>There is no paradise without fighting in this world, and there are also stupid people who have no lower limit of IQ. Reality is often more surprising than fiction, because novels also pay attention to logic, but in reality you will never be able to understand why some people are stupid/selfish/have no lower limit.
kind of degree.
The old mages all know the weight of the emblem of endless truth, but among the new students there are many young generations of royal families and nobles from various countries. They are so unscrupulous in their own territory, and they were tested for spellcasting when they were the youngest and most energetic.
He was gifted and was sent to the Cloud Tower where geniuses gathered to learn magic. He was just like the protagonist of a legendary Chinese novel. How could he suffer the slightest injustice?
Of course, this cruel world will soon teach them a lesson and let them know their own weight, but in this process, there are not already victims.
If you are lucky, you will naturally mature one day, but the prerequisite is not to directly offend people you cannot afford to offend.
"Insignia of Endless Truth? Academic Medal? What does that mean, Roland? I've never heard of it! He's just a scholar-mage who stays in the laboratory every day, and he dares not to sell our goods! My father/master/uncle is xxx!"
This is probably what those fools who come to their door think. They usually treat people with courtesy at first. If they find that the other person refuses to give in, they start throwing money at them. When they find that the money is of no use, they start to scream.
, and finally the threat of violent rage, which clearly reveals the domineering style of the local tyrants and squires in the feudal era.
Then Yawen will wield the dragon-slaying knife and teach them what the natural enemies of mages are - underground elves with full anti-magic points!
It is true that the gray elves' resistance to magic is not as good as that of the dark elves, but if they are faced with a group of rookies who have not mastered two levels of magic, there is actually no difference.
Of course, the beaten young men will not give up easily, and all kinds of revenge and minor troubles will follow. In the past few days, we have encountered four arsonists in a row. This is also what the law enforcers behind me have said to me.
One of the reasons why we are so anxious is that we can’t help but break the record of making trouble and also breaking the record of calling the police, especially those calls at one or two o’clock in the morning. This makes all the police officers and wizards very upset.
"Who is it again!!"
Well, judging from the explosive tone, it seems that the female inspector has entered menopause early.
"If two more incidents happen, our bonus for outstanding public security will be wiped out!!"
It seems that there is a more practical reason.
"The great grandson of Master Andri? Vice-president of the Sword of Order? Now, we are in a bit of trouble."
But soon, the report from her subordinates made her frown. In any case, a current controller of truth is definitely difficult to deal with. Even if he is not in the Tower of Clouds now, the relationship between the Sword of Order and the Blade of Arcane
It's not good in the first place. When the name was chosen, there was a sense of rivalry. It would be bad if it was handled improperly and caused problems between the two magician organizations.
Even though she has the moral bottom line of a law enforcer, she also knows that some things are difficult to do. Her identity as a disciplinary inspector is useful to the insiders of Arcane Blade. Small and medium-sized mage organizations will also pay for it, but other super large mages
The organization will not admit it, and with the strength of the Security Bureau alone, the mages will not pay the bill.
"Let me go, do you know who I am? My uncle is Adri!"
Even though he was tied tightly, the young master who looked like a little monkey was still very arrogant, and what was tied up with him, in addition to the arsonists' accomplices, was more of all kinds of fuel and gunpowder.
But many of those "comrades" are second-generation rookies who don't know the world.
The truth controller has a lot of face. Generally speaking, in this case, he will notify his elders to strictly discipline him, but here is a double-talented truth-level mage. It is hard to say whether he will calm down the trouble.
"That, Master Roland"
Although it was shameful, for Shirley, suppressing crises in her infancy was part of her job. She still had something to say, but the man in front of her who always lowered his head and apologized helplessly ignored her.
Instead, he lowered his head and spoke with a cold face.
"Yawen, Xiaohong232, are you injured?"
The gray-skinned elf shook his head, indicating that he had no big problem, but the knife wound on his arm actually had a rotten smell. The wound had become this bad just now. It was obviously a very deadly toxin, but it depends on the magic.
The treatment effect should not be a big problem.
"Father, wuwu. My hair is all burned."
The little wood spirit jumped over to complain, but Roland just touched the little wood spirit's head gently. Looking at the frustrated little girl with a piece of hair missing, even Shirley was very annoyed.
"What's the loss?"
"It was discovered in time, and the fire was put out quickly. There was no damage to the warehouse. The most seriously injured among our people was Yawen. However, the fire started in the kitchen, and the hired chef did not have time to escape."
Considering that they were going to open a store, "Thorn Garden" hired several local chefs. It seems that they are just ordinary people who have not escaped. Maybe these second-generation people even went so far as to silence them.
"According to the laws of Ain Rodant, what is the penalty for intentionally setting fire to cause death?"
Shirley was stunned for a moment, and looked at Roland who turned around, only to realize that when asked about herself as a law enforcer, her face, which was always smiling in the past, was a little more serious.
"According to the law, it should be hanging, but"
Those bright eyes suddenly dimmed. The next moment, they were like a black hole that swallowed everything. There was no anger or hatred, just like a machine without emotions. Seeing such eyes, Shirley's vest became cold, and her words of pleading were gone.
I can't say anything.
Suddenly, she remembered that she had checked the background of the person in front of her, but her immediate boss, an old antique who was regarded by her colleagues as an old fool, suddenly warned her with a serious face.
"Some people and some things are better not to know than to know. If you want to survive, there are some lines that should never be touched."
To be honest, when she just heard her old boss say this, Shirley was very disappointed, remembering that except for the two academic badges on the man's chest, there were no other merit badges. This was the case for an ordinary disciplinary inspector like herself.
It was very courageous to be so humble, and I felt more and more that the upper levels of the Cloud Tower were not as simple as I expected.
It was the old mage Charlie's insistence in the eyes of his colleagues that made it so smooth for the man in front of him to get people on time every day, but it also made Shirley unhappy with seeing this "bastard who got the highest academic medal through the back door".
And today I was struck by this pair of emotionless people
She stared with cold eyes, as if she was the criminal being escorted to the trial seat, like a frog being stared at by a snake, unable to move at all. Only then did she realize that she was probably wrong, and she had always thought of a man-eating tiger.
A docile domestic cat, this is definitely a super dangerous person.
"Oh, since the law stipulates hanging, then don't bother the Security Bureau, just hang them all on the spot."
Suddenly, as if the ruthlessness just now was an illusion. Roland smiled, still the kind man who always apologized helplessly, but the words he just said made Shirley feel like he was in a dream.
"Hanged? Hanged all? These are the descendants of more than a dozen magicians! One of them even involves the vice-president of the Sword of Order! This is not a lot of mage organizations that must be offended at once."
"Wait a minute, my uncle, I apologize, I will compensate you, you can't kill him!"
She still had the luck that it was just a threat. But soon, she discovered that the words of the man in front of her were not false. One by one, her subordinates took out a noose, put a noose around the necks of the arsonists, and dragged them out.
However, the miserable howls outside continued one after another, and then after reaching a peak, they all calmed down.
But when Shirley rushed out in a hurry and saw the scene in front of her, she took a deep breath.
Whether it was a tall centaur, a young knight, or a cute wood spirit, the execution was performed skillfully and silently. A set of rope buckles was pulled directly, and he was hung up from the tree. There was no pity, no nonsense. It was as if he was just dealing with the daily routine of the past.
"Hang them all at the door. Send the head of Andre's great-grandson to the Sword of Order headquarters and say, 'I'll wait for Andre himself to come and pick up the body from me.'"
Without even looking at the livid-faced disciplinary inspector, I kicked away the explosives, and sure enough I found a black crystal and some dark green vials among them.
"The black core crystal. As long as it is ignited, the entire street will be blown up. It's really cruel. The venom of the twin snakes will kill you when it splashes and touches it. This is what Yawen has on her arm."
From the beginning, I didn’t think these little guys could threaten me, but at this time, they not only broke through my magic defense, but also injured Yawen, who was at the golden peak. This was beyond the capabilities of a few useless people.
There must be someone behind the scenes, and their special status is obviously a test, to test how I will react to provocation, and to test whether I am still the same Yongye I used to be.
"Since you want Eternal Night? I'll give it to you. The consequences? What is it? Can it be eaten? My uncle is Andre? What a joke, since when did Andre dare to be arrogant in front of me?"
I know that this is both a temptation and a pressure. If I show weakness here, there will be plenty of trouble later.
"You don't even need to check the background, just come and kill them one by one."
And when Thorn Garden opened its doors the next day, it ushered in its worst performance since its opening. The "Sunny Day Dolls" hanging up one by one and the sinister wooden boards under their feet made most of the customers who had come to rush to buy stop.
forward.
But on the contrary, some old guys with honors on their chests were stunned for a moment at first, and then they were very happy that no one was competing for the position today. They walked into the store with a smile, and as they walked, they seemed to be looking at something interesting.
People were pointing and talking here.
"Oh, isn't this the little guy from the Harlem family?"
"Oh, how pitiful you are, being used as cannon fodder?"
"And that boy from the Andri family! Oh, there's something good to watch."
"What good show is there to watch? Do you think that old ghost dares to make trouble with Roland? Besides, is a great-grandson who is separated by many generations worth risking the lives of the whole family? He can only yell a few words at most."
And when Shirley returned to the security station in a daze, she realized that she had actually sat and watched the lynching take place. When she calmed down and was about to gather people to avoid more troublesome things, she was stopped by old Charlie.
"Don't worry, we can't do anything with our little strength. When he loses his temper, no one can stop him.",
Thinking of those cold eyes, Shirley could not remain silent this time. She instinctively felt that Charlie was right. As long as that man expected, he would probably do anything, and no one in the entire Cloud Tower could stop him.
She vaguely felt that Roland, who was always smiling playfully, had a ruler in his heart. If he did not touch the bottom line, he could be shameless and laugh with the little bastards who made trouble. But if he crossed that line, I'm afraid it would be...
He would kill the emperor of a country without hesitation.
"Who is he and why are you so afraid of him?"
This question has been asked many times. By this time, Shirley was no longer satisfied with the perfunctory answers before. If Charlie had been so perfunctory, she had even planned to go to the Arcane Blade headquarters to ask the presidents.
Many questioning eyes came to him, but old Charlie remained silent for a while, then he took out his pipe, lit it, and took a deep breath.
"Probably, he is the most dangerous mage in the entire Cloud Tower. No, it is also the most dangerous mage in the entire world. It is not convenient for me to say, but if you go home and ask the old guys over a hundred years old, you should know that
Men are not to be messed with."
"Archer Andre, who just returned to the Tower of Clouds, ran to the Thorn Garden angrily!"
The sudden news once again made the security bureau excited. This time old Charlie did not stop him. When they hurried there, they saw an incredible scene.
The demigod-level magician Andri was actually scolded by the young mage at the gate of the Thorn Garden, and he kept bowing his head and apologizing.
For Roland himself, the biggest trouble today was just the beginning. It was nothing to reprimand a junior student with whom he had some friendship in the past for casually stepping into a trap. He, a low-ranking student who had failed countless subjects, actually wanted to go there.
Being a teacher is the most critical difficulty. (To be continued~^~) r1052
