Ernest shot straight up like a sharp arrow, and the prohibition under Solbu only flickered for a moment, and then completely dissipated, and now Ernest had used all his fighting spirit, and the prohibition placed by Sol could not have any impact on Ernest at all.

"Who!" a voice sounded in the darkness.

"Little one, are you alright?" heard Anfei's voice, and Ernest breathed a sigh of relief. They went to track down the magician who released the fire dragon together, who knew that the other party actually got into the sewer, neither Thor nor he Ernest was willing to get into the dirty sewer, so they had to let the magician go, but at this time, Thor sensed a strong fluctuation of fighting spirit from the prohibition, and the two of them were taken aback and hurried back.

In fact, Thor had already rushed back to the Rose House Hotel first, as a great magician of the space department, compared to any strong person of the same level whose speed of action far exceeded that of any strong person of the same level, he used his spiritual power to sense that An Fei still had a breath of life, and at the same time sensed that a magister-level person was fleeing from the vicinity of the Rose House Hotel, it was Leighton, Thor didn't have time to visit An Fei, anyway, Ernest was about to arrive, An Fei would be fine, and today's matter had to be investigated anyway, so Thor left the Rose House Hotel and went to track Layton。

"It's Uncle Ernest, isn't it? After speaking, An Fei used the fireball technique and lit the candle.

Ernest's attention focused on Mott's corpse, this corpse had been transformed by An Fei, his whole body was full of marks left by small fireballs, his clothes were almost burned, his face was pitch black, and even his hair was not much left, but these couldn't cover up the wound in Mott's throat, and it was no wonder that An Fei's methods were too vicious, and the wound that should have been only two fingers wide was made almost the size of a fist by An Fei, and the bloodshot muscles were completely rolled over, which looked terrifying.

"Did you do this?" Ernest asked in surprise, he saw the logo on Mott's collar, the beginner swordsman only had one small sword, the middle rank had two, and the upper rank had a shield printed on the two crossed small swords, and Mott's logo was the logo of the high swordsman.

"Yes. An Fei nodded with palpitations: "Uncle Ernest, he is very powerful! I couldn't defeat him with a small fireball, and in the end I had no choice but to concentrate the small fireball to attack his face, and took the opportunity to stab him in the throat with my magic wand." ”

"Huh?" Ernest was a little suspicious, An Fei was just a magic apprentice, and what he could release was a small fireball with the lowest power, this kind of low-level magic was difficult to pose a threat to a high-level swordsman, there must be something hidden in it! However, An Fei shouldn't deceive himself, what the hell is going on?

"Anfei, you put the then" Ernest's words were not finished, only to see Thor's figure float in from the window, Ernest raised his eyebrows: "Didn't catch anyone?"

"Nope. Thor's face looked bad, as a great magician, it was an insult to him to watch the enemy slip away from his eyelids twice in a row!

"How is that possible??"

"He's a magister of the undead family. ”

A cold glint erupted in Ernest's eyes, and his expression became solemn: "Is it a magister?"

"Yes, I couldn't find his place in the Death Mist, and when I blew it away, he was gone. ”

"When did the necromancer become so bold, did he dare to swagger around, and it was going to be messed up," Ernest sighed.

"Anfei, are you okay?" Thor repeated the greeting, "You killed this person?"

"I'm fine. An Fei smiled bitterly in his heart, and if he wanted to ask, the two of them asked together: "Teacher, he is very powerful"

Thor and Ernest glanced at each other, they both found something unreasonable, Ernest said, "Anfei, you tell me the scene again." ”

"At that time, he kicked open the door and rushed in, I was awakened by him, and hurriedly jumped out of bed and attacked him with a small fireball, teacher, he is very powerful, very powerful! My little fireball could not hit him at all, he swept my little fireball with a sword lightly, and he could send my little fireball away, and finally he didn't even use his sword, he could catch my little fireball with his hand. An Fei's eyes were a little dazed, as if he was recalling the scene at that time, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Thor and Ernest looked at each other again, "And then?"

"Then he suddenly screamed 'ah' and rushed at me, I was scared, desperately releasing the little fireballs, I don't know what was going on, he suddenly became clumsy, and watched my little fireballs hit him one after another, but no longer hit him with my sword, and finally I attacked him in the face with the little fireballs, stabbed him with my magic wand, and then he fell. An Fei pondered for a moment, and said smartly: "Teacher, has his fighting spirit been used up?"

"Impossible. Ernest shook his head, looked carefully at the corpse on the ground, and then picked it with his foot, turned the corpse over, his attention was immediately attracted, it turned out that Mott's waist had a heavy sword wound, deep to the bone.

"Did you stab you?" Ernest asked.

"No," An Fei froze.

"Who stabbed that?"

"I don't know, I've been attacking him head-on, and when he fell, I hid in the corner and waited for the teacher and Uncle Ernest to come back, and I didn't move, and I don't know what's going on!" An Fei muttered, this is his old routine, no matter what kind of secret is hidden, you can explore and judge for yourself, he just guided him in advance, and then waited for the result like no one else. No matter what kind of person they are, they will choose the former between believing in themselves and believing in others, and if the same thing is told by Anfei himself, Saul and Ernest will inevitably repeat it several times, and if it is to find the answer themselves, this step will be omitted.

"You're lucky that it seems that a kind person helped you once. Ernest carefully examined the wound, although the wound was serious, it was not fatal, which confirmed An Fei's words from the side, if he hadn't been attacked and injured, now An Fei's life and death would be uncertain, a magic apprentice could not be the opponent of a high-level swordsman!

Thor's face became more and more ugly, he blamed himself, the facts were in front of him, if it wasn't for this high-ranking swordsman being injured, what would have happened to An Fei now? If things really developed to that point, he would not forgive himself: "Ernest, your surname is getting more and more impulsive! This time An Fei is lucky, what about next time? Will he be lucky forever?! If this kind of thing happens again, you must stay and protect An Fei!" Thor said without complaints.

"I" Ernest couldn't help but laugh, he was also blaming himself for leaving Anfei alone in danger, but in fact he was the one who rushed out first, and it stands to reason that Thor should stay behind to protect Anfei.

"Teacher, I can take care of myself. An Fei said softly.

Sol sighed lightly, this stupid boy didn't know how dangerous it was just now, but who could blame him? He could only blame him Sol himself, he was brought out by An Fei, and he took An Fei as a student, if An Fei had an accident at the Rose House Hotel, it would be tantamount to someone giving him a resounding slap in the face!

After thinking about it, it is one way to make some small magic arrays for An Fei, but then again, An Fei is just a magic apprentice, and his understanding of magic is still in the initial stage, if he inadvertently messes up the arrangement of the elements in the magic array, it will be even more dangerous!

"Thor, you stay here for now, I'll take a look elsewhere. Ernest saw that Thor's face was getting worse and worse, and he didn't want to stay here and touch his head.

Thor nodded, silent, still thinking about how to properly protect Anfei.

Ernest smiled at An Fei and strode out of the room, and a person on the other side was looking out, and when Ernest appeared, he slammed the door shut in fright. The guests of the House of Roses had already sensed that something was wrong one after another, and they all got up, but Ernest's undisguised fighting spirit was so strong that even ordinary people could feel extreme uneasiness and fear, and no one dared to go out of the room.

Thor set his eyes on An Fei's 'magic wand': "An Fei, why did you make the magic wand look like this?" Thor hadn't paid attention to An Fei's magic wand before, but this time he heard An Fei say that he stabbed the other party with a magic wand, only to find that the end of An Fei's magic wand was very sharp.

"Teacher, there are a lot of snakes on that desert island, and I have almost been bitten by them several times, and at that time I could not release small fireballs, so I had to use my magic wand to deal with them. ”

"I see. Thor nodded, pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "An Fei, tell me, what kind of magic are you most interested in? or have you made up your mind to be a fire magician?"

"I love the magic of the space department. "This is An Fei's truth, as an assassin, there are only two problems, one is to find a chance to succeed in the assassination target, and the other is to quickly flee the scene, if he can master the space magic, he can miss a hit, escape thousands of miles, and live to have a chance to start over, the dead have nothing.

"Really?" Thor was stunned.

"Really. An Fei nodded solemnly.

"Not bad, not bad," Thor smiled. An Fei can choose the latter without hesitation between fire magic and space magic, which shows that his influence on An Fei has surpassed Yagor, and now An Fei is really his student.

"Do you know about the Black Ghost?" Ernest appeared at the window and jumped lightly to the floor.

"Black Ghost, is that the dastardly killer? I know him!" Thor raised his eyebrows, "It's said that he once successfully assassinated a great swordsman, right?"

"Yes, this man has a gloomy surname, strange whereabouts, never trusts anyone, has no relatives, and has been killing people for money all his life. Ernest said slowly, "I also heard that he later joined a mysterious organization and served that organization. ”

"Today's incident is related to the black ghost?Ernest, you are also a great swordsman, depending on the situation, you have to be careful!"

"You're a great magician, you should be more careful!" Ernest smiled, "However, now he can't threaten anyone, because he's been killed!"

"Who can kill him?" Thor asked in surprise, "He should be the most terrifying killer in the pan-continent, who else can kill him?"

"I guess the one who helped Anfei in secret. Ernest's gaze turned to Anfei.

An Fei's face remained calm, but he was snickering in his heart, what is the most terrible killer? Real killers are all loners and unpredictable, didn't Ernest say that the old guy has joined an organization? It seems that this news is correct, but for a killer, no matter what organization he joins, his threat surname is greatly reduced, even if he is strong, he is just a bureaucrat, and a killer who has lost his sense of mystery has nothing to do with 'terrible'!

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