my age of magic

Chapter 622 121. Lion Heart
"You want to challenge me?" Quentin narrowed his eyes, rolled his lips, revealing his white teeth and scarlet gums, his face was distorted, and his face was as ferocious as a young lion roaring angrily at me: "Just You want to challenge me too? Do you know who I am?"

A noble boy standing next to Quentin immediately reminded Quentin who was in a rage: "A second-level magician wants to challenge a ninth-level magic apprentice. According to the rules among nobles, if a high-level magician wants to challenge a low-level magician , You need to defeat the subordinates of the weaker side first, Quentin, those subordinates of yours are all strong, do you still need to be afraid of him?"

"There are such wonderful rules?" Quentin stretched his neck very long, and his black smoky makeup made his eyes look a little scary.

He looked at the companion beside him in astonishment, and the noble boy said immediately, "Of course, I found it after looking through the codes of the Grimm Empire for a long time. This is a very ancient tradition of the Grimm Empire."

Quentin's eyes suddenly became extremely bright, and he asked me with an exaggerated smile, "You want to challenge me yourself?"

Without waiting for any answer from me, I raised my head very comfortably, like a poet reciting a poem, raised my head high, and said narcissistically: "Yes, but according to the rules, you must accept one condition from me. If you can agree, then I will agree to you, and then the time and place can be arranged by you!"

"But if you don't dare..." Quentin suddenly changed the subject, his tone became extremely cold, he stared into my eyes, turned against the customer, and said to me in a slightly mocking tone: "...then you don't Blame me for not giving you a chance!"

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, thinking to myself: It's really on the road!

"Okay!" I held back a little before agreeing to Quentin's request.

Taking a step forward, I stared into Quentin's eyes and said to him calmly: "What are the conditions, tell me and I'll listen."

After all, Quentin was just a young man who hadn’t participated in the coming-of-age ceremony. When he saw me approaching him suddenly, he was startled, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he took a few steps back, but he said forcefully: "As long as you can defeat any of my subordinates, I will accept your challenge."

After finishing speaking, Quentin waved his hand to the back, and several followers standing behind him walked out of the crowd one after another, and stood in front of Quentin to form a human wall.

Among these retinues are fighters, rangers, and archers. Most of them are fighters, and behind them, you can vaguely see 'power', like an invisible aura, guarding their backs. Everyone is very strong, and their eyes don't fluctuate too much, it can be seen that they are all experienced fighters.

Rengar was standing there, I deliberately didn't look at him, but there was a trace of guard in his eyes, watching me secretly vigilantly.

From the look on his face, he knew I had recognized him.

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Just when I was about to choose the subordinate I wanted to challenge, Louis pulled my arm behind me.

"Hey, Ji Jia, you have to think about it, how could that fellow Quentin make it easy for you to complete the conditions? According to the rules, you have to fight with his subordinates. Ryan Busman gave The retinues he arranged are all the most outstanding young fighters of the Busman family, and their real strength is at least the fighters who have completed their first job change, you can't beat them." Louis persuaded me from behind .

I glanced back at Louis gratefully, but didn't listen to Louis' advice.

Stubbornly said to Louis: "However, I still want to give it a try. If I can get away with it, I promise, I can beat this guy so hard that even his mother can't recognize him!"

Quentin was completely irritated by my words, he pointed at me, and said to me with a distorted face: "I want to see if you were beaten and cried for your father and mother and were carried away, or if you can survive until the end Challenge me!"

Then he said to those followers: "Stand forward, and let the great magician of Jijia pick carefully and carefully, pick carefully!"

Although his face was full of anger, there was still a slight cold light in his eyes. He watched me secretly. Obviously, he was concerned about the fight that happened in front of the restaurant near the Imperial Capital Junior Magic Academy last time. , I still have lingering fears.

I saw that he was suspicious and worried that he would back down halfway, so I decided to add another firewood to him, so I pretended to look at the shield warrior standing in the front wearing a full-covered heavy armor, frowning slightly , When I caught sight of the liger Rengar, I glanced at him cautiously, with a hint of hesitation on my face, this subtle expression was completely noticed by Quentin.

Then, I said: "As for the subordinate who will fight with me, I will choose one of them. The servant who will fight with me does not need to be appointed by you, right?"

When Quentin saw what I said, the uncertainty in the words gave him an opportunity, so he immediately changed his words and said: "Of course I appointed, but I will choose the weakest one among my followers. , let him treat you well!"

At this moment, he looked a little arrogant and arrogant.

I deliberately pretended to hesitate for a while, frowned, and said to him with a slightly unnatural expression: "Those constructed knights or orc warriors won't participate, right?"

"Construct knights? They...Of course, they also belong to my entourage and should accept my dispatch!" Quentin said very proudly. He was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that I had clearly reminded him at this time. Yes, among them, the most powerful fighters are still those constructed knights after all.

Quentin raised his head, just about to assign a constructed knight to compete with me, but found that none of the constructed knights behind him stepped forward, and they all stood silently at the back of the team.

Seeing such a scene, Quentin looked very unhappy. He raised his eyebrows and asked one of the constructed knights loudly: "Captain Tony, why didn't you stand up with your knights? Don't you want to Work for me?"

...Of course I know that these constructed knights cannot be dispatched by Quentin, because they are all knights under Duke Ryan. These knights abide by the spirit of knights, and in their hearts, they will only Acknowledging the dispatch and assignment of Duke Ryan alone, the constructed knights have great strength, and it is absolutely impossible for them to accept Quentin's command. Unless Duke Ryan died unfortunately, these knights would be able to declare their allegiance to Bruce again. The new Duke of the Siman family, but even then, there will be some constructed knights who will take the opportunity to announce their retirement.

I am sure, with Quentin's current reputation and ability, it is impossible to be recognized by these constructed knights.

Sure enough, one of the constructed knights standing at the back of the team said in a nonchalant manner: "Master Quentin, what Duke Ryan ordered us is to ensure your safety, and we are inconvenient for other matters." participate!"

Obviously, the knight commander was not interested in Quentin at all, and he unceremoniously rejected Quentin's request, and Quentin really seemed to have nothing to do with the Tony knight commander.

A trace of anger flashed in Quentin's eyes immediately, but he tried not to show it.

... At this time, the seed I just bought in Quentin's heart slowly began to grow new shoots. That's right, I just vaguely said that I don't want to be with these constructed knights and those Quentin obviously couldn't command these constructed knights.

Well, among these retinues, the only one I showed timidity just now is an orc warrior of the liger clan——Rengar.

Quentin hesitated for a moment, looked at the others with resentful eyes, and no longer asked those constructed knights who were watching the fun to come out again and accept his dispatch. When Quentin's eyes fell on the liger Ren On Gal's body, the little seed that was just planted in Quentin's heart finally germinated. Quentin's eyes suddenly became very bright, and he looked at Rengar without blinking.

Quentin laughed and looked at me, then looked at Rengar commandingly.

Rengar, who was standing among the entourage, looked at me deeply. His two jewel-like pupils, one red and one green, showed a deep sense of guard. At this time, he was the most sober person. , There was a hint of enlightenment in his eyes when he looked at me, he finally understood a little bit, I deliberately went around in this big circle, but in fact the ultimate goal was him.

Rengar stood among the followers, but he didn't come out under the signal of Quentin's eyes.

This put Quentin on the verge of rage immediately. He raised his eyebrows, stared fiercely at Rengar, and shouted loudly: "Rengar, what are you dawdling about!"

The entourage at the side pushed Rengar lightly, signaling him to obey Quentin's order.

Rengar looked at me vigilantly, but the gaze in his two-color pupils was extremely aggressive, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

Standing behind the crowd, Quentin ordered to Rengar, "Go, take me to a battle with Wizard Jijia!"

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The night brings a cool breeze to the city.

All the siege and suppression against those black magic hermits are being carried out in an orderly manner in secret. Perhaps the death of the 'Dream Maker' assassin is just a small episode among the many situations in the imperial capital, and there is really no need to overdo it. mentioned.

The knights of the Knights of the Guard Battalion are destined to become a sleepless night tonight.

Maybe they are not the backbone of the encirclement and suppression army, but at least tonight, they need to maintain the law and order of the entire imperial capital.

But the most ironic scene appeared. I didn't expect that on the street in front of the Pride Tower Magic Guild, there would be such a small group of young people from various aristocratic families gathered together to confront each other. It seemed that a battle was inevitable. But the most embarrassing thing was that the knight masters of the guard battalion knights refused to move forward, and could only watch from afar at the intersection of the street.

And here is a very sensitive area. The most famous tower of pride in the imperial capital is located at this street intersection. The tower of pride is the seat of the magic guild of the imperial capital, and it is precisely tonight that the magic guild is trying its best to encircle and suppress black magic. Critical period for the heretics of the Priory.

But those young aristocratic teenagers with strong backgrounds gathered together with their followers to fight. If in normal times, the Knights of the Guard Battalion would not bother to meddle in the affairs of these noble boys and buddies, but this time is different, not only this The location of a fight was not far from the magic guild, and such an extraordinary moment was chosen.

I silently walked onto the arena temporarily surrounded by a group of people. On this wide Yulin Street, Rengar looked at me with a gloomy expression and indifference, without saying a word.

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In the night wind, those royal lion eagle knights gathered together. It was obvious that they were friends at ordinary times, and they had no scruples about talking to each other.

The voices of their discussions in private are not loud, but I have sharp eyes and ears, so I can hear them clearly.

One of the lion eagle knights said directly to Louis: "Hey, Louis, you don't want to persuade your magician friend anymore? Is he a student of the Royal Academy of Magic? There is no chance of winning against those warriors with his strength." Yes! There is a big difference in their levels, and although the subordinates that Busman left behind for Quentin are not as powerful as Constructed Knights, they are all experienced fighters!"

"I also persuaded him, but he insisted on challenging that orc warrior. Hey, people from the northern border are a bit stubborn because of their own abilities!" Louis said softly, shaking his head and sighing.

Another griffin knight sighed, and said to Louis: "Let's not talk about whether he can beat that orc warrior, even if he beat that liger, can he really beat that Quentin? Don't tell me, if the successor trained by the Busman family is really beaten up by a little-known magician, can a commoner magician like him withstand the anger of the high-level Busman family? Louis, you should explain this to him!"

"Hey, don't talk about those irrelevant things. What you said is impossible. Look at the 'momentum' behind that liger!" The lion eagle knight who spoke first reminded everyone.

After hearing the knight's words, Louis and the Griffin Knights lost their voices for a moment.

"A liger warrior from the Killing Clan, and a first-rank powerhouse with a 'lion heart', how can a second-level magician be his opponent? Louis, you persuade your friend to come back now, There's still time!" The knight who spoke first continued to persuade Louis.

"You guys don't know about Jijia. That kid is a very assertive person. There must be a reason for what he decides. He knows better than anyone else what kind of strength he is. Moreover, he should be very Knowing the strength of that liger warrior, I heard him say that he wandered on the Pai Plateau of the orc tribe when he was a child, so it is impossible not to understand the ligers, so let's wait quietly behind!" Louis pondered. For a moment, and then said something like this.

I think Louis actually really understands me very well, he even sees through some of my thoughts.

He must have recognized Rengar from the beginning, the assassin he had chased in the morning, and he and Rengar must have fought.

At this time, I also saw the powerful aura emerging from behind Rengar. His "potential" was actually a lion lurking in the wasteland. There is a difference, each person's "potential" actually represents the warrior's strong heart and state of mind.

Apparently, there is a mighty prairie lion hidden in Rengar's heart, standing in the arena and watching me silently.

The male lion behind him was lying domineeringly on the wasteland with blurred eyes, like a king of beasts...

(End of this chapter)