Shaman from Afar

"Peter Fasha ... I remember you seemed to be an apprentice of Birdler, right?"

Watching Peter standing in front of himself with his hands shrunk in fear, and with a baby face, Verlo Bellini, who was desperately remembering his forehead, finally thought of his identity and frowned: "You Do n’t go to my mentor and go to my laboratory to do it? ”

"Thank you for remembering me, but I have completed my studies under the tutelage of the Bodleaire tutor and am a real wizard rather than an apprentice affiliated with the tutor."

With a nervous expression, Peter Fasha smiled timidly, and the afterglow of his double pupils constantly looked at the "laboratory"-the silver-plated octagonal chandelier was suspended from the ceiling, and his feet were so soft that there was no sound when stepped on. The velvet rugs and the nanmu bookcases on both sides also exude a faint fragrance, and each book is brand new like waxed.

Of course, there is a desk made of black walnut wood, a candle holder in sterling silver and a briar pipe next to a tobacco box, a fireplace made of granite with two oil paintings, a transparent glass wine set, and a bottle of Ebden specialty Pink wine.

In general, this room is more like an extravagant study than a wizard ’s laboratory—Peter Fasha once had the pleasure of going to Master Freswalk ’s laboratory, and Verlo · Bellini's comparison is almost like a shack for beggars in the south of the city.

"One day is your mentor, and you will be your mentor for life. This is the rule of the Nine-Man Star Wizard's Tower." Every time this is said, Verlo Bellini's face will be a little proud- —Whether it is Birdler or another wizard, as long as there is a talented apprentice of Aalto, they dare not show a little contempt in front of themselves.

"So ... Peter Fassa, an apprentice of Birdler, what are you doing here?"

"Uh, that's it!" Peter nodded quickly: "Just half a day ago, Ein Rand begged me to ask you something ..."

"Ain Rand ?!"

Hearing the name Weirlo almost jumped up from the chair. Van Sternau, from review and evaluation to the crutch gang, was even forced to apologize to this **** redneck by his apprentice ... Every time he remembered it clearly.

Even in the nine-pointed star wizard tower, even the **** bastard, he has never humiliated himself again and again like this red man named Ain Rand. Just thinking of that face makes him grind his teeth and hate him. Tear him to pieces by hand!

Even if he knew in his heart that he could not do this.

It was only a few minutes ago that he received news from several apprentices under his command that this Loutel villager suddenly disappeared and was not in his laboratory at all. This made Verlo Bellini ecstatic.

He really has something to do with the crutches in the ditch lane, otherwise why would he leave in a hurry-he absolutely can't think of what kind of gift Aalto prepared for him in the ditch lane!

But listening to Peter Fasha's tone ... this guy didn't seem to go to the ditch lane, and he had planned to ask himself a few questions?

"You know where he went?"

Looking at Verlo's excited look, Peter nodded slightly, "afraid": "We have an appointment to meet in the tavern outside the college in the evening. Before that, he will go to Freswalk Manor, which is said to be Some things to find a master. "

Freswick Manor, where does he go? Verlo was stunned first, then suddenly thought of a possibility.

Damn, this little thing really saw through Aalto's plan. He didn't plan to go to the gutter lane to die or stay in the wizard tower to wait for death, but wanted to surrender to Master Freswalk!

One of the twelve veterans of the Nine-Man Star Wizard ’s Tower guaranteed him, even if the Bellini family ’s influence in the Freedom Council is difficult to convict him, not to mention Master Freswalk is also a member of the Freedom Council .

He must never be allowed to reach Freswick Manor, he must be stopped before that!

"When did he leave?"

"Just, it was just a quarter of an hour before I saw him leave." The sudden burst of Verlo Bellini startled Peter, and even barely revealed: "He was riding a horse, and he was about to reach the city gate. . "

Although I guessed that Verlo would definitely respond, I didn't expect that it would be so strong that a lot of the rhetoric I had prepared was all invalid.

How much does he hate that dark-haired wizard?

"Come with me, let's go to stop him now!" Suddenly got up from the chair, seeing Peter Fasha's surprised face, Velo immediately understood that he was wrong, and quickly added two sentences. :

"I, I mean ... no matter what is the problem with Ain Rand, since he intends to ask me, he should not bother to master Freswalker-not to mention the master ’s usual research is so busy, as Jiu Mang It ’s my honor for a member of the Star Wizard Tower to be able to share his worries! "

"You are really a kind and good man, Your Excellency Verlo Bellini."

With a smile, Peter Fasal, who complimented Verloe, bowed his head, his eyes flashing a killing intent.

………………"boom--!!!!"

Along with a roar, blocking the front of the mercenary regiment, an old wooden house, the highest in the whole ditch lane, collapsed in the fire and became a pile of burning rubble.

The purpose of the mercenary leader is obvious-as long as there is no such commanding height and shelter, the dark-haired wizard will double the difficulty of hiding, and the rest of him will just drive him out of the alleys one by one.

"This **** mouse has no place to hide, everyone is ready! The crossbowmen block the periphery, and the rest continue to advance!" The mercenary leader waved his long sword and ordered, not forgetting to bring a helmet to guard against dark arrows :

"In less than a quarter of an hour, kill the culprit of the crutches in the ditch lane! Again, life and death no matter-cut off his head, you group of miscellaneous people will never worry about eating and drinking in this life, have you heard ?!"

He was answered with a uniform shout and a pair of fiery eyes.

"If you understand, you can attack!" The mercenary leader roared: "Slay me the **** black-haired wizard!"

As the voice fell, a queue of dozens of crossbowmen separated from the center, climbed to the roofs on both sides of the gutter lane, monitored the dead corners that were not visible to the people from below, and controlled the remaining commanding heights.

The mercenaries holding broad shield swords and the wandering knights wielding swords of knights started to advance toward the alleys on both sides-the gutter alleys that had already been cleaned had no obstacle at all.

Next, it's a matter of time to catch this **** mouse. The mercenary leader laughed terribly. Can this guy hide for a quarter of an hour, or two quarters of an hour?

"Here, I found him!"

Some of the crossbowmen hiding on the eaves shouted ecstatically: "Hurry up, don't let him run! I found him, you all have to give me testimony, I found him!"

In the excited shout of the crossbowman, the nearest mercenaries and wandering knights have rushed towards this side and completed the front and back envelopes at the fastest speed. The crossbowmen on the roof have aimed the crossbows The open space in the alley.

Oh, it was discovered so quickly? The mercenary leader who noticed the movement showed a little disdain on his face ~ www.readwn.com ~ He had originally thought that the other side could resist for a little longer.

Sure enough, the "looking goods" of these patrol guards are a group of waste snacks, which is simply unusable-hundreds of people in the entire ten teams were almost wiped out by a wizard.

But the dark-haired wizard didn't seem to intend to give up resistance, and after the alley was completely occupied, he turned and fled into the house behind him.

"Let the brethren withdraw, and then order the crossbowmen to give me that house with fire oil!" The sneer mercenary leader waved at the herald: "The battle is over, you can tell Alto Bay the good news. Lord Lini. "

"That ..." Herald's expression was a little embarrassed: "Several wandering knights rushed in for the head of the dark-haired wizard, and then there were crossbowmen and other brothers ... there were still a lot!"

I should n’t tell them about the bounty, this group of money-sucking idiots!

The anxious mercenary leader had just prepared to roar at the messenger, and a red light suddenly poured into his sight—

"boom--!!!!"