Law of the Devil

Chapter 23 [Poor Vivian Yang]

A wizard, a grand wizard above level 8, a young wizard who looks up to eighteen years old, a wizard who is shy and nervous when she talks, as if she were a first-time girlfriend.

Most importantly, she's still a little stutter.

The people around them couldn't help but stare at the girl whose face rose red and almost all tears were coming out of her poor big eyes. Everyone seemed to unconsciously lay down the sword in their hands.

This girl doesn't look threatened.

Even Dewey shrugged... this speech stuttered again, the girl with the look on her face like a little rabbit, is she really a Level 8 magician?

But this robe and that badge, they can't be faked! Dewey knows that the badges issued by the Magic Society can all be counterfeit.

Coughing, Dewey squeezed the phantom finger and couldn't help but relax a few points and looked at the frightened girl: "You mean this little thing belongs to you, Mage? ”

“Yes... ah no no ~ ~ no.” The girl finally started crying, and right in front of everyone, she started crying: “This is my teacher's. Can you give it back to me...”

Return?

Dewey really doesn't want to pay it back!

For what reason? This little thing brushed its own people so hard, it made us all look bad. Dewey actually killed this little thing with a knife in his heart and took its horns off, as Solskaya said.

However, it seems that this magician has come to the door... the master is here, can you not return it?

If you want to cheat... they are Level 8 magicians!

Though this girl looks weak.

“My Lord the Mage, please don't rush.” Dewey's patience, even her voice, was a little gentle, as if to make a little girl say softly: “If this little thing is really you...”

“Take it for granted!” As if the sorceress heard a glimmer of hope, she wiped her tears hard and looked at Dewey with the eyes of the Hippocampus. The clarity in those big innocent eyes, that pure color of plea, was so hard on such a truly poor girl.

“Take it easy.” Dewey slowed down: “Even if this little thing is yours, as its owner, I think you should be responsible for the mistakes it made, don't you? ”

The witch's face showed panic, and she glanced timidly at Dewey: "Please ask the Cabinet...”

“This little thing, is it a premium warcraft?” Dewey sank: “As the owner of this warcraft, you didn't take good care of it and let it come to the southern heart of the Empire! Don't you know how much chaos comes when a warcraft moves to an area populated by these people? ”

Looking at his little master with his face on his face, there was some kind of reprimand for an eight-level magician, next to Solskaya really wanted to laugh and didn't dare.

The other party... but the Great Mage!

Looking at the badge on the girl's chest, Solskaya swallowed her mouth. A junior magician like Solskaya, the greatest dream of his life is to be able to advance one day and wear a gold badge like that!

“Ah... here's this one...” The witch's face showed a look of guilt and drowned her head: “Me and my teacher went far away. Me, me and I are responsible for looking at the pipe chirp, cocoa it ran away while my sister came to see me... me and I have been looking for it for many, many more days. ”

“Your mistakes are no excuse for making mistakes.” Dewey shouted out loud, “Do you know how much panic this high-ranking warcraft has caused to the residents of this quiet little town? These brave soldiers present came to this mountain to capture it! And, you know, this little pet of yours just caused us brave soldiers so much damage! ”

“…” The sorceress could not speak, she merely looked at Dewey with guilt and begging.

Dewey settled in and looked at this magician, who I'm afraid is the kind of chick who doesn't go out much, and the flowers in the greenhouse are cheating very well.

“This thing is causing panic in the place! Soldiers bleeding, sweating, capturing him here, to protect the peace of the place! But you have to take it away from me. Isn't there a little bit of guilt in your heart? ”

When Dewey said it, the magician's head almost drooped to her chest.

Finally, when Dewey finished, the sorceress mustered courage and said carefully: "I, I, I would like to apologize to you for its behavior... right...”

“Put away your apology!” Dewey was unreasonable: "If an apology works, what do you need the police for? ”

“Police... what is it? ”

Dewey coughed and covered up her embarrassment. She had just lost her word that there was no such thing as a cop in the world.

“I mean...” Dewey lifted his chest and said out loud: “Can a simple apology compensate for the blood and sweat of our brave soldiers? ”

Actually, he was a little too bullied by this little girl.

These mountaineering search teams didn't really bleed much, but the scenes of the fierce battle, the flesh and blood, were just illusions. After breaking the illusion, everyone just fainted once and didn't get hurt. At most, they had nightmares at night. Not much loss.

The only one who got hurt was Jolene the Knight.

Dewey naturally did not squander this opportunity to negotiate, and he appropriately unfolded two steps to reveal the female knight held behind him by his men.

If Lynn's face is a little pale, that's a sign of weakness with instant excessive blood loss, but generally nothing wrong. Just looking at a woman like Jolyn, she couldn't even stand steady, her hands were covered in white gauze, her hair was scattered, which really made this sorceress more guilty.

“What can I make up for you?” The female magician's eyes are red again.

Dewey sighed, his eyes glistened with satisfaction, and then glanced at Solskaya around him. Solskaya, who has been discussing pharmacology with Dewey every day since these days, has learned a little bit about the nature of this little master, and when he sees his eyes, he immediately cares, taking two steps forward, slightly owes him, slowly: “Dear Great Magician, ”

The girl looked at Solskaya's magician robe and immediately owed her a gift: “Mr. Magician first. ”

At this moment, Solskaya couldn't help but blush... I'm afraid he would never have thought that one day a grand wizard above level eight would call himself "Mr. Wizard”.

“Well, I think your little pet has caused damage to the place, and if you let it go so simply, I'm afraid it's unacceptable in the hearts and minds of the soldiers who have suffered it, and my master, the great Rollins, the eldest son of Count Raymond, Lord Dewey, is terrified by the matter today, so I think some punishment for this little thing is necessary. ”

“No, no, no... No, the teacher will punish me if he comes back to see it suffer..." The sorceress sweats on her forehead: “If the old teacher gets angry, you and you will too...”

“Dear Grand Magician, who is your teacher? I can't think of any other magician in the empire who could teach a great magician-level disciple.” Solskaya is starting to set each other's bottom.

The sorceress revealed herself: “This... me, me, I, I, I can't say. ”

Saliscaya frowned slightly, and then he immediately smiled again: "Well, should you at least tell us your name? ”

“Ah...” The sorceress relieved herself, and the question was answerable to her: "Me, me, my name is Vivian Yang. Magic Society Level 88 Magician.” Having said this, the girl suddenly remembers the minimum courtesy that the teacher had taught herself. She blushed and quickly owed herself. She asked politely: “Please also tell me your name, esteemed magician. ”

Solskaya is really blushing this time: “I... Solskaya, the Society of Magic... one... well, that, first class magician. ”

Speaking of the last few words, Saliscaya even wanted to find a hole to drill into.

First-degree magicians, for Level 8 magicians, are almost like ants! There are many famous magicians on the continent who have reached the rank of Great Magician, and even apprentices with them have two or three levels of magicians.

A first-degree magician, I'm afraid, is no different from an apprentice of magic to a grand magician who already stands in the upper echelons of the magician circle.

But this simple girl didn't seem to understand it, and she bent over with courtesy. This immediately gives Solskaya a great deal of enthusiasm.

See? An eight-level magician bows to me, Saurskaya!

“Now, please state your sincerity for compensation.” Dewey just got the right opening.

“This one...” The female magician was a little embarrassed. She thought about it and unwrapped a small bag from the robe to open it: “Me, me, and I have a watermelon diamond here, although it's only medium, but...”

The more she stuttered, the more helpless she was, the more she could hold a rhinestone diamond with such fists in her hands and look at Dewey with a pleading look.

Rhinestone??

Solskaya's moving! Rhinestone is the finest magic material in water system magic! This crystal is used to make scrolls, or to store magic is a superior material! If you have a senior alchemist who can embed this watermelon diamond into a wand, you can save at least one-third of your magic when performing magic! It even speeds up magic!

Look at this rhinestone, it's crystal clear, it's definitely more than medium quality. If you count the value of this thing alone, I'm afraid it's worth at least a few thousand gold coins!

Any water magician is willing to offer this price and even multiply it by several times!

Solskaya opened his mouth and was about to speak, and Dewey had pressed it against his shoulder with one hand, and Dewey had a cold face, and he was even frowning and staring at the sorceress with his eyes: "Oh, is that it? ”

The magician blushed for a moment and her eyes panicked and she couldn't help but feel guilty.

Alas, this water orchid diamond is also Chinese, but... it is actually something I do not need, I am not a water system magic, and it is useless to keep it... how can I do this vile thing with something I am useless to compensate others!

May the Almighty God forgive me!

The sorceress rebuked herself and quickly took out a little green thing from her bag. The little thing flowed like a water wave, but as if it were a soft thing. The sorceress was anxious: “There's this one more...”

Saliscaya thinks she's staring at her eyes!

“Green, green, green, green, * * powder!” With excitement, even Saliskaya seems to have an infectious stuttering problem.

Dewey raised eyebrows. He, who is knowledgeable, also knows what this green * * potion is.

This is the treasure any magician dreams of!

This magic medicine is a supplement to the magic consumed by magicians! When an Intermediate Magician fights, when his magic runs out, he can instantly replenish his magic if he can carry such a vial of magic medicine with him!

And looking at this big bag in the hands of this magician... I'm afraid it'll fit at least seven or eight bottles!

This stuff is extremely difficult to make, raw materials are very rare, and more importantly, it is consumable! Just a little less!

Saliscaya felt a little dry in her throat.

But Dewey still looked uncomfortable and frowned at the sorceress: “Is that all? Is the sweat of our brave soldiers worth so much? ”

The girl's beautiful large eyes were filled with tears, she grabbed her hair, thought about it, and turned over a small yellow bead, passing it in fright.

“This one, me and I, we made our own shelter beads. ”

And Dewey said, "What about my knight's wound? ”

The sorceress pulled out another nucleus of the beast! Flowers green, dozens of junior or intermediate warcraft nuclei were blackmailed by Dewey.

“And what about the fright I was personally struck by?” Dewey seems to have become a blackmailing villain.

The sorceress emptied her bag and pulled out her final treasure... seven or eight magic scrolls!

And Solskaya almost fainted after a glance... these are all magic scrolls of intermediate magic! It's not some low-level magic thing! These are intermediate magic scrolls!! Seven or eight of these things are enough to cause a duel between two magicians!!

Even Saliskaya felt uncomfortable with her conscience when she looked at her little master and refused to nod her head!

This simple naive, even some silly sorceress, handed over “compensation” worth almost buying a city!

Watching Dewey nod her head, the sorceress cried, and she flipped her bags timidly: "Me, me, me, me, I brought these with me. ”

Devil!!

At this moment, Solskaya, the knights of Robert, the Rollins, etc. can't help but sigh. Watching this poor sorceress cry, they even felt guilty.

His own little master is still unrelenting... his appetite is too big, right?

(I'm working on the weekly charts! Ladies and gentlemen, would you show me your tickets, please?

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