Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

Vivienne has heard the words just like the beard just said many times, but they used to say these things first, and then was beaten by Vivienne and rolled all over the floor, but now they are beating him first. You have to roll all over, to say this again.Vivienne first glanced at Ryan's expression quietly, but found that the other party did not have the caring and nervous expression she expected. This discovery made Vivienne secretly angry, so she vented this emotion to her eyes. The bearded body.

"Go!" Vivian opened her teeth like white shells slightly, and spit out a cold word.

Oh no, please don't refuse me, give me a chance!"The beard said in a poetic tone like a bard: "I am willing to pay any price for you, the goddess in my heart, and I am willing to accept any test from you!""

"Idiot! I have a sweetheart." After Vivian lost this sentence, she no longer touched her beard, and her beard babbled for a long time before seeing Vivian ignore him. Helplessly, he stood up amidst the ridicule of everyone, but he didn't give up and turned his attention to the two people beside Vivian.Beard first looked at Barbara. It was obvious that this teenage girl was not what he imagined, so Beard set his sights on Ryan again.

Ryan, who is in his 20s, looks good, and seems to have a close relationship with Vivienne. He is probably Vivienne's sweetheart?So the beard pointed at Ryan and said, "I want to fight you!"

Ryan laughed. This guy I met tonight is not the one who listened to the bard rap about "the prince on the white horse and the princess imprisoned by the devil".Seeing Ryan ignored him and laughed, his beard was even more annoyed. He reluctantly said: "Hey, are you still a man? If you have the ability, stand up and fight me!"

Ryan shook his head slightly and said, "Why are you fighting?"

"It's very simple, for true love!" The beard replied in a straightforward manner: "If I win, you will automatically give up her, and if you win, I will give up..."

"I refuse!" Ryan refused without waiting for his beard to finish the long period of nonsense.

The beard said angrily, "Bah, coward!" Then he turned his head and said to Vivienne: "You see what your sweetheart is like, you actually still fall in love with him!"

"Shut up!" Vivian reprimanded her beard fiercely, "My master has no time to play a child's game like a duel with you."

"Master?" The beard couldn't accept the title for a while, and he was stunned.

Vivienne didn't open her mouth to explain. The more others misunderstood, the more proud she was in her heart. If everyone on this continent regards her as Ryan's imprisonment, then Vivienne might laugh out loud in her dreams.

Until this time, Ryan said slowly: "I refuse to fight you, not because I am afraid of you, but because I am not used to putting women as a bet. They are human beings, not goods that others can play with.,"

"Hey, what you said makes sense!" The beard actually nodded at Ryan's words, and he added: "I think so too, but at this point in the story, the protagonist usually left like this and then defeated. The adversary embraced the beautiful woman. Your personality is very similar to mine. What is your name?"

Ryan smiled, did not answer the question about the beard, and did not ask too much about the beard, and said to Vivienne: "I Bud fell in love with a woman for the first time, and I will not give up. You don't accept me today. It’s okay. Sooner or later, I’ll touch your heart. But now I’m going to find the escaped prisoner, and I’ll come to you in a few days."

The beard who claimed to be Bud turned around and was about to leave, but Sophie, the proprietress of "Morrie Spring", came up, and the latter put out a slippery little hand in front of Haug: "Hey, smash Seven tables and a dozen chairs. A table is 20 silver coins, a chair is 5 silver coins, a total of 185 silver coins, lose money!"

Bud didn’t say much, he put his hands in his pockets, but his hands went in quickly, but it was extremely difficult to take them out again. At the same time, Bud’s face was even more red to his neck, Even the beard on his face couldn't hide it.

"This, can it be cheaper?" Bud asked whisperedly, "It's just a few rotten chairs and broken tables. It doesn't need to be so expensive, right?"

"Nonsense!" The proprietress Sophie said viciously with her arms akimbo, "Do you think it's just the price of the table and chairs? Do you know how much money the old lady earns a night? You broke the table and chairs, and where are the guests going? ?"

Before Bud could speak, the mercenary watching the excitement next to him immediately blew his whistle and shouted: "Bed!" Ambiguous laughter suddenly sounded around him.Sophie, the proprietress, didn’t care about the laughter of these mercenaries. Instead, she turned her head and found the mercenary who was the first to booze. She cursed, “Shut up, Aldara. The old lady just got a dog on the bed. It won’t make you cheap. If you get drunk, just give the money and get out, don’t go crazy here."

The mercenary named by the proprietress Sophie suddenly became the object of ridicule by others, and Sophie turned her head quickly, once again extended a little white hand in front of Bud, and said, "My mother is in a good mood today. You take one gold coin and you can clear it up."

Bud repeatedly fumbled his body, but he didn’t get 20 silver coins in total. He had to beg the proprietress and said, “Will you owe it first? I’ll catch the fugitive in a while and get 10 rewards from the Mercenary Guild. Gold coins, can't I pay it back in double by then?"

"Yeah, if you go out with your front foot, you can disregard the account. Where can I find you?" The proprietress Sophie said, "No money? It's okay. Work here for me. You can pay 20 silver coins a month. I'll take care of you. Eat, drink and stay, work for half a year to settle the bill!"

"That won't work!" Bud shouted immediately: "I still want to participate in the competition in the Imperial Capital? How can I stay here for the first half of the year?"

"Shut up, just like you, I'm afraid someone will be knocked out in the knockout match!" Sophie the boss said tauntingly.

Ryan sat aside and watched Bud’s embarrassment for a while, but after all the broken tables and chairs also had Vivienne, it would be unfair to let Bud take it all alone, so Ryan opened his mouth to relieve Bud and said: "I will pay for the broken tables and chairs."

Bud turned his head and gave Ryan a complicated look. He didn't seem to accept Ryan's love in front of Vivian, but he really couldn't stay here for too long now, so he had to bow his head and hurried out.

The proprietress Sophie took a gold coin from Ryan, and whispered in her mouth, "Is this the quirk of the rich? It took me a dozen silver coins to go to the bar for a drink, but she helped others pay for it. I spent 1 gold coin, really...well, when the old lady becomes rich, she will also go to other people's bars to drink, 10 silver coins of Mori wine, I drink a bowl and pour a bowl to see how it feels. "

Ryan laughed dumbfounded after listening to the muttering words of the proprietress Sophie. He had the intention to sit a little longer, but the battle just now made Vivienne the focus of the audience. After all, a beautiful woman with agility still attracted the attention of men very much. Yes, and Ryan's own desperate intentions did not want Vivienne to be watched by those men with obsessive eyes, so Ryan pulled on Barbara, who was still in high spirits, and walked out side by side with Vivienne. The "Morrie Spring" came.

Walking on the deserted street, Vivian saw that there were no pedestrians around, so she squeezed the back of Ryan's hand hard, and said angrily, "Huh, everyone else has come to the door, so you didn't give me a head start."

Ryan shrugged his shoulders and replied: "You are enough to deal with him yourself, why should you let me come forward? Don't you think we are not arrogant enough now?"

Vivienne snorted and didn't say anything, but squeezed it up under Ryan's tears through the clothes. She and Adela used to take a bath with Ryan in the past. There is nothing strange.However, no matter how hard Vivienne tried, she found that Ryan's expression was as calm as ever. Vivienne felt sour after squeezing her hand and had to give up.

Vivienne rubbed her sour right hand and said to Ryan: "Strange, why don't you hurt?"

Before Ryan could answer, Barbara on the side suddenly said, "Sister Vivian, I saw the teacher blessed herself with a stone skin technique."

Vivian realized that her strength just now was all struggling with the thick layer of stone skin, didn't the feeling on her hand be right.And Ryan also explained in an absurd manner: "Haha, just kidding, haha, the moon tonight..."

"Teacher, there is no moon tonight." Barbara's untimely voice rang out again, and this time the effect was Vivian's laughter.

Vivian smiled triumphantly for a long time, then she rubbed her belly and stood up straight. She gently tapped Ryan's head and said: "Forget it, for Adela’s sake, today I'll let you go tonight."

"Huh? Sister Vivian, you can't let go of the teacher. What does it have to do with Sister Adela?" Barbara's voice sounded for the third time, but this time it was Ryan who made the laugh. Barbara's little head squeezed a few times, and then taught her with a triumphant voice: "As a magician, you must learn to shut up when it is critical, otherwise be careful..."

Before Ryan had finished speaking, he heard a young woman's cry from the alley on the side of the street: "Help..." The voice stopped abruptly, as if someone had covered her mouth.Although the voice disappeared, Ryan still heard some struggling sounds and the sound of clothes being torn by people in the dead of the night. Vivian, who was beside Ryan, had already pulled out the double knives and rushed in. To that small alley.

Ryan had to pull Barbara and followed Vivienne’s back and rushed in, but for the sake of safety, Ryan had quietly blessed several kinds of protective magic for the three of them in this short ten steps. Prevention in case. But when Ryan and the three rushed into the alley, they saw two wretched men pushing a young woman to the ground. The woman struggled desperately, but she couldn't match the strength of the two men. Her coat had been torn. It became a shredded strip, barely resting on her body, a man holding her firmly covered her mouth, while also strangling one of her arms, while the other man put his hand on her with a lustful smile. On his thigh, ready to move forward.