Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Chapter 39 Looking for a clear idea
  With calculated calculations but no intention, Alphonse used the Dragon Capturing Style and the Spin Dragon Style to capture Faerun in one fell swoop.

Everything is under control.

Fearon was already panicking, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Alphonse.

His eyes were full of fear.

How could Alphonse be so strong?

What kind of magic is this?
  It's nothing like the suppression of fighting spirit!
  He was able to restrain himself so easily that not only could he not move, he could not even speak!
  When he saw Alphonse defeat Kebelli before, he didn't take it seriously. He just defeated a guy who had just realized the fighting spirit, but the current situation made his heart feel cold.

Don't blame Phelan for making the wrong judgment.

Only ten days have passed since the day of the honor duel.

But Alphonse's skill has improved greatly and is far from what it was back then.

If it were a head-on confrontation, Faerun was well prepared, and it would be much more troublesome to capture him, which would inevitably alert others.

A sneak attack is quite robust.

Alphonse moved the fallen attendant into the room and closed the door.

He turned around and placed Feren, Emeranda and the attendant to sit beside the bed.

Both the master and the servant could only move their eyes, and their hearts were full of fear and panic.

At this time, Ferran realized that Emeranda was acting foolishly, as if her mind had been deceived.

I was even more shocked.

He really didn't expect Alphonse to have spiritual magic.

If he had known earlier, he should have been on guard. Alphonse was hiding so deeply. Were all his previous ugly behaviors just an act? !
  Just to make people think that he is a country bumpkin or a clown?
  Alphonse pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the two of them.

He smiled at Faylan and said, "My good friend, I really didn't expect that you would want to murder me."

Fearon wanted to quibble, but he couldn't speak at all.

Just like a wooden man at his mercy.

But he couldn't help but think about how to get out of trouble.

I just felt that ripples were rising in circles in Alphons's eyes, and he was psychedelic and confused, and his eyes couldn't help but be attracted.

I wanted to resist, but I couldn't.

After a while, my mind went blank and I lost my sense of autonomy.

The attendant next to him was even more unbearable and had long fallen into a state of confusion.

Alphonse had tried it on Tessie at the beginning, but the soul-stirring technique could not confuse him. However, after a few days of practice, his true energy had increased and it was different.

To use it in battle, it may be difficult to use the soul-stirring technique to confuse Faerun's mind.

But it was much easier to restrain him and make him unable to resist.

Alphonse reached out and poked Faylan, untying his dumb hole.

"Why are you hurting me?"

"Because you don't deserve the status of a noble. You are just a farmer. I just want to see you degrade and see you kneeling in front of me and licking my boots." Feren replied dully.

Um? The question seems to be a bit general.

Feilun has already guessed this idea.

"You set up this scam because you wanted to seize the Cold Wind Territory? Are there any other reasons?" Alphonse asked again.

"Yes, having more territory is a good thing for our family; you are a very manipulative person. As long as I can let Emeranda marry you smoothly, I can hold the Cold Wind Territory in my hands, and your title will also be It will be inherited by the blood of the Mujik family, which can also solve the problem of Emeranda's pregnancy."

Who is easy to manipulate? It's the stupid boy from my predecessor!
  Alphonse complained in his heart and suddenly remembered something.

Feren has already attacked him. Could it be that the death of the old baron was also secretly caused by the Mujik family?

"Is my father's death related to your family?" Feilun shook his head mechanically, "It has nothing to do with me, and I haven't heard my father say anything about dealing with your father."

"Is Count Mujik in the castle?"

"No, he went to the royal capital."

Alphonse rubbed his chin and thought for a moment. Count Mujik was not in the castle, so there was no need to worry about him too much.

Evil thoughts suddenly arose in my heart. If I could do the opposite and use Faerun to deal with Earl Mujik and capture Earl Mujik, there would be no need to worry about the financial difficulties of the Cold Wind Territory.

"Does Count Mujik also have fighting spirit?"

"Correct."

"What level is he?"

"Third level upper level."

Gee!
  The late cheap dad was also a third-level man, but he was only a baron.

Some people were born in Rome, and some people worked hard all their lives to become nothing more than cattle and horses. Comparing people to each other is infuriating.

With his current level of internal strength, he should not be able to control someone with the third level of fighting spirit, not to mention that Count Mujik is still at the top of the third level.

Alphonse thought for a moment. At most, he would teach Ferran a lesson this time. Forget about money. If he left with a large amount of gold coins, he would definitely be traced by Count Mujik.

If Ferron was asked to write a confession, Count Mujik might say that he had used spiritual magic on Ferron.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, he regarded him as a good friend, and even openly spoke for himself.

No matter what, if you don’t say this, your thoughts are really unclear, so let’s say it first!

Alphonse's mind was spinning, and he immediately decided how to deal with Feren and Emeranda, and spoke slowly.

"You will forget everything you are going to do to me tonight. You will only remember that I came to the dinner party tonight."

The slow words had a strange rhythm and a strange accent.

"After I leave, you will stay here for about one more dance and then you will return to the banquet hall. Faerun, you will loudly announce your relationship with Emeranda and her pregnancy in front of everyone. After that, you two will take off all your clothes as quickly as possible and perform a wild dance for the guests."

As he said that, he turned to the attendant and said, "As for you, you will wake up after returning to the banquet hall and you will no longer have any memory of me."

As a means of retaliation, just use it against Feren and Emeranda.

A servant, Alphonse didn't want to do anything to him. He only followed because of Faerun's order. There was no need to involve him too much. If he followed him, it would only arouse suspicion. .

"Do you understand everything?"

"understood."

The three of them nodded mechanically in agreement.

Alphonse smiled with satisfaction and unlocked the three people's acupuncture points.

The three of them were still like clay and wood sculptures, sitting blankly beside the bed.

Alphonse took his coat off the coat rack, put it on, left the room, closed the door behind him, and quietly returned to the banquet hall along the route he came from.

The musicians have changed to a melodious and cheerful piece of music.

The dance has begun.

In the middle of the gorgeous hall, pairs of men and women hugged each other, dancing lightly and spinning briskly to the music.

No one noticed that Alphonse slipped back again.

Alphonse ran to the corner, picked up a glass of red wine, and quietly waited for the show to unfold.

After a while, Feren pulled Emeranda into the hall.

(End of this chapter)