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48 first meeting

The two uninvited mages walked on the crowded street, just like two scholars who came for sightseeing. They walked leisurely on the street, full of curiosity about everything.

In fact, everyone who comes to Elland Hill for the first time, or everyone who comes to Seris City for the first time, will have a sense of shock that Grandma Liu has entered the Grand View Garden. Maybe the novel things they have seen in their lives are all

There are not so many in front of you.

Here are the best shock-absorbing devices for carriages, here are the majestic BMWs on the grassland, here are magical liquids that can emit fragrance, and here are fine porcelain as white and smooth as women's skin.

Even though he was a well-informed great magician, Frunzberg, this time he could only lament that he was as ignorant as a frog in a well. He was very curious about everything, and even saw groups of noisy children in school uniforms.

They all came forward and asked a few questions.

At the city gate, they saw handsome guards dressed in neat military uniforms and armed belts, carrying strange fire sticks. They also saw a strange device covered by canvas on the top of the city, which looked very dangerous at first glance.

It was a 30mm caliber high-level dual-purpose cannon installed on a fixed turret on the city wall. These weapons were placed to prevent the dragon from causing damage to the city. The people responsible for these artillery were the city's air defense force, which was under the jurisdiction of the air force.

Although there is still some distance between them and airplanes, Chris decided to form his own air force. The current function of the air force is air defense, and it is responsible for the management and control of anti-aircraft guns installed near cities and factory areas.

Now, Frunzberg stood outside the gate of the original city lord's palace, which was the core of Seris Castle. He looked at the Irish Guards standing on both sides of the suspension bridge and sighed: "Only a fool would believe it.

, a country that can produce so many things that it has never seen before in a short period of time will stagnate in terms of weapons of war."

"Not to mention anything else, just because they don't have that kind of terrifying cannon deployed in their castle, I feel that that thing here in Ireland is definitely not a high-end weapon." William also felt that he had a feeling.

The feeling of being cheated.

Originally, giving one's trump card to the opponent for free was a very suspicious thing. Now it seems that the weapon called the red cannon is definitely not Alan Hill's trump card.

Frunzberg thought of what he had seen along the way and said: "I have only seen Ailan Hill's matches and some other small things before. Now, I can actually see here a machine that can operate automatically."

Machine, saw a steel monster that can lift thousands of pounds..."

"Those mortal idiots in the Arant Empire actually think that in such a country, their weapons would only be that simple! Ridiculous..." After hearing what his teacher said, William could only sigh.

"We were deceived! Have you seen the door of that castle? The soldiers standing guard there are not using spears! They are not even equipped with armor! What makes them have such confidence? They don't even have life-saving armor.

Have you given up?" Frunzberg narrowed his eyes, feeling angry that he had been fooled.

He stared at the guards standing guard, and had murderous intentions towards the Archduke of Airanhir who he had not yet met: "Moreover, they don't even have a long weapon except the sword... This is wrong, this is definitely not defense.

Relax..."

From the state of the soldiers standing guard, Frunzberg could feel the seriousness and caution of the other party. This was not a state of lax defense and absentmindedness, and it even caused some pressure on him.

For a magician, this kind of situation is rare. This is a mortal empire. According to common sense, no matter how cautious the defense here is, it cannot cause a sense of oppression to a great magician.

But in fact, this kind of pressure did exist, which made Frentzberg a little hesitant. He really didn't dare to step forward easily to test the guards who seemed to be impossible to pose a threat to him.

"Or, their secret is in the cowhide triangle case around the waist! There is a strange thing made of metal there. I have never seen a soldier wearing such a thing..." William looked at both sides of the suspension bridge carefully.

The guards saw the revolvers on their belts.

Frunzberg also agreed with his point of view, because he also felt that the contents of the holster worn by the guards were dangerous: "Perhaps, this thing is the reason why they gave up their armor and gave up their spears! If possible,

We should figure out what that thing is for!"

"It's too dangerous!" William thought for a moment and felt that there seemed to be a lot of variables in fighting all the way in from the door. The opponent's defense was really not weak. If some weird weapons appeared, the two of them might die.

The danger here.

Frunzberg thought much more profoundly than William. He nodded and agreed with William's words: "Yes, it is too dangerous! If these people are allowed to develop like this, the dominance of the Magic Empire may be lost.

Shake it."

Hearing that this mortal country might threaten the Holy Demon Empire, William couldn't sit still. He thought for a while and said to his teacher: "Then we should destroy this place! Kill their leader and destroy it.

Everything here.”

"You are right. We should take action... However, I want to see the leader here. I always have a hunch that such a person will give me an unlimited future. I feel that I have never been like this

It's an exciting feeling to be close to the truth." Frunzberg was a little unwilling, hesitant to take action.

"Okay, teacher, let's do it safely at night and sneak directly into this castle...and then see what kind of person this person is." William said to Frunzberg.

Frunzberg nodded and agreed to the plan: "If he is dangerous, we will eliminate him and destroy everything here. If he is willing to share everything about him with us, then we will bring him back to the Holy Demon

Go to the Empire!”

Chris, who was letting himself go in his study, didn't know that a magician was already a few hundred meters away, planning to kidnap him. He was in the newly appropriated study, working on the future of Ellenhill.

.

Copying textbooks is not an easy task. You have to write them word by word. The original elementary school textbooks and junior high school textbooks are very simple, but high school textbooks and college textbooks are completely different.

Just the increase in the number of words has already given Chris a headache. He has no way to directly impart his knowledge to another person and let the other person do it for him. He can only take the trouble to use his rest time to expand this

The world’s book reserves.

"Can you believe it? I don't even know what nonsense I am writing." Chris joked while completing the advanced mathematics in front of him without raising his head. He heard the sound of the door opening and thought he was coming in.

It's Desire or Waggron.

After all, there are many people who can break into his study without knocking. Sometimes Gurlo is too excited and forgets to knock on the door. Everyone is very familiar with their Grand Duke, he is approachable and

He is a very pragmatic monarch who doesn't care about false etiquette.

The other party didn't speak, and seemed to be attracted by something. After a while, a voice suddenly came out, an old and unfamiliar voice that made the hair on Chris' body stand up: "This drawing is really beautiful!

More beautiful than any work of art! It’s simply, simply a miracle.”

Chris suddenly looked up and saw an old man wearing an ordinary robe, standing in front of his bookshelf, pulling a huge drawing and looking at the three-sided drawings of the parts on it.

Next to the old man, a young man stood respectfully, as if he were a follower, but the dangerous aura exuding from him was no weaker than that of the old man.

Chris put down the delicate charcoal in his hand and stared at the two people in front of him with a pair of sharp eyes. He knew that the other party was definitely not an easy character to deal with. The person standing here without alerting so many guards outside was definitely not superficial.

It looks so simple.

Magicians? It seems so! But what exactly are these two dangerous magicians here to do? Whether they are brought by the Arantian Empire to deal with Ailanthir, Chris doesn't know. What's going on in his mind right now

What I was thinking about was how to protect myself and survive safely.

The good news is that his pistol is hanging behind the chair, and there are 6 bullets in it that are enough to kill an ordinary person! Now Chris regrets it a little. When he faced two dangerous magicians alone, he

I regret why I used 9mm pistol bullets.

If he had known about today's situation, if he had known that those magicians could easily break through the warning line and come to talk and laugh in front of him, he would have been more willing to issue himself a .45 caliber revolver, or simply get a desert gun

The eagle feels more at ease.

Anyway, those pistols that can kill elephants can give Chris more confidence when facing the magician alone.

The good news is that the other party didn't point a pistol at his head and shout "Don't move" that made him laugh or cry. Now he can at least move his body and pretend not to care.

"You are very calm! Maybe you don't realize what you are facing." Frunzberg praised Chris who moved his body slowly: "But you are calmer than the mortal monarchs I have seen.

"

"I know, you may be magicians, very powerful ones." Chris put his hand behind his back and pulled out the pistol from the holster. The smile on his face finally became more natural, and he answered: "No.

When we meet, let me introduce myself, my name is Alan Hill Chris!"——

After not shouting for several days, Long Ling had to raise his voice again and ask for everyone's recommendation votes, rewards, collections, book reviews...

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