After Punk studied the results he wanted, he left the town of Neilan. He found that Tissar's movements were getting bigger and bigger, and all believers had a tendency to distance themselves from Doraz.

All signs indicate that Tissar's big move is coming, and time is urgent. We must go to Dolez City as soon as possible to attract an ally and a group of cannon fodder.

Punk was not used to riding vehicles, so he simply added the Swift operation to himself and started running towards Doraz City, followed by the repaired Golez No. 1.

The forward speed of the formal mage is very considerable. Punk set off at noon and arrived at Doraz in the afternoon.

But just as he wanted to enter the city directly, he suddenly noticed a familiar magic fluctuation.

"It's that little girl Bilan, isn't this guy dead yet?"

Seeing Bilan looking in his direction from afar, Punk remembered that he had such an apprentice.

Now Punk no longer intends to make Bilan into a soul-changing transformation. Punk has no connection recently, so his current level is not enough to transform the soul of a professional, let alone to attract a group of allies, it is still necessary to see the reputation of the past.

"Since I plan to pretend to be a mage with a "slightly weird temper but kind-hearted heart" and keeping my apprenticeship is definitely unreasonable, so I can just arrange this girl casually."

Punk thought in his heart that the impression he had left on the people of Doraz City was really bad. If he cooperated in this situation, everyone would probably be wary of themselves. In that case, it would be unfavorable to punk to stab him in the back. Therefore, it would be better to disguise himself as a wizard with a cold face, so at least those priests who were looking for trouble everywhere could not investigate their arrangements.

At the same time, as long as there is no evidence to prove that they have a bias in the evil camp, even if the priests hate them very much, they have to help seriously. (Without definite evidence, the gods and their priests in the orderly camp cannot act according to their will).

Thinking of this, Punk slowed down and turned toward Bilan's tent. Through prophecy spell, he knew that Bilan and Dichdo were in love now, and she had no courage to tell the story about the White Tower.

Although Punk has slowed down significantly, in the eyes of Biran and Dichdo, the figure of the official mage still turned into a black afterimage and appeared in the open space in front of the tent.

Dichter stared at the punk who almost suddenly appeared in front of him. Although he instinctively blocked the trembling Bilan, Dichter, who had never seen a formal professional, was still frightened by the power of the formal strongman.

As a bard, Dichter knows many professional deeds in his novels, but he is just a teenager after all, and has never left the scope of Dolez City. His first and only professional contact with him, Bilan, always shows a harmless image of humans and animals, so Dichter even feels like "professionals are just that."

But when facing a punk of his height, Dichter felt as if he had fallen into an ice hole. The cold and terrifying feeling seemed to have become Dichter's only feeling, especially his cold pupils, combined with the mysterious and strange black robe... The silent horror seemed to be enough to erase all hope and beauty.

It was not until this time that Dichter understood why just mentioning the name of this formal mage was enough to make Biran tremble. It was not only the horror of the breath, but also a kind of crushing on the soul level.

Punk stared at the trembling little boy in front of him coldly. Bilan was holding the boy's clothes tightly. The two little couples snuggled together and shivered, making herself look like a big bad wolf blocking the little white rabbit in the hole.

Punk looked at Bilan speechlessly. He couldn't understand why this apprentice who had the courage to make trouble for him would be so scared at this time, but these did not prevent Punk from making a show.

The pastors who were helping refugees were all looking at the formally powerful man who "suddenly appeared" from afar. Several soldiers hurriedly ran to inform Keskath. Punk knew that as long as he was kind at this time, he was as good as possible and was as good as possible. When he took out the evidence of the Tisshar Church and asked for help, the pastors of the church could not refuse, so he spoke in a gentle voice as possible:

"Hello, my apprentice, we're meeting again."

Due to his usual taciturn silence, Punk thought that his soft voice was actually not emotional, and it sounded cold and lifeless.

In Bilan's opinion, Punk was probably angry because she not only threw down the White Tower and "run away", but also messed up the laboratory bench in order to search for medicines.

Turning a mage's experimental bench without authorization can be said to be a sign of a declaration of war, so Bilan was very scared at this time. She was afraid of being killed by punk, afraid of being dissected as a test piece, and afraid of ending up with those slaves - being transformed into a soul.

She was even more afraid of implicating Dichdo!

"At least......... at least save Dichdo."

Bilan had only this thought in her mind for a moment.

"Sir, I'm very sorry. I left the White Tower without authorization and moved the laboratory bench randomly. This is an unforgivable sin. If there is any punishment, I have no complaints, but please let Diccido go, please...... All of this has nothing to do with him, it's all my fault."

Bilan's eyes were red, and tears fell from her white face one by one. The girl begged Punk loudly. Her two slender hands grabbed the hem of the skirt and prevented her body from trembling too much. But in fact, her sweat had soaked her clothes, and the dress pressed against Bilan to form a beautiful curve.

"No, Bilan, what are you talking about? You are just trying to save people. What is wrong there? Do we want to refuse to save that child when he dies?"

After being stunned for a moment, Dichter also reacted. When he saw Punk, he keenly realized that the official mage in front of him was definitely not a kind professional like Bilan.

Although no matter how you ask, Bilan refused to tell herself what she had experienced in the White Tower to make her wake up in nightmares, Dichter had realized that everything in the White Tower must be very, very terrifying, and the formal mage in front of her must be very, very terrifying.

It was so scary... that Bilan, who was usually calm and quiet, was crying and begging hard at this time!

Dichter is a teenager, and even more a man who is determined to protect Bilan. He cannot let Bilan bear all this alone, so he spoke without hesitation.

"Diccido……you…”

Bilan was very anxious when she heard Dichdo's words. She was really afraid that Dichdo would anger the "crazy and evil" punk and then be killed by a fireball.

But Dichdo gently pressed his index finger against Belan's lips, stopping her from continuing,

"Okay, Bilan, didn't you agree to face it together no matter what you experience?"

In the sunset, Dichter's hair reflected a dazzling golden light.

"Diccido..."

At this moment, Bilan felt that as long as she was with Dichdo, everything would not matter. Even if it was death or something more terrible, as long as...Dicdo was by her side...

Punk watched the foolish couple stage a life-and-death separation in front of him, and he really didn't know what to say. The word "speechless" is not even enough to describe his mood at this time.

Punk felt that he was just a normal greeting. As for these two guys, they made him look like an unforgivable villain.

Facing a group of staring priests, as well as Biran and Dichdo who were hugging each other and crying, Punk had the urge to turn around and pretend not to know each other for the first time.

But no matter how impulsive it is, you have to do the show.

Finally, the helpless official mage had to twitch the corners of his lips slightly and squeeze out a stiff smile, then walked up to look at the heads of the two of them, and one of them was slightly shattered. Finally, he pretended to be as helpless as possible and said:

"You two idiots, it's enough to be too embarrassing to you!"

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(Today's military training, the south was 40 degrees hotter. Although I was cut and could not participate, I still had to listen. I was heated to the dog, my clothes were not breathable, and sweat dripped down my chin.

The instructor didn't allow him to use his mobile phone. It was really tiring to go back to the dormitory and had no time, so he had to update the first time. Everyone forgive me. Tomorrow I will try my best to apply to the instructor (send her to China) and try to use the listening time to write on the mobile phone, and update as much as possible. Thank you.)
Chapter completed!