Abe the Wizard

“Because we just met an Orc Hundred, and we found a lot of sorcerer material in the trophy, and the Orc crossed the Budapest Mountains with that material. Why, I'm sure you don't have to tell me more?” Abel said coldly.

The Great Knight of Craig nodded and raised a slight shadow in his heart. Young Master Anthony paid little attention to the orientation of this operation. This reorientation, marching here, was also arranged by Young Master Anthony.

“This Anthony space bag is filled with hundreds of iron, what exactly are you trying to do?” Abel asked aloud.

Young Master Anthony, who had already been lifted by several wounded knight chiefs, had a pale face because his eyes had been punctured, and at this moment he was even more ashamed and his body began to tremble.

If the world is guilty of the greatest crime, then it is the betrayal of race, an act that is at all times rejected by all mankind, whatever nobility it may be, as a result of extermination.

“The Browns, the Browns for a thousand years, don't think this family needs to exist anymore!” Abel's voice pierced Lord Anthony's heart as cold as ice.

“No, it's not about the family. It's all about my own behavior. It's not about the family!” Young Master Anthony screamed wildly, and he instantly decided on the trade-off. His death was doomed and must not involve the family.

The family is more important than anything else in the heart of every nobleman. It is with the protection of the family that the descendants of the nobility can be protected and have the resources. Every nobleman in this world has a tremendous loyalty to his family, even wizards like Young Master Anthony.

“It's almost 500 bucks of iron. Can you get so much iron without the help of your family?” Abel looked coldly at Young Master Anthony yelling back.

Young Master Anthony now has nothing but trembling and trembling all over his body. He has thought of his fate, of the Brown family, of a nobleman who betrayed humanity, and no one is expected to sympathize with him.

“Ah!" The Great Knight of Craig had believed everything in front of him by now. He had never thought that the family he served would do such a thing. He felt that all his honour was instantly lost. His heart was completely deceitful, remorse and guilt. He soon came up with a way to prove his innocence.

He drew a knight's sword from his waist and muttered: "Humility, honor, sacrifice, bravery, mercy, spirit, honesty, justice! ”

At the end of the last word, the knight's sword slammed towards his heart.

Abel had just discovered the action of the Great Knight of Craig, with a magic stone in his hand in a space bag, throwing a magic stone as the dagger in the hands of the Great Knight of Craig stabbed him in the heart.

The position of the Magic Stone hit was precise, as it was a power node in the hand, which was small but struck the ground with a short sword in the hands of the Grand Knight of Craig.

“Craig the Great Knight, you need to wash away your shame with the blood of an Orc, and your honor should be recovered on the battlefield, not from suicide like a coward!” Abel did it at the last minute, and he believed in the innocence of the Great Knight of Craig.

And even if Anthony wanted to trade, he would only communicate through secret means, and then deal privately by himself. How could this big crime deal be known to others, of course, the less people would know, the better.

“Lord Wizard, I'm going to Miracle City to fight the Orcs until the end of my life!” The Great Knight of Craig made a knight's salute to Abel on one knee, and then stood up and jumped on the horse of war, looking at Young Master Anthony, who was not on the ground, and running back in the direction of Miracle City.

Abel knew that Miracle City was a terrible place for the Great Knight, and that if the Great Knight of Humanity could go to Miracle City, the Miracle Spirit would have arranged it properly.

“What did he do?” The Great Knight of Bodley pointed to Young Master Anthony on the ground and asked Abel.

The task of their team has not yet been accomplished and Anthony cannot be put on hold, but if Anthony is killed like this, the next investigation into the Browns will lack a strong piece of evidence.

“Bodley, it goes without saying, kill him directly, with your testimony with Markham, I can't write to the house and ask them to come out!” K3308 couldn't bear to scream at this point either.

Abel was unanswered, and he answered the words of the Great Cavalier of Bodley by acting, flying a 'flare bomb' in his hand that directly lit the defenseless Young Master Anthony.

He intentionally controlled the intensity of the 'flare', making Anthony's death a little longer.

Anthony's already dull voice screamed again, the last scream of his life.

“I'll take care of this, you guys stay out of it!” After Abel lit Anthony, he turned and said to his peers.

At this time he thought of something, the white light flashed in his hand, ‘Spiritual Drive' was excited, and he caught the space bag between the waist of another elementary wizard who was ecstasiastically phagogic.

“Indeed!” Abel's eyes flashed, and another 'firebomb’ flew out of his hand, lighting the junior wizard as well.

Ignoring the scream of the junior wizard, Abel raised his space bag and said, "It's all made of iron! ”

“Time to kill!” Everyone looked at the screaming wizard's face full of spit, and such a person could actually become a wizard.

Abel's soul chain is connected to Bartholi without the knowledge of the others present, as Bartholi is sending a wolf back to Harry Castle through the Transfer Act.

“Bathory, find me the Duke of St. Pould's Prime Minister, the Duke of St. St. Pould's, and say that I am very dissatisfied with the Browns. They deal with the Orcs to make hundreds of irons. Please find out which master blacksmith is serving the Browns, I need a name, and ask him not to divulge what I mean! ”

“Yes, master! ”

Abel was convinced that a prime minister who could hold the Kingdom of St. Pould in his hands would not know what he meant, that the Duke of Sturton would take care of the matter, that a blacksmith master who could kill a high wizard was important, or that an imperial aristocratic family who betrayed humanity was important, and that the Duke of Sturton would consider it clearly.

In particular, he tells us which master blacksmith forged so many hundreds of irons, because normally no master blacksmith would have forged hundreds of irons, forged hundreds of irons, and a weapon would have done most of the forging.

The value of semi-finished iron is certainly not as high as that of semi-finished weaponry and equipment, and a master blacksmith would never sell hundreds of iron alone, and there are so many hundreds.

The second space bag, though smaller, is also a five-cubic space bag with 200 yuan of iron refining, which has surprised Abel, even if he can quickly forge the blacksmith master of iron refining, if he wants to forge so much iron refining, it will not be done in a short time.

Abel's teacher, Master Bentham, is an honorary master blacksmith, whose true level of forging is between a senior master blacksmith and a master blacksmith. It only takes half a day for Master Bentham to forge a hundred pieces of iron, and as much as seven hundred pieces of iron here is at least the result of half a year of full forging by a master blacksmith.

As a blacksmith master of the Blacksmith's Guild, Abel knew that at least not a blacksmith in the Blacksmith's Guild would spend most of six months forging semi-finished iron.

“K3516, Master Wizard, can we continue our journey now?” Though the Commander of this team, the Great Knight of Bodley, Abel has shown so much strength that it can be said that the strength of all members of this team is no greater than what he is now demonstrating.

Abel stowed away two space bags, 700 of which he was still very interested in, and he was going to spend some time forging out a batch of iron and replacing Johnson's multifaceted iron balls in batches with these hundreds of iron.

Although Johnson's multifaceted iron balls on his body are the craftsmanship of a dwarf blacksmith, the requirement of a hundred irons is too high, that Abel, as a master blacksmith, has no right to ask a large number of master blacksmiths to forge hundreds of irons for him.

Now that you have this batch of Hundred Irons in your hand, replace Johnson with a more robust multi-faceted iron ball that makes up your body and you can get started!

“Let's go!” Abel nodded.