Shameless Warlock

Vol 2 Chapter 192: Fetid Warlock Get out of Stephen Sang!

"What? They don't want to disembark?"

The bald mage taking the lead looked a little ugly on the pier of Stephen Sang's floating airport. He was wearing a crimson robe, with a hexagram and arcane streamer badge on his chest.

In Stephen Sang, this is the symbol of the mage of the plastic energy school.

"The **** White Tower Iron Guard actually made troubles, trying to delay Master Ansuli's lifelong event!"

The bald mage made a ruthless shot and coldly ordered: "Who prevented the Queen from landing?"

"All I have been dismissed!"

"On the Queen's side, send another signal...Forget it, I will visit in person so that I can be sincere."

There was a riot in the wharf area, and soon, many staff members were taken away directly under the pledge of a group of red-robed mages.

This situation has naturally fallen into the eyes of some people.

In the towering white tower.

"Damn it! Roger, at the end of a [Eight Leaves], dare to challenge you!"

"Our people didn't do anything, just let those disgusting warlocks stay on the spaceship for a few hours, and they were directly punished!"

A sharp voice sounded, resenting the owner.

It was a brightly dressed waiter, his face still covered with thick powder, and his delicate makeup did not lose to women.

"The Eight Leaves and his like, of course, dare not challenge me."

The mage sitting on the pale stone chair still had half of his face shrouded in shadow, his voice was erratic, and the surface of his skin made a strange trembling sound: "I am surprised that they are so tough that they don't give me any face. He is determined to hug that woman's thigh..."

The brightly-dressed waiter pierced his throat and said angrily: "In terms of qualifications and merit, how can that Ansuli compare to Master Lawnes? It's just a few semi-artifacts..."

Snapped!

An invisible slap slapped the waiter's face, his whole body was slapped, and he spit on the marble floor, looking hideous and bloody.

"It seems that you like this **** very much, so you will save his life."

A crisp voice appeared in the hall.

The legendary mage Lawnes blinked his eyelashes and said with a half smile, "I'm just teaching him the respect he deserves for the legend."

"Good evening, Ms. Ansuli."

"Since Barbera, who is also one of the three great masters, disappeared, it has been a long time since you condescended to visit my White Tower."

An Suli walked out of the void, her eyes were as clear as sapphires, and she looked around randomly:

"I don't like crows, nor do I like your ghostly appearance of excessive kidney deficiency."

The waiter, who was lying on the ground and not knowing his life or death, was carried away by a few crows.

"I hate this kind of joke." The legendary mage Lawnes frowned: "I know I'm no longer a mortal anymore. Desires are nothing short of me."

"The courage to cut off the **** is naturally not a mortal." Ansuli raised her eyebrows: "But it doesn't mean you have no desire ever since."

Lawnes's tone gradually strengthened: "You are here today to mock my choice?"

"If you have seen the Stone of Destiny, you should also understand that this is the price of predicting the future."

"Furthermore, in the not-so-distant future, I will definitely advance to an excellent lich. Don't worry about this kind of thing."

An Suli smiled: "Then I came today by coincidence."

Lawnes frowned: "How do you say?"

"I don't want anyone to break the agreement drawn up by Luo Mang and I, especially your existence at this level. It would be a bit of a loss of status to interfere in this trivial matter?"

"Or, are you dissatisfied?"

Ansuli gracefully played with the lace hydrangea on her sleeves, her tone incomparably plain.

Lawnes was silent.

"It’s fine if you don’t have any opinion. To be honest, if it wasn’t for Stephen Sang’s future that needed a great lich, and Barbera was missing, I would have driven you away; so today, while you haven’t become Before the big lich, beating you seems to be a very interesting choice." Ansuli's eyes flowed on Lawnes.

Lawnes began to sweat on his forehead.

"Forget it, don't find me a similar moth. At least, as a legend, you should not interfere with the will of the Presbyterian Church."

Ansuli smiled and walked away:

"By the way, as a former friend, I advise you that the things on the Stone of Destiny are not credible and will even bring you disaster."

Lawnes was silent for a long time, until Ansuli was about to leave, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Then I also advise you, if I remember correctly, you are the one who sees the Stone of Destiny the most and deepest."

An Suli's figure stiffened for a while, and finally smiled indifferently, and then left.

In the shadows, Lawnes snapped his fingers, and the crows carried out the intact waiter.

At the moment, his face is no longer pink, and he looks a bit like a clown.

"See? This is power."

"In terms of qualifications, she is far behind me."

"But why is Stephen Sang in charge now? Because I can't beat her, it's that simple."

Lawnes said calmly: "Of course, this doesn't mean that this matter is over. It is not convenient for me to personally interfere with the will of the Presbyterian Church, but others can. Do you understand what I mean?"

"The Centennial Festival of the Protection School needs a guide, can you help?"

The waiter nodded and stepped back.

...

Throughout Stephen Sang, the undercurrent was raging.

However, Xu Nan, who was dealing with the bald mage Roger, did not realize this at all.

It took him a long time to prevaricate this kind and difficult bald-headed mage, and regretted not buying more sober medicine for these publicly funded sorcerers.

As for Stephen Sang, because of his words, how many people are laid off and how many people are ready to move, he still doesn't know anything.

It was not until the next day that he was welcomed by the bald mage Roger and took the paradise-lost delegation off the spaceship and settled in Stephen Sang’s famous Grand Coast Hotel, before he realized something.

The hospitality received by everyone in Paradise Lost is absolutely first-class, all kinds of materials are available, the room they live in is also super comfortable, and there is an automatic rain system—this is a luxury in Stephen Sang.

After all, the original positioning of Magic Carpet Streamer 009 is high-end luxury goods.

The reception banquet at noon is also of first-class, one-level specifications. According to Roger, it is Stephen Sang’s specifications for serving the best ally. Except for Xu Nan alone thinking about the tricks, the rest of the warlocks eat. It tastes good and looks heartless.

"Thanks to Mr. Roger for his hospitality, I think we should be able to discuss the details in the afternoon..."

Xu Nan wiped off the oil stains from the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and couldn't wait to work.

After all, he has been doing quite a lot on the earth these days, so he can settle Stephen Sang’s negotiations as soon as possible before he can go back to deal with various affairs!

However, Roger's attitude is a bit weird.

"No hurry, no hurry... This is the first time you have come to Stephen Sang, and the negotiations are not overnight. I will first show you the seven wonders of Stephen Sang. This afternoon, I will go to the Wisdom Hall of the Eight Leaves. To see the Aurora, I will take a hot air balloon around the city tomorrow, and then visit the working area of our plastic energy school..."

Roger eloquently mentioned a lot of items, basically just playing Stephen Sang all over, just to come to a big sword package.

The staff arranged many matters, but never mentioned the signing of the white paper and the details of the negotiations.

Xu Nan felt that there must be something strange, so he asked the delegation:

"What do you think?"

Xu Nan regretted the words.

"I think it's great!" Miss Clerk Luna cheered: "I have long heard that Stephen Sang’s hot springs are superb, and I also brought a lot of swimsuits! But I heard that Stephen Sang’s law and order is not very good recently. A lot of perverts peeping at the hot springs! Mr. Xu Nan, do you think I am wearing this swimsuit or this one or this one?"

She didn't know where to pull out three or five bright swimsuits, so she almost tried them on the spot.

"I take the liberty to ask, I heard that Stephen Sang has a single hot air balloon project, can I try it?" The fat warlock looked forward to it.

"We think that's the case for hot springs or something. We just rub the hearth stone next to the hot springs. I will never peep." Several warlocks who pretended to be addicted to the game but were clearly intent on the game said in unison.

Xu Nan had a terrible headache. He knew this group of people were unreliable a long time ago, and asked if they were cheating?

A chrysanthemum smile appeared on Roger's face.

At this moment ~www.readwn.com~ there was a scream like "Smelly Warlock Get out of Stephen Sang!" outside the hotel.

Everyone looked at Roger, and Roger snapped his fingers, and a soundproof barrier was formed in an instant. At the same time, two brawny wizards in red robes walked out silently.

"Let’s take a break first, and later, let’s start today’s project."

Roger signaled his absence for a moment.

Xu Nan's heart moved, pretending to go to the toilet and followed out.

I didn’t know the result. When I saw it, a lot of people gathered for a parade. Some slogans were dazzling, what strikes, what fights to the end, and the most eye-catching sentence was the phrase "Smelly Warlock Get Out of Stephen Sang"!

He saw Roger walking towards the group of people and began to cast a spell to force the expulsion.

It is worth mentioning that Roger is one of Stephen Sang Baye, the leader of the energy shaping school, and a member of the Lower House of the Presbyterian Church.

Although he is not yet legendary, he has been a quasi-legendary for many years, and it only takes an opportunity to break through the legend.

As soon as a big boss of this level makes a move, the spoilers naturally can only scurry around.

However, there are still a few diehards who were caught by the red-robed wizards, and they don't know how to deal with them.

Xu Nan frowned and ran back, telling Miss Clerk Luna about the matter.

"Is Mr. Xu Nan suspecting that the object of their protest is us?"

Xu Nan nodded.

Luna was surprised: "Why do you have such a strange idea?"

"I just smelled it. I still smell good. Does it have anything to do with the stench?"

"You smell good too."

"Ann, they are definitely not talking about us!"

Xu Nan rubbed her temples, her headache was terrible.

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