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For this moment, Randolph spent all his savings to buy this scroll made by a high mage. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!) - Scrolls are one-time spellcasting items that release spells recorded on them. The power of a spell is tied to the maker, which means that the more powerful the mage, the more powerful the scroll will be.

In addition, just now, Randolph also quietly turned the ring and blessed himself with a level 1 spell to defeat the enemy first to ensure that he could strike first.

In fact, defeating the enemy is a rather frustrating spell at first. It speeds up the caster's attack, but it can't make up for the time it consumes.

Therefore, on the whole, Randolph can be said to have waved the word shameless to the extreme. He took advantage of people's danger and shamelessly cheated. This made the faceless man on the side shake his head repeatedly, and he could barely suppress the urge to intervene, wanting to blast Randolph out of the Black Tower with his own hands.

By the meantime, Randolph had unfolded the scroll and finished reciting the incantation. The entire parchment burned in his hand, and the magic contained in it turned into a green light that shot at Curt.

Green light is a viscous acid that continuously ablates the target it hits. It takes about a minute to take effect, during which time the recipient's body will continue to melt, and it is absolutely impossible to endure the pain and concentrate on casting the spell at the same time.

'It is finished!'

Randolph was overjoyed when he saw the strong acid arrow hit Curt in the chest. Once the unfortunate apprentice had turned into a puddle of solution, Randolph would be able to sweep through the entire Mage Tower, and then escape from the Thousand Laws City with all the treasures and disappear before dawn came. He was immersed in wonderful fantasies until Curt took out a scroll and recited the incantation written on it.

Randolph's smile froze for a moment, turning to horror and confusion. It was only at this moment that he realized that Curt had a transparent protective film around his body.

A ring on Curt's right hand is glowing, and it provides Curt with the protection of a level four spell, a secondary spell that is invalid enchantment. Secondary spell nullification enchantments give the wearer direct immunity to spells of level 3 or lower. In the legacy of Abys, the preciousness of this ring is the first.

"No—!!"

Randolph wailed in despair, then suddenly began to laugh heartily. Casting a level two spell, Curt shrugged at Laughing Maniac. He dropped the burned-out fragments of the scroll and said to the Faceless One:

"As you can see, the winner is decided. According to the rules of the duel, from now on Mr. Randolph is my slave. His life, and even his soul, is my personal property, right?"

"Yes. ”

The Faceless nodded pleasantly, glad to see such a result. He turned to leave, but suddenly turned his head again. The Faceless One looked at Randolph, who was laughing until he cramped, and said with some hesitation:

"I build yì you ......"

"Rest assured, I don't like to keep and torture old **s... ”

Curt interrupted the Faceless One and spoke calmly. He avoided Randolph, who was rolling on the ground, and said leisurely:

"I will use appropriate methods to deter potential enemies. I have done a lot of things to do in order to become the owner of the Black Tower. ”

"Haha, you remind me of my former self. ”

The Faceless Man bowed slightly, feeling a heartfelt appreciation for Curt. He thought about it for a moment, then raised his head and said:

"In order to fulfill my duties, I had to bring Randolph here. Out of apologies, I am willing to compensate you for your loss. - If you want, I can keep a spell below level 1 for you. ”

"Heh......"

Curt gasped, surprised by the sudden gift. Spells that are constant will be permanently turned on or off at the mage's will, and do not require any gestures or spells. However, constant spells are advanced techniques, at least Curt has not yet learned. In addition, constant spells are also depleting to the user, so they are usually expensive.

"Please keep boosting the resistance spell for me. ”

After a few seconds of consideration, Curt made a decision that surprised the Faceless One, who had been waiting for a while. But the Faceless One didn't shirk anything, and fulfilled his promise. From this point on, Curt had some immunity to most spells. Although insignificant, it can sometimes be a feather that overturns the scales.

"Thank you very much, and I hope that one day I can repay your kindness. ”

Curt bowed down and thanked the Faceless One sincerely. The Faceless One waved his hand and said disapprovingly:

"Don't take it personally, just raise your hands. Thousand Law City always favors qualified young people, and you deserve it. ”

With that, the Faceless One cast a teleportation spell and disappeared into thin air. After making sure that the Faceless One was gone, Curt turned to Randolph, who was lying on the ground like a muddy puddle. A silver light swept over Curt's pupils, and now it was his turn to deal with the aftermath of the whole thing......

At the same moment, the Faceless One appeared on the top floor of the main tower of the Thousand Laws City. No matter how many times he visited, the high-density magic here would suffocate him. The Faceless Man waved his hand to bless himself with a protective spell, and bowed his head respectfully. He knelt on the ground and said to the huge chair not far away:

"On your orders, I went to spy on the new mage Curt. He is very young and has a lot of potential. And from Curt's conversation, I think he looked into you. Curt doesn't shy away from the suspicion of assassinating Abyss, as if he knows that you are a probalist. ”

"Really......"

With an old voice, the chair turned. Thirty-six gems of different colors floated in the air, slowly rotating around the old man sitting in the chair. He was none other than Iorham, the Xi Master of the Thousand Laws City.

Although Eoham is extremely old, the forces of nature still sustain him. Magical lines were all over Ioham's body, from his forehead to his chin. The upper end of the pattern disappears into white, and the lower end crawls along the wrinkled neck and disappears into the neckline of the master's robe. In his right hand, Ioham held a staff made of Starfall with a large purple gem encrusted at the top. His hands were full of magic rings, each of which was worth a fortune.

"There's another one more potential young person? I've met Curt and I've always thought he was extraordinary. Hehe, it seems that my eyesight has not deteriorated to the point where it is useless......"

Eoham spat out the words slowly, as if he would fall asleep at any moment. He took a breath, then turned his face sideways, looked at the Faceless Man who was half-kneeling on the ground, and said:

"Take care of the child and keep an eye on him. Maybe one day, he will become your faceless brother too. Now you can go, Randall. ”

"Do as you command. ”

Randall the Faceless bowed down in a bent position, then raised his hand to cast a spell. When he teleported away, Eoham held his head high. Master Xi opened his cloudy old eyes and muttered to himself:

"Haha, I see, a mage who hates mages. But...... He's a mage after all. ”

In the afternoon of the next day, Curt walked into the city of Qianfa as usual to buy necessary daily necessities. As he passed by a tavern with a greenberry sign, he walked inside.

There were only sporadic guests and hostesses in the tavern, and the proprietor, Krone, sighed and stood at the back of the bar wiping dishes. His left eye was swollen and bloodstained from the corner of his beaten mouth. From the looks of it, Krone looks like he's just had a fight with an orangutan.

"You hooked up with the hostess and got beaten by your wife?"

Curt teased the other easily, but Krone was clearly in no mood to mess with him. As soon as Curt appeared, Krone threw away his plate and rag and ran over. He dragged Curt aside and whispered:

"You've done me a bad blow, little ghost. I don't know what you've done, but someone from the Thieves' Guild came to me and asked me to arrange for him to meet with you. ”

"What about the other person?"

Curt smiled nonchalantly, not at all surprised. After seeing Krone's covert thumb pointing to the interior of the tavern, Curt patted Crown on the shoulder and said as he took a step:

"Rest well, Krona. You'll get medical compensation, I promise. ”

"Don't do anything stupid, little ghost. ”

Although Krone was not kind enough to ask Curt to leave, regardless of his own safety. But out of the basic conscience of being a human being, he still admonished. Curt responded by waving his hand, then pushed open the wooden door and entered the hallway that led to the interior of the tavern.

In the corridor that is more than ten meters long, there are simple rooms lined up on both sides. From the curtain that served as a partition, there was a constant wheezing sound of two ** matches. The pungent smoke floated in the air, it was the smell of low-quality drugs, belladonna powder. It is well known that the main source of income of the krona is ** and drug trafficking.

When Curt reached the end of the hallway, he pressed his hand against the wall and opened a secret door. With a heavy 'creaking' sound, the narrow staircase that sloped down was exposed. Curt stepped onto the metallic staircase and pulled the acid staff out of the magic armband. At the same time, his eyes lit up with a silver light, turning into a psychic power that could hide his thoughts.

Since Mind Detection is only a level 2 spell, many magic items can have the same effect. As a psyker, Curt likes to know what other people think, but he doesn't want to be in the opposite situation.

As Curt stepped down the last staircase, he smelled a vague scent. This made Curt stunned for a moment, and then walked forward with a frown. He pushed open the basement door and saw the people waiting inside.

It was a mature, flamboyant, scantily clad woman. She was sitting in the cramped room, looking at Curt with her hands on her jaw and smiling. Curt saw the deep cleavage at first glance, and then down the slender waist and fair legs. The hormone levels in the air suddenly increased, but fortunately, Curt did not forget to pay attention to the point - a short sword hanging from the opponent's waist.

"Hello, my name is Kelly. I work for the Black Hand and am in charge of finding new partners. ”

Kelly easily reported her identity, and at the same time deliberately leaned forward, causing the low-cut top to slide down, making the plump breasts come out. Curt set his eyes on the soft twin peaks, and his heart was reflecting on the other man's words.

The Black Hand is the most powerful thief in the Thousand Laws City, in charge of the underground activities of most of the city. Compared to the black hand, the thief Camilla is just a pawn.

It's time to catch a big fish!

Curt quickly turned his brain and decided to change his original plan. He smiled in a friendly smile and sat down across from Kelly.