Chapter Forty-Eight: Arrival

The magic array next to the test bench lit up, and a red letter appeared out of thin air. Transform into a paper crane and fly to Auston's hand. He opened the letter and quickly skimmed through it, and said solemnly: "Letter from a friend, Alger has already set off, and it is expected to be here in about half an hour." ”

Lei Ming's complexion changed, and the other party came so quickly.

Auston seemed to see his thoughts, and smiled, "Boy, rejoice! Alger didn't use a space scroll. Now you have anything you need help with, just say. Anyway, after today, Alger will kill you. ”

Thunder took a deep breath to calm himself. His eyes lit up with a green light that was invisible to the naked eye, and the eyes of fate were used, and the events in the next forty minutes appeared clearly in front of him.

Auston looked around suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong. The probe didn't react, shook his head, and laughed at himself, it seemed that he was really overly nervous and hallucinating. touched his face and said unhappily: "Boy, why are you always staring at me, have you thought about it?"

Lei Ming retracted his gaze, looking thoughtful. After a moment, he said seriously: "Auston Magiston, a trip back and forth from the Viscount's Mansion, is half an hour enough?"

"Dare to underestimate the old man, I'm angry. Auston blew his beard and glared, grabbed Thunder and jumped out of the window. A series of incantations were chanted in midair, and the pale yellow earth elemental converged and burrowed into the ground. A lifelike earth eagle soared into the sky, holding the two of them steadily. It chirped silently and flew like lightning towards Grant City.

The howling wind blew so that people could not open their eyes. Thunder ran a fighting spirit, as if it had taken root under its feet, standing firmly on the back of the eagle. The transparent dou qi shroud enveloped the whole body, blocking the air flow.

"Transparent Fighting Hood, Earth Knight! cunning boy. Auston pursed his lips and relented a little.

Before the earth eagle landed, Lei Ming jumped down, stomped on the ground hard, and rushed into the Viscount's Mansion. Spotting the direction of the treasure house, his body shot away like an arrow from a string. Hidden in the shadows, the Shadow Knight looked over with a sharp gaze, and found that it was the lord, and lurked again.

Thunder stopped at the door of the treasure house, drew his sword and slashed his index finger, pressing it on the groove. Faint magic ripples flashed, and the three-foot-thick door opened with a heavy buzz. He strode in, and he didn't even look at the antique treasures on the outer shelves. After passing through three small doors in a row, he finally stopped.

It was a small room, with only two items on the round table. One is elven chain mail and the other is a broadsword.

Lei Ming took off his badly damaged inner armor and replaced it with elf chain mail. It's light and comfortable to move around. This intricately crafted mesh chainmail feels more like clothing than armor.

He picked up his broadsword and swung it a few times, nodding in satisfaction. This sword has parallel blades, a wider blade, and a hilt that can be used with both hands, and in general is a very featureless weapon. But it's a good fit for him, whether it's on horse, on foot, in peacetime self-defense, or in water combat.

Lei Ming put the broadsword back in its scabbard, and his gaze inadvertently swept over the hilt of the sword, revealing a line of faint handwriting. "I have not become king, but you have been the queen. I'm sorry, but I can only overthrow him. - Aldrich Derensu. ”

"The sword of the god king a thousand years ago, I didn't expect the family to have such a good thing. He was stunned for a moment, and walked out of the treasure house quickly.

"Boy, I thought you had escaped. Hey, this dress is a bit human. Auston's eyes were surprised, his hands instinctively forced, looked at the plucked white beard, put it away in distress, and said unhappily: "If you don't want the angry Alger to go crazy and destroy Grant City, hurry up and follow me." ”

The earth eagle soared into the sky, its earthy yellow wings flapping vigorously, and rushed towards Port Vale like lightning. In the wide and huge square, a red chair was placed in the center, a sturdy middle-aged man with red hair and red eyes and a ruddy complexion, wearing a red magic robe, was sitting on a chair, and several people were standing on either side behind him.

He looked at the earth eagle falling from the sky, his red eyes seemed to burst into flames, and the rich magic fluctuations shook the air and tumbled, forming countless faint air currents, and only the active fire element was left within the three-inch range.

"Alger, my friend, do you want to do something with me when you first meet?" the earth eagle melted as soon as he landed, and Auston smiled gently, but a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"He poisoned my disciple and must die. Interesting, get out of the way. Alger's eyes were full of fire, and the fire elements around him frantically converged, revolving around him, almost turning into a red light visible to the naked eye.

Auston's pupils contracted violently, and he didn't even notice that his beard was being pulled off. For this 40-year-old genius fire magician, he really didn't want to do it unless he had to. He glanced at the contemplative thunder beside him, rubbed his head with a headache, and said stubbornly, "Isn't Cusman not dead?"

He waved his hand and said, "Don't be angry, just say it! For some reason, I promised Viscount Thunder to block you this time." However, only this once. Alger, you seem to be about to advance to the Grand Wizard, don't be afraid of any problems, just come. ”

Alger gathered the fireball to disperse, pondered for a moment, and said, "Remember, this is the only time. ”

"Father, is that all there is to it this time?" Kusman glanced at Lei Ming with resentment and said angrily.

Alger frowned, but didn't stop him from calling. "Roland, you've been promoted to a level 14 high-level magician, go kill that kid for me. ”

"Wait. Kusman looked at Lei Ming, dressed in regular knight equipment, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes. This is only worn by knights in duels, and they are too calm when they come here. His pale face was gloomy and about to drip water, and he said coldly: "Viscount Thunder, don't waste your time. This time it's just a competition, not a heart of glory. ”

He coughed dryly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned to Roland and said, "When you fight for a while, 'miss' kills him." Rest assured, there is a mentor here, and as long as there is a suitable reason, the kingdom will not pursue it. ”

A trace of worry crossed Roland's face, this is a knight kingdom, the strength of the Mage Guild is not strong, and the most important thing is that there is no god behind it. The Grant family has been inherited for thousands of years, and the hidden network of relationships can be described as terrifying. Is it really okay to kill it by "missing"?

"Roland, I'll help you. Custer looked up, lifted his cloak, and stepped forward.

Lei Ming glanced at the people behind Alger, and smiled bitterly, Winston, Custer, Cussman, the knights of the Inquisition of the Holy See of Light that they don't know, it seems that all the enemies are basically gathered.

"Viscount Thundering, don't be delusional that Celia will come to your aid, she has been recalled to the headquarters. Custer sneered, his eyes were extremely cold, and he said hatefully: "The shame you gave me will be repaid today." ”

Lei Ming tightened the sword in his hand, and his expression became extremely solemn. A level 14 high-level magician, a level 13 priest, the combination of the two is by no means as simple as one plus one. With the help of the priest, the magician can recover his mana dozens of times faster, and there is almost no possibility of exhaustion.

A hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and only a quick victory was the only way to survive.

ps: Ask for collections, recommendations, I have always felt that if the book is okay, book friends will collect and recommend it, and now I suddenly realized that it was the gods who were too self-righteous, and they were silent for three seconds. I've been recommending for four days, and I don't even dare to talk to the beautiful editor this week. Khan! Book friends, give me some motivation! Looking at the data, I thought I was singing a one-man show, thank you.

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