a little drooping at the corners of his eyes. This made his eyes inexplicably fierce when he looked at people.

Oleg recognized this as a dilapidated settlement in the North District, and he liked to do some porcelain touching and blackmail on weekdays. If someone is willing to give out a few coppers, it is no problem for him to lick the soles of his boots that have just stepped on muddy water.

The stimulation of alcohol made Oleg's brain a little dull, but no matter how dull he was, after being grabbed and dragged twice by this, he also came back to his senses - it was nothing more than the wizard who 'made' these sun-spitting bubble mushrooms was nearby, and this house wanted to sell a good fortune to the wizard and then ask for a few rewards.

So he looked left and right.

Soon, he saw two young wizards more than ten meters away. One was a sorcerer in a red robe, a handsome man, who was supposed to be at the First University, and the other was a sorceress in a cloak with a wide-brimmed hat that could not see her face clearly, but then the sparse bubbles of sunlight around her could faintly reveal a pair of curious, bright eyes.

"Disgusting bed bugs. Oleg spat viciously in the broken face, then flew up and kicked him in the chest: "Since you want to slap the wizard's ass so much, then get closer and slap ......"

The Broken House screamed, sliding through the air in a twisted arc before landing not far from the two young wizards.

Instead of getting up, he continued to scream, crawling a few steps closer to the two young wizards, stretching out his arms and trying to grab the witch's skirt.

"Be merciful, O merciful young lady," he exclaimed in a strange tone, "I was kicked by the bear...... For your mushrooms...... Have mercy and give me a potion to dispel poison!"

There was a jumble of laughter in the shadows on both sides of the street.

At this time, everyone understood the idea of breaking down. Probably the dirty poison on his body made him unbearable, so he thought of such a risky method.

......

When the mushroom that was spitting sunlight bubbles was kicked away by Oleg, Zheng Qing and Jiang Yuzheng were whispering about the various changes that might be brought about by the 'post-puppet era'.

So the interaction between the broken man and Oleg did not attract their attention.

It wasn't until laughter came from both sides of the street, and then a dark shadow smashed not far in front of the two of them, that the young wizards raised their guard. Zheng Qing took out a piece of talisman paper, and Jiang Yu put his finger on the spine of the law book.

Before they could figure out what was happening, they saw a vicious-looking, plague-shrouded, dirty magician crawling towards them, and stretched out his hand to try to grab the corner of Jiang Yu's skirt.

"Ahh

"Bang!"

The broken finger had just touched the corner of the witch's skirt, as if it had been struck by high-voltage electricity, and it bounced out, and the ball bounced on the ground a few times, and finally slammed into the side of the road, and was silent.

Like a duck pinched by the neck.

The laughter that had just sprung up on both sides of the street came to an abrupt end, and the street fell into an eerie and unsettling silence for a moment. Zheng Qing was keenly aware of the looming malice around him.

This is the malice of the sorcerer's 'bullying' of the prankster, and the inflamed hatred of the same enemy.

Even the gray-robed man who looked like a grizzly bear who had kicked the shabby in front of the two young wizards in the first place looked at the two young wizards with unkind eyes.

"Didn't you get touched? Zheng Qing grabbed the witch's arm, his lips squirmed, and he whispered. His eyes were cautiously glancing at the shadows on the left and right corners, not noticing that his actions were slightly out of line.

"I feel like I've hurt someone. The witch swallowed, her fingers turning a little white.

"That's not the point. Zheng Qing pinched the witch's arm and motioned for her to look away from the ruined house and pay attention to the dangerous situation of the two of them—out of the corner of Zheng Qing's eye, he could already catch a glimpse of a magician leaning out of the shadows with a suspiciously shaped tool.

He's not scaring himself.

On Phuket Island, there is news of a conflict between wizards and magicians every year, and although the magic is weak, the magicians still have the ability to harm wizards because of their familiarity with wizards.

Every year, when new students enter the school, the seniors warn the young people not to enter the North Side of Beta Town easily, there have been rumors on the island that young wizards have strayed into the North Side and ended up losing their eyes, tongues, and even hearts. It is said that the magicians would cut out the tongues of the wizards and transplant them to themselves in order to gain the ability to chant incantations.

The streets are getting quieter.

In order to save mana, Jiang Yu lowered his support for 'Biyue Feiwei', and there were suddenly fewer mushroom people running around the streets, and the streets that were originally much brighter were also darkened again.

"What's going on!" a slightly hurried voice sounded from not far away, accompanied by a crackling of footsteps.

Zheng Qing followed the prestige, only to see a young magician with golden curls and some emaciated hair running over the 'bear man' towards the place of the incident.

Unlike other magicians, this loud magician has a black tadpole-shaped spell mark on his forehead.

Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu exchanged glances vaguely and breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, with the wizards of the North District present, as long as the situation is clear, with their relationship with Senior Sister Colmar, this matter can definitely be resolved safely and quietly.

Before he could speak, a shrill voice came from a shadow on the street corner:

"Those two wizards are bullying people with magic...... Everybody saw it. ”

There was a echoing sound of approval from the surrounding shadows, but just like that harsh voice, Zheng Qing could only hear the voice, but could not see the figure.

The boy raised an eyebrow.

"It was an accident," he raised his voice slightly, and immediately suppressed the noisy voices outside the arena: "No one bullies anyone, it's just an accident!"

"Whether it was an accident or not we can judge for ourselves, outsiders. Although the wizard of the Northern District was thin, his attitude was unexpectedly resolute: "Now, hand over your law book and come with me......"

"Hula-la-la," the rough laughter of the 'bear man' echoed through the streets, "Albon, you have more courage than you seem." I originally thought that you would only dare to take out the Dharma book in front of your own people. ”