Maybe someone has no consciousness, but even if they leave, he is still the target of attention in the White Rose Chamber of Commerce. Not to mention that this target also brings huge benefits, a dragon, and a king-level dragon.
Dragons, various essences purified by a lich, and some leftovers.
Thomas Shaobo, the seventeenth child of Marquis Shaobo, was sitting firmly in his own room in the Chamber of Commerce, listening to various reports from his subordinates. Especially after the information from the Earthly Yalong came on the scene, he
With his eyes almost widened, he asked about a protector next to him who had wandered in the dark world.
"Could it be another Earth Dragon, not the one we know?"
"Are there other earth dragons around here?" The old man squatting next to the bookcase, playing with a knife asked. Then he seemed to be explaining himself: "Well, even if there are others, at least they kill
You can't deny that I killed a ground dragon. That thing is not that easy to kill."
"Then are you sure you can take him down, by any means?"
"If you don't think that the method I know can work, that guy would not be alive now, and he would have been dealt with by my colleagues long ago. I am very humble to say that I am very powerful, and can even be said to be the best in this industry. But to
To deal with a lich and a magician who doesn't know the means, I can only suggest you, if you can't be their friend, stay as far away from them as possible. In fact, I will do the same."
"What a disappointing suggestion."
"If you saw with your own eyes the fate of that nasty guy from McDonnell Douglas, I believe you agree with my suggestion. Although the guy who grew so big and cried back to find his mother deserved such a fate. But it does not mean that I
I just want to have the same ending as him."
"What happened? Did they disappear? Who knows where they went, maybe everything is fine."
"The ending is not important, what is important is that we are irresistible. There are no signs, no magic fluctuations, no spells, and we don't even know how it happened. And what is the most interesting news, do you know?"
Halfway through the words, the little old man playing with the knife stopped and looked at the nobleman who had not yet received the title with shining eyes. Knowing the old man's somewhat bad character, Thomas asked helplessly: "Okay, okay,
What’s that interesting news?”
"Hey hey hey, do you know how many people carried out sneak attacks on that person while he was sleeping in the middle of the night, and what happened next?"
"What's the matter?" Thomas asked perfunctorily.
"Poof, gone. Just like what happened to that bearded bastard."
"Even if you fall asleep, is there no flaw?"
"Yes, this is what I want to emphasize. What happened to that man was so weird that you couldn't even understand whether it was the man's problem or whether it was because there was a lich around him protecting him. You can't figure out whether
Whoever is causing trouble is the one who needs attention, don't mess with a magician...well, a group of magicians."
"uh-huh."
"So, you are a well-fed boy with nothing to do, why are you looking for trouble with that magician? Do you want to get some benefits from the bounty feast?"
"No, I'm just unhappy that the woman he brought is prettier than me."
"A lich? Are you out of your mind?" The little old man looked at this noble son who was pretending to be dissolute with a look of disgust on his face.
"Have you ever slept with a lich?"
"That's not true."
"Don't you want to try?" Thomas' words made the ugly old face look even weirder. He changed his words and said: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it. Since there is no chance, just stay away from him.
.I don’t really want that bounty or that woman.”
"Boy, choose wisely. I know you can always make smart decisions." Taking back the knife, the energetic old man who was ready to run at any time breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most afraid of was that the master would provoke the other party and implicate him.
Himself. Fortunately, this person is not that tough-talking, and he can still tell the difference between strong and weak.
However, the other group of people are not so easy to be kind.
Under the protection of a group of followers, the old woman, who was barely able to walk with a cane, stormed into a small fortress-like courtyard. Although there were warriors guarding her and apprentices from the owner of the courtyard, a group of people did not dare to
Even if he stood up to stop her, the old woman slapped her away and vomited blood. She fell to the ground and groaned for a long time without being able to stand up.
The old woman used her loud voice that was completely different from Long Zhong's old demeanor. She kept shouting: "Holta, where is Horta?"
"Grandma Youjia, I'm here. You must not tear down my house. There are a lot of things in here that I spent a lot of hard work to collect."
An older but gentle and handsome male magician walked out from the corner of the corridor and met the intruder. He walked out wearing a rather peculiar star nightgown, and it was obvious that
Underneath his nightgown was his bronzed body.
Normally, the old woman wouldn't mind using a man much younger than her to entertain her. But it was different today.
A woman following the male magician also walked out of the corner. Wearing a similar robe, she walked up to the magician and said affectionately: "Sir, who is this mother-in-law? How dare you be so angry and offend your majesty?
."
Things were urgent and the old woman was in a bad mood. Without saying a word, she raised her hand and unleashed a magical shock wave that caught people off guard. It directly hit the poor woman and stuck her to the wall. The blood seemed to explode, staining the wall red.
Then the old woman gritted her teeth and said, "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!"
Looking at his unfinished female companion, whose flesh and blood was on the wall, Horta softened up. He said feebly: "Well, I personally hope that you will tell them to shut up first, and then do something if they don't listen.
.In this order, I think it will be much better."
"Shut up too!"
After being scolded like this, Horta immediately shut her mouth and tidied her clothes obediently, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.
The star robe actually represents the classification he is good at, and the furnishings in the room are mostly related to astrology. But he is not an astrologer despised by the magician community. Horta Oubrey is even rarer, and
A highly respected prophet among magicians, a person who knows the past and the future.
However, considering the many uncertainties in predicting the future, it can be said that no one can accurately predict it. Because as soon as the future is spoken, that future no longer exists. The Midi people’s understanding of the word 'prophecy'
You know, but they are more advanced than the people on earth.
But if you want to know the past that has happened, magicians who can be called prophets are like video cameras that have no blind spots in the area around the clock. As long as there are related items as a lead, they can get everything related to this lead.
.Of course, a high price must be paid, otherwise it will become a routine method of criminal investigation.
And this Horta.
Oubrey is the top prophet among the prophets in Pilsen City. If it is not a very important matter, it is not his turn to take action at all. Those who can invite him will not be some small people or small families;
Asking him to touch you is usually not a good thing.
The mother-in-law Yujia who broke in was Horta.
One of Oubrey's old customers, and the kind he doesn't dare to disobey.
Generally speaking, it is almost instinct for a prophet like him to seek good fortune and avoid disaster. Sometimes with an inspiration and a slow step, things can turn around. But what Grandma Youjia is good at is something that even a prophet like him can hardly avoid.
A curse that is hard to guard against.
Of course, this mother-in-law often comes to the door in order to combine his abilities. She uses certain inducements to find unspecified objects related to the event and then curses the other person. This combination of abilities really makes the great magic of the mother-in-law Youjia.
The master has more than once eliminated enemies hiding in secrets whose identities were unknown.
Sometimes she knew the identity of the other party but was unable to come forward in person; or she knew who it was but didn't know where he was hiding. Grandma Youjia would also come to Horta and use his ability to curse her to death.
Killed enemies.
At first, Horta would still reject such things, using his ability to curse others to death. But over time, as he got used to it, he no longer rejected it.
I especially remember that when I met Grandma Youjia for the first time, she offered a reward that was hard to give up. At that time, I really wanted to refuse and proceed according to the original plan. And the conditions proposed by the other party at that time,
It becomes two items. One is generous reward, and the other is one's own life safety.
Not only for the sake of his own life, but also for the reward, it is not an exaggeration to say that Horta responded to this person's request. So when he saw Granny Yujia appearing, he quite welcomed her.
As if to resolve the previous embarrassment, Horta O'Brien spoke first: "Grandma Yujia, who is getting in your way this time?"
"My child, my most beloved child is gone! Gone! Although others told me that he is just missing and will come back to me sooner or later. But I have a feeling, a very unpleasant feeling, that my beloved
The child is dead. I hate it, I hate it! I will curse those who dare to kill my child, and let them live in pain and suffering for the rest of their lives."
The old woman's emotional remarks also shocked Horta Oubli. He was deeply impressed by the bearded boy. Although he was obviously old, he still behaved like a child, acting willfully. Especially...
When he caused trouble outside, there was never a time when he didn't ask his mother to help him deal with the aftermath. In this life, it seemed that he had never heard of that guy doing anything good.
It can be said that there is no one alive now, which can be said to be surprising, but not surprising. To be fair, Horta thinks that it is a good thing to have one less scourge in the world. Of course, it is impossible to say these words. Because the only son lost his life, he has already fallen into half-life.
Granny Youjia, who was in a crazy state, gritted her teeth and said:
"I will curse the person who killed my child. I will curse the person who killed my child! All those involved will go to hell and accept endless torture!"