Reject me, hateful woman

So what if he can't fly? As a seventh-ring arcanist, it's impossible for him to lack the means to travel.

After randomly applying a few arcane spells to accelerate and lighten his body, Roshar ran on the ground faster than an ordinary carriage. When he saw that there were still a few blocks to reach the target location, the arcane spell The teacher suddenly stopped in his steps.

Suddenly, an exaggeratedly crowded parade of floats appeared from the corner ahead, blocking the street completely, leaving no room for the arcanist to pass.

"Hey, those in front don't block the road!"

Seeing Roshar standing in front of the parade, a carefree middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and pulled him aside.

"Who are you and why are you marching at this time?"

The arcanist was simply dumbfounded.

He had just deployed his detection magic and found a procession coming out of nowhere within five blocks of the surrounding area.

"Huh? Can't you see? We are the celebration team of the Chamber of Commerce. We will just parade if the boss asks us to do so."

The man spread his hands in confusion and looked at the arcanist like an idiot.

The arcanist was suddenly speechless.

At the same time, on the top floor of the luxurious Chamber of Commerce building, Hiltelia was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with her hands folded across her chest, gazing at the Rose City beneath her feet.

"Your Highness, you seem to be too kind to that boy. Organizing such a hasty parade has cost us a lot of resources."

Behind her, Sir Drake, who had been busy for a long time and looked slightly embarrassed, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with some pain.

Five silver coins for an extra act, that's what this ridiculous and rich Highness could think of.

"Haha, it's just my stupid willfulness, Mr. Drake,"

Hiltelia threw her head back and laughed,

"I always feel that this matter is related to Lynn Norton. There is nothing wrong with helping the prince at this time and selling him a favor."

"Is it appropriate to offend a court arcanist?"

Derek was worried.

"how come,"

Hiltelia waved her hand indifferently,

"Most of those parade teams were brought in temporarily. Once they dispersed, who could find us? What's more, he was a palace arcanist. Do you think he would wait until the parade was over? ? I guess as soon as he uses arcane magic, those rabble will disperse, so we don’t have to be afraid."

.........

"Go away, I'm in a hurry, get out of my way!"

On the long street, a ball of flames burned from the palm of Roshar's hand. It took too long to take a long detour, and it was even more impossible to wait for the parade to end. In desperation, he could only try to drink these ordinary people with arcane power. people.

"Oh, Arcanist?!"

I don't know who shouted, and the original parade suddenly burst into exclamations one after another. Obviously, in the eyes of ordinary people, the consequences of offending an arcanist are not that serious.

Roshar was looking at the results in front of him with satisfaction, waiting for the crowd to clear a way for him. Suddenly, a shout came from somewhere in the crowd:

"Aren't arcanists great? If we don't march, who will give us five silver coins each?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd of demonstrators who had been cowering suddenly gathered together again, as if they suddenly gained strength. Not only did they have no intention of retreating, but some people stepped forward and accused Roshar.

"I blanch it, five silver coins, I worked hard for a month to screw it, only ten!"

"That's right, don't listen to his nonsense. When he has something to do, are we just going to panic?"

"If you can, use arcane magic to burn us. So many people are watching!"

"Are you pretending to be your own horse?"

"I...you..."

Facing the suddenly angry people, Roshar was actually frightened by the momentum of this group of people and subconsciously took half a step back.

But then, full of anger suddenly surged into his heart:

"Troublemakers, a bunch of tricksters!"

He was angry at the ignorance and stupidity of these idiots, and even more angry at himself for taking half a step back.

If other arcanists encountered this kind of situation, they might be able to burn a few unruly people on fire to open a way out, but Roshar couldn't do that, he was a palace arcanist!

The palace arcanist is equivalent to the facade that the royal family has promoted for a long time. The facade is used to burn the people in their own homes?

If Roshar really dares to do this, the propaganda agencies of other forces will laugh out of their dreams.

Putting aside the fact that this is Rose City, Her Royal Highness the Princess is also accompanied by a bodyguard. The alarm is probably a false alarm. Even if he really saved the city, in order to maintain the dignity of the royal family, the Fire Rose royal family will inevitably have to sever justice with him. Maybe He must also be held accountable in reverse.

Therefore, in the face of these people who refused to give way, Roshar suddenly felt that there was really nothing he could do!

Those who are paid dead wages are not guilty of risking their lives.

However, the reaction of these people is still somewhat puzzling.

It stands to reason that if civilians see an arcanist threatening them, they will be bold if they are not scared to death. Even if they have money to take it, they should not be so demanding for money at the risk of their lives.

"Damn it, why do all the bad things happen to me!"

Roshar couldn't help but cursed angrily.

However, this was not the worst. Suddenly, the communication ring lit up again, and it turned out to be Her Royal Highness's number one licker, her colleague, the palace arcanist Alicia.

"damn it!"

Roshar had no choice but to curse angrily and choose a detour.

At the same time, on a roof, several nuns wearing face shields and black tight-fitting combat uniforms were methodically performing holy spells.

The two teams have a clear division of labor. One team releases the holy art [Concealment], while the other team releases the holy art [Inspire] to the people.

"what,"

A nun shook her head in displeasure.

"We are elites, and we are sent out urgently just to do this kind of thing?"

"Are you satisfied? It is said that this is for brother Lin En. It is said that Lady Celidia was originally planning to go out personally."

Another nun consoled her.

"what did you just say?"

"Original Celidia..."

"last sentence."

"It is said that this is for brother Lin En..."

"Oooh, don't be afraid, brother, my sister will protect you, let this idiot arcanist have his answer!"

"That's enough, stop joking, this is a mission, be serious!"

The priest-level nun standing at the front of the team frowned.

"Did you notice any uncomfortable smell just now?"

The other nuns looked at each other.

"Captain, you are too serious."

"That's right, there's nothing uncomfortable about it."

After listening to the words of his companions, the captain shook his head helplessly.

Maybe I was really too nervous and hallucinating.

I actually thought I sensed the breath of the blasphemer just now.

In the corner of a dark alley, several figures were moving through the shadows.

"Are you crazy? You just used [Suppression] on the palace arcanist. Aren't you afraid that he will find us?"

One person accused angrily.

"Jie, Jie, Jie, these guys are in the same group as the church's hawks and dogs. I saw the church's dogs upstairs helping them look out. I just regret that I won't [die] immediately."

"That's right, go back and recover, Jie Jie Jie!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

.......

In this way, a parade ruined Roshar's dream of rescuing him. When he regained his strength and prepared to take a detour to the mansion, inside the mansion, Hedwig, who had been exposed by Lin En, had already fallen into a trap. In despair:

"You said... no one will come. Why, how is that possible?"

"Then how do you explain why no one has come yet, even after the ban was triggered for so long?"

Linn said slowly.

"~"

Hedwig let out a desperate moan, and then she stared at Linn, her beautiful eyes gradually widening, as if she thought of a certain possibility:

"So, you already knew that, right?"

"Correct."

Lynn nodded.

"You just did this to me... on purpose?"

Hedwig's voice trembled:

"Why didn't you remind me?"

"Yeah, why?"

Lin En tilted his head. Suddenly, he looked at Her Royal Highness the Princess who was on the verge of collapse, showed a wicked smile, and delivered the last heavy attack:

"Probably because it feels good, so I don't really think about it. Besides, it's you who doesn't agree to the settlement, isn't it?"

"Woo~"

Under this smile, Her Royal Highness, who had persisted for a long time and guarded the bottom line for a long time, noticed that she could no longer hold back and directly broke through the defense.

If she was still conscious, she would definitely use any action to express her anger, even biting Linn with her teeth.

But now, with all her sanity lost, Hedwig just obeyed her instincts and followed the deepest thoughts of her soul. She hugged Linn's shoulders, and then kissed her fiercely and angrily... Go up.

"Your Highness, don't be like this..."

Lin En tried to resist and return the kiss, but what he received in response was a more passionate and jerky kiss from Her Royal Highness, who was completely open-minded. She even kissed her own teeth, which was really too much for him to bear.

In a sense, this was a big bite to Linn.

However, it doesn't matter whether the court mages will arrive in time or not.

.........

At the same time, on the roof behind the mansion, a handsome boy finally arrived at the place closest to the mansion where he could observe the internal situation of the mansion.

"You trash, garbage, trash fish, useless pig, imbecile who peed his pants while playing with fire, hurry up, hurry up, why is His Highness's alarm more serious!"

From the communication ring, the anxious and crying voice of the palace arcanist Alija could be heard.

Roshar was unusually silent:

"I'm just glad now that I was stopped just now and didn't catch up in time to stop His Highness."

"Huh? What do you say? You are already here. What is Your Highness doing? Is she okay?"

The voice in the ring asked anxiously and doubtfully.

"Probably......."

Roshar has already sensed several other extraordinary auras, which should be scouts specially sent by other forces.

Therefore, he felt that he should modify His Highness's behavior.

But he really couldn't think of any other suitable adjectives to describe this scene where half of Rose City was mobilized and several forces took the risk to send out scouts to watch the scene.

So, he decided to tell the truth:

"Let's have an affair."

The communication ring hung up immediately.

Obviously, someone had broken through.