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Chapter 343: The Little Guy Who Pays Debts

"You're trying to stop me?" she began

"Of course, otherwise, I wouldn't have lost a lot. ”

The Psychic Warlock blinked, revealing a look of embarrassment, but he still seemed to be smiling: "What's more, you don't necessarily have to leave here, teacher, I can find someone to add a layer of protection against prophecy for you, and you can stay here with me until that guy's matter is resolved." I can give you a separate room, and you don't have to worry about this little thing in the territory, it won't affect me. ”

The smile on her lips widened slightly, but she shook her head slightly.

Edward fell silent, of course he knew what the other party was worried about...... It is said that she can control many things with her real name, not to mention that as a mage, she is also very capable. What kind of protective spells can be cracked by the caster himself?

However, it is impossible to let her go like this.

"But what if I have to go?"

"Do you think you have what it takes to keep me?"

She asked, after a slight pause, and then again.

"Ability or something...... The disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, the teacher does not have to be better than the disciple, there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry...... Well, in short, sometimes, it's actually good to listen to other people's opinions first, brainstorming. ”

"It's an interesting statement, but it's a clumsy statement. ”

She lifts her head and lets the light shine into the shadow of the hood, outlining her delicate features, and her deep eyes and slender brows perfectly combine feminine femininity. But she pursed her beautiful lips, and when she didn't say a word, she would feel a kind of pressure breeding, which made Edward's eyes squint slightly.

"I'll give it a try," he said. "I'll give it a try. ”

The voice fell, and around him, the room was a little foggy...... The scenery is as if it is immersed in water, and all the surfaces are rippled from time to time, whether it is furniture, crystal lamps or decorations engraved with magical symbols, they will be slightly distorted with these ripples. A humming low whine sounds very pleasant.

So, without seeing the slightest movement from her, a series of purple balls of light had already drawn a large band of light, rushing towards the psychic warlock, and at the same moment, a layer of subtle light flickered and burst out in the space, so around Edward's body, the subtle lightning flashed, and the two or three layers of spell protection on his robe and the constant on his body faded in the blink of an eye!

However, at the moment when the purple-red light exploded, the psychic warlock also turned into a colorful light at the same time, this light was dazzling, although it was only for a moment, it was enough to make the female mage's body stiffen!

Then the next moment, the magic missiles like water hit the wall, and they all splashed into pieces of magic water with a pop sound...... Edward, on the other hand, was already standing quietly in front of the female mage.

In the shadow of the hoods of the two seats, eyes meet.

This is a change technique for any Psionic Gate, which can save it from stepping into the dimensional gate by the Manifester for a few psionic points, and Edward also burns some of the psionic points to turn it into a dazzling flash, but the price is that the ability that could have crossed to the end of the field of vision can only work within thirty feet.

He barely looked at his hand, and his slender fingertips slashed down with an arc of lightning that sent a large field of fire into the air, and the translucent sphere enveloped the figure of the female mage from there, and then the woman standing beside him distorted and disappeared into thin air.

Unfortunately, the electric light only lingered for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.

Edward took a deep breath and turned to face her.

Although he had broken through the biggest obstacle, the growth of his mental power seemed to have entered a bottleneck again, and he had to try to pick up the previous training method again, squeeze his spirit to the extreme, and then wait for it to recover, although this method could only produce a slight increase, which was better than nothing.

Sometimes he was a little jealous of the naïve creature that was parasitic on his body, because it seemed that its power always followed in the footsteps of the psychic warlock, barely falling a little, but never exceeding ...... Therefore, Edward sometimes wondered if this thing had grown in itself, otherwise his strength would not have been without improvement for so long.

Well, though, in some ways, Edward's power was terrifyingly strong.

However, it needs to be considered that in the current state, it is somewhat difficult to keep this titular teacher...... Since he used all his psionic points to forge that punch, relying on the ability of the spirit sucking monster hatchling to fight a high-level mage seems to be a bit of a stretch.

You might as well do it.

A hedron slid down his cuff and was clenched by him, and in a flash of lightning that entwined it, a spiritual energy appeared in his heart.

This is the spirit face extorted from the hands of the spirit absorbing monsters, there are five pieces, but unfortunately although the quality of this spar is good, it is not a refined variety like the spirit crystal servant after all, and the capacity is only within the limit of fifteen or sixteen spiritual energy points, fortunately, Edward got five pieces in one go, and it can be regarded as a lack of quality and quantity.

But the next moment, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly retreated, followed by a roll on the spot!

The invisible blade passed by him like a plowshare. The stone floor of the Mage's Tower was peeled open, leaving a deep mark. The incision is as smooth as a mirror, but it is missing a piece that is at least the width of a palm!

His gaze swept over the incision, and Edward's brow squeezed out a deep Sichuan character. The blood accelerated in the veins, which had completely made him completely nervous, and the frightening avoidance of that sword made him a layer of cold sweat on his forehead - he didn't expect this teacher's will to be so resolute, the sword of Demon Duncan was ranked among the seven-ring spells, almost indestructible, if he flashed a little slower just now, even the protection on his robe would be cut in two by the blade!

"That's it?" she stared at the young man, her voice a little disdainful in her indifference, "Or do you think it's a point-to-point battle?"

A diamond-shaped light swirled in the air, but the mage spat out a character and hid it in the void.

"I don't know why, but in fact, in yesterday's battle, he didn't even play half of his combat effectiveness,"

The female mage's indifferent voice was like a tap of ice: "You don't naively think that he dares to plot against a ** master just by relying on a magic item that has generated a domain, right? If you can't even defeat me, then how can you fight him? Moreover, if you always think that I won't use real killing spells when you fight me, then if one day he orders me to attack you with his real name contract, won't you die and can't die anymore?"

Although she was still talking, the gestures in her hands didn't stop for a moment, and in an instant, she added two layers of protection to herself, completely ignoring the energy damage, and completely blocking the omnipresent psychic tentacles in the space from her body!

The psychic sorcerer began to slowly retreat, the mottled hem of the ancient robe on his body fluttered, and a layer of electric light spread from there to his whole body, and then converged around his body into fist-sized glowing electric balls, crackling orbs slowly rotated around his robe, spiraling upward, and when he took three steps, there were already more than a dozen such electric balls flying around him.

The female mage's eyes flashed with approval.

The sphere of lightning, that's probably the power of psionic energy, is indeed a very good power, compared to magic, more attention is paid to the subtle control of energy, and change, but all changes are inseparable, for the blessing of a series of defensive spells, this power is nothing.

There is nothing wrong with his understanding of strength, and his reaction speed and mental quality are good enough, and the only thing that is a little worse is probably experience...... Although he said that he had been planning for a long time, and he had made corresponding preparations when he decided to come to see him long before an hourglass scale, as long as he could retreat in the face of difficulties, at least he could save his life, and a little means was nothing.

"Mentor, explain in advance, even if you leave, it is impossible for me to run to expose this qiē to the ** masters. I will do my best to save you, even if there are many innocent lives that will be sacrificed in the process. He said suddenly.

"You ......" the mage frowned, but only one word was spat out before her voice stopped abruptly.

There was a sudden tightness in her chest and abdomen, and she had been strangled by one arm and her left arm, and a black and heavy blade was on her neck, and one side of the strange triangular blade seemed to have cut through a trace of white skin there, allowing the blood to flow slowly—but in fact it was just an illusion, just an illusion that the slight coolness brought to the threatened......

In fact, the young man standing in the distance was retreating, the light and shadow that was overflowing, and even the magic blade around her. A qiē is distorted in an illusion.

But the illusion is so real that it's impossible to resist.

"Thank you for your teachings, but I won't give a chance to a real enemy. ”

The real voice, which had been close at hand, tightened her arm from behind and tightened quietly, allowing the soft elasticity to linger between the arms, but before the female mage could notice anything unusual, he had already withdrawn and retreated. Quietly hang your head and wipe the slightest traces of blood from the corners of your eyes.

After all, this is not a life-and-death fight, and if it is not necessary, he really has no interest in using the time acceleration in the star crown...... That thing is used once less, and the sixth-level psionic energy is still beyond the ability for the current Edward, and only by using the super-limited channeling energy to activate it at the cost of damaging himself, the psychic warlock is somewhat scrupled.

If there's something wrong in your head, it's no joke.

"If you can, the next floor is at your disposal for the time being, and it's up to you to transform it however you want, but please don't say goodbye. He smiled and said, "You must not think that I will turn against Thomas because of this, I will only find a way to get you back from him." ”

The mage looked up and stared at the hippie-smiling fellow with burning eyes, but after a moment, "Well done." She just spoke lightly and left without saying a word.

Some panicked footsteps, and the sound of her heartbeat that gradually became fierce, cast a bit of ruddy color over her fair face, but fortunately, when she turned to leave, this qiē didn't seem to attract the attention of the little ghost.

Edward's mood was strangely melancholy.

Although she finally stabilized the teacher for the time being, the problems she considered were indeed headaches...... The possibility of being accused and turning against each other is definitely not small, even if the other party does not dare to make a mistake for the time being because of his identity, but leaving her by his side is a time bomb.

It's just that for the time being, there is only one way to stabilize that Thomas...... When it comes to the side of an emperor, there are always a lot of things, for example, there seem to be some very interesting things about the Prince of Strand, and for example, Edward is also going to use this guy to find out the psychic warrior lady who is good at assassination...... For this young lady, he always has a strange feeling, as if if he doesn't solve it as soon as possible, the other party will eventually become a big problem for him.

Moreover, there is more than one enemy who is a headache at present......

The many thoughts in his mind seemed to come to his mind at this moment, making him feel a little irritable. With a slight sigh, he jumped off the mage tower...... The silver brilliance flickered slightly, and a force supported him and slowly sent him to the ground......

Now that His Majesty the king has this kind of thing, it is almost inevitable that Blackhawk wants to take the opportunity to do something, and there are only a few places where he can start, if he is the duke, he may naturally choose this small city with an unstable foothold. Of course, if he had understood the situation, he might have chosen a simpler method, such as unplugging the magic circle that was built outside the city...... If that's all there is to it, then Edward doesn't mind helping him, but even if this kind of thing is released, how many people will believe it?

And then there's Elena, and now, if she suddenly shows up here, will he be able to stop her? and vice versa, or is there a need for an ending......

With his feet on the ground, Edward let out a long sigh, and I don't know when things started to get complicated, although he had a solution in his heart, but only a fool would think that he could take everyone into account, and believed that others would follow the path he had arranged.

This kind of thing, even if the gods can understand the past and the future, probably can't do it.

Shaking his head slightly, he strode towards the city...... Or is he becoming more and more familiar with the power of the psychic ability, and in recent times, the thinking seems to be a little uncontrollable, and once it is quiet, many thoughts will be reined in, and it can't be stopped at all, so it's a little messy and lively, or it's a more suitable place for him.

Or something like a hydraulic press, which is enough to attract people's attention, so until he walked into the vicinity of the city's residential area, only a few sporadic leaders greeted him tremblingly.

The lord, who was bent on relaxing, didn't care, just walked slowly down the side street.

At this time, Burgundy was actually quite large, and the houses had begun to gradually join into large blocks—according to Edward's plan, each family of four to five people could be divided into a small two-story wooden building, about four or five hundred square meters in size, although so far many people were still crammed into one room as a family unit, but these buildings were growing at a rate of seventeen to twenty per day, and it was believed that it would not be long before the needs of the whole city could be met.

The new city was obviously very easy to plan, so Edward unceremoniously adopted the most luxurious standards, with a tavern, a small square, and a few other facilities for every 1,000 people, so that a few hundred feet along the stone-paved ground could be heard.

Wait a minute?

The sun is still a long way from the middle of the sky, but why is the tavern door so lively?

In the distance, a few civilians formed a sparse circle, and several of them didn't look so ordinary—despite wearing ordinary short robes, the guys were muscular, and even though they were two streets away, Edward could tell the difference between them and the civilians.

And among them, there was a short figure

This little guy has two very good-looking eyebrows, very thick, flying diagonally into the sideburns, and with that straight nose bridge, he adds two points of heroism to his appearance. It's just that the blue eyes under the eyebrows seem to be bigger, and there are some dodges between the smart and anticipating, which looks weak, and the golden hair is soft against the forehead, if he is not wearing a well-ironed straight aristocratic man's short robe, and holding a sword in his hand, I am afraid that someone will treat him as a girl.

In fact, it is called a quiet and weak teenager, or rather, it is still a child.

If he didn't have half-elf blood, then he would be almost eleven or twelve years old, and twelve years old might have said a lot.

"What's going on here?"

"Ah, my lord. ”

"We didn't mean it, we just ...... It's just that ......"

He spoke a little awkwardly, and the two people beside him

"It was our mistake to lose the purse, but we have promised to return the money, and your people are too much, so we ...... We're just here to preserve our dignity!"

"If you promise to be useful, what's the use of asking for money? If you want to repay the debt, let's just say it, I haven't seen such a tasteless guy, isn't it a mercenary?"

If the certificate is useful, what's the use of asking for money? If you want to repay the debt, let's just say it, I haven't seen such a tasteless guy, isn't it a mercenary?" the boss sneered mercilessly, but he didn't dare to make a loud noise in front of the legendary young lord