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Warlocks are worthy of the legendary rich and handsome profession, and even the contract creatures are blonde and blue-eyed succubi, unlike a bitter necromancer like himself, who can only be accompanied by skeletons and zombies all day long.

Such a thought flashed through Matthew's mind.

It is false to say that there is no envy.

At the moment, Matthew joked to Zeller:

"With such a charming contract partner, it's no wonder you haven't married yet."

Zeller waved his hand:

"You misunderstood, my relationship with Lesna is very pure, we are just partners."

Matthew was a little unconvinced:

"Can you hold this?"

Don't wait for Zeller to speak.

Lesna had already complained to Matthew with a sad face:

"I'll tell you the truth, I often wonder if Zeller likes men, he always treats me like nothing, and my charm is like releasing it on the air most of the time."

Zeller smiled softly:

"No, there is no doubt about the charm of Lesna, but I have my own principles of doing things - partners are better just partners. Frankly, resisting her charm is not an easy task, and sometimes I am impulsive and wavering, but I see it as a practice and a challenge, and thankfully, I have always been able to exercise restraint. ”

Lesna rolled her eyes widely.

Matthew was also a small eye-opener.

He had heard that most of the warlocks' private lives were very debauched, and that they could look at any creature, but Zeller was obviously an alternative among the warlocks, who had a succubus pet but could sit still and use it to cultivate his willpower.

This made Matthew also suspect this guy's sexual orientation.

The three of them chatted for a while.

The atmosphere in the room gradually livens up.

Lesna began to work on Matthew's makeup.

According to Zeller.

This succubus lady is a well-deserved expert in the field of make-up and disguise, and most of the time, the face changed by Lesna's hand has an effect beyond illusion.

On this point, Matthew doesn't have much understanding for the time being.

He just felt Lesna's two little hands tickle his face with one kind of mat and paintbrush.

Her body was close to herself.

Out of the instinct of a succubus.

Matthew could feel the intense hormones she was inadvertently exuding all the time.

If it weren't for the foundation of "Heart Like Stopping Water", he would probably have made a little ugly at this moment.

Lesna was focused on her work, but her expression was unpleasant throughout.

About an hour later.

The boring time has finally come to an end.

Lesna irritably threw away the powder pad in her hand, and said in an unkind tone:

"That's it!"

"Sharing a room with you two men is like going to jail - I thought you were terrible enough to Zeller, but I didn't expect your friends to be with you all the way, we've been posting it for so long, and you didn't react at all!"

"Tell me, you must be a heavenly eunuch too, right?"

Her tone was impulsive.

But his expression was full of frustration, and his eyes were full of self-doubt.

"I'm a normal man, but I'm good at "moderation."

Matthew explained lightly, not bothering with a succubus.

Then he looked in the mirror, and his eyes lit up—

The man in the mirror was exactly the same as the Archmage Ronan in his memory!

"It's a great workmanship."

Matthew couldn't help but compliment.

This sentence made Lesna feel a lot better.

She gently bit her lower lip and reminded:

"You'd better stuff a few more insoles into your shoes, I remember Ronan is a few centimeters taller than you, and he's a bit bigger than you, but that's okay, there's a cloak to cover it up anyway."

Between words.

Zeller had already walked over from the next room with a replica of the archmage's robe and a spell cloak that Ronan was used to wearing on the Spring Late Festival.

"Why don't you try on clothes first? I'll ask someone to look for the insoles later. ”

Zeller took a serious look at Matthew's face, and then looked satisfied.

Matthew easily took out a height enhancement scroll from his magic bag:

"Maybe this thing will come in handy if you're tall?"

Zeller's gaze crossed the heightening scroll and lingered on Matthew's bag for a few seconds:

"Super Edition?"

Matthew was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"You're so willing."

Zeller sighed: "I wanted to change to a super version of my bag a long time ago, but because of the shyness of the bag, I never had the opportunity to replace it. ”

Lesna snorted coldly and interjected:

"If you had stopped donating to the orphanages, you would have been able to buy several bags a long time ago."

"Or, if you change your door or set up your own door earlier, you will earn far more than you have now, much more!"

Zeller shrugged:

"Lesna, don't think about it, I'm not going to leave Rolling Stone—never, that's what I promised Rhaegar."

Lesna's chest rises and falls:

"Men's friendship, huh? I really shouldn't have followed you because I was optimistic about your potential, and you even refused the position of Lord of Dragon's Lair City for the sake of Rhaegar! I think his wife was not as loyal to him as you were to him! ”

"Enough!"

Zeller's tone suddenly became stern:

"In front of guests, please pay attention to your speech."

Lesna's temper is obviously also hot, or rather, she has a strong resentment from beginning to end:

"You're murdering me? How many times have you murdered me for the sake of Rhaegard? You ......"

Syllable!

A loud slap sounded.

Lesna was slapped to the ground by Zeller!

"You seem to have a bit of an inch, succubus."

Zeller bent over, then pinched her chin hard, and his tone was more cold than ever:

"If you're really unhappy with the status quo, I can send you back to the abyss at any time, no matter which Demon Lord's territory."

"But if you still want to stay with me, you should learn to behave yourself while I give you enough face, and promise me that this is the last time."

Fears were written in Lesna's eyes.

She stammered:

"I promise, this is the last time."

"What's the last time?"

Zeller asked coldly.

"The last time, I was wrong, Zeller, I couldn't arouse the lust of this friend of yours, so I was a little dizzy, I shouldn't have talked nonsense."

Lesna replied tremblingly:

"Don't send me back into the abyss, please, they're going to break me......"

"Good, now, apologies to Matthew."

Zeller let go of his hand.

Lesna stumbled to the ground, two more bruises on her smooth chin.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Matthew, I shouldn't have been talking nonsense in front of you."

She nervously apologized.

Matthew waved his hand, signaling that it was okay.

Lesna was relieved.

With Zeller's permission.

She cautiously slipped into the mirror in front of Matthew, and then disappeared completely.

"Makes you laugh, Matthew."

Zeller reverted to his mild-mannered appearance.

"Demons are different from ordinary summons, I treat them with sincerity, but they tend to be ignorant and triumphant, and Lesna is an example, if she doesn't knock and knock occasionally, I'm afraid she'll think she's my master."

As he spoke, he smiled helplessly:

"Your summon - that Peggy, I think you're nice to her too, will she have this sign too?"

Matthew could understand Zeller's frustration.

Demons are indeed a species of inferior roots, and they can only be controlled by a combination of grace and power.

Thinking about it this way, he was not so envious that Zeller had a succubus to accompany him.

At least his sincere efforts were rewarded.

"No, there isn't."

Matthew smiled and said:

"Peggy has a lot of shortcomings, but overall she has a cute personality, except for the fact that she often asks for a raise, which is annoying, but I don't think it's her fault."

There was a hint of envy in Zeller's eyes.

"So, let's get up and change our clothes? The celebration is about to begin, and we are going to set off fireworks at the climax of the celebration. ”

Matthew nodded.

Immediately, he looked hesitant.

"What's wrong?"

Zeller asked.

"It's a bit presumptuous, and the timing isn't very right, but can I ask Lady Lesna to recharge my staff?"

Matthew was a little embarrassed and took out the cough staff.

He had been charged by "holding a staff and coughing" in the manner of Taling 177, which resulted in outrageous inefficiency - about 3 seconds of coughing counted as a full charge, but it would take at least 10,000 formal charges to fully charge the staff.

Matthew originally planned to grind slowly, but since he had bumped into a succubus, he naturally learned to be thick-skinned.

After all, Matthew didn't pay Zeller and Rolling Rock officials for helping this time, did he?

Zeller took the staff, studied it for a while, and nodded briskly:

"Psionics? It should be fine, I'll give it to Lesna in a moment. ”

So the two got up.

After changing your clothes and increasing your height.

Zeller led Matthew to the hall where the mirror ritual was set up.

……

Around noon.

Located in the heart of Rolling Stone, Seven Saints Square is crowded with people.

This is where many projects are awarded.

Although it is only the beginning of today, there are already many small events that have already competed for the championship, and the contestants have happily come to receive the awards with their families and neighbors.

There was a cheerful atmosphere everywhere.

Under the statue of the Seven Saints.

Two men dressed as traveling merchants are talking to each other.

In front of them was a large wooden box with a large bunch of marshmallows.

"Today is the best day of the prison robbery, you see, a large number of guards have been transferred to the square to maintain order, I bet there are no people in the prison at this time."

A man in his twenties with a sharp beak whispered.

"You're right, Jonas, but Dean doesn't want to come out, that's the point."

The man who answered him looked to be in his thirties, he was thin and bright-eyed, except that he always looked lazy.

"Leon, then why do you say Boss Dean doesn't want to come out?"

Jonas wondered.

"Who knows? Maybe it's the food in the prison that is better. ”

Leon grabbed a marshmallow for himself and said casually as he ate it.

"I always feel like we're like two big fools who came to Rolling Rock for no reason, and they didn't even know the specific mission!"

Jonas said dissatisfiedly:

"They just let us in disguise, and then what? Boss Dean ignored us, are we really here to sell marshmallows? ”

Leon reassured:

"It's not just the two of us who have been involved, but the rest of the Brotherhood, as well as the other two organizations - rest assured, this is definitely for the sake of big things, we just need to follow the orders to observe the situation in Rolling Stone."

Jonas looked around at the people around him with a pair of eyes full of laughter:

"But I always feel like we've been discovered! How can they laugh so happily? Didn't they recognize us a long time ago? ”

Leon said helplessly:

"You're so nervous, Jonas, why don't you sit next to you?"

Jonas shook his head and said:

"No, it's going to make me more uncomfortable, damn, how can this country make me so nervous? You know, I didn't even take a breather when I set fire to the dock in Bainiu Harbor! ”

Leon licked the marshmallow:

"Why don't you have one too? Or, you go to a contest and just have fun. ”

"That's a good idea!"

Jonas's eyes lit up:

"I just saw that the prize for one project is a big jar of honey, my mom likes honey, why don't I try it?"

Leon put down the marshmallow in his hand:

"Wait, are you serious?"

"Or else? Participating in hillbilly activities can be regarded as a kind of observation, right? ”

Jonas confidently pushed away the box in front of him, and then couldn't wait to walk towards the corner of the square.

Leon had to push the cart to follow.

……

"Hey guys, it's time for the annual Martin Run.

Wipe your soles!

Keep your eyes peeled!

Don't fall with your balance – every year someone runs into the septic tank or the gutter, that's not what we did for the Martin Run!

Remember, routes matter!

I'll repeat the route one last time: start from the starting point, go around the Seven Saints Square, run towards the east city wall, remember to pick up the beacon when you get to the vicinity of the tower, then turn back and cross the Craftsman's Zone, and after getting the two beacons along the way, sprint towards the Seven Saints Statue with all your might, where we will celebrate you!

Now, everyone prepare! ”

Accompanied by the hoarse shouts of the fat host, the surrounding crowd erupted in bursts of cheers and commotions.

The Martin Run is the most popular event of the year, and even other cities have runners who come to take part in it.

Jonas was mixed in the crowd, and his mood was not as nervous as before.

He glanced behind him.

Behind the crowded contestants, three men in huge fluffy uniforms are dancing their teeth and claws - they will play the role of monsters chasing "Martin" in the event.

The contestants play the role of Super Martin, the protagonist of the mythical story that has been circulating in the Rolling Stones area, "the fastest and omnipotent".

Jonas had just listened to the fat host tell the story of Super Martin.

I have to admit it.

It's a fascinating story.

"Hey, Outlander."

A provocation came from his side.

Jonas frowned and looked over.

It was a big man who spoke with a fierce spirit:

"Remember to get away when I accelerate in a while, otherwise don't cry when I squeeze into the."

Jonaston was annoyed.

When he was killing people and setting fire to Bainiu Harbor, these hillbillies were still playing at home!

How dare you take the initiative to threaten yourself?

He was trying to give the big guy a little bit of color.

But at this time.

The fat host in front suddenly shouted:

"Martins—Run!"

The crowd exploded.

The three "monsters" at the back let out a whimpering and strange scream.

More than forty people rushed forward.

Time.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Jonas was at first wrapped up in the crowd.

Can be fast.

He found an opportunity to break through.

The arsonist is a good runner, not to mention that Jonas is also the best among the arsonists.

But when he saw a few of his rabbits falling, he copied to the first echelon from the side!

"Stop that outlander! He just pushed me! ”

The roar of the big man was heard from behind.

Jonas sneered.

I didn't expect these locals to be so unqualified, and they even had to form a gang in a running race?

Sure enough.

Suddenly, two men from the first group in front of him squeezed towards him.

Jonas was squeezed out of the fire.

At that moment, he shouted angrily, and his speed suddenly increased by a large margin.

Sou!

He overtook them like a phantom.

"Wow!"

Exclamations from the spectators could be heard on both sides of the road.

Jonas was smug.

"Just let these hillbillies see what real speed is!"

He quickened his pace.

Moving at an incredible pace.

In the blink of an eye.

He surpassed the first group that stood on the front runner's edge.

"That's amazing!"

"Come on!"

"He's so fast!"

In the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd.

Jonas is completely immersed in the world of running.

He struggled to breathe and control his pace – the arsonist's forte was sprinting, but he didn't want to lose to anyone else, so he maintained a decent pace even after taking the lead.

The scene in front of me gradually blurred.

Only the cheers on both sides were endless.

Unconsciously.

Jonas already had three tokens in his hands.

And ahead.

Under the statue of the Seven Saints in front of you is the finish line that has just been drawn.

That moment.

The mountains roared and the tsunami cheered in.

Almost everyone was cheering on Jonas's great performance.

He himself was greatly encouraged.

I sprinted all the way to the finish line!

"Let's meet the winner of this Martin Run, Mr. Jonas who doesn't know the one who has only one name registered!"

The fat host roared loudly.

The crowd applauded in unison.

A few young men next to him ran over enthusiastically.

Someone put a wreath on Jonas as a symbol of the championship.

The others joined forces to lift him up, threw him hard into the air, fell, and then threw him into the air again!

"Jonas! Jonas! ”

"Amazing Jonas!"

Everyone was celebrating enthusiastically.

Jonas himself was completely fluttering.

He enjoyed the crowd.

It's a mess.

He was swept to the makeshift podium.

"Hey, awesome Jonas!"

The fat host said loudly:

"You're a deserving champion, and you've advanced your previous record by a full minute, how did you do that?"

Jonas was about to answer.

The host suddenly shoved a large jar of honey into his hand.

"This is the reward of the champion!"

Followed by.

Behind him came several heavily armed guards.

"Ahh

Before Jonas could react.

He had been subdued by Kong Wu's powerful teammates.

"I'm sorry, but you're running so fast, and we have reason to suspect that you are also a member of the Brotherhood of Frost."

The bearded man at the head explained slightly apologetically:

"Come with us, if it turns out to be our mistake, I'll personally pay you another jar of honey, well, a big jar."

That moment.

Jonas only felt a buzzing in his ears.

His gaze frantically searched the crowd for traces of his companion Leon.

But he couldn't find Leon.

All he saw was a look of astonishment.

People didn't seem to have reacted to why the garrison wanted to arrest the young man who was running fast.

And right in this moment.

Everyone was suddenly surprised to find that it was dark overhead!

Bang!

Meanwhile.

A clear firework explosion exploded in the artificially formed night.

Colorful patterns are scattered at any time.

The crowd cheered and applauded the sudden magic fireworks.

"Ronan! Ronan! ”

Someone was shouting the name of the caster.

When the word is heard.

Jonas's confused mind suddenly became extremely clear.

That moment.

His afterglow suddenly swept to the corner of the crowd and saw the back of a person who was moving away from the crowd step by step.

That back.

It was the man he had seen in the portrait!

Legendary Mage.

Ronan!

"No...... That's impossible! I, I have to tell everyone the news! Ronan wasn't lost in the astral plane at all, he was still in town! ”

Jonas subconsciously struggled.

As a result, it was completely erected by the garrison.

Then he was ruthlessly taken to prison.

The town of Rolling Stone, which was originally a joyous place.

Because of this brilliant spell fireworks, the undercurrent is surging again.

……

"Hint: You've done a big bluffing show, and you've mastered two elements of the 'fraud' realm: bluffing and tricking."

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