Chapter 270 Gotham City's Clown Emperor Never Goes Old, Attack of the Anti-Mage (10K)
When Kyle suddenly receives a summons from the demigods who are guarding the Gilded City, he is a little surprised.
It's not that I'm surprised that the Gilded City will have demigods monitoring in real time, but I'm surprised that some people are stupid.
Mainly, why would someone dare to deliberately touch porcelain even if they don't know the criteria for judging the title of Magic Monarch?
Even if it was intentional, it shouldn't happen to someone like Kyle.
It can only be said that the reality is that there will always be clowns who will come out to refresh your lower limit, and you will never be able to understand what the brain circuits of this group of people are.
Kyle had to be glad that he was now just a [Original Sin Succubus Bloodline] as a person, rather than a more special identity that would cause some vindicators to fight back angrily.
He wasn't worried about it, he just thought it was funny.
Instead of rejecting the demigod's kind offer, Kyle replied with a message of thanks in the direction from which the message had come.
He's always been like that.
As long as he is still in sufficient security protection, he has never minded watching things go big.
After all, the essence of the fun people cultivated during that period as a player still has some influence on some of his current decisions.
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And the other side.
In another corner of the Gilded City, the Wild Mage Jorah Hinton was wandering anxiously in a conference room.
Today is undoubtedly a tragic day for him.
Just because the mage festival is being held now, the despicable young man who stole the fruits of his labor is now making an impassioned speech in the conference room.
And he, Jorah Hinton, was adamantly convinced that he was a true genius in the mage world.
He has always been committed to promoting his magical theories to the outside world, even if his theories are not accepted by anyone, and even some magical journals have directly dismissed them, claiming that what he writes is inferior to toilet paper.
However, he still thinks that the relevant research results he has worked so hard to sort out can be toilet paper?
Can toilet paper still have the fragrance of ink like the manuscript he submitted?
Later, he managed to put a paper in a fringe magic journal that not many mages paid attention to, and he was finally able to stand up and tell others that he was also a mage who had achieved something in the study of magic theory......
It wasn't until the magic journal was removed from the mage world for taking bribes to publish magical theories that he learned that the magic journal had become junk in the mage world for many "well-known" reasons a long time ago.
Everything he had experienced in the past had always made him a little irritable, and all of this, when the news of the Mage Festival came, finally reached its peak.
After all the relevant news that flowed out of the channel, after hearing the rarity of the theory of the mage, he was angry and "discovered" that this theory seemed to be a little similar to his.
The unprecedented shock made him no longer able to hold back the anger in his heart, and it was not until the interview reporter of "Focus World Journal" asked an intermediary to pass on the relevant news to him, that he was slightly dissatisfied.
Foresight Journalists!
Until then, try to dress yourself up less like a wild mage.
For this reason, he was not too rich, so he deliberately rented a set of mage clothes that looked pretty good, took care of himself, and then came to the conference room and waited for the arrival of the reporter of the discerning "Focus World Journal".
However, what he didn't expect was that after coming to this meeting room, he realized that he was not the only one in the conference room.
He saw a lot of mages, and after some curiosity, he finally figured out that all the participants who came to this conference room today were invited by reporters from Focus World Journal.
In the conference room, perhaps because the wild mages present were fed up with Jorah Hinton's constant strolling around the room, one of the wild mages said to the somewhat nervous wild mage with a relaxed and happy smile:
"Mr. Jorah, I've heard that you think your theory can perfectly solve the problems that are common in the current mage academic circles, and the core of the theory of the mage itself comes from your theory?"
Jorah Hinton's attention was always on other things, and she didn't bother much to answer the questions of her peers, and just said casually:
"If that's what you're talking about, then I think yes, my theory perfectly encapsulates the theories of the War Mage, like the one that the damn succubus came up with, for my much larger theoretical framework......
It's not worth mentioning at all, I really can't imagine how those so-called mage forces allowed the so-called thieves to occupy the stage that should have been my footing. β
There was a commotion among the wild mages next to him, and then someone said, "Then do you think your magic theory can cover other fields other than war mages?" β
Jorah Hinton was blindsided by this question, but soon came up with a corresponding concept in his mind.
The Mage's magic system can contain the basis of other magic systems.
The battle mage's magic system is plagiarized from my theory.
So my theory must be able to include other magical systems, which are not included now...... It's just that I haven't done much research yet.
So he said as a matter of course: "Of course, you should know that for an excellent mage, it is often inevitable to encounter oppression.
Especially for wild mages like us, there is no force behind them to protect us, so when faced with this kind of thing, we can only let others bully.
The more this time comes, I think those of us who don't have the strength to belong to the more we should unite.
We can be a little more confident in ourselves, and we can also come up with our own unique opinions in terms of theoretical research. β
When Jorah Hinton spoke of this kind of thing, her emotions were high again.
"I think we can form an alliance of mages, the title of wild mage or something is too ugly, people like us who are destined to be great should have a force worthy of being taken out and preached.
I've just talked to you about what you're going to publish, and I have to say that most of it is a great achievement, and if I can, my next goal is to use the Jorah Hinton theory to accommodate your system of magical theories.
Trust me, that's going to be interesting, and if you can, I'd like you to talk about the theories you've been working on.
Believe me, this is going to be a big project that will shock the world. β
Jorah Hinton's excited expression made everyone in the conference room look at each other.
How did they not know that their theories were so great?
But I have to say that after a hot scene by Jorah Hinton, everyone was more or less happy.
If nothing else, at least being able to get the praise of others now, it's a really great experience for them who have never experienced it before.
Just when the conference room was bustling, a reporter with a slightly "generous" body pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in.
A tall, thin man standing in the reporter's anger raised his head and looked at the people in the conference room.
He is an intelligence merchant from the Gilded City, and he quickly sprang into action after receiving a request from the editorial board of Focus World Journal to "collect and gather wild mages in the Gilded City to spread the word that the Monarch of Heloise had plagiarized their theoretical research results".
There's no way, the intelligence merchant also wants to have a good meal!
Although he knew that such a thing was not moral, he felt that he had been reduced to being an intelligence merchant, where did the morality come from.
The business of an intelligence merchant is a rat in the gutter, a moth in the fruit, a maggot in the sewer, and morality, how much is it worth?
For this intelligence merchant, everything can be measured in money.
If you're really going to get me there, give me plenty of money!
For the sake of money, if you want me to be more moral, I can be more moral.
I don't know anything about the upper echelons, and I don't want to know anything interesting about the mages, I just need to know one thing.
There is no money!
However, since Focus World Journal is willing to spend so much money to find this group of people, and even willing to give this group of people a bonus, maybe it is really possible to make this group of people successful?
A subtle expression appeared on the intelligence merchant's face.
But when it comes down to all the trouble, is it really so easy to understand a theory that created the Magic Monarch?
In such a short period of time, I'm afraid that even those high-level mages are still thinking hard about how to use the simplest method to digest and absorb the relevant theories of the Heloise monarch?
A group of wild mages? I'm afraid it's not a rabble!
However, over the years, all kinds of career systems have been exhausted by severe involution.
Now there is a group of mages that are not so involuted in comparison, and if he can, he also wants to enter the mage professional system.
After all, even a group of fools in the conference room can provoke a magic monarch, and you can imagine how many people in the entire mage system are unaware of how many of them.
However, the most important thing now is to get the job done at hand.
After all, more than anything else, let's get the money from Focus World Journal first.
If the mage business had become so easy to mix up now, then he would have simply let his unsuccessful stinky boy step into this business.
It is impossible to say that the group of wild mages present also have a very powerful mage level, and at that time, they may even ask for others.
Thinking of this, the intelligence merchant's expression became even more humble.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the senior editor from Focus on World Journal, and I invite you here today, and naturally there is great good news to tell you."
The wide-hearted, fat-bodied world-focused editor stood up, nodded to everyone, and said:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the editor of Focus World Journal, who I have found you today, because I have some things to discuss with you."
A group of wild mages looked at each other, but Jorah Hinton frowned, looked at the editor, and said:
"We already know about this, but why didn't you tell me in advance that there would be so many companions when you told me that I would be here to talk to you.
Seriously, if it weren't for the excellent peers who were here today, I might have left with my head shut. β
The group of wild mages subconsciously glanced at each other behind them.
What's going on?
Can anyone tell them what's going on?
Isn't the purpose of coming to the conference room today to defraud others of relevant research funds, and then to spread rumors and make trouble under the pretense of the reputation of the so-called theoretical mage?
There were many of them who thought at first that Jorah Hinton was deliberately using himself as a joke to warm up the crowd a little, but now it seems that he himself is that joke, quite a natural kind.
This guy ...... You don't really believe that your magical theories have surpassed that of the Hero of Heloise, do you?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but be reluctant to squeak.
The mage profession does not accept the mentally handicapped, huh?
Who let this guy sneak in with them?
As for the editor of "Focus on World Journal", he subconsciously wiped his hands with sweat, and his hands flashed with oil for a while.
If it weren't for the fact that he could earn a little more money to support his family, the temperature outside the gilded city was quite high in broad daylight, and he was reluctant to leave his workstation and come here to talk to this person more.
Not to mention anything else, just like the weather now, it's really a bit hot and panicked.
But for the sake of his own performance, he still endured the discomfort of being exposed to the sun, and said patiently to this Jorah Hinton:
"Mr. Jorah Hinton, I hear that you are now very angry and resentful that your research has been stolen by the Monarch of Heroise, and you want to get justice from them, right?"
Jorah Hinton nodded and said, "You are so discerning, Jorah Hinton's theory is definitely the most relevant research that can make up for the shortcomings of the current theoretical system of the mage academic world.
But now everything that belonged to me has been replaced by the mage system that is so much publicized by the outside world. β
When this man said this, the editors who focused on the world subconsciously lit up.
That's right, that's right, it tastes right! Very news!
He could already imagine how popular the daily newspaper would be when it was published.
So he wiped the sweat from his forehead again, leaned over, cleared his throat, and said:
"Here's the thing, we understand that you have elaborated on a similar system of mage theory back then, and when it was put into the journal Magical Truths, Monarch Bellavimanches rejected it.
Now that we know about the situation, we would like to report further on what happened. β
"Didn't you say you could give money to support my research?"
Jorah Hinton's voice rose slightly.
If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to get a little money from this guy for his research, he wouldn't have spent his precious time waiting in the conference room today.
"Of course, what should be supported still has to be supported, and I have already prepared the relevant magic crystal coins from the beginning, and I am waiting for the time to be fully delivered to your hands when the time comes.
But for this time, I hope that all of you who have participated in this project will show your pride in being mages.
Do you really think that your theories are worse than those of the old mages who have firmly occupied the top of the mage world? β
When he said this, he couldn't help but show a sincere smile on his face:
"Money will definitely be given, but don't you think the mage academic world is very deformed now? Think about it, those nobles who have enough money can easily go deeper and farther on the path of mages.
And what a painful realization it is for someone like you Wild Mage to not be accepted and recognized by any mage force.
Now that even people with the blood of filthy succubi in their veins have been affirmed by the mage academic community because they are nobles, don't you feel a little heartache in the face of such a situation? β
Jorah Hinton's expression was a little weird.
Because he was told this by an editor of the Focus World Journal, who was logically from the race of Holy BriΓ±a, and was not really suitable to make such a statement
After all, although the dominance of Holy BriΓ±a has been controlled by the rapidly expanding number of human groups, Holy BriΓ±a is a special theocracy that can only maintain stability under the joint influence of multiple Orthodox Churches
The main races of the gods from different churches are not quite the same, and quite a few of them have nothing to do with humanity at all.
In this case, the appearance of such discourse of bloodline and original sin theory will still make him feel subtle discomfort.
But not to mention, these people are worthy of playing with words, and with just a few words, his anger was successfully provoked.
However, the journalist did succeed in provoking his anger.
Yes, he obviously threw his magic theory into the editorial office of "Truth of Magic", why was his magic theory directly defined by the Manchester monarch as "insulting IQ, used to destroy and waste magic"?
The editor from Focus World Journal stared into his eyes seriously and seriously, and said:
"I'll just ask you one thing, do you have the courage to engage in a positive magical theory with that Monarch of Heloise now?"
"Of course," said Jorah Hinton without hesitation, "my magical theories are invincible. β
The editor finally had a smile on his face, laughing, and said:
"I appreciate your courage, and if you can, I want you to get in the carriage and rush to the site of the magical extravaganza now, so that you can catch the last train at the end of the meeting and stop the Monarch of Heloise.
Of course, the premise is that you yourself are willing to take responsibility for the results of your magical theory research! β
"Wait!" Jorah Hinton stopped the editor, "I don't understand what you mean, didn't you say that you would invest in it?"
Why do you want me to confront that Lord Heloise in the first place? β
Jorah Hinton's eyes flickered.
At this point, he began to get a little nervous again.
It is one thing to think that there is no problem with the theory, and it is another thing to confront people in it, of course, there is another more troublesome problem in this, that is, he has not understood the theory of the battle mage too much, so he hurriedly went into battle to challenge people.
Even if he is a genius like him, I am afraid that he will struggle when facing practical problems, after all, he is not fully prepared to deal with the theory of war mages.
Well? Did I really do anything to prepare?
He was a little confused for a moment.
Forget it, no matter,
"Money, I can give, but you have to prove your worth, and ......"
His gaze swept to the other wild mages whose eyes were wandering, and said in a deep voice: "You are the same truth, I don't want you to prove it, but at least you have to wave the flag to those who may prove it on the other side!" β
Stared at by those eyes, the group couldn't even say a word of refusal for a while, and finally swallowed and spitted.
"All you need to do is wave the flag, right?"
This man is simply the devil...... They give too much!
At least that's the case for the wild mages.
After being silent for a long time, everyone finally agreed, driven by money.
This time, the wax sitter became Jorah Hinton.
"Actually, it can be a little later, and now I haven't prepared so much in the past, I need to give myself a little more time to prepare so that I can win."
"You just tell me how long it will take." The editor interrupted his conversation directly.
Jorah Hinton held up a finger.
"An hour?" The editor asked curiously.
"A month?" Jorah Hinton whispered.
"I'll only give you three hours to prepare." The editor said with a dark face.
What are you kidding, in a month the magic envoys from all the forces have already left the Gilded City, and when that time comes, there will be some gimmicks to jump out there.
He's here to increase the sales of the newspaper, not to be a garbage man!
"It's too short, how can it be possible to refute that hateful guy smoothly in such a short time, now it's an all-round advantage for him!"
In the end, the editor in charge instantly understood the meaning of Jorah Hinton's words, looked at the man viciously, cleared his throat and said again:
"120,000 magic crystal coins, don't try to lower the price with me, this is already the limit of what you can get."
"Deal!"
Jorah Hinton had a big smile on her face.
It wasn't until this time that this group of wild mages finally reacted, it turned out that this person was pretending to be crazy and stupid, in order to get more magic crystal coins from the editors of "Focus World Journal"?
Damn, they suddenly had a feeling that they had been fooled.
"The money is in my carriage, and when you plan to do it as soon as possible, I will hand it over to you."
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"So you know that this group of people is a bunch of clowns, jumping into the fire pit with a lot of pain, right? Yes, my good student, you now have some of the arrogance I had back then! β
Towards the end of the meeting, Lucius finally hears about the farce from Kyle.
For a moment he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
After all, Kyle has always had his own opinions since a long time ago, and it can be said that compared to Lily's unreassuring guy, Kyle is definitely reassuring.
"Tell me, what kind of work do you kid want to do, I don't believe that you will let this kind of thing unfold normally without a little consideration of your own.
You have always been like this, and when you show your head recklessly, it must not be because you are really so presumptuous, but because you have obtained enough reliable protection. β
This is Lucius's evaluation of his student Kyle, and it can only be said that he is worthy of being a teacher who has been with Kyle for many years, and he really knows Kyle's personality very well.
Yes, as Lucius said, Kyle himself would not have exposed himself to risk without absolute confidence in his safety.
The same is true for Kyle's calculations.
The prerequisite for calculating others is that he has prepared enough plans.
For Kyle, there is no need for him to care so much about this matter as a matter of the wild mage coming to provoke, just need to talk about this matter to the Mage Association in Gilded City, and the actions of this group of people will be directly nipped in the bud.
So the most important question now is, why did Kyle choose to deal with it directly, even though it was just a small thing that he didn't need to care about?
This is something that Lucius can't figure out.
It was at this time that a hotel waiter approached Kyle's defensive line and whispered:
"Monarch Heloise, just now at the door of the hotel, someone asked me to forward a letter to you, can you see if you know the original owner of this letter? If it's wrong, the hotel will directly help you destroy it. β
"Show me first!"
Kyle whispered.
For him, the most important purpose of many things is not whether he will be in trouble, or whether he will be insulted by the intelligence of others.
In fact, there is always only one most important thing, and that is how to ensure that your goals can be successfully achieved.
And obviously, for now, that Jorah Hinton still has a role to play.
So even after understanding what happened, he still acquiesced to the behavior of Jorah Hinton and Focus World Journal.
After all, he was really fed up with the state he was in now, and if he could give the group of bastards who caused such a state a sufficiently intuitive revenge and deterrence, Kyle felt that it would be okay to let some people out and mess around a little.
Sure enough, after glancing at the note sent by the service staff, he had already determined that the person who sent the news was the group of wild mages.
He casually threw the relevant content directly into the paper basket, then looked up at his teacher, and said with a chuckle:
"Teacher, don't you think this kind of thing is really funny?"
ββ¦β¦ Interesting? What's interesting? β
"Jorah Hinton is actually quite interesting."
"For example, I know very well that this guy is not a normal mage at all."
"Not a normal mage?"
"Or more accurately..."
Lucius watched Kyle fold his hands together and the field unfolded silently, and then said to his teacher with a smile:
"Teacher Lucius, I will tell you one thing quietly, that Jorah Hinton is a follower of the Prince of Lies!"
Lucius's expression changed slightly, and finally said with some subtlety: "A believer in the Prince of Lies? Is Puoutou for your followers, or is it similar to the followers of the other two teams of Allah? β
When Mr. Lucius heard that Kyle was like this, his first reaction was, "It's the Hirek believers who are doing things everywhere again?" βγ
"Believers in the Prince of Lies...... Why don't you just let the Gilded City Association clean it up...... It's probably not the first time they've been eyeing you. β
There is a calculation everywhere, and there is probably a calculation hidden in it that Lucius can't quite understand, so at this time he simply hopes that Kyle chooses to protect himself.
After all, for the mage world, Kyle's current safety is really too important.
The Hilek followers have always been known for their insidiousness and cunning, and most of them are not very good at dealing with them, and it is likely that they will fall into the web of lies compiled by the Hilek believers.
The Syrics have always been like this, and they have a hand in disgusting things.
It's probably like a country of lies that still existed in the early days of the Coalition of People, and all kinds of fabricated historical things are at your fingertips, and the main thing is a shameless and disgusting person.
There's just no way you can say anything about their behavior, you can't really fight them, right?
If you really want to fight, there is a reason to become no reason.
The only fortunate thing is that on the Shenhua Continent, when you meet a Shirek believer, you can beat it directly, if you say that ten Shirek believers beat nine, there may be people who shout injustice.
But if you hit one after another, then it is pure and pure to let go of a large number of fish that have slipped through the net.
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In fact, the riots caused by a group of wild mages outside the field have already been discovered by some keen-eyed mages.
They wondered what Kyle, the new Magical Monarch, was going to do with the group of wild mages who they thought were almost "idlers".
As for Kyle, after learning that the group had arrived at the outskirts of the hotel, he was still casually enjoying the food at the banquet.
Not to mention, as a mage event that takes a long time to hold once, the taste of the relevant videos prepared on the spot is still very good.
At least Kyle's taste for the food served here in Gilded City really felt that he was "indeed worthy of the title of the No. 1 Hotel in Gilded City" after eating it, and even he wanted to dig this group of people directly into his Lancaster Hotel.
But after thinking about it, Kyle decisively gave up on such an idea.
The consumption of the gilded city is still very high, so even the salaries of the chefs have risen.
If they were to be brought back to Lancaster, the cost would be considerable, not to impoverish Kyle, but he would have felt that it would be too much of a fuss.
Even Kyle, when considering a lot of consumption, it is also necessary to consider cost performance.
"Let them in, I'm also curious about what kind of thoughts they have, and they plan to come to my side to give them an explanation."
When Jorah Hinton walked into the venue surrounded by a group of wild mages, he was met with Kyle's curious gaze.
The editor-in-charge of Focus World Journal, who quietly followed behind this rabble, only held a record crystal in his hand.
At this time, since the relevant content of the scene has been informed to the media staff of all parties, the other reporters who were invited to film and record the mage event have already left the scene.
After all, the next banquet was already entertainment time for the mages present.
They don't want to be photographed by a group of paparazzi at such a moment with a record crystal face in their resting state.
So strictly speaking, the editor-in-charge of Focus World Journal did accomplish a very difficult task, almost using money in exchange for a big hit event that was likely to be registered in the newspaper.
The smile on Jorah Hinton's face had already appeared after seeing Kyle, but there was a little bit of sarcasm in that smile, as if she was deliberately provoking Kyle, and said in a strange tone:
"I didn't expect the respected Monarch Heloise to be willing to let us in, I thought that the despicable thieves would carefully hide and not let outsiders know, I didn't expect you Jiang Ran to have the courage to stand there!"
Kyle spread his hands and said with a smile, "You have the courage to come here, what reason do I have to hide myself." β
"I see, is this the arrogance of the noble lords?"
"The nobleman who opens his mouth, the nobleman who closes his mouth, the conditions for becoming a new nobleman are posted on the bulletin board of the Federation, if you have the strength and willingness, no one will prevent you from stepping into that position and becoming a member of the privilege."
"Then I hope you won't cry and tell me that you made a mistake."
Jorah Hinton lowered her voice and said meaningfully: "Monarch Heloise, skipping to let your guard down will be found and taken advantage of, and it will be too late to regret it." β
Kyle snorted, looked him up and down, and burst out laughing, saying:
"Regrets? What do you regret? Do you regret letting an anti-mage into the venue, or do you regret ...... Xi?"
Kyle's words were meant to say "I regret putting the Sheric believers in the venue", but at this moment, the individual named "Jorah Hinton" instantly turned into an afterimage and pounced on Kyle.
Before Kyle could finish speaking, he encountered such a sudden change, and everyone present did not expect that the mage who had just come in and seemed to be talking to Kyle was still talking to Maimang.
Seeing Jorah Hinton, who instantly tore off the mage's mask and turned into an enemy mage to kill Kyle, the scene was panicked for a while.
However......
Kyle, who was faster than the anti-mage, directly reached out and grabbed the "anti-magic sword" that was stabbing at him in the air, and said with a smile in the face of Jorah Hinton:
"What did you just say? Oh, I remembered, you said I'd regret it? What do you mean by regret? β
Kyle tugged at the pitch-black glove that covered the palm of his hand.
Obviously, that smile was so good-looking, just looking at his face would give people a pleasing feeling, but now there was boundless fear in Jorah Hinton's heart.
"Look, Syric's followers, that's how the anti-magic sword is used."
The moment Kyle said this, the black membrane in his hand instantly turned into a sharp sword, just like an anti-magic sword that was tightly held in Jorah Hinton's hand and condensed with the help of the core power of the anti-mage class.
Kyle clenched Jorah Hinton's anti-magic sword tightly with two fingers, and the next moment, the blade condensed by the power of the anti-mage broke instantly.
At the same time, a terrible black light suddenly slipped down, and the splatters of blood splattered in Kyle's direction, but they were obscured by the translucent magical barrier in front of Kyle.
The top half of Jorah Hinton's body slowly slipped off her body and fell to the ground.
"How...... Vomit ~ cough cough cough ~ possibly! β
Jorah Hinton didn't react to what was going on until Kyle saw it in two: "Anti-mage...... Why would you use the power of an antimage? β
Kyle tilted his head, a nice smile appeared on his face, and whispered:
"Is there anything strange about that? At the end of the day, the Antimage is a special class created by Holy BriΓ±a for the reverse use of magical properties.
But after all, isn't reversing the power of magic another way to use the power of magic?
As I said, the core strength of the mage profession has reached a complete unity for things related to spells, and this is true for the more complex eight major factions, why do you think that this is not the case with enemy mages? β
Eventually, in Kyle's meaningful words of "the anti-mage is a mage himself", Jorah Hinton sighed and uttered a "monster" and died quietly.
The anti-mage, who made most of the people present not react, walked too hastily, so that the wild mages who followed him raised their hands in an instant and made a Gallic chicken military salute.
They were afraid that Kyle would do it directly to them if he didn't agree with him.
They swore that they really had nothing to do with the anti-mage, and for a moment the group wanted to cry without tears, and they all looked at the reporter of the Focus World Journal with hatred.
What if you just come here to cheat the funds?
Why do you even have to take your own life now?
Only Kyle, who still had a smile on his face, turned his head to look at the crowd, and said softly:
"Or, everyone, since we have seen blood today, let's introduce the role of some battle mages to you in the battle?"
The moment the words fell, the realm opened.
β¦ The following are not billed...
Once a day, I want you
Collections, recommended tickets, monthly passes, automatic subscriptions! I want them all!
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Street Diary:
γCold Rainy Night Diaryγ
I saw a picture posted by someone else's screenshot, and the content of the picture showed a student running hard, running very fast, and it was almost an afterimage.
It is accompanied by the text:
"The sports student ran 400 meters after falling out of love, breaking the school's 12-year record."
The comments below are:
"At this time, another boy is also sprinting!"
(Rating: Another comment under this comment below, I think it makes sense - the winter wind isn't as cold and biting as yours)
(End of chapter)