Lord Roar

Chapter 17 Magician Challenge

After Allen traveled to the continent of St. Cassis, he never left the outpost county, and spent most of his time in the castle thinking about life.

Most of the outside world is based on the memory of the original owner and the books in the castle.

In his eyes, the cavalry who had suffered heavy casualties not far away and were surrounded by flames were too amateurish.

Not only were they amateurs, but even the sneak attackers hiding in the dark were also amateurs.

The look of disdain on his face showed that Allen looked down on these unlucky ghosts who were surrounded by flames and were about to suffocate.

Yorkshire noticed Alan's expression, and asked respectfully: "Master Alan, how do you know that the Grand Duke has privately sent an elite guard team to protect you?"

"Ah?" Allen said inexplicably: "I see that the books and novels in the castle are all written like this, what's wrong?"

"No, nothing!" Yorkshire was speechless.

Is the protagonist in the novel the same as you?The protagonist of the family is not a stunningly talented person, but he just needs time to grow up and is only fledgling for the time being, so he is protected by others.

and you?Why do people protect you?To protect you so that you can live longer, so that you can spend a lot of time back in the royal city and toss the Grand Duke in different ways?
"Who is that guy in black in the General Administration Hall?" The old butler walked over silently, frowning slightly.

"Oh, it seems to be Hailes, a water magician." Yorkshire asked, "Do you know him?"

The old butler didn't answer him, but said to Allen: "End this farce as soon as possible, and the troubles are more than just in front of you."

Allen nodded. He noticed that Hales in the main hall was holding his wand high, and he didn't know what to say.

Being very sensitive to magic elements, he felt that the water elements in the space were extremely unstable, and began to gather far away.

Allen looked at Hales with a complicated expression.

After chanting the spell, Hales pointed his staff directly at the wall of flames, and the water elements gathered in the space turned into huge waves tens of meters high, extinguishing the raging flames.

However, there were only a few knights who survived by luck, and the others were already like mummified corpses, holding their own throats with both hands, with hideous faces, obviously in pain before dying.

Even the few knights who escaped and ascended to heaven had dull eyes, difficulty breathing, and coughed heart-piercingly.

"Fire magic is so overbearing!" Alan murmured to himself.

The old housekeeper smiled strangely and said, "Fire is domineering? My second young master, you haven't seen blood magic and undead magic yet."

"It's stronger than the fire element?"

Old Lacey nodded heavily.

"What's the use of being powerful, I don't know how to do it." Allen curled his lips.

"You want to learn?" Old Lacey looked at Allen with a half-smile.

"It's not a question of whether you want to learn or not. The problem is that no one teaches it. Besides, I can't summon spells."

"Let's not talk about this question first, if I teach you, will you learn?"

Allen pretended to be excited and asked: "Really? Didn't Dina say that you are only a half-baked water magician? You know undead magic and blood magic?"

Seeing Alan's excited appearance, the old butler looked like a master, and said calmly: "What does Nana know, if I don't, how can I teach you by speaking wild words."

"Great, haha." Allen patted Yorkshire's thigh hard.

Yorkshire glared at me, please be happy if you are happy, what are you doing slapping my thigh.

"Okay!" The old housekeeper was also very happy. Alan was the most talented apprentice he had ever seen. Spells can be summoned by singing.

Old Lacey, whose mantle was finally inherited, smiled. The more he looked at Allen, the more satisfied he was like a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law. He said kindly: "Then when I go back at night, I will give you the basic spell."

Allen asked in a daze, "Ah? Why."

Old Lacey was dumbfounded, and murmured, "Don't you want to learn?"

"No, who said I have to learn."

"Then you ask me if I will do anything?"

"Oh, I just want to know your old background." Allen patted the old butler's shoulder sympathetically and continued: "You know it. I've worked hard to learn what to do. You can do it if you have something to do in the future."

Old Lacey rolled his eyes, he felt that young people nowadays are getting more and more cunning.

"I didn't hear anything." Yorkshire saw the old Lacey with a bad face, and hurriedly explained: "What are you talking about, I don't understand."

Yorkshire is not stupid, even if he has no experience, he also knows that this bad old man is not ordinary, not to mention that blood magic and necromancy are despised by orthodox magicians, and the Holy See will kill one by one, and will not be soft .

Allen shrugged indifferently, passed by the corpses of the knights everywhere, and walked straight to the door of the main government hall. He glanced at Hales who had just shot with an inexplicable expression, and shouted at the people who were eating melons: "What are you still looking at? Lord, am I looking for trouble? Go and clean it up."

The crowd erupted in cheers, like sharks smelling blood, rushing towards the corpses all over the place with their eyes shining with golden light.

Happiness is written on everyone's face, such as picking up rings, picking up clothes, picking out money bags, and leading horses.

They felt that today they would not be in vain to put down their work at hand to watch the fun, and the harvest in this moment was more than half a month's hard work.

Seeing old Lacey, Thackeray hurried over to say hello, with an air of filial obedience to his nephew.

The old housekeeper glanced at him angrily, looked at the ripples and light patterns covered by the house of the General Administration Hall, and laughed strangely twice.

"Hey, you are Hailes, right? Are you very loyal, afraid of disturbing your master's lunch break?" Old Lacey said sarcastically, "I don't know how your master will feel when he sees this scene after he wakes up."

It was only then that Hales remembered that Hurente was still sleeping in the office, because he had applied the water magic of sound insulation, so he probably didn't know what happened outside until now.

Thackeray laughed out loud when he saw Hales completely dumbfounded.

Hailes ignored him, pointed at Allen and roared: "You dare to attack the guard of the regiment commander, don't think that Lord Hurent will care about the Duke of Locke."

Allen rolled his eyes, and said to Yorkshire next to him: "You have to testify, those idiots just now didn't report their family background, and it wasn't me who did it, he hit the stick by himself."

Yorkshire nodded heavily, and he almost believed it when he heard what Allen said.

The old butler walked up to Hailes tremblingly, and said in a low voice: "Hales, a water-type mage, nearly a hundred innocent villagers in Maple Leaf Village on the border of the Grand Duchy of Lothar, all died because they ran into you unintentionally, right? "

Hales snorted coldly, took two steps back, and several sentries stood in front of him.

"I'm also a water magician, my name is Lacey Adolf." Old Lacey continued, "I'm sending you a challenge among magicians, how about it?"

"The magic genius recognized by Lotter 30 years ago?" Hailes opened his eyes wide and stared at Old Lacey.

Old Lacey shook her head with a smile.

"Where's your magic power? Why do I feel that the magic power fluctuations in your body are so rare?" Hailes asked suspiciously: "Could it be that the rumors are true, because if you practice other main magic, you will regress from a mage to a magician?" Intermediate magician?"

Thackeray hurriedly stopped in front of his uncle, and stopped him.

Hailes looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, with a smug look on his face: "The genius of the Principality of Lothar? I think you are an idiot. If you haven't stepped down, you may already be a famous great magister in the mainland, right?"

Old Lacey's complexion remained unchanged, and the ancient well was calm.

Hailes looked at the old housekeeper with pity, then shifted his gaze to Allen, and said sarcastically: "Idiot magician, idiot nobleman, hahaha, you are a perfect match."

"Accept?" Old Lacey asked again.

Hales was a little uneasy, but out of curiosity, he still asked, "Based on you now? What if you lose? So what if you win."

"If you lose, will you let me live? Of course, if you win, you know my identity, and I can revoke the Duchy of Lothel's wanted arrest for you."

"Okay, I accept." Hales said with a cruel look on his face: "I will personally kill a magician who may become a great magister, of course I accept, hahahahaha."

Thackeray just wanted to stop him, but Alan grabbed his shoulders.

"Go away!" Thackeray roared angrily, full of fighting spirit.

Allen raised his hands high in a gesture of surrender.

"Hmph!" Thackeray just wanted to provoke Alan, but Dina walked over with a smirk, and grabbed Thackeray's neck with her extremely thick arm.

Thackeray felt that his neck was stuck in iron tongs, and he couldn't release his vindictiveness at all. He kicked his feet randomly, but when he touched Dina, all his vindictiveness disappeared, and his body seemed to be bound by an invisible shackle. It's like a trap, and you can't move at all.

Several dog legs were shocked, and just about to rush over, Allen said with a smile: "I don't have a long memory, right? How did those idiots just forget? My little brother is hiding around now. Don't worry, Di Na will not hurt your master."

Old Lacey said softly to the dogs: "Stand back!"

Only then did the knights remember the identity of the old man, and looked at Thackeray, who looked like a little chicken in Dina's hands, with a look of helplessness.

Thackeray glared at them and knew that you bastards who only know how to flatter are unreliable.

(End of this chapter)