"My name is Frunzberg. You guessed it right. I am indeed a great magician." Frunzberg smiled and nodded, then raised a picture of Chris's drawing in his hand.
Drawing of an improved steam engine: "Did you draw this?"
"Part of it is, and the other part is drawn by Gurlo and Deans." Chris began to talk nonsense. He was afraid that if he admitted that he had drawn these drawings, the other party would kill him immediately and strangle industrial civilization in the cradle.
inside.
Ignoring Chris's lies, Frunzberg felt as if he was in a huge treasure house. He curiously looked at everything in the study and found that both the tools and the furnishings here were also different.
Well, they are all so pleasing to the eye.
"Oh, I'm sorry, this is my apprentice, William." Frunzberg pointed to William standing next to him, who had been wary of Chris, and introduced: "We are here to meet you.
, and then take you back to the Magic Empire together."
"I'm afraid my subjects don't want me to leave." Chris knew that things might be developing in a direction beyond his control, so he subconsciously tightened his grip on the pistol in his hand.
"You know nothing about us! Mr. Chris!" As if he heard something funny, Frunzberg laughed: "It will be good for the mortals here and yourself if you leave with me.
.”
"You treat me the same way! Don't you? Mr. Frunzberg?" Chris didn't know what his opponent's methods were, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
He didn't know whether the other party would make him fall asleep with just one look, or make the blood in his body boil with just one gesture.
Before time travel, he liked magic novels very much. He saw too many imagination-expanding things. Only in the world of industrial civilization, people's curiosity and desire for magic are really great.
It's hard for people to describe.
What if the two guys in front of me can use magic barriers to block bullets? What if the other party has some mass-destructive magic like Frozen Thousand Miles of Fire Blast?
Chris's mind quickly went through many terrible magics, as well as those familiar and powerful magicians: they can turn a pistol into a poisonous snake in an instant, and they can instantly vaporize everyone and objects around them with high temperature... Anyway,
He didn't know how powerful the two magicians in front of him were.
Therefore, he didn't even dare to raise the pistol in his hand, because he really didn't have any confidence that he could kill the two magicians who sneaked in before the two magicians jumped up to kill him.
"Come with me to the Holy Demon Empire and serve the Holy Demon Empire, and you will be able to get anything you want." Frunzberg pointed to the piles of drawings in the study and promised Chris: "Power and power
, status, women, money..."
"When you come back, the people here will worship you like a god! They will crawl at your feet." He took a step forward, got closer to Chris and said, "You will become the greatest scholar in the Holy Demon Empire.
, I can even guarantee that you can be on an equal footing with the great magician!"
"This is really a solicitation full of temptations." Chris subconsciously took a step back and kept a distance from Frentzberg: "However, I can already have everything you mentioned here."
"So... what about lifespan?" The great magician Frunzberg showed a confident look on his face, stared into Chris's eyes, and asked: "In the Holy Demon Empire, you can come into contact with the breath of magic. It
It can help you delay aging...live to 100 years old, or even longer."
"I
For him, it seems to be really more tempting.
Chris, whose heart was already pounding, was temporarily tempted to suppress his fear. He looked at the two magicians opposite and counterattacked: "It would be better for me to recruit you. I will give you what you want,
And you, how about being loyal to me?"
"Hehehehe." Frunzberg chuckled as if he heard something funny: "No mortal can control a mage! You actually want to get the allegiance of a great magician?"
Chris shook his head and said more confidently: "I think magicians are not gods. After you and I have chatted for so long, I am more and more sure of this... You are also human beings. Since you are human beings, then you are
If you have desires, tell me what you want, and maybe I can give it to you?"
Desire... this word feels a bit strange to Frunzberg. Of course he also has desire, but he has packaged this word into another more pleasant name: "ideal".
He was disturbed by the strange drawings and books in the room. For some reason, he really believed that the young man in front of him had the ability to help him realize his lifelong ideal.
"How dare you, a mortal, say that you can satisfy our desires?" Behind Frunzberg, William sneered and asked, "Just you? And these tattered drawings all over the wall?"
"What can magic give you?" Chris felt that even if he couldn't recruit the two magicians in front of him, it would still be worthwhile to get some news about the magical world.
So he asked about what he was interested in, what magic could actually bring to people: "Can magic kill people? Can it make people fly? That's all?"
"Magic allows us to get in touch with the true meaning of this world! It allows us to control the truth of this world!" Frunzberg, who was obviously more profound than William, answered.
"So can these drawings of mine!" Chris smiled and continued Frunzberg's words: "I can also use these to tell you the true meaning of the world. It is even closer to the truth than the theories you have been exposed to before.
Nature!"
Although it is indeed a bit too confident to talk about science being closer to the essence of things in a magical world. But Chris, who is now selling scientific views, can't care about so much. He must say enough about what he firmly believes in.
Only if you are good can you infect the other party.
"You are... crazy!" Frunzberg looked at Chris and gave what he thought was a fair comment: "Do you think these things of yours can also make a person fly?"
He had just heard Chris talking about flying, and now he continued to follow Chris's topic. This was induced by Chris, but he didn't know it yet. After all, it can make people fly in the sky.
For a magician, this is also an amazing thing.
A great magician can fly into the sky, but it will waste too much mana. Doing so is not worth the gain, so most magicians prefer to act on the ground.
This is also the reason why the Holy Demon Empire formed a dragon knight force to allow the dragon knights to complete aerial combat missions: those magical creatures can fly in the sky better and are much more convenient than humans.
"It's not difficult for people to fly in the sky." Chris looked at the other person and said confidently. He had no reason not to be confident, because as long as this planet still has its own atmosphere, as long as it still meets the basic earth's atmospheric conditions, then he has
How to make people fly in the sky.
Not only that, he can also let hundreds of people fly into the sky together. As long as he can produce a large civil aviation aircraft, it is not something worth making a fuss about with 300 people on board.
"Nonsense! Talking nonsense!" William was already a little impatient. He stared at Chris, always feeling that Chris was brewing some conspiracy. However, he did not get the teacher's permission, and he did not use magic immediately.
Chris glanced at the irritable William, ignored the other party's provocation, and continued to say to Frentzberg: "Magic can kill people, we all know... But, can you kill me in one breath? I
The technology works!”
He was testing, he was testing the opponent's attack speed, or preparation time. If the opponent couldn't kill Chris immediately, then he would have time to struggle. He hid the test in his words and threw it to the opponent.
"I can't kill you in one breath, I admit that, but you said you can kill us in one breath, which is a bit too confident." Frunzberg didn't realize that he had exposed a lot.
Thing still answered Chris’s words very honestly.
From the moment he entered the house to now, he has been looking at Chris and found that the other person did not lean towards the sword hanging on the wall, so he still firmly believed that the current Chris was a mortal who had no ability to fight back and let him take advantage of him.
Once Chris wants to rush towards him, he can wrap his hands with flames. No one dares to touch the flames to deal with the opponent's close attacks, so no one can provoke a magician in close combat.
Chris breathed a sigh of relief: since the other party couldn't kill him within two seconds, he had a chance to fight back. The magic that can evaporate others with just one look does not seem to exist in this world.
So he finally felt that fate was back in his hands, and it was a very comfortable feeling.
The next second, Chris showed his pistol from behind, pointed the black muzzle at the two magicians in the room, and said: "Look... now, I don't need a breath, I just need
In the blink of an eye, I can cause trouble for you two."
