Chapter 332: Left, Left, Left and Right
Helping Kevin back, fortunately, although he repeatedly provoked his opponent during the beating, and even used synchronous illusions, Kevin suffered all flesh wounds and did not break his leg. This can probably only be attributed to coincidence, Kevin doesn't feel that his legs are too hard.
After doing some simple wiping, washing his face and eating something, Kevin immediately took out his notebook and began to record. It's a good habit to write magic notes at any time while learning spells, especially sensory things, and you may never find them again after a while. So even though Kevin's whole body was in pain and his hands were still shaking at this time, he still persevered.
Hitting: First of all, it is a kind of emotion, people who are in the whole mood especially want to hit people, or smash things, similar to venting, but they will not use all their strength. This has no necessary relationship with whether or not to really do it, if the person who does it is in logical considerations, then there is no intention. If someone is patient, they can endure it.
From the point of view of common sense, this kind of emotion should be prevalent in violent people, the more quiet, the more elegant, the more gentlemanly people will not hit people. Generally speaking, there should be more men than women, more warriors than mages, more young than old people, and so on.
There is no similar feeling in the reference book, and the introduction is more general. But at the same time, the book does explain that everyone is different, and all kinds of subtle emotions are very different, once you feel a certain emotion, then don't give up, and slowly develop towards similar emotions.
After Kevin finished writing the magic notes, he took out the book and read it twice, then nodded with satisfaction, and then lay down to rest.
It wasn't until the afternoon that Kevin woke up. When he moved slightly, his whole body suddenly ached, and when he sat up from the bed, the pain felt as if he had been beaten again.
"What's going on?" Kevin couldn't help but shout, "Isn't the light elf here yet?"
"Oh, you're awake?" said the ambassador came in from outside, spreading his hands, "The light elves said they were overusing their mana, and they would come back to help you heal him after he rested for two days." β
Kevin thought for a moment, "It can't be the pressure of the Empire, right?"
The ambassador sighed: "It's not impossible, but I heard that you were very beaten yesterday, maybe I think it's too cheap to cure you right away." β
"Hmph, that's naΓ―ve. Kevin struggled to get out of bed, tried to take two steps, and was finally able to move.
"You should rest for two days," the ambassador discouraged, "and there is no hurry anyway. β
"I'm fine," Kevin replied, "I'm a little physically hurt, but not mentally." I'll go first. β
The ambassador shook his head helplessly and let Kevin walk slowly out of the embassy.
On the other side, Xiao Jiu and Little Spoon were lounging around the outside of the hotel, while the crow was standing on a tree, and from his angle, he could clearly see Van Mill resting in the room through the window.
Yesterday a game was preset, and the main one was Van Meer. Kevin has clearly felt the blow from him, at least it proves that he is a more violent person in nature, although last time he held back and didn't make a move, but that doesn't mean anything. With Kevin's identity, even if he owes a beating, most people must consider the timing and occasion when they really do it. With the exception of Bradley, his strength is an exception.
Van Meer's daily work is relatively easy, except for when a major event occurs, he has to check the command, and there is basically nothing to do. The trivial matters were basically solved by his subordinates, he read books and drank by himself, and before Bradley came, he used to have fun with the young lady in the inn, but he had not touched since the arrival of the Juggernaut.
In this case, how to make him go crazy and hit people?
Xiao Jiu and Xiao Spoon have been waiting until now, and Fan Mill has been in his room, so he really has no chance. Until Kevin came to them from afar, the two helplessly spread their hands: "No way, he didn't care." β
Kevin nodded, "I'll go." β
"Then be careful. The two of them didn't stop either, obviously trusting Kevin very much.
Enduring the pain, he knocked on Van Mill's door again, glad that the group of thugs didn't hit him in the face, at least Kevin still looked bright.
The door opened in a moment, and Van Mill looked Kevin up and down, "You're you again?"
"Yes!" Kevin replied, then bluntly said, "I was beaten up again yesterday." β
"Is it?" a smile crossed the corner of Van Mill's mouth, but he immediately became serious, "How can this be? Why are foreign military observer groups always beaten? The murderer must be found out and severely punished." β
"Isn't Van Mill going to let me in for a while?" asked Kevin.
"No," Van Mill laughed, "you like to jump around the doorway anyway." β
"Well, that's good," Kevin nodded and smiled, "You all know my habits?
"What do you want to say?" Van Mill was puzzled.
"Do I need to say this?" Kevin sneered, "I'm a little more convinced since I went through yesterday. Yesterday I went to Bradley and I was beaten on the spot. And I came to you, but you didn't dare to hit me, isn't the gap too obvious?"
Van Mill: "......"
"Look at where you are now, and what you were before? Bradley came over and followed him all day long. I still vaguely remember Bradley saying when he came that he was retired, and he came here just to pass by, to travel, and the main job is still to be done by you. Now, are you too incompetent to hold up a retired old man, or are you a dog yourself?" Kevin said sharply, as if he had returned to the tavern.
"You ......" Van Maier's anger gradually rose.
"Dragon Knight? Do you have chivalry? Don't talk about the necromancer, the Smitter's people are also sold by you, the comma chariot full stop chariot is all leaked, you are so incompetent, and so shameless, do you deserve to be called a knight?" Kevin sprayed again, "I used to have a lot of parties, and the nightlife was rich, why didn't Bradley do it as soon as he came?"
"You ......" Van Mill's anger continued to rise.
"Yes, I can't beat you, but I have absolute autonomy here, at least here, and even the resident ambassador has full authority to cooperate with me. Since I took office, I have been conscientious, carefully observing the battlefield, sending back a lot of useful information, and winning praise from the country many times, otherwise how could the resident ambassador cooperate with me in my work? What have you done? What do you compare yourself with me?"
"I ......" Van Mill's face was red, and his anger continued to rise.
"You will only ask a few people to squat on the road and beat people for fun, this kind of child's trick, what wealth can the empire create? What contribution has it added to the empire? You don't even dare to beat people yourself, are you also a man?" Kevin squirted wildly, "You are a high-level magical beast at best, and the reins are in Bradley's hands." Is it a man on the back of a dragon? I don't think you should call it a dragon knight, and it would be more appropriate for you to call it a dragon dog. β
Van Memeer clenched his fists, and the punch on his body was finally so strong that Kevin was scared.
"You trash!" Kevin said the last sentence, turning and leaving.
Seeing Kevin leave, Van Mill's anger finally couldn't be controlled and slammed the door hard. The crow was already waiting at the window, and this slamming of the door meant that he had made a move, and hurriedly tried to synchronize the illusion to keep up, but after all, it seemed that he had not succeeded in casting it for the first time.
But it didn't matter, the beating intent on his body was far from gone, Van Mill sat at the table, and finally the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and slammed his fist on the table.
The crow activated the illusion again, this time the crow made some adjustments, and the beating caused by the cheapness was slightly different from the beating caused by anger, and the subtlety of the emotion was here. But the crow is really talented in illusion, and it only needs a little try, and he suddenly succeeds in connecting with the other party's emotions.
The synchronous illusion was successfully activated, and Van Mill began to feel that it was not relegatorious to just punch the table, and continued to smash the second, third, and fourth punches......
The crow stood at the window, engrossed, always taking the illusion very seriously for the first time, while Xiao Jiu watched from the street to help. If an owl or something came to harass her in the air, she could at least use her bow and arrow to force her back.
Kevin came down from the stairs and saw the little spoon wandering near the staircase, and she still had palpitations: "It's really dangerous just now, if he can't help but hit you, I'm going to come up and save you." β
Kevin nodded, "Thank you." He also knew that the little spoon was underneath, so he dared to be so unrestrained.
"Did it work?" asked Little Spoon.
"Listen. Kevin smiled, although he was downstairs, he could still hear a faint thudding sound, and even felt that he was gradually smashing out of the rhythm.
Raven's contract contact came: "I can now even control him to punch with his left hand and punch with his right hand, left, left, left and right, left, left, left, ......left, left,
Kevin listened carefully, and sure enough, the rhythm of this thud was exactly the same as that of the crow, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Okay, well done!"
Thirty seconds passed, one minute passed, and Van Mill was still smashing the table, his hands as rhythmic as the drums, and he didn't feel at all that he was out of the ordinary. If someone went in and assassinated him at this time, he would definitely not be able to react.
"Almost, that's all for today. "Kevin calculates that if he continues to take a long time, he may have to arouse suspicion, and he can be here for the first time.
"Well," replied the crow, "give him a hard one at last!"
Then Kevin heard a bang and hurriedly asked, "The table collapsed?"
Then I heard a door open from upstairs, and Van Mill shouted impatiently, "Someone!
Kevin hurriedly beckoned Little Spoon to leave, then joined Xiao Jiu and Crow, and several people returned to the embassy together. As soon as the door was closed, several people finally cheered and high-fived each other in celebration, and they were excited.
"This time I didn't get beaten in vain. Kevin sighed.
The little spoon couldn't help but be envious: "Wow, this illusion is so strong, can I learn it?"
Kevin was embarrassed for a moment, but still shook his head: "No." β
"Oh, okay. "The little spoon isn't a burden.
Kevin still explained: "After all, Xiao Jiu understands hypnosis, and crows are also very talented in illusion, and it may not be easy for ordinary people to learn." It's not an inconvenience for you, but since your father, the head assassin wouldn't let you learn it, forget it. β
"Yes, it doesn't matter. Little Spoon replied.
Xiao Jiu Interface: "Although I don't learn, I can still pay attention to how to defend against illusions." The easiest way is to think twice before doing things, reflect on yourself every day, and use logic as much as possible. If you can do this, the synchronous illusion can actually be self-defeating. β
Kevin added, "At least the beginner-level synchronous illusion will not work." β
Little Spoon nodded: "That is, if I want to hammer the table, I first think about it, what is the point of hammering the table? and then I will inevitably conclude that there is no point, so I will not hammer the table." That won't work the synchronous illusion, will it?"
Kevin still corrected: "It's not that the synchronous illusion doesn't work, it's that our current level doesn't work against you, but this is indeed a way to defend against illusion." β
The crow spoke: "I'm still a little tired when I calm down now, maybe my spirit is a little too much." β
Kevin replied: "Take a break, although I don't know what Van Mill's spiritual level is, but it won't be any worse." Controlling him at your level, at least two or three levels, or even more, is just a little tired, and the synchronousness illusion is really a little scary. β
Raven replied, "But I clearly felt that I could only control him to a limited extent, and I tried to make him kick the table with his foot, but it didn't work." β
Xiao Jiu asked: "Then did you ask him to change his target, such as smashing the bed board or something." β
"No," Raven shook his head, "I've been playing with his left and right hands. β
"Then you can experiment slowly in the future," Kevin replied, "but the main target is Van Mill, don't use it casually on passers-by, after all, it's not right to hit people after all." With special powers, self-reflection is even more important, and I hope you understand. β
Everyone nodded in agreement.
In the following time, several of them began the process of squatting at Van Mill, which was mainly completed by the crow, and Xiao Jiu and Xiao Spoon assisted by the side. Kevin's injuries can finally take a break, maybe Van Mill has arranged another thug, but as long as Kevin doesn't leave the embassy, he naturally can't hit him.
The crow began to squat at Van Mill's window around the clock, he was very patient, although no one sprayed Van Mill anymore, but there are always times in life when the mood is not good, where can he be happy every day? Not to mention that there is Bradley above him, the boss here is now a dog, can he not be aggrieved?
Two days later, Van Meer was angry again and kicked the bed. As a result, he was seen by the crow outside the window, and an illusion went up, so Van Mill began to kick the bed board constantly, left foot, right foot, left, left, ......left, left, left
However, after about a dozen kicks, Van Mill stopped himself. The crow thought there was something wrong with his illusion and hurriedly flew away. But then I think about it, it may be a matter of high level of intention. After all, he was sprayed by Kevin, and there is a clear difference between his usual bad breath, the fighting intention is slightly lower, and his illusion effect is also a little worse.
Another day, a soldier went over to report something, which somehow angered Van Mill again. Van Meer slapped him on the spot, and the crow saw it again, so he ......
Just listen to the slap sound crisp and coherent, left, left, left and right, left, pop, snap, snap...... The poor creep was whipped back and forth and could only endure it.
After a dozen slaps in a row, Van Mill stopped on his own. At this time, the crow is basically certain that this is indeed a matter of insufficient intentions, and as for whether it can change the target at the time of the synchronous illusion, it seems impossible at present, and it can only achieve limited control.
The crow has a lot of opportunities to practice, and the spells are becoming more and more exquisite, but Xiao Jiu can't find a similar opportunity, so he can't put illusions on the windowsill, right?
But the opportunity soon came, and on this day Van Mill went out on patrol with two of his men, and a kobold somehow provoked him. Van Maier immediately kicked over, and the crow launched the illusion first, and Van Maier immediately hit the trick and began to kick the kobold......
Beating people on the street, there were still onlookers on the side, Xiao Jiu mixed in with the onlookers, and also launched illusions.
What happens if a person is subjected to two simultaneous illusions at the same time? It is not written in the book, so I tried it on the spot.
As a result, Van Mill actually stretched out both legs at the same time, and then sat on the ground with his ass.
The crowd of onlookers was in an uproar, and Van Mill himself hurriedly got up and left with a red face, and the illusion was automatically dissolved. Xiao Jiu and the crow hurriedly hid far away, and saw that the other party didn't seem to have discovered the illusion, so they sighed.
"Which leg did you just let him out?" Xiao Jiu asked.
"Left leg?" replied the crow, "you won't be ......."
"I let him out of his right leg ......," Xiao Jiu held his forehead.