Le Mans in early winter is serene, tranquil and has a soft warmth. The old trees in the town shivered in the cold wind, and every now and then they shed a few withered yellow leaves. The mountain people who have been working hard for a year have begun to enter the winter break, and the hunters will occasionally go into the mountains to catch some game to add some oil and water to their wives and children. The mountain people are simple and down-to-earth, but they have become very tough in the harsh living environment.

The winter sun shone warmly on the crowd gathered in the town square. Old Mayor Ian is giving an emotional speech. A simple amplification magic allows the old and frail mayor to hear his voice clearly into everyone's ears. Ian was a rare donning in a wizard's robe. The last time he wore this mage robe was thirty years ago, when he was still a passionate adventurer.

"Gentlemen, I have been mayor of Le Mans for twenty years. The peace of our town has never been broken over the years. We toiled to build a warm house with our own hands, to love our wives, and to raise our children. We fight against floods, droughts, and monsters. The scars on our bodies are the marks of these struggles, the pride of manhood! We have not flinched from anything that threatens our wives and children, because we are guarding the land where we have lived for generations, because we are the people of the proud mountain!"

There was a round of applause. Ian paused, then continued, "But now the silence is about to break. Several vile, fierce aristocrats claimed to be the owners of the land. This land belongs to us, and this land belongs to the sons of the mountains. And these nobles are not only going to take away our land, but they are also going to take away the last loaf of bread in our hands, the last apple of our children!

Ian paused and said loudly, "We want each of our families to pay a tax of five gold coins a year!"

A woman's exclamation rang out, followed by a man's angry cry. "Kill these nobles!" "Drive them back to the royal capital!" "No one will try to take away our land!" A shrill children's voice said, "these nobles' grandmother!" A burst of laughter rang out, and the child's mother blushed and pinched her mischievous son.

Ian waited for everyone to be quiet and continued, "When I first arrived in this town, Bam wasn't a good climber. The tall blacksmith was wrapped in a strap and half lying on a stretcher, and laughed embarrassedly. "But these nobles wounded him as soon as they came here. They had no qualms about molesting the most beautiful girl in town, and our wife and daughter were humiliated beyond words. Several young girls sobbed.

"Not only that, let's see what they have done to my son, Guta!"

Guta was helped out by two sturdy youths. The townsfolk watched silently at his strap-up ankles, his tattered clothes, his rotting face, and most thrillingly, the marks of coolies on his face. "How can these nobles turn commoners into coolies at will?!" cried out a young girl, who was Guta's lover. "Guta, what did they do to you?"

Ian raised his hands in the air: "Our survival is no longer guaranteed!!Our wife and daughter are on the verge of being defiled!!I, Ian, a tenth-level mage, will challenge these nobles!

The atmosphere in the square reached its best.

A hurried sound of horses' hooves sounded, and one hundred and fifty wolf-like knights of the "Dragon and Beauty" rushed into the square, surrounding the crowd in the square. Although the mountain people were fierce, they couldn't help but shudder in the face of the heavily armed knights, and the noisy square suddenly fell silent. The dragons and the knights of beauty moved out of the way, and the scum of the nobility rode out on tall horses.

Guta suddenly shouted hysterically: "It's him, it's the demon!" The originally tall man was like a mouse being cornered by a cat, and he was terrified to the extreme, but desperately wanted to bite the cat. He trembled and stretched out his hand and pointed at the nobles. Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw Rogge, dressed in black armor, carrying a battle axe upside down, riding on his horse, beaming.

A young man from among the townspeople stepped forward and shouted, "What is the mistake of the ancient tower, you demons are going to torture him like this? Can it be said that the nobles can turn people into coolies at will? And the tax of five gold coins per family! You still can't give us a way to live? You must give us an explanation today!"

"Yes, we want an explanation!" roared.

Rogge looked at Ian in the middle of the square, and the invisible gaze between the two almost sparked.

Rogge smiled slightly, ignored Ian, turned his head to look at the excited young man, and asked calmly, "You just said, how much are your taxes?"

"Five gold coins!" the young man ...... excited.

Rogge interrupted the young man's complaint with a loud shout: "Toffler!"

Toffler immediately flashed out of the townspeople, and fell to his knees trembling. "Tell me, I'll let you tell Ian how much the town's taxes are?"

Toffler trembled even more, and only lay on the ground, not daring to raise his head at all.

With a soft thud, Rog unleashed a magic missile, and three missiles slammed into Toffler's scalp to the ground, forming a neat equilateral triangle on the ground around his head. Ian was shocked and deeply worried to see Rogge's precise magical control. Seeing Toffler act like this again, a chill rose in his heart.

"Toffler, the next magic missile won't be so bad!" Rogge said calmly.

Toffler looked up, his face as dead as ashes, he glanced up at Ian, and then lay on the ground.

"Say, I'll tell you how much you're going to be taxed?"

"Yes, yes," said Toffler, chattering, and finally whispered, "this year it's one silver coin per household." ”

One stone stirs up a thousand waves. With a bang, the crowd immediately became a mess. All kinds of questioning, scolding, accusations, and suspicions are intertwined. Ian was struck by lightning, and his face turned snow-white.

"And how much did you tell Mayor Ian?" Rogge pressed in. "It's three silver coins!, Your Excellency, Your Majesty, I was wrong, I shouldn't have coveted silver coins, I swear I would never dare again!" cried Toffler. Ian only felt countless thunderbolts explode in his head, and his whole body trembled with anger, his lips trembled, and he couldn't even speak. The townsfolk whispered, overwhelmed, and looked at Ian with some suspicion and disdain. Franco and Lens glanced at each other and admired Toffler's acting skills.

Ian rushed over, raised his staff and hit Toffler on the ground: "You villain! I, I'll kill you! I understand, you are colluding!" At this time, a young woman also rushed out and shouted to the crowd: "Don't believe these damn nobles! They are demons! This Toffler is with them, he lied to my father!"

Kate leaped forward, shouted, and flashed a milky white fighting spirit all over her body, and waved her gun away from Ian's staff. Some of the townspeople immediately shouted: "Divine Fighting Spirit, he is a Holy Knight!" Kate was very happy, but she didn't expect that there were people in this remote place who knew the goods, and her fighting spirit immediately disappeared without a trace. The Holy Knights are faithful to their faith, upright and good, they value honor above life, and they are the most steadfast believers in the Most High God. In short, the Holy Knight is basically equivalent to the embodiment of justice.

As soon as Kate's hand was revealed, someone shouted, "Listen to what the knight has to say." The townsfolk immediately fell silent. Ian and her daughter had uneasy looks on their faces, although the Holy Knight had always been righteous, but this person was obviously in league with Rogge, and it was impossible not to worry.

Kate's deep voice sounded, "Mr. Ian, you say you are innocent. But Mr. Rogge claims that you have amassed wealth by improper means. And some people accuse you of harboring the Ice and Snow Silver Fox mercenaries in the house. In order to prove your innocence, may I be allowed to visit your mansion?" Ian glared at Rogge fiercely, and said, "I have been honest all my life, so I will let you search, why not! But if I can't find anything, I will never stop like this." Then he turned and walked towards his house.

Behind his back, Rogge said leisurely: "What a pure life, I don't know who hooked up with the snow fox, but who is it?" Ian trembled, and Quan did not hear.

Layers of crowds surrounded the small building of the mayor's house. Several townsfolk were elected to join Kate in the building, and Ian followed Kate with a blushing face. After everyone reached Ian's bedroom on the second floor, they ended their search of the entire small building and found nothing. Ian sneered.

"Wait a minute!" Lens, who had the skill of a thief, walked up and down a wall, groped up and down for a while, and with a "click", a secret door was pushed open. Ian sneered: "That's my magic laboratory, what can you find? If you can't find any evidence, don't blame me for being rude!"

At the opening of the secret door, piles of gold coins, brilliant gems, emerald jade, and glowing magical armor were scattered throughout the room. The simple mountain people had never seen such a rich scene, and their eyes were straight. The impoverished mountain town is a town where the people of the town have not eaten or drunk for a hundred years, and they have not been able to accumulate so much wealth. The mountain people remembered the tax of five gold coins again, and suddenly realized.

Ian's body suddenly became cold, and the staff in his hand fell to the ground. He knew that it was all over.

The mayor's daughter pounced on her, hugged Ian and cried, "Father, tell them that those are not yours! From now on, your father can no longer take care of you. Remember, child, don't avenge me, these people are not something you can deal with. Be an ordinary person and live this life happily. The girl cried even harder. The old mayor looked at these nobles one by one, and saw that everyone was expressionless, all of them were righteous and awe-inspiring, and he couldn't help sighing, "Alas, it's still old, it's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves." ”

The old mayor let out a long sigh, and walked out of the small building under the disdainful gaze of the townspeople, and the nobles silently made a way. The moment he stepped out of the dark building, the glare of the sunlight made Ian dizzy. For the first time, the biting cold wind made him feel thin, and winter in Le Mans had come a little early.

The figure of the old mayor looked so old and lonely, and the townspeople couldn't help but feel a little sad when they thought of the twenty years of getting along. Fira fell to the ground, looking at her father's back with teary eyes, sobbing silently, her beautiful back stirring. Her eyes turned to the nobles for help, but the originally lustful aristocratic scum walked in front of her with clear eyes, ignoring them.

Ian walked to an open place, turned around, and asked calmly, "Which one will give the old man the honor of dying in a dignified duel?" or will the old man commit suicide himself." Several nobles looked at each other and remained silent. Although none of the several aristocratic scum present at this moment reached the tenth level in terms of strength, no matter which one of them faced this orthodox magician, they were almost always victorious, and of course the means were not so glorious. In the end, it was Rogge who took a step forward and said, "I'll come." ”

Ian squinted at Rogge and chuckled. "I really underestimated you at the beginning. The ploy was simple and crude, but it was practical and vicious. You are so young, your scheming methods are so harmful, the city is deep, and the future is limitless. Now that the old man is planted in your hands, it can be regarded as convincing. It's just a cycle of heaven, and retribution is unpleasant. No one can escape the shackles of the laws of space. Don't do too much in the future. ”

"The law of space?" Rogge whispered several times, as if he had moved something in his heart, but he couldn't grasp the feeling, and he was a little anxious.

Ian paused for a moment and began to chant incantations. In an instant, the surrounding ground flashed with a yellow luster, and a thin layer of grease covered the ground. Then, a shield against physical damage was formed. Rogge smiled, looking like another magician who treated himself like a warrior. It's no wonder that no magician would wear full body armor.

The fat man carefully observed Ian's third spell, but still chose not to move.

Two dark black magic arrays appeared on the ground, and two tall skeleton warriors wearing half-body armor stepped out of the magic array, and the huge two-handed swords plowed two small grooves in the ground. The presence of the skeleton warrior caused panic among the townspeople, and the crowd crowded backwards. The aristocratic scum in the audience also frowned and clenched their weapons.

Rogge made a few simple gestures and chanted softly, and a black mist drifted by, and Fengyue appeared with a long-handled scythe. In just a few days, the scythe became more and more sharp, dark black, and the blade was folded like a curved lightning, and the blade shone with a cold light. Rogge's hands swiped quickly, his mouth screamed, and in the blink of an eye, an acceleration technique was applied to Fengyue's body.

Ian was taken aback, he never expected that Rogge was actually a mage, and he still cast spells so quickly. Seeing that the two skeleton warriors could temporarily entangle each other for a while, Ian hurriedly recited the next incantation, his hands scribbling on the magic symbols, and the magic energy driven by his fingertips left a shining trail in the air.

Fengyue is already known for his speed, and after being accelerated, he is even more powerful, running around the two skeleton warriors, and from time to time he pounces on him with a sword, no matter whether he hits or not, he will leave with one blow. The long-handled scythe had already turned into a cloud of black gas, and it emitted a soul-stirring roar when it was swung, and in the face of two skeleton warriors who were higher than himself, Fengyue did not fall behind at all. Taking advantage of this gap, Rogge cast magic armor and acceleration on himself.

By this time, Ian's spell had been completed, and a small yellow-green ball of light emitted from between his hands and flew towards Rog. Franco's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "Rogge, get out of the way! It's a decomposition technique!" Rogge was taken aback, he didn't expect Ian to be a tenth-level mage. Before he could think about it, the fat man turned around and ran. The yellow-green ball of light turned in the air and followed it again. Rog ran as hard as he could, almost like a puff of smoke, and rushed towards the townspeople. The townsfolk immediately howled and fled. Rogge rushed into the crowd, quickly grabbed a yellow dog, and threw it at the ball of light with his backhand, the yellow-green ball of light silently entered the body of the yellow dog, and in the blink of an eye, the yellow dog was dyed with a yellow-green. The yellow dog that flew in mid-air stopped barking, and then fell heavily to the ground, exploding into a cloud of yellow-green dust. The breeze blew and wiped away all traces of the poor yellow dog's existence in this world.

Rogge was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water. As long as Shicai is a little slower, it may be him who will be decomposed, and he will not even be resurrected at that time. The fat man escaped death here, but the scenery on the Fengyue side is infinite. The roar of the long-handled scythe grew sharper and sharper, until at last it was like a midnight ghost crying. The black air swirled around him, and he greeted the two tall skeleton warriors, and in a moment four lower leg bones had been cut off, and the skeleton warriors fell to the ground with a bang, leaving only the struggle remaining.

Rog stared at Ian with hatred, and at this time Ian had already changed into a magical defense shield. Rog quickly recited the spell, and the magic light flew out, and three red balls of light flew slowly towards Ian. The fat man's chanting continued for a moment, and three more red missiles were issued, this time a little faster than the previous one, followed by three more. Nine magic missiles flew towards Ian in different trajectories, and Ian was only dumbfounded, he had never seen a mage cast a spell like this. At this moment, a flaming arrow flew like lightning, merging with the nine magic missiles and striking Ian's shield. Ian's entire shield fluctuated violently, and a flash of lightning flashed, and the shield had been broken.

Fengyue appeared behind Ian like a ghost, reversed the scythe, knocked Ian unconscious, and then went back to the other world with a burst of black mist.

"Phew!" Rogge, who was also exhausted, spat viciously, and the fat man who had just escaped death couldn't care about his image. "Even I can't beat Fengyue, just because you want to fight with me summoning beasts? Damn! your grandma, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and I will let you die on the beach!"

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