Mages Are Too OP

A group of people saw Andonala, and they were all amazed.

The oldest middle-aged aristocratic man watched for a while and then walked up and bent his back and said in an astonishing tone: “It is indeed Her Majesty the Queen. ”

Andonala stared at this middle-aged aristocratic man and thought for a moment, smiling: "Long time no see, Count Cesamon. ”

After all, the other side is the lord of the place, from time to time to stay in the royal city for a few days, to attend some banquets of official dignitaries, Andonala naturally met this middle-aged nobleman.

Though unimpressive, you can still remember each other's names after a moment of reflection.

Cesamon's gaze stared at Andorra and he grabbed Roland's arm, and later he looked at Roland, somewhat confused, asked, "Your Highness, if you'll excuse me, what's this young man around you got to do with you? ”

“My man!” Andonala said without hesitation.

Everyone around them, except Roland and Jeria, was shocked, and the answer was a little too surprising for them.

Although the aristocracy is chaotic and everyone knows it, it is only in the dark, like Andonala, as a queen, but with the hands of other men in the public, and the appearance of self-righteousness, is really... too enviable.

Césamon frowned: "Your Highness, I'm not saying I mind my own business. If you really want this man to be good, then weigh yourself down. Wouldn't the royal family let you behave? ”

"Thank you for your concern, but Roland took me away from the king. The king didn't say much. ”

Hiss!

Almost simultaneously, people looked at Roland jealously and then narrowed their eyes.

Being able to snatch the queen away from the king brightly, and the king has not issued a wanted warrant, is in itself indicative of many problems.

Either the young man is so powerful behind him that even the royal family is so frightened.

Either he's very capable himself.

Either way... the royal family can't provoke people, nor can they provoke Cesamon.

Cesamon's gaze immediately closed, and he smiled at Roland: “Your Excellency, welcome to our Cesamon family. ”

Roland nodded: "I'm invited by Jeria. I'm annoyed. ”

Seeing Roland was polite, Cesamon was relieved.

He knew that his attitude was not good. It would be bad if he caused the other party's inner annoyance. Although Cesamon was not afraid of anything, he could get into a strong enemy for no reason. It was not a very pleasant thing to say.

Jeria walked forward and said, "Count, I hear something's going on here. ”

“Yelia, just come.” Cesamon said gently.

A group split up and everyone smiled at Jeria, except the young man that Roland met last night, who snorted at her.

Nor did Jeria care that he went to the area surrounded by the crowd and found the body of a young girl lying there.

The corpse was stripped naked and appeared to have no dignity.

Jeria's a little upset.

Cesamon said beside him, "We didn't do it, that's what the bodies were sent to us. ”

Roland came too.

The two of them looked at the body and looked at the girl's face, and there was a bit of silence.

The magician's intelligence is quite high, and his memory is certainly not bad in relative terms.

The two of them had met, and she was among the girls who had been rescued last night.

The skin of the corpse is blue... this is not the color of normal death.

Roland took a closer look and found at least twenty small blood holes in the girl's neck.

There are also at least ten or more blood holes in each arm.

Cesamon said, "As we've just seen, the blood in the girl's body is dry. ”

“Forget it, it was the vampires.” Jeria stood up and looked serious: "I didn't expect them to come so fast. And it looks like a lot of them. ”

Roland, while angry inside, looked a little light-hearted and asked, "Didn't you say you were ready last night? ”

“Yes, I did.” Jeria nods her head: “I have a magical object at the top of the tower that scouts dark creatures, and I will surely know once a vampire enters the city. This girl, who must have left the city last night, I'll tell them in the morning, don't run out of town for a while, don't listen. ”

“What if she wasn't trying to run away, she was being fooled out?” Roland asked.

Jeria nodded: "It's possible, too. ”

Then he turned his gaze to his father-in-law: "Count, did you find this girl outside the city? ”

“Yes.”

“Then we should investigate who let her out of town last night.” Jeria stood up: “Leave this to the Count. ”

“Don't be so polite, we're a family. And protecting the inhabitants of the city is what we should have done at the Cesamon family. ”

Roland sounded a little surprised when he was listening, and this lord seemed to be a good man.

And Jeria said to Roland, "Let's go out and look, and we'll go back to the Tower of Magic, and we'll hold the object that reconnoitred the dark creatures, and we'll walk outside the city, maybe we'll find something. ”

“Okay.” Roland nodded.

And in the dark woods outside of Fort Ricoh, there are dense, numb bats hanging from the trees.

Soon, a bunch of round, fat, very cute bats flew in and turned into teenage girls in the dark.

She looked at the nearly a thousand bats hanging upside down on the crown and scolded, “You idiots, knowing our enemy was in town, even tricked the girl out with charm. Just cheat it out. Twenty people sucked her blood together and just sucked people to death. Are you sick? Isn't that a grass snake? ”

A bunch of bats flew down and turned into young men, Edmund.

He said uncomfortably: "Now the smell we can smell is her strongest, it was our food, dare to escape back, kill her, so what? We want everyone in this city to live in fear for the rest of their lives. The next thing we know, we're going to suck blood every day from a teenage girl, and we're going to let everyone in this city collapse in fear. ”

“The magician who improves fire balls is still in this city. Do you want to die? ”

“I don't know about him. Maybe we're still afraid of him.” Edmund laughs: “But knowing that he needs to accumulate strength to use powerful magic, that's a lot better. Ten seconds, enough for him to die a few times. ”

“That's the son of gold. He won't die. ”

“Wenger did not say that, after the death of the Golden Son, his strength would decline, and the more times he died, the more he would decline, until he was about the same as an ordinary man.” There was a glimmer of hatred in Edmund's eyes: “All we had to do was kill him once, we could surround the Temple of Life and kill him one at a time, and when he became ordinary, we would take him back to the people, tie him up with chains, and make him a food for all eternity for our blood. An immortal man who wants to come to his blood tastes good. ”