I can interpret your actions as...... Are you trying to provoke me? ”

Kyle stepped into the merchant house and stepped on the spreading shadow passage in the front hall, the realm aura that spread out of the crack in the shadow world wrapped around his white boots like ink.

"How dare Max, a believer in Max (God of Thieves/Lord of Shadows), raise your head and talk to me if you don't hide in a dark corner and prevent others from robbing you of your wealth."

Kyle walked over nonchalantly, and coincidentally stepped on the boot that Sister Astarte had just bitten.

"Ah......h

Or should I say, he had no choice.

The threads of magic that had spread throughout the front hall at some point connected the ceiling to the floor, wrapping around everyone who tried to step into the front room, like a woven net.

At the end of the net is the ruler and weaver of all the magic threads.

Kyle tugged at the thread, and the stalker let out a painful cry, his arms and fingers twisted out of shape by the pulled thread of magic.

He endured the pain, tried to calm the emotions on his face, and said with some weakness in his voice: "Sir, I don't have the intention of attacking you. ”

"Then please apologize." Kyle said lightly, not even looking at the stalker, "I said, please, apologize." ”

As soon as these almost unreasonable words came out, the stalker who listened to it became angry, snorted coldly and said, "Sir, don't go too far, why should I apologize to them?" ”

Kyle chuckled and said, "No, I'm sorry for making a mess of my trip today, annoying me, and even staining my boots." ”

When he said this, it even gave people a sense of absurdity, "You were sentenced to death for stepping into the door with your left foot", but the voice that was too taken for granted gave people an inexplicable feeling of convincing.

"How could I have done this? It's obviously these crazy people...... Ahh!!hhhhh The Stalker, who had wanted to retort, let out a wail again.

I saw a colorless and transparent mage's hand grab his hair and pull it hard, his scalp was slightly deformed under the pull of the mage's hand, and it looked a little funny.

"Oh my God!!"

In the backyard, the guests who ran out to watch after hearing the commotion, and the prostitutes who had not yet rested, exclaimed.

The scene became chaotic.

"Look, you're going to yell when you're grabbed like this, aren't you?" Kyle chuckled, not a hint of warmth in his eyes.

Tyrant, a slave trader who sensed that the atmosphere was not right, walked out and said:

"First, sir, isn't it too much for you to do this, these crazy people have attacked my firm, we just want to protect the firm, and we have done a little necessary counterattack."

Kyle was surprised, "Have you registered your status as a pastor with the major churches?" ”

Tyrant stiffened his head and said, "No." ”

"What about the Royal Capital Therapy Association?"

"No, no."

"What about the National Medical Center?"

"You, you're laughing, the master there is something I can match."

"But I don't think you're a mage or a paladin, right? Will minor injuries be treated? It's really not good, it should always be able to heal weak damage, right? ”

“…… You joked, there aren't many mages in the Duchy of Ingyland, and the paladins probably don't look down on ordinary merchants like me. ”

Kyle was stunned for a moment, and said in wonder, "That's weird, you're nothing, how do you know they're crazy?" ”

"That's—that's because ......"

Tyrant may have been a little frightened, and his eyes did not dare to make eye contact with Kyle for a while.

After all, the young man who looked so dazzling, and there was no temperature in his eyes, which were as beautiful and fragile as church glass patterns, that he always thought that he was like a dead man in his eyes.

So much so that he is now stumbling to speak, and he can barely utter a complete sentence.

In the end, he could only find a reason that was not a reason: "You, you see that when they came in, they didn't have a reason, and they couldn't even say a word of communication, which is very strange!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the face of the stalker, who was still in pain from the magic thread, changed slightly, realized that it was broken, and cursed in his heart:

"You brainless idiot, sewer scavenger Pig! %@#￥@#￥……」

With a sarcastic smile on his face, Kyle turned his head to look in the direction of the backyard and whispered, "Crazy." ”

"What did you say?"

"No, I see that some people are stammering, and there is no reason to send someone to make a move, I thought you were a madman."

Tyrant: ......

In the face of Kyle's aggressive attitude, knowing that the comer was not good, Tyrant barely squeezed out a smile on his face:

"Master Mage, our firm is not a big firm, we can't afford your toss like this, or you can say a number, if we can both be satisfied, today's matter will end here."

Tyrant may be stupid and bad, but after all, he knows that this young man who is too beautiful to be a normal person is definitely a character to mess with.

Mages are already rare, and being able to control their magic power to such a point at this age is obviously not an ordinary mage.

Behind a qualified young mage, there are often more old mages hidden.

With such a tricky strength at a young age, a lot of information can already be exposed.

Kyle smiled, walked up to Tyrant, and said, "That's easy, if you can find a way to satisfy me, it would be great, succubi are very greedy." ”

He gently kneaded a thread with his index finger and thumb, and suddenly the sound of metal grinding and the rustling of wind suddenly came to mind in the antechamber.

Kyle smiled as he looked at the twenty or so weapons that had been pulled by the magic thread and stabbed at Tyrant and Stalker, and the weapons stayed in front of them.

The most recent of them was even less than 2 centimeters from Tyrant's eyeball.

The two of them were so frightened that they let out a scream.

Kyle said nonchalantly:

"When my father was still there, there was always a small town in the outer circle of the royal capital to support an orphanage, some time ago I just came to the royal capital, the director of the nursing home came to me, said that a few orphans have been missing recently, no matter how to look for it, I can't find it.

I arranged for the housekeeper to take the time to understand the situation during this time, although the people you sent out were very careful, but obviously the cleaning traces were not clean enough, and after looking around, they finally found their whereabouts in the royal capital......

A few children and beggars with broken legs entrenched at the entrance of a shopping street. ”

Tyrant opened his mouth to explain something, and when he looked up at Kyle, a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Shhhh

There is nothing in the laws of Ingilem that allows slave traders to do such things, and I am not going to be able to sanction you directly by going beyond the laws of the principality.

Therefore, according to the rules of the noble council, in the capacity of a poor lord who has been robbed of his wealth, he can only be punished slightly, such as this......"

In Tyrant's panicked gaze, the magic thread burst out.

……

Ask for collections, ask for recommended tickets, ask for monthly passes, all kinds of requests!