The midday sun dispelled the cold, and the noble young man sitting in the carriage looked at the Miracle Plains boredly. Although this was his first time participating in a mercenary mission, he was not excited at all.
As the son of an earl, he should have left everything to the family to handle. All he had to do was sit in a stone room and wait to inherit the title.
But his eldest brother has won many awards in the Douqi Legion over the years, and there are even rumors that he will soon be appointed as the adjutant of the new regiment.
Therefore, in a family meeting, his father decided to cancel his plan to join the Imperial Legion and instead ordered him to form a mercenary group.
The meaning of this decision is obviously to choose the heir to the earlship. There are only two roads in front of him, either to run away from home, or to choose to endure.
"Is the Douqi Legion so idle? Why don't we start a fight with the Principality of Xisai? It would be perfect if my eldest brother dies on the battlefield." The noble young man thought.
Yawning continuously, although he is called the leader of the mercenary group, his four subordinates are the masters of the family. The noble young man has no complaints about this, he just wants to eat and die.
However, just when he was bored, he noticed the nomadic tribe in the distance. He grinned resentfully and immediately ordered the carriage to change direction.
No matter how you say it, you are still the son of an earl. Although only the virtual shell is left now, you can still bully and bully those "indigenous savages".
Boom and Rikka, who were about to leave, also stopped. They stood in the crowd and looked at the people coming with some curiosity.
"Welcome to your arrival, Your Excellency the Mage, I wonder what the purpose of your visit is?" Although the patriarch said this, his brows furrowed together.
"What's the matter? We were just passing by. We happened to be tired, so we came to have something to eat." The noble young man looked at each other arrogantly, his eyes full of disdain.
However, at this moment, a child quietly approached him. He hugged the noble young man's thigh and kept sniffing something.
"Wow, big brother, you smell so good. It's hyacinth, right?" The child looked up and asked with a smile, his little face full of innocence.
But what responded to him was neither recognition nor indifference, but the right foot of an adult. The child was kicked away by the aristocratic young man and hit a wooden stake directly.
"Damn it, how dare you touch the nobles with dirty hands! Come on, chop off his hands!" The noble young man gave the order, and the four mid-level warriors behind him drew their weapons.
"Sir, calm down, calm down! He is just a child. There are some gold coins here, and they are all used as compensation for the clothes we gave you."
Upon hearing this, the clan leader hurriedly took out all his belongings and walked quickly to the other party. In his heart, if the money was gone, he could make more money, but those children were the future of the clan, so how could he give up so easily?
"Gold coins? Are you insulting me?" The noble young man looked at the money bag in the other person's hand, and instantly thought of his father's face.
Reluctance, despair, confusion, and fear. The haze that has not yet dissipated emerged from the bottom of my heart again, and eventually continued to expand, as if it was about to come out of the body.
He slowly took out his wand, and saw a huge cyan magic crystal inlaid on it, which was the gift given to him by his family when he became an intermediate magician.
The magic fluorescence flickers on and off like breathing, and the fragrance of hyacinth spreads instantly with the dancing of the robe. But just when the noble young man was about to recite the incantation, a pile of wet cow dung appeared out of thin air.
Bang! I saw this smelly cow dung, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and finally hit the noble young man in the face.
The originally noisy nomadic tribe fell silent instantly. Boom sighed and walked out of the crowd first. Rikka, who followed closely behind, picked up another pile of cow dung.
"I apologize for my sister's rude behavior, your distinguished magician." Boom said calmly.
"Apologise? Use your life to forgive!" After wiping it clean, the noble young man quickly chanted a mantra.
"The sharp-tailed swift, the eye of the sickle and weasel, the blood lines all over the body, the tiny wind eyes everywhere, cut at high speed in my name!"
More than a dozen light blue wind caves appeared out of thin air, and they screamed continuously, vaguely revealing danger. Rikka, who wanted to take action, was blocked by Boom, and was immediately pushed into the crowd.
Rikka knew what her brother meant. In this situation, the two of them must ensure that one of them is hiding in the dark and ready to rescue at any time.
"Twelve palace bombs! Twelve palace bombs!" Boom's voice sounded immediately, but there were two voices.
He really wanted to try the power of ventriloquism to see if it could meet his expectations. As for space spells, they could never be cast in front of so many people.
The top of the black wooden staff was constantly flashing with fluorescent light, and twenty-four fireballs instantly appeared around Boom. And they appeared in pairs, just like twelve pairs of lovers.
They rushed into the wind cave at high speed, and a moment later, they died together with each other. As for the remaining seven or eight fireballs, they had already been fired at the noble young man.
"Invisible mist, yellow dragon tail needle, swirling air current, blowing away all threatening oaths, in my name, hurricane armor!"
The noble young man's face changed greatly when he saw this, but he still completed his defensive spell. The high-speed rotating hurricane barrier wrapped around his body, trying to prevent those fireballs from approaching.
"Explode!" Boom spat out two words coldly, and then two of the fireballs exploded instantly as if they were alive.
This sudden change caught the noble young man off guard, causing a gap in the hurricane armor. It was not until this moment that three of the four mid-level warriors came to their senses and launched fighting spirit slashes one after another.
The smoke dissipated, and Boom stood there as if nothing was wrong, but the noble young man no longer had the arrogance he had before. Now his face was covered with dirt, and even his robe had turned into strips of cloth.
"Boy... boy, how dare you openly beat the nobles, I will kill you! Kill you!" Although the noble young man collapsed on the ground, there was no fear in his words.
Boom, who was about to say something, was interrupted by the rapid sound of horse hooves. More than thirty people were seen running from the direction of the Imperial Legion, and the missing mid-level soldier was among them.
"That's him, that damn magician!" The mid-level warrior pointed at Boom and told the whole story in an embellished way.
As for the noble young man, he directly revealed his identity as the son of an earl, and also took out a token from his storage bag, which was a token proving his family.
"It doesn't matter what you say about what is right or wrong, and it doesn't matter what I say. Come on, arrest this magician!" The leading officer glanced at the noble young man and said calmly.
He also comes from a poor background, and everything he has today is achieved through his own efforts. Therefore, he despises this kind of waste from the bottom of his heart, let alone a waste that has been beaten to pieces.
However, as a member of the Imperial Legion, he also has the responsibility to protect the nobles. Therefore, he cannot let Boom go, let alone let him escape from under his nose.
"I order you to leave the Miracle Plain before dawn tomorrow, otherwise you will be punished as an accomplice." The officer turned to look at the leader of the nomadic tribe and said.
"As for you, follow me back to Aogu City. Whether you can survive in the dark prison depends on your life." The officer waved his hand, and then everyone ran towards Aogu City.
