Section 118 The fat man sues

"The martial arts arena in the palace was smashed by that little white face, I only brought a total of 5 goblin mines, and I couldn't blow up such a big building at all, it was all caused by that bastard's exploding arrow, don't look for me!" said the old evil impatiently.

"You, you actually used such a dangerous thing to blow up the elven prince? Do you know how much trouble it will cause if you make a good mess of him?" The fat man was immediately stupid when he heard this, and couldn't help but scold, "You are simply a madman!"

"Is he only allowed to shoot me with a burst arrow, and he is not allowed to fight back?" said the old evil disdainfully: "Lao Tzu doesn't care what kind of bird he is, if he provokes me, even if the emperor's old bastard is killed, I will kill him the same!"

"You're so rebellious!" The fat man was so angry that he didn't know what to say, so he simply said, "I can't tell you, I'm going to tell grandpa and let him clean you up!"

After saying that, the fat man shouted loudly to the coachman, "Go directly to the magic academy!" Then the fat man closed his eyes and recuperated, and no longer cared about the old evil.

Naturally, the old evil would not be willing to deal with him, and he secretly breathed.

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When I got back to the magic tower, it was already late, and the old evil got out of the car, and he didn't even say hello, so he went back to sleep directly. The fat man hurriedly ran to find the old mage who was busy, and said what happened today, and then concluded: "Grandpa, this little ancestor is too impertinent in doing things, you have to teach him a good lesson?"

However, after hearing this, the old mage scolded in annoyance, and said, "I said, you stupid, did you disturb my experiment today just for such a bullshit-level trifle?"

"A trivial matter?" When the fat man heard this, he was immediately stupid, and hurriedly said: "That kid and the elf prince are fighting~ and throwing a goblin mine as powerful a guy, if you hurt someone, it will cause international disputes!"

"Dispute, the elves from the emperor to the empress, and even one of their sons and daughters have a friendship with me, what is it to fight between children? Who didn't have blood and impulsiveness when they were young? Maybe they will have a friendship when the time comes. The old mage said impatiently: "You can rest assured, it's okay!"

"But they made too much noise, and even the palace's martial arts hall was destroyed, in case there was any damage?" the fat man hesitated.

"Don't be afraid!" the old mage waved his hand and said: "I know Little Stephen's strength, and I also know Arthas's ability, not to mention a few miniature goblin mines, even genuine goblin mines, it is impossible to harm him." ”

"No!" The fat man left and said in surprise: "The power of genuine goblin mines can almost hurt the Sword Saint, how can it not hurt His Highness Arthas?

"Are you as poor as we are?" the old mage said angrily: "Any piece of equipment on that kid's body is at least a legendary item, and there must be sub-artifacts, as for the artifact, it is not clear, but it may be, after all, Arthas is the only descendant of the elf royal bloodline, and he must spare no effort to protect him." And the elven race has a history of 100,000 years, if you want to say that there is no artifact, I don't believe it! With so many superb equipment to protect him, plus his own strength is not bad, even if he encounters a genuine goblin mine, he will be fine. ”

"Is His Highness Arthas so powerful?" the fat man then said in surprise: "That little Stephen and His Highness Arthas had a draw, and without so much good equipment, doesn't it mean that Little Stephen is so strong that he is almost in the Holy Land?"

"Hehe, almost!" said the old mage with a slight expression. After all, the old evil is the proud protégé he taught single-handedly, the more powerful the protégé, the more glorious he will be as a teacher.

"Oh my God, he's only sixteen!" the fat man opened his mouth in surprise.

"Hehe, you're wrong, I'll tell you the truth, his real age is only 13 years old and 10 months!" said the old mage with a slight expression.

"Obediently, isn't it, how is this possible?" the fat man said puzzledly: "Why does such a young age have such terrifying strength, this, this is unreasonable?"

"No, his pedigree is strange, and I've only been halfway through it so far. Anyway, judging by that half, it's barely normal for this phenomenon to occur, in fact, his strength is not as strong as you think, I estimate that he is only about four levels of strength at most, but his combat quality is very high, as if he has experienced a hundred battles, so he can always defeat the strong with the weak. When the old mage said this, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and couldn't help but say to himself, "But, I don't remember that I taught him to fight, why is he so proficient in combat?"

"Oh, grandfather!" the fat man suddenly asked strangely, "Isn't little Stephen your illegitimate son? Why do you know only half of his blood? His father must be you? As for the mother, don't you know?"

"Bastard!" the old mage couldn't help but knock the fat man on the door of the head, and scolded angrily, "When did I say that little Stephen is my illegitimate son?"

"Oops!" the fat man was knocked in great pain, and he couldn't help screaming, and then said sadly: "But you said that he is a member of our family?

"Nonsense!" The old mage couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly: "Actually, there are other clansmen in our family outside. Little Stephen is the child of one of my sisters, so he's a generation older than you!"

"Your sister, can you still have a baby?" the fat man heard this, and his eyes were so hung out. Obviously, he misunderstood that the old evil mother is also a human being, and according to the normal age, it is obviously impossible for a woman in her 100s to have children.

"What do you want?" said the old mage angrily, "My sister is not human. ”

"It's not human, why is it still your sister?" said the fat man, puzzled.

"Yes!" the old mage thought for a moment, and then said, "Well, you are also in your fifties this year, and it is time to tell you some family secrets." Do you know Natasha, the legendary prophet of the Orcs?"

"Of course you know, that's a legendary-level master. At the beginning, she also killed the legendary master of the demon clan with you, and avenged the ancestors of our family!" the fat man said hurriedly.

"She is my sister, and at that time, the reason why she was willing to kill that demon with me without hesitation was precisely to avenge her father!" said the old mage with a little smugness, "She is also little Stephen's mother!"

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"Now you know why little Stephen is so powerful, right? Not only does he have the blood of a Legendary Prophet, but he also has a Wisdom Mark that contains all the knowledge of a Legendary Prophet!" the old mage said with a smile.

"What you say is true, it's unbelievable!" the fat man couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Of course it's true, don't you think that the Legendary Prophet's lightning spell is very close to ours?" the old mage then reminded, "However, let me tell you, this is a secret of the older generation, you just know it, and you can't tell it." ”

"Yes!" the fat man nodded hurriedly, and then asked curiously, "But grandfather, why did little Stephen fall into your hands?

"I don't know who his father is, and as for how he ended up in my hands, I can't tell you yet!" The old mage then said: "However, there is one thing you have to remember, little Stephen is a member of our family, there is no doubt about it, you must treat her well in the future, and truly treat him as the heir of the family, understand?"

"Yes, I see!" said the fat man hurriedly.

"En!" the old mage nodded with satisfaction, and then smiled: "Although little Stephen is rampant, sometimes he is like an idiot, but he does have the qualifications to be crazy, he has such achievements at the age of thirteen, and the future is absolutely limitless, and it is almost certain to become a legendary master. ”

"Yes, I understand!" the fat man left and nodded, "Don't worry, I will definitely do my best to help him in the future!"

"Yes!" the old mage then smiled and said, "Little Stephen's ambition is very ambitious, maybe he won't care about the belonging of this family in the future, you better work hard for me, and strive to get another inheritor of the family bloodline." Come, this bottle of potion was refined by me according to the ancient recipe, you can take it back and try it!"

As he spoke, the old mage handed the fat man a crystal bottle. The fat man left like a treasure and took it, and said gratefully: "Thank you, grandpa!"

"Okay, what's polite with me!" The old mage then waved his hand at him and said, "Okay, it's not too early, you can go back!"

"Yes, then I'll quit first!" the fat man then bowed to the old mage.

After the fat man was gone, the old mage fell into contemplation again, and after a while, he said to himself: "This little Stephen is really troublesome, and he actually robs a woman with Alsace, although his courage is commendable, but he is too self-conscious, right? With his virtue, he can win the favor of a woman more than Alsace's little white face? What an arrogant idiot! Forget it, no matter, after he fails, maybe he will be somewhat restrained." ”

(To be continued)