"My lord! My lord! We succeeded!"
At the same moment, in front of a nightclub in the Redcar Lomary area, a dark figure walking through the alley quickly ran to the side of several nobles waiting at the entrance of the alley, and spoke with a vicious tone.
With a bit of excitement, he reported in a low voice: "Mr. Field, the Atlantic Tavern has been destroyed."
"very good!"
He vigorously raised his plump hands, and the current finance minister of the Fleur Empire, known as Field, smiled and his eyes turned into two slits: "Now Lord Landnar should have received our warning.
Right! If I find out next time that he dares to secretly cooperate with the Amfret family, the end will be even more miserable than now!"
"Sir, why don't we go directly to trouble the Amfret family?" A dark figure dressed as an imperial nobleman whispered in his ear and asked: "Although the power of the Randall family is better than ours.
The other families are much lighter, and they are a very worthy target to scare the monkeys, but I heard that they also had some contact with the Gloria family..."
"What are you afraid of? The Gloria family has already lost its original status." He waved his hand casually, and a disdainful expression appeared on Field's face: "And Red and their military are now fighting for
Things in the castle are very busy. They definitely don’t dare to trouble us at this juncture because of the face of a declining family. Now is the best time for us to punish our enemies! Hahahahaha!”
The proud laughter then resounded in the depths of the alley, and the laughing faces of several nobles around him were reflected in the darkness illuminated by the soaring fire, but the faint sound of commotion was heard.
After a period of time, it sounded in their ears, accompanied by another low-pitched cry from another subordinate who came from afar to report urgently: "My lord! My lord! It's not good, the Landnar family
The people are chasing us!"
"Humph, what are you afraid of!" The smile on his face became a little ugly as the news appeared, and the fat on Field's body trembled up and down as he waved his hands heavily: "They really dare to fight with us
A head-on confrontation is not possible? Come here and defeat them!"
"They, they are advancing very fast." One of the nobles who was looking ahead and being vigilant shouted: "What is this? It's magic! They sent magicians!"
"What? That guy Randall, has become so courageous?" Looking at the emerald green light gradually lighting up at the end of the flaming street and the generals flying back with those lights, above Field's head
The veins began to appear one by one: "Are you the only one who has magicians? Come on!"
"Call Festa back!"
The voices of responses echoed one after another in and around the flaming streets. The figures who took the orders and ran towards the depths of the darkness to deliver the orders extended to the other side of Lomari City. They passed through the fire-stricken streets.
The crowds of people on the street who were running away after the appearance of the fire finally found the figure of the golden magician in a corner on the other side of the blazing fire: "Lord Festa! Lord Field is calling you to go back.
"
"Aren't you asking me to keep an eye on possible troublemakers here?"
Fista, who put away a magic gem used to heal herself and had a bandage wrapped around her forehead, gathered the golden robe she had brought because of the fierce flames: "Why did you change your plan so quickly?"
"The Landnar family has sent its own magician." So the correspondent hurriedly replied: "The family leader needs helpers who can deal with them."
"...Oh, it's really troublesome."
After covering up the mottled burn marks on her face, Festa, who had lost her handsome face, waved her hand carelessly: "Go back, I'll be there soon."
The answering voice then slowly retreated with the communicator's retreating steps, leaving only the golden figure standing motionless against the firelight, the lonely magician covering his head and face.
He did not immediately rush to the other side of the battlefield as he said. The handle of the golden staff standing in his hand seemed to be held tighter and tighter by him: "The Randall family...are you kidding me?"
?”
"Can a family like that be worthy of being my opponent?"
As if being attracted by some powerful energy, the sky-reaching flames in front of him shifted slightly to his position as Festa's words appeared. The golden magician who turned around seemed to also
He ignored the brilliance of the flames that were about to overwhelm him, and the burn scars on his face reflected by the fire became more ferocious as his face twisted: "Amphrit, Simon, and those damned ones
Adventurers...you are the ones I must kill with my own hands."
"I will let you taste the same feeling of being devoured by fire, and let you feel the pain I am suffering now." His fingertips stayed on the surface of the burn scars for a moment: "When you all die in my hands,
After that, I will look for the best herbs and the highest level of magic to cure my handsome face, and then, with the attitude of a complete winner, I will put that woman under my crotch and ravage her severely, okay?"
The powerful magic power gathered around him was delayed for a moment, accompanied by his sudden stop and eyes full of hatred. A slender figure in a cloak also vaguely appeared here under the light of the sky.
At the corner of a vertical north-south street, the motionless figure and exposed purple hair revealed her identity as if by coincidence: "You, you are..."
"Are you Trivel?" The twisted expression on his face disappeared slightly, as if he couldn't believe that he could meet this woman he was talking about just now under such circumstances: "Why? You
Why are you in this place?"
"..."
Still remaining silent, Violet, who noticed these words, quietly turned her head, her hands hanging down, and then revealed the face that belonged to Violet.
In front of Festa's eyes, the purple eyes that represented nobility were filled with a hesitant look like a puppet. Festa took two steps forward with his hands stretched out, and an evil smile appeared on his face. Then Festa seemed to suddenly
He shook his head vigorously as if he had reacted. His thinking, which had become sluggish, returned to a somewhat normal level with the return of reality. With vigilant eyes, he kept rotating around the figure he faced: "
Since you also appear in this place, it proves that there is indeed some connection between the Randall family and the Amphrit family."
"Where's Simon? Where is that guy?" His voice then became cold and hard, and his questioning words also became serious: "Does Ingemild, a surname that cannot even be called the lowest noble, want to replace
The status of a certain family?"
"..."
I don't know whether it was because she recognized the golden magician's identity as an enemy or because she still hadn't regained her normal consciousness. The woman with loose purple hair just looked at the golden magician who was getting closer quietly, until they met each other.
After the distance between them reached an unacceptable level, she turned around lightly. Looking at the other person who seemed to want to stop her from moving forward, the smile on Festa's face became crazy again.
He stood up and raised the golden magic wand that gradually shone with golden light, and the questioning look on his face became more intense: "What? You want to stop me?"
"Ever since I became the Golden Magician of the Imperial Capital, I have never met a woman as bold as you who dares to resist me." The golden light turned into a sun-like light curtain, covering his ferocious smiling face.
To the rear: "I don't know if it was under my golden impact..."
"Are you still able to remain calm, which surprises me?"
The golden energy in the sky turned into a golden beam of light, sweeping across in the direction where Violet was standing. A substantial energy storm then occupied every inch of the north-south street, sweeping away the merchants who had fled.
The debris they left behind was swept away together with the magic lights on the street. The harsh sizzling sound caused by the violent burning also extended to every inch of the street as the light beam rubbed against the wall, almost
The light that was about to illuminate the entire city did not slowly fall until the energy contained in the golden beam of light gradually dissipated. The golden magician at the starting point then looked at the streets covered with burn marks.
Everyone around nodded, and the look of disappointment that was originally worried that the attack was too heavy was replaced by a deep sense of surprise: "What?"
He looked at the purple magic shield that was pushed almost to the end of the street, and the figure of the purple-haired woman that emerged after the elemental radiance of the shield gradually dissipated. After a while, he closed his open mouth and pointed.
Looking forward, he shouted tremblingly: "You, how could you survive? No, no! How could you be intact?"
"That's a magic shield created by rearranging and combining the elements. It's something that contains the principles of magic."
The voice of explanation came from above him, instantly attracting the golden magician's eyes: "This kind of magic shield supported by alchemy is no longer magic in nature, so ordinary energy shocks
, there is a high probability that such a defense cannot be penetrated."
"It's you."
Ignoring the implications of what the other party said, Festa, who had identified the identity of the person, gritted his teeth and spoke out in his own voice: "That adventurer who dares to call himself an imperial noble! Just right!"
"I originally wanted to find out your whereabouts from your maid, but now it takes no effort." A golden energy light lit up in front of his retreating body, and he suddenly moved towards the house on the side of the street.
The top shouted: "Accept the judgment from gold, you damn criminal!"
"Although I really want to express my objection to your remarks just now, I am very tired now."
Looking at his face that looked a little sluggish due to fatigue and mental torture, Duan Qing replied in a low voice: "And... do you really think that I will run over to face you without any confidence, facing an extreme situation?"
Is there anyone who can kill me instantly?"
"Red Lotus Pillar!"
The rising flames suddenly rose from Field's feet, swallowing up his movements of casting spells and his shocked expression in an instant. Due to the addition of magic power, a crimson columnar flame appeared and then burned with a blazing flame.
The fire scene soared into the sky with even greater momentum, and the golden magician's miserable howl spread across the sky above the imperial capital. The golden light that was ready to go out then gathered on this street as the pillar of fire fully unfolded.
The ground interrupted the miserable howl and the clear sound of magic breaking. The red-haired girl standing on the other side of the roof then put down her hands holding the red lotus staff, and at the same time she put down the red lotus staff.
With her vigilant eyes constantly patrolling the surroundings: "Is it a teleportation spell? Well, it should have been prepared a long time ago, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a fast casting speed..."
"Okay, okay, put away your red lotus magic quickly." Duan Qing's voice came from the side and in front of her: "Otherwise, we will really attract the imperial guards."
"With such a big fire, the imperial guards were going to come over, right?" So the red-haired Thousand-Zhihe put his hands on his waist angrily: "Don't put the blame on my head, you bastard."
"Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to remind you."
Duan Qing jumped off the roof of his house and stood on the street, looking back at the building that was still burning at the end: "But what's wrong with the imperial capital now? Do so many people like to set fire?"
"It should be a fight between some nobles. If you mess with me, I will take revenge."
Holding the red lotus staff and jumping off the roof, Qian Zhihe curled his lips and replied disdainfully: "I knew something about it when I came to the imperial capital before, but I didn't expect it to be so boring."
"If you're bored, don't follow me here to find out what's going on." Duan Qing teased without looking back: "And he also solved such a big trouble for me... Be careful of being targeted by that pig-headed family member in the future.
."
"The man who calls himself the Golden Magician? It's not that I look down on him, but his strength is far from the people I've seen."
Spinning the fiery red and gorgeous magic wand in his hand into a beautiful wand flower, the red-haired Thousand-Zinger Crane carried it back behind him again: "And I'm afraid that if I didn't follow, I would insist on running over to find it.
As a human being, you have been sent back to be reborn a long time ago."
"Please allow me to say thank you from the bottom of my heart."
Duan Qing, who kept walking forward with polite words on his lips, did not even turn around to thank you: "Of course, what I am grateful for is not your rescue..."
"What I'm grateful for is that you finally helped me find the person I was looking for."
He looked at the figure of the purple-haired woman who was gradually walking towards this side and whispered.
This chapter has been completed!