"So, you've earned the approval of the Elders?" Vika took Penny's arm and walked out of the mage tower, "I really can't see that you still have such good skills, and I doubt that the poor fellow who was knocked unconscious by you will lie there for days." ”

"Wouldn't that mean you would stay there for a few days?" Penny shook his head, "I'll be jealous, Vika." ”

"Jealous?" Vica chuckled, "Pan, that's funny. ”

Half of her chest was pressed against the wizard's arm, and Penny felt the softness in it, not as strong as Lannie's, who also had great breasts, but the cold and soft feeling was more heart-warming.

This couldn't help but make the little worm in his heart want to move, thinking about it one after another, and his breathing was a little short.

"What are you thinking, little villain?" she felt a strange silence, and turned her head to see Penny, whose face was flushed, and immediately showed a smile on her face, "You can't do anything that makes Hickor uncomfortable anymore." ”

Thinking of the girl lingering on the sickbed, the wizard felt a sense of guilt, and his lust was half extinguished.

"I'm going to have to take a good look at you, how much more do you have to be sorry for her. She gave the wizard a blank look: "I know, you will never be able to control yourself, I will know after that day." ”

The wizard looked strange and sighed for a long time, "I'm sorry, Vika, I'm really sorry. ”

"What is there to apologize for?" she raised an eyebrow.

"I did have some irresponsible thoughts about what happened that day, and you are a respectable person. Penny shook his head, a little afraid to look at Vika's expression.

Although he didn't want to die, Penny never seemed to take this life seriously, and the illusion of the second person did not completely disappear until he went through death and life several times, and he did not reflect on it until he left Searle.

The attitude of game life is indeed inappropriate.

Vika's expression was very playful, as if she was laughing, and as if sighing: "Little fool, who asked you to be responsible?"

"But when something is done, it's always a responsibility, isn't it?" Penny sighed, no matter what, the previous things had to be resolved, otherwise many people would inevitably be hurt.

"Alright, don't think about these things. Vika smiled and compared Bipanny's height, which was already five feet eight inches, a little taller than her: "Look, you are so tall now, you were a child back then, time flies so fast." ”

Penny was silent, the small village was beautiful, they hadn't been in the Mage's Tower for long, and now it was just afternoon, and the warm wind blew through him, and the neighing of horses beside the car could be heard in the distance.

This feeling of tranquility shook his heart, and he looked at Vika next to him, feeling that she had not changed much from two years ago.

However, the jewel-encrusted and plain but elegant gown told Penny that her true identity was that she was the noble lady of Simon, and that she was certainly no longer the lonely businesswoman who had been banished from her family and cowered in Serre.

He began to think about what kind of capital a man needs to have if he wants to marry her.

It must have a high status and great power, he thought of this, his heart moved, and he glanced down at Vika again, her cheeks still a little red.

So what does she think of me?

The question came back to Penny's mind, but he felt it wasn't a good time to ask.

"Let's go back, you still have a lawsuit to settle. Vika sighed: "With this person's permission, the rest of the matter will be easier." ”

Penny nodded and headed for the carriage.

His combination of hard and soft attitude obviously made the elder feel jealous, and he also showed a certain amount of concession, weighing the risks he might bear, believing that this association would eventually choose to accept him.

Even if you refuse to accept it, some compromises will be made.

As for revealing his identity, Penny doesn't care about it now, this place is quite far away from the power of the Red Robe Mage Society, and without Searle, the influence of the Red Robe Mage Society is very limited, and although there are suspicions, but for the sake of interests, it will definitely not be widely publicized.

Moreover, the communication with the elders made Penny vaguely understand that this wizarding guild is not united internally, and there may not be many people who can guess Penny's origin - not all wizards care about this kind of thing, and not all wizards have enough intelligence channels, after all, this is a wizarding association, not an intelligence organization.

Then there is nothing to worry about.

"Wait, two. The two of them were about to get into the car when a man in a gray robe hurriedly ran in the direction of the Mage Tower.

Penny and Vica stopped and looked at the man as he approached, his face ashen and his gaze with a hint of fear, and Penny coughed awkwardly when he saw that this man was the hapless assistant he had knocked unconscious and stuffed under the chair.

The assistant didn't seem to want to talk to the two of them either, so he handed a stack of scrolls to Penny: "My lord, here are some information about Lord Zos's relatives, which the elder asked me to give to you. ”

"Lord Zoth's family?" Penny frowned.

"My lord, I have to warn you that there is a man who has the official right to inherit Lord Zos's fortune right now, and if you fail to do his job, even if most of the members of the Guild do not have obvious ill will towards you, you may not be able to achieve victory from Lord Bucklaw. The assistant bowed hastily and left, apparently not wanting to be with Penny.

It doesn't feel good to be knocked unconscious, tied up and stuffed into a small gap.

"Zoth's true heir?" Penny frowned as he held the dossier in his hand.

Of course, this is not good news, but fortunately he knows it and can take precautions in advance, otherwise it will be unimaginable for Baclau to take advantage of it.

The two of them got into the carriage and opened the scroll to read, and after reading the details of the heir, the wizard's expression became very strange.

"What's wrong?" Vica wondered.

"I know this ......," Penny frowned.

......Who are you?" Sanna stared warily at a group of strangers who had broken into the house in the room on the second floor of the Lantana Comptoir.

Most of the people in this group are fully clothed and have sharp blades hanging from their waists, but the leader is a wizard.

While many people like to wear robes, years of adventure can make a keen ranger aware of the middle-aged man's identity.

"Don't be afraid, both. A smile appeared on Divin Bucklaw's face, he looked at the little boy who was huddled in Sanna's arms, and spread his hands: "I am Devon Bucklaw, the director of the Wizards of the Coast Association in Simon, well, it is said that you are relatives of Lord Zoth, and there are some things to discuss with you here, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to our place?"

"Invitation? It's too big, gentleman. Sanna's expression did not slacken at this explanation, but stared more alertly at Devon Bucklaw's guard.

The men's hands were pressed against the hilts of their knives, giving her the illusion that the group was more like they were here to rob.

In fact, growing up under the protection of the elder Bucklaw, Devon Bucklau really didn't know what it was to keep a low profile - no one dared to get along with his father on the Dragon Coast anyway, and his mage career was not as bumpy as that of an ordinary apprentice, and under the dedicated teaching of old Bucklaw, he almost did not encounter any threshold, so he was able to become a full-fledged mage at the age of twenty-eight - although it could not be compared to Searle, but compared to most wizards in Faeron, this was very fast.

However, such a smooth life trajectory will obviously make him develop some not-so-good surnames.

For example, impatience, roughness...... Although he knew that if he wanted the other party to cooperate, deception was a cheap and easy way to work, but the impatience in the surname made him ready to hijack.

It's just that I didn't expect this experienced female ranger to be suspicious because of this.

She stroked the frightened Orson look, but her other hand quietly touched the waist knife placed under the pillow:

"Listen, Lord Sorcerer, whatever your purpose in coming, please dispel these things that disturb me before you try to discuss them with me. She glanced at the guards around the wizard.

"Oh, I'm really sorry, but as a wizard, you know how uneasy I would be without these guards. Bucklaw smiled a little regretfully, "But I can step back with them." ”

The men retreated to the door of the room.

Although the distance was a little farther, Sanna glanced back at the distance of the window, and her mood was a little calmer, but she still did not let go of the handle under the pillow: "Now you can speak, this Mr. Bucklaw." ”

"Oh, well, Ms. Sanna, you should already know the child's father. With a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, Bucklaw glanced down at Orson, but the little boy was startled by his eyes, and quickly stuffed his head into his mother's arms. ”

Sanna's eyelids jumped, and she didn't continue talking.

"Did you know that someone is now plotting to steal Lord Zoth's legacy?"

"Oh, that's interesting news. Sanna said lightly, "What are your intentions?"

"In fact, many of the elders of the Wizarding Guild have tried to turn a blind eye to this, and I'm here to help you, Lady Sanna, I can help you reclaim your rightful ...... Huh?" Bucklau said, moving toward the bed, but Sanna's cutlass prevented him from getting any closer.

His guards also drew their weapons.

"Down, down!" Bucklau frowned and reprimanded the guards, but Sanna did not let up in the slightest, but asked quietly and rhetorically:

"Oh, but why didn't Ryla deliver this message to me, I entrusted her to ask about him. ”

"Miss Rayla, you mean the president here, oh, unfortunately, she's on the ...... of the moment."

"Hmm...... Needless to say, this gentleman, I know she's fine, she's still on her way to visit Elder Shaw yesterday, sir, you don't need to say anything more. The man's hypocritical attitude and vague threat made Sanna a little uneasy, and after weighing it for a moment, she finally decided to refuse: "Let me discuss it with Rayla a little longer, and contact you after visiting Master Shawbrandt." ”

"No, no, no, it's too late. Bucklau was in a hurry, and the court was to be held in two days, and he had to keep these two important men in his hands, and if these two men inherited Zos's inheritance with the support of Shaw Brandt, he would not be able to benefit at all.

And if you take these two people into your hands and use some means such as brainwashing, coercion, etc., to make them submit to you, not only will you have a chance to make that damn foreigner fall into passivity, but you will also have a chance to get the coveted mage tower.

So how could he get Sanna and Orson to get in touch with the upper echelons of the Wizarding Guild directly?

"Ms. Sanna, we have to start talking as soon as possible. He quietly took two steps back, while the guards took two steps forward and arched around Bucklaw.

Their swords were not yet fully sheathed, and Sanna noticed that Barclau's sleeve seemed to flutter strangely.

Some wizards do this when they take out items like wands.

Sanna reacted immediately, scooped up Orson, and rushed to the window, and was about to open the window, when Bucklaw raised her wand, and more than a dozen layers of slimy spider web-like fibers stuck to her lower body.

"Ma'am, come and talk to me. Sanna's lower body was entangled in cobwebs, and under the pull of the two forces, her pants fell off in half, revealing a round buttocks, and the reflected luster reflected in Bucklau's pupils, and she suddenly remembered the equally round ass of the female apprentice who enlightened him in the first place.

An evil fire erupted from his heart, causing him to show a hideous expression.

Cold sweat was pouring down Sanna's forehead, and the little boy in her arms was already screaming bitterly.

"Catch them!" Bucklau rolled his eyes and instructed his men, "Don't make too much noise." ”

The guards answered, and pounced on Sanna by the window.

(To be continued)