Garnes muttered in the young man's ear, and the young man laughed and listened, and when he had finished, he walked towards Lucien with a smile in his smile, with a touch of extreme falsehood. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're Lucian?"

When Lucien heard this, he didn't speak, but nodded.

"My name is Crewell, and you've probably heard my name. There was an indescribable arrogance in Créwell's words, as if his name should be known to the whole world.

"Young Master of the Eternal Flame Family, Créwell, I have indeed heard of your name. Lucien said.

Créwell was very satisfied with Lucian's answer, his chin was slightly upturned, and he said in a tone of some pity: "I have heard of your talent, all A+ in nine courses, and you became a first-class wizard apprentice in two semesters, which is quite a good achievement among mortals. But there are some things in your circle that are not good, and they are all garbage that has not been able to become a first-class wizard for a long time. I don't say much, a better circle will have better resources, won't it?"

Créwell's insulting language to Lucian's friend made Lucian's face gradually cold, and he frowned: "Can you speak straightforwardly, Master Crewell, you can say whatever you want to say directly." ”

Créwell smiled, turned his face, looked up at the ceiling, and didn't reply.

Seeing this, Garness, who was on the side, immediately ran to Lucien and said, "Young Master Créwell is currently in the stage of growth, and now is the best time for you to offer your loyalty. Young Master is willing to give you this opportunity, Lucian, are you willing to follow the future Starry Morning Wizard?"

This kind of method of elevating one's own status and then letting others rely on the past for free is also a little new, Xingchen Wizard is a fourth-level wizard, although there is a legend of a fourth-level wizard in the north, but no one has ever seen it, this guy is either arrogant or arrogant to the extreme.

If nothing else, he Lucien had already made an oath in the Sanctuary of the Witch King Sinaval that he would always stick to his own path and always be loyal to his heart, how could he break his oath.

Even if he hadn't made such an oath, Lucien wouldn't be with someone who insulted his friend, let alone follow him. Thinking of this, Lucien refused: "I'm very sorry, I refuse. ”

Créwell's face was waiting for Lucien's reply, but he didn't expect this result, his face changed, and he sneered a few times.

"Lucien, the Eternal Flame family is a wealthy family in the Northlands, not an ordinary wizarding family. Garnes pretended to be a well-wisher and persuaded.

Among the wizarding families in the Northland, the wealthy family is only ranked behind the gate valve and the top wealthy family, which is enough to reach the top family, no wonder the other party is so proud.

But what does this have to do with him, Lucian?

Seeing Lucien's ignorance, Créwell just sneered, and his little brother couldn't help it one by one.

"Lucien, you're going to regret your decision today. ”

"Shameless things for the face. ”

"I think he's going to regret it later. ”

"When you are old, you will not be able to become a full-fledged wizard for the rest of your life, and then ...... Hehe. ”

“......”

Lucien was not angry, he was silent all the time, and when he saw that the other side was almost done, he suddenly said something like this: "Are you finished?"

The indifferent tone, which did not take the threat of the Eternal Fire family into account at all, made Créwell's straight face turn pale.

"Please give way. Lucien pushed away Garnes, who was in front of him, and said, "You're in my way." ”

"You ......"

Lucien shrugged his shoulders and said, "I—I'm like this?" I said, you're in my way. Why, you won't let me pass, is it because this road was invested by your family?"

"I ......"

Lucien laughed, turned to Crewell, and said, "It turns out that the road in front of the Wizard's Tower belongs to a private person, Master Crewell, is that so?"

Créwell was going mad.

This swear without a level of profanity!!

This is not at all the tone of the Eternal Fire Family, who put him Crewell in his eyes, what qualifications do you have to dare to talk to me like this.

He didn't know that Lucien was a man with his own ideals, and he would succumb to such a threat.

Just as they were facing each other, a familiar figure walked outside the door, and that expressionless look was none other than Mislanda.

Seeing Mithlanda coming, Lucien hurriedly stood on the side of the passage and bowed his head respectfully,

Prepare to wait for Mislanda to pass before leaving on your own.

Crewell's group reacted and stood on the side of the passage, closer to the gate than Lucien's position.

Mislanda walked in briskly, her head straight ahead, as if Lucien and Crewell were air.

"Good night, Mislanda Lecturer. ”

Créwell and his party greeted them, but they didn't expect Mislanda to ignore them at all, and just walked straight past them, as they walked over like air.

Crewell thought that Mislanda didn't recognize who he was, so he raised his voice and said loudly: "Lecturer Mislanda, I'm Crewell from the Eternal Flame Family, and we met at the last ball. ”

It was quite loud, but Mislanda ignored him.

Créwell's face turned extremely ugly.

I wanted to get angry, but I remembered the admonition of the elders in the family, and my expression was distorted, and I didn't know if there was anything wonderful.

At this time, Mislanda walked up to Lucian, and Lucian greeted softly, "Good night, Lecturer Mislanda." ”

Who does this hillbilly think he is, and Mithlanda doesn't even pay attention to me, will he pay attention to you?

Hearing Lucian's greeting, Créwell sneered inwardly.

Unexpectedly, when Mithlanda heard Lucien's greeting, she paused slightly and said, "Good night." ”

After that, he went up the spiral staircase and left.

Créwell's angry face turned white and red, and he wanted to scold but couldn't.

It's a shame.

When Mislanda's figure disappeared, Créwell roared in a low voice, "This! no! but! can!".

- "You!"

Everyone's eyes followed Crewell's fingers and focused on Lucian, "How the hell did you do that?"

Lucien shook his head, smiled, and didn't speak, ready to leave.

Seeing that Lucien was leaving, Créwell hurriedly grabbed Lucien, and whispered with a hideous face: "If you don't say it, don't think about leaving today." ”

"Haha!" Lucien smiled, shook Crewell's hand, and said, "Because my circle is different from yours, and the level of your circle is too low, of course you can't understand my circle." That's it, if it's okay, I'll go first. ”

Crewell didn't expect Lucien to return his words to him, and there was nothing more humiliating in the world than slapping himself in the face.

Looking at Lucian's distant back, Créwell snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.