"Deliberately?"

Ricardo felt like cold water had been poured over his head, and his heart was beating violently.

Deliberately? Why is it intentional to show so many flaws? And if it's intentional, then why tell him it's intentional?

Ricciardo tried to analyze Dyce's facial expression, but felt that the smile he had been holding all along, had become unfathomable.

For the first time, he felt crushed from something other than strength. But this kind of crushing is more like a psychological crushing, a kind of defeat made by taking advantage of the information gap, which makes him feel more - funny than a kind of anger at being played?

"There was once a Dark Lord who told me that in the face of strength, all tricks are used as mantises," Ricardo took a deep breath and stepped forward, "Although he was defeated by me, I now, I think so." ”

"I'm not interested in your riddles, so I'm either out of sight or I'll beat me up."

At this moment a breeze rose around Ricardo, spinning more and more, and he stood in the eye of the wind, his head raised.

"I'm not going to join you, you can go."

"You're not worried about ......"

"If it wasn't arranged, would I have put that little guy there?" A soft color flashed in his eyes, and then he turned proud again.

"I'm talking about afterward, when you're away."

“……”

The air was so heavy that it seemed to drip water, and Ricardo put away his smile, his eyes bloodshot.

"In that case...... I'm not a good person. ”

The black aura that had not been seen for a long time began to surround him, and Dace Brad pursed his lips, feeling that some beast was awakening in the person in front of him.

He remembered that last Christmas, when Shears Ferrard came back to his life, he said that Ricardo Silva had only fought them when his magic was almost exhausted.

Although Shills did not use the innate magic of the Bloods, he had a lineup of dozens of werewolves and three powerful dark wizards, including Fenrir, a character whose reputation made children cry at night.

He did deliberately do that exposed, and then the purpose was ...... It's not just about solicitation.

But now...... Do they really have what it takes to deal with the table-flipping Ricciardo?

Days couldn't help but swallow.

"I didn't expect that...... So many people bully a professor in our school, do they think that our Hogwarts are far away in the British Isles, and there is no one here? ”

A female voice burst in, looking for prestige, only to see a witch leaning against a wall, casually tossing her wand in her hand.

"If there is any grudge, then fight one-on-one, if you want to rush up, I will not stand idly by!"

Her voice then softened, and her wand crackled through the air, and in the blink of an eye she was in front of Dass Bullard.

By this time, the man had walked in, and Riccardo could see clearly the face of the person who had come—it was Professor Runeven, Bussida Barburing, of Hogwarts.

When he was at school, he didn't communicate much with this colleague, but now, the other party stepped forward - although he didn't need it very much, it was certainly not bad to have an assistant.

Ricardo greeted her with a smile, then turned his gaze to Dyce.

"Alas, the blood of death," Ricardo said, putting away his impending murderous streak, his tone full of ridicule and regret, "I think you should be glad." ”

"Is this ......?!"

Days suddenly disappeared from his original unfathomable depth, and the eyes that looked at him were full of disbelief and panic, which made Ricciardo's heart pass a little wrong—after all, he didn't have such a rich expression just now.

But he didn't think much of it, sighed lightly, and the wand in his right hand shook, striking at Dyce's feet, stirring up countless dust.

"Leave quickly, I don't want to see you anymore."

No one saw a black dot splash on Dyce's trouser leg.

He was originally going to kill on a large scale, and it was necessary to blackmail his own little disciples, and it was necessary to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

A few years ago, he dared to fight against the senior students of the school for the little girl, and now he doesn't mind going against the blood clan.

But now that a colleague is here, he can't show his hands a little.

Had......

"Are you really ready to fight?" As if she knew what was going on in his mind, Babling reprimanded him before he could speak, "Go as far as you want, or be evidence that the Bloodlines want to go to war with Hogwarts!" ”

Days no longer hesitated this time, gritted his teeth, didn't even dare to let go of the cruel words, and left in a hurry.

"That's it......" Ricardo pouted, a little disappointed.

He thought that he could trap him while he was talking ruthlessly, and kill this duke in the name of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots and with lightning speed, but he miscalculated.

In addition, Professor Babling accidentally blocked the path of his spell hitting Dyce, forcing him to abandon the idea.

"Thank you, Professor Barburing," Ricardo greeted her with a smile, "what are you doing here?" ”

"Travel, and then saw you," Barburing nodded, "Do you have anything else?" Why don't you have a meal together? ”

"I'm sorry, but it's getting late, and I have to send a little guy home," Ricardo looked at the sky and shook his head, "Why don't we go back to Hogwarts the day after tomorrow?" I learned a lot about Runi this summer, and we can discuss it together. ”

"Alright then, goodbye."

Ricardo smiled as Barburing left, then closed his eyes, but quickly opened them, and muttered in confusion:

"Why did the markers disappear?"

……

"I just heard that you want to do evil to my king?"

A dark shadow hid in the shadows and asked Des standing in front of him.

"This duke does things, why bother to explain to you...... Yes! ”

A powerful force pressed against Dyce's spine, forcing him to bend down.

"I have to warn you, little duke who is not self-conscious," said the black shadow as he cocked his legs, "even your father would not dare to pretend in front of me. The king is tired of power and power, but that's not a reason for you to go. ”

"She is still the king, and the tired bird will return to the forest, and it will not be your turn to point fingers."

"Also, don't disturb the life of the Divine Fear, if he really wants to slaughter, ten of you won't be enough for him to kill. If he wants to deal with the Bloods for this, I will not hesitate to throw you out to take the blame. The Delacour family is something you can't afford to mess with, even if it's just a clan. ”

The black shadow said, pointing to Dyce's trouser leg, and a black gas came out of it and quickly disappeared.

"See? They've marked you and tried to explore the territory of the Bloodborn. Once the Bloodline is found, it will surely be an endless catastrophe. If it weren't for the Bloodline's need for you, I would have had you on the cross! Damn, you provoked that guy! ”

She suddenly became angry, and almost came out of the shadows, and it took a long time for her to regain her composure.

"All you have to do is to wait for the king's return, and then prepare for future wars."

"The wings of the sleeping dragon have been stirred, and everything in the future is unknown. There's not much time left for the Bloodline......"

The black shadow spoke, disappearing in the darkness, only the aftermath echoed in the place, lingering for a long time.

Days still maintained a bowed appearance, lowered his head, and deeply absorbed the unwillingness and resentment in his eyes.