"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

Spy came back to his senses and found that the ordinary merchant had come to him at some point. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He had a smile peculiar to a businessman on his face, wearing a yellow hard-wearing outfit with a thick patch at his elbow.

"You're a merchant?" Spy's interest said, "Do you have anything for sale?"

"Some fine glass gadgets. ”

"Oh, Put, the glass boy! You're here too. Tim turned his head and exclaimed, he jumped out of his chair and glanced at Scarface at the wooden table in the distance, "Jeroc seems to be angry, haven't you always had a good deal?" ”

"Tim, when it comes to trading, customers often regret it. Putt still smiled, glancing at Alina, who was listening intently to the story, "And it's in the nature of customers who regret it to lose their temper over some minor flaw in the agreement. ”

"Oh. Tim nodded understandingly, "So what are you arguing about?"

"The corpse of a fly on the protocol. "When he signed the agreement, he flattened a ****** on paper. ”

"Tim!" a hoarse male voice said through the noisy tavern, "watch out for him, don't talk to him." ”

At this moment, a dull and shocking sound came from outside, as if there was a muffled thunder. The voices in the tavern gradually subsided, and many people stopped talking and listened intently to what was happening. A cry of pain came from outside the door, and the tavern fell silent, and the drinkers, who didn't know what was happening, looked around strangely, and the cries of pain became clearer.

"Sir, you may be in trouble. Putte, who sells glass gadgets, said.

"Trouble?" asked Alina, who pricked up her ears.

"Yes, trouble. ”

"Boom. ”

The door slammed open, and a dusty, pale Crendil rushed out, so embarrassed that he fell and rolled down the wooden staircase.

Alina immediately stood up, "Crendil, what's going on?"

Clendir, who was crawling on the ground trying to stand up, like a frightened little animal, suddenly raised his face with an extremely panicked expression, "Don't, don't call me by my name... Oh my. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of men poured in outside the door, holding iron-wrapped wooden sticks and pointing at the red-haired boy and shouting, "Kill!

They made a noise and rushed down the stairs, which made a terrible moan, and the tavern was alive and full of noise for a moment. Many people got up from their chairs and rushed to the other door, some took advantage of the chaos to take a bottle of wine and a loaf of bread, and some simply snatched the barbecue meat from the iron rack. The roar of pushing, the high-decibel screams of the proprietress and the sound of tables and chairs falling, for a moment the tavern was in a commotion, as if a wolf had been thrown at the sheep.

Sbee was the quickest to react, and he immediately grabbed a handful of sand from the many inner pockets in his clothes, muttered a spell in his mouth, and threw it at the group of people who rushed down the stairs in a rage.

"Sleep. He said.

The sand hit the ground, and an irresistible sense of sleep invaded their brains, and the group immediately collapsed to the ground and rolled down the stairs.

"Let's go!" shouted Spy.

"Where are you going?" Alina was in a hurry, the stairs in front of the eight remaining doors of the underground tavern were crowded, and there seemed to be quite a few people outside the doors, and God knows which gang Krendil had provoked.

"Just go out through the main entrance. ”

Alina was about to draw the sword at her waist, but Sbee immediately stopped her, "Do you want to make the headlines of the Kazakh Honest Daily tomorrow?"

That's right, this is the capital of Kazakhstan, the silver-haired girl woke up, and she imagined tomorrow's headline in her mind, "The academy went out without permission and fought with the gangsters, causing several deaths..."

"There is a back door in the kitchen behind the bar. Putt reminded, pointing to the door behind the frightened and angry proprietress of the house.

"Thank you. Alina thanked her and said to Clendil, who had just gotten up, "Follow me, by the way, will you be here in the future?"

The latter nodded.

The student trio ran to the kitchen door, and the chubby proprietress tried to stop them, and Alina quickly pulled out a few gold coins and threw them at her.

"I want the key to the back door of the kitchen. ”

The happy proprietress immediately took out an equally greasy key from behind the greasy apron and threw it to the half-elf girl.

They walked smoothly into the messy kitchen.

"It's terrible. Spybee looked at the rats that had never eaten in the room before the stale food, "Good thing I didn't eat here." ”

Alina nodded, and sure enough, she found a back door in the kitchen, and when she opened it, the three of them walked smoothly into a hallway, and when they closed the door, the noisy tavern seemed to be completely away from them. They went up the stairs and came to the ground. Breathing in the fresh air and looking at the towers that glowed brightly in the dark heights, the silver-haired girl felt a sense of pleasure after an exciting adventure.

"What's going on?

She turned to the thin young man with a pale face, his eyes blank, like a young girl who had just been ruined in the street.

Just as Clendier was about to reply, Spye immediately said, "It's very simple, our genius boy turned someone else into a barbecue. ”

"Barbecue?"

"Fireball, they can also turn into charred meat. He pushed his glasses and said with great certainty, "The sound just now must be the sound of the fireball explosion." ”

"They're still alive, I can see it, and they can still scream. ”

"Is there still green smoke?" Spybee finally looked at him, "Do you want to sprinkle some more cumin?"

"In other words, those drunkards just now found a helper and just happened to bump into Crendil who was distracting outside?" the half-elf girl reacted immediately, "and then something happened, and Krendil used the fireball technique to defend himself." ”

Krendil looked at his master gratefully.

"It's good to use anything for self-defense, but I use fireball. "Spoon's voice sounded terrifying.

"What's wrong? It's not going to be serious. "In Alina's mind, it's a matter of academy punishment at best.

"Big breasted idiot. Sbee muttered, "Notice the explosion before Krendil rushed in, what else is there besides fireballs? ”

"Fireball?"

"Although Fireball is at the end of the list of mass destruction spells, it is also one of the key spells to monitor, and the caster is legally registered. Naturally, there is a complete set of spell monitoring devices in the capital, and Krendil must have been detected by the magic tower while using the fireball technique. Sbee pointed to the tower in the distance, "This is the capital, and it's martial law, so I'm really going to pick the time, if I'm not mistaken, a whole bunch of guards are pouring in here." “

"What a hornet's nest. Only then did Alina realize the seriousness of the matter.

"That's right, think about how the bureaucrats react when they are alerted?" Spoon turned his head to look at Clendil, whose face had become paler, he pushed his glasses, and continued, "They will find out the identity of the deceased, they will think that it was caused by the gang's fight, and finally conclude that someone in the gang has mastered the power of fireball. This is officially intolerable, because this is the capital, and at such a tense time, there is a chance that it will be suspected of being a conspiracy of the Shadow Church, and many people may be hanged again. ”

"That's... That... What if I plead guilty?" asked Clendeir, his lips twitching.

"You're going to be expelled from the academy, plus murder, and maybe you'll have to eat in prison for a few years. Sbee said coldly.

"Then I can say I did it. The half-elf girl said, and Krendil cast mixed eyes at her, shame, guilt, self-blame, and so on.

"I'm a nobleman, and I kill all hooligans who want to do me in self-defense, and this reason is still reasonable. ”

"Hero, Arcanis, you are so good. Spye smiled sarcastically, "Whatever it is, it's a stain on you, think about it, going out at night without the approval of the Academy, going back to that kind of place, and finally killing someone with fireball." ”

"It's better than Clendir in the company of rats. ”

"But it's not the best approach. "If you do, your dear cousin will definitely tear Clendil in half, and roast it for 9 minutes or something, well, and add some cumin, pepper or something." ”

At this moment, the sound of uniform metal boots stepping on the ground was heard in the distance, and Krendil was covered in cold sweat and could not say anything........