my age of magic

Chapter 620 119. Booty

He took out a 'Spa' scroll from his magic pocket, and was about to tear it open, thinking that the battle was over, it would be a waste to use the scroll at this time, so he hesitated, put the scroll back into the magic pocket, and endured the pain Quickly drew a magic pattern circle in front of myself, that pair of magic pattern circle turned into a mist and enveloped me, and the crisp sound of "rustling rustle" sounded above my head.

A strong breath of life injected into my body, and I confirmed that the wound on the back of my body was healing little by little. I knew that the wound must not have been poisoned, and hadn't pierced my heart. The assassin missed it in a hurry, so I was relieved. .

Then I tried to move my arm a lot. I felt that the injury was not that serious, so I stood up with difficulty and stared at Louis. Louis found that I was looking at him, looked back at me, and then looked at him intently. Looking at the corpse.

I said to Luis next to me in a slightly sarcastic tone: "Hey, Luis, what did you say that everything has been arranged, why did you fall into someone's trick so easily, Luis, what can you gain from your side?" ?"

"Ahem!" Louis was speechless after my sarcasm, he could only touch his nose in embarrassment, and then said: "There are still some, catch the dead man who is responsible for leading us away!"

I asked curiously: "Dead man?"

Louis showed a look of regret on his face, and then said with some embarrassment: "That's right, after our people trapped him in a narrow alley, the man stabbed himself in the heart with a sword when he found that he couldn't escape. died!"

Later, he seemed a little unwilling to ask me again: "Did you really solve this 'Dream Maker' assassin by yourself?"

"Is there a problem?" I smiled at him.

Louis stroked the thick stubble on his chin, and said with deep conviction: "I'm just thinking now, is it because the 'dream maker''s assassination skills are too poor, or is it too bad luck to assassinate a second-level man?" It's really unbelievable that the car overturned when I was a magician!"

Then, he said to me again: "I think you people from the north are born to be combat personnel. Once you understand this matter, I will go to Sloit once and recruit some real warriors."

Louis seems to have fallen into a misunderstanding, thinking that the environment in Sloit Province has created me now, and in this way, his impression of other northerners has also improved a lot.

I was afraid that this subjective idea would be planted too deeply in his mind, which would affect his judgment in the future, so I had to pour some cold water on him, hoping that he would be calmer and more sober, so I said to him: "Our Sloiter People, not everyone is brave and warlike. The reason why I can win is because I happen to have a lot of magic scrolls in my magic pocket. I just used the magic scrolls to turn this place into my home field. He was smashed to death with magic crystals shining with magic light!"

"Haven't you heard the famous saying: Never try to challenge the magician who guards the warehouse of magic scrolls, never challenge the fire magician by the lava pool, don't challenge the water magician by the lake in the early morning, and don't challenge the next door desert Earth magicians, don't be disrespectful to wind magicians on the day when the tornado strikes, these are of course some experience."

I pointed to the unmelted frost and snow around me, and said to Louis: "Although this is not the lakeside in the early morning, I use a magic scroll to turn this place into a snowy area, and the power of ice magic skills will increase a lot. This is the key to victory." The essential."

In order to prove that it was true, I casually stretched out a finger, and an ice crystal condensed on the fingertip, floating in the palm of my hand, and kept spinning, crystal clear.

Louis patted me on the shoulder and said appreciatively, "Good job!"

In fact, what I said is not an exaggeration at all. This victory has a lot to do with those dozens of magic scrolls. This can almost be said to be a victory with money. For this victory, I have to invest at least one magic crystal. If a piece of magic crystal is equivalent to the income of an ordinary civilian who works day and night for two years without eating or drinking.

Actually speaking, some battle victories are hard-won, but some battle victories come very easily.

You only need to throw out a lot of gold coins, spend money on things that cannot be solved, and keep it until the end of the battle. The battle is so easy to win.

If the cost of killing a person was so high on the front line of the Grimm Empire, then one battle would be enough to bring down the entire empire.

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Seeing the tired look on my pale face, the blood stained on the magic robe all over my body, the blood stains on the chest of the magic robe, and the foot-long gash on the left side of the robe, Louis finally felt the need to take me away. Get into the carriage and take a rest.

But I didn't give up the opportunity to search for the assassin's loot.

Of course, it is best to do these things in front of Louis, at least he can prove my innocence, and I will not take anything except the spoils I deserve.

Sensitive items on the assassin's body to prove his identity.It is what the Magic Guild desperately wants, and what the Magic Guild can't tolerate the most is that someone dares to swallow those things privately.

For such a senior member of the Black Magic Retreat, I think the Magic Guild must want to chop his body into pieces and study it carefully.

Opening the assassin's magic backpack, he found that there was nothing valuable, and he was wearing all the valuable things on his body. The magic leather armor that could hide the body's breath in the dark was like pieces of rags stitched together. , feels like a black mummy suit, as ugly as it gets.

Louis said to me: This is sewn from the peeled skin of a kind of Warcraft stonefish that lives on the seabed. Toxin, as long as it comes into contact with blood, it will poison people quickly, so it is also considered a very precious leather armor.

But I pulled the tattered leather armor in disgust, and then set my sights on the kukri held in the assassin's hand. This thing was really made for the assassin.The blade of the kooki knife is very special. The blade is curved inward, and looks more like a sickle with a short handle. The whole blade of the kooki knife is dull, but it is extremely sharp.

If it wasn't for the effect of a layer of 'petrified skin' on my hands at that time, I am afraid that my fingers would have been cut off directly.

I happily picked up the kukri, and then rubbed it against the assassin, wiping off the coagulated blood on the knife, but I was a little embarrassed to think of it, the blood seemed to be mine.Then I found a sharkskin leather scabbard on the assassin. It seems that this knife must be a famous knife, and the craftsmanship is very sophisticated.

Seeing me unceremoniously put the kukri into my pocket, Louis hesitated to speak, and simply handed me the short dagger in his hand, and then said to me: "Here, here's another one !"

"Hey, thank you very much!"

I took the short dagger with a smile, and carefully looked at the short dagger with a blade less than fifteen centimeters. The entire blade was refined from a piece of magical black iron, and there was only one magic rune engraved on the entire blade. That is the 'sharpness' rune, a magic rune of 'sharp attribute' that can make a dagger cut through gold and stone.

No wonder the dagger pierced into the stone skin of my back as easily as tofu. It turned out that not only the dagger itself was sharp, but the whole dagger was actually 'enchanted'.

This dagger is much bigger than my personal skinning knife, and it is short and compact, which is very suitable for carrying around.

So, I untied the small skinning knife tied to my thigh, and directly inserted the short dagger into the knife magazine of the skinning knife, and moved it casually without any scratches, which was very suitable.

Then I took out a black magic book from the assassin's arms, and when I opened the first page, my face changed.

"Hypnosis"

It turned out to be a rare magic skill book like 'Hypnotism'.

Seeing my serious face, Louis leaned over curiously, looked at the magic book, and asked me with some doubts: "Is this book a black magic skill book?"

I shook my head and unfolded the magic book for him to read.

"I don't know Old Elvish!" he said bluntly.

I had no choice but to explain the written text to him: "This is a magic skill book of 'hypnosis', it can be regarded as a general-purpose magic book, if you have to classify it, it should be regarded as an alternative magic that consumes mental energy. And it's very rare, even the Royal Academy of Magic doesn't have the basics, anyway, there are no such rare books on the first floor of the library."

"Why don't you put it away quickly? Don't you understand if you don't expose your wealth?" Louis glanced at the magic book again, then put his arm around my shoulder and said, "As long as it doesn't get 'black', all the trophies on this assassin will In principle, they all belong to you, so hurry up and tidy them up, I reckon those knights from the guard battalion are coming soon, we are majestic magician nobles, we must look more elegant when eating."

"Looking back, we'll hand over this rebellious heretic from the Black Magic Priory to them, and we'll complete the task tonight." Louis carefully tidied up the messy corpse of the assassin, and then rolled it to the side, watching Picking up the assassin's head, which looked like a purple cabbage, and placed it beside the headless corpse, he gracefully took out a white silk from his bosom, wiped the blood stains on his hand again and again, and casually Drop on the ground.

Speechlessly, I glanced at the big hole that had been smashed out on the street, and thought to myself: Apart from creating a big hole on this flat road, Louis has no other contribution to come here.

Obviously, Louis didn't think so. He sat beside the carriage and said proudly: "It seems that my analysis is really correct. This assassin has a deep obsession with you, and he would rather sacrifice one of his companions. I am also determined to assassinate you!"

A group of knights galloped in the dark night, the sound of horseshoes sounded from a distance, and gradually became clearer, and the sound of stepping on the bluestone slab was very clear and sweet.

Those black scaled horses showed the noble identities of the knights. Sure enough, these people were not the ranger archers who had just hidden in the woods. These knights were all wearing armor forged from magical black iron, and they looked majestic and majestic on the tall scaled horses. , but with the kind of ruffian on his face, it seems that no matter which city he is in, the coquettish posture of these guard knights remains the same.

Their original arrogant attitude on horseback changed 72 degrees when they saw Louis wearing silver armor and the Order of the Royal Lion and Eagle Knights.

The knights of the guard battalion looked at the traces of melting ice and snow on the street, and then their eyes fell on me. Seeing the presence of the sorcerer, some nervous expressions were obviously eased.

Those master knights didn't pay too much attention to the corpse lying on the bluestone slab, but walked directly in front of Louis and gave a standard military salute, but against the background of their protruding beer bellies, it seemed Not so handsome, one of the lieutenant knight commanders in the guard battalion stood up and said to Louis: "Sir, Lieutenant Jiali of the Seventh Brigade of the Imperial Guard Battalion salutes you!"

The way Louis spoke with a straight face was still very majestic. He had a superior temperament in his bones, which was slowly formed by the young people who lived in a wealthy family from childhood.

I saw him say this to the knights of the guard battalion: "Very well, since you are here, I will leave the follow-up to you. My friends and I have to rush to the Tower of Pride, where there is an academic research We are waiting for this Jijia magician. Later, people from the Magic Guild should receive the body of this heretic from the Black Magic Priory, before that, please protect the scene."

It seems that one thing is one thing, this principle is eternal, the knights of the Guard Battalion Knights seem to be very afraid of these Royal Guards.

"Follow your orders!" The lieutenant knight commander said respectfully to Louis with a low posture.

Louis thought for a while, then took out a gold coin from his pocket and stuffed it into the lieutenant's palm, and then said with a calm expression: "Before I leave, I have one thing to ask you, this magic caravan will be kept as physical evidence at the scene. Come down, please take good care of this scaled horse. This operation to round up the heretics of the Black Magic Priory was planned by the Royal Griffin Knights, so tomorrow our Lord Chief will personally negotiate with the adults of the Magic Guild. Before that, please take good care of this army horse!"

"This is our duty, sir." The lieutenant knight commander had joy in his eyes, and concealed the hand holding the gold coin into his sleeve.

Louis and I walked out of this secluded street. Along the way, we met several waves of knights from the guard battalion in a hurry. They behaved almost the same after seeing Louis. They all seemed very respectful. After a little vigilance, I repeatedly confirmed that Louis was not coerced by me before we were allowed to leave.

A magic caravan was waiting for us at the corner of the main street. Louis helped me, who was a little weak, into the magic caravan, then bent down and got into the car, and said to the driver: "Take us to the Tower of Pride, over there There are still a group of little guys waiting for us!"

I was sitting on the soft chair in the caravan, the blue crystal stone drum totem was emitting a faint light around me, the mana in the magic pool was recovering quickly little by little, the caravan shook slightly twice, and began to move slowly, Then it became faster and faster, passing through the silent long street at high speed, galloping towards the Tower of Pride...

(End of this chapter)