Assassin’s Chronicle

Chapter 303 Reaper

"Teacher, what are we doing here?" An Fei looked at the remotely guarded magical transmission array, and asked inexplicably.

"One person."

"Who?"

"You are more familiar with one person." Sol smiled.

An Fei frowned and thought about it. Among the people he was familiar with, it was only the old guy who could let Sol meet personally.

For a moment, the magical array began to run slowly, and then a strong light shrouded the entire magical array. Sol smiled and walked up, but did not take two steps, suddenly stood still, his eyes sparkling with faint light.

Buzureano first came out of the magic circle, followed by a middle-aged man, and finally came out with four young elf women. Of course, this 'young' is only relative, everyone knows the elves. The life span is very long. Seeing that the elves are only about seven or eight years old, they may actually have lived in the world for hundreds of years.

"You are punctual," Sol said softly.

"Some things are delayed, otherwise we have already arrived in the Holy City yesterday." Buzureano shrugged.

The middle-aged man behind Buzureano also stopped and stood side by side with Buzureano. The difference between the two is great. Buzureano is burly and thick, and the middle-aged man is thin and straight, almost half ahead higher than Buzureano. Buzureano’s eyes are peaceful, but the middle-aged’s eyes are like Like a needle tip, it is full of offensiveness.

At the moment when the Magic Array was launched, Sol had already sensed two powerful atmospheres. Now, seeing the middle-aged man standing side by side with Buzureano without any cover, and then based on the information he has mastered, it is not difficult to guess. Out of the identity of the other party, Sol slowly said: "Reaper Mansley?"

"Dear Master Sol, it is my life to be honored to see you." The middle-aged man bent down with respect. The tone is very humble, but his smile is as aggressive as his smile, giving people a dangerous feeling.

"You are too polite." Sol reached out and gave him a blessing. Then he glanced at Buzureano, but Buzureano stood there with a blank expression. Sol thought about it and smiled and said: " This is not the place to talk. The palace for you has been cleaned up. Please come with me."

"Master Sol, it seems that there is a missing person." Mansley did not move the place, looked around and asked: "What about Jacobs?"

"He is not in the holy city."

"No?" Mansley added a smile: "Did you find him?"

"I found it, but Jacob was in a hurry and couldn't come for a while."

"Then we cooperate with us?" Mansley asked.

"As far as I know, the cooperation we are going to talk about is cooperation in a broad sense, not just the preparation of the Holy Spirit." Sol said faintly: "Jacob did not come, it does not affect our cooperation in other fields. Jacob has already said that the work of preparing the Holy Spirit pharmacy will be done by his students."

"The preparation of the legendary Holy Spirit Pharmacy is Jacob's expectation for many years. How could he be willing to take this opportunity?" Buzureano asked in surprise: "And...when did Jacob receive the students? I do not know how?"

"You should ask him about these questions." Sol smiled. "As for his students, you have seen it. It is the alchemist Hagen who has been with Anfei."

"Alchemist? Shouldn't this important job be handed over to an alchemist? I really don't understand what Jacob's master thinks?!" Mansley took over.

An Fei was ashamed for a moment, and his idea was that he went to the ground. The problem was that it was easy to make an idea, and it was difficult to implement it. An Fei thought that Buzureano should be a good fool. This 'should' word has already made a subjective mistake. Fortunately, Sol’s reputation has always been excellent. It is always impossible for honest people to lie, so that Mansley pointed his finger at Jacob. No doubt about Sol. Unfortunately, he can't help now, and he doesn't have the qualification to speak. He can only watch Sol's situation.

"Jacob said. Hagen's talent in alchemy is very good. He is the one he found most likely to pass on his clothes. It is not very difficult for Hagen to formulate a drug, even if it is a Holy Spirit." Sol looks as usual: "If you don't feel relieved, then we can wait. After more than ten days, Jacob will rush to the Holy City."

I don't know if it is the impact of the future big alchemists. Still more than ten days of deadlines make people feel at ease. Mansley has a smile again: "Respected Sol, please forgive me for being rude. After all, the successful preparation of the Holy Spirit is of great benefit to both of us."

"Anfei, you come over." Buzureano waved at Anfei.

An Fei couldn't help but look at Sol in a subconscious way. When he saw Sol's slight jaw, he walked away: "Buzureano, is there something?"

"These are the elves that I personally selected for you. They will teach you natural magic in the future. Oh, you don't have to be a teacher. In fact, they are your maids, but... you must not bully them. Otherwise I won't let you go!"

An Fei felt dumbfounded. The dead Slanbeige planted a bright seed in his body, but he wanted him to learn the magic of light. Now Buzureano came here again. These people are optimistic about him. Are you flying?

"Thank you, but... I don't want to learn natural magic." Anfei refused: "I have found a way for myself."

"Don't rush to refuse, you can ask your teacher's opinion." Buzureano laughed.

An Fei looked at Sol again, and Sol slightly sank and nodded.

An Fei scratched his neck and since he saw Entos releasing the instant movement, he has already had a strong interest in that kind of magic. If he can have the same ability, plus his own martial arts, he The strength of the land will be greatly improved. The most important thing is that you can use the instant movement to escape when you are in a crisis. The assassin who does not design a retreat is not a qualified assassin. Anfei has always regarded the escape as very heavy. He is just like Jing Jing. . Strictly speaking, it is not an assassin, but a hero. An Fei never wants to be a hero. He would rather accept failure than give up the opportunity to survive. If he masters the momentary movement, he really wants to fight and want to go. No matter what he does, there is great convenience. Flying has made a decision. Do your best to cultivate space magic, even if you put a part of the internal strength that has already entered the bottleneck, then where does he have the energy to learn natural magic?

"An Fei, in our history, there are few people who can integrate with the heart of nature. You can rest assured that I will never harm you." Buzureano said slowly, his eyes are sincere and determined.

Sol has already nodded. Buzureano said this again, and it was not rejected by Anfei. He hesitated for a moment and couldn’t help but said: "Well, but I am stupid. If you can’t learn natural magic, hope. Don't be angry."

"You are stupid?" Buzureano couldn't help but smiled: "Well, let me introduce you to you. This is Jane. This is Pegolia. This is Weiss. This is Uber Kevin."

The four female elves had their heads lowered. Whenever Bucuriano had read a name, the elf lifted his head proudly, without having to say anything. Every year the elves and the druids were despicable. The slain team launched a **** and brutal attack, but the slain team was repeatedly killed and repeatedly banned. This can fully prove what kind of temptation the Elf woman will have on the mainland men. Without the market, the catching team has long since disappeared. Among the four elf women, except Pegelia is very ordinary, others can be described as human, or beautiful, or feminine, with the fit of the clothes, elegant temperament, most human females Children will be eclipsed in front of them.

Anfei nodded indifferently. It was a greeting. I have been observing that Anfeidi Mansley’s face has changed a bit. He thought that a young man like An Fei would definitely show a ridiculous expression. Who knows that An Fei’s eyes are so indifferent, it’s like watching a few unremarkable stones.

"An Fei, they are your maids in the future." Buzureano waved a big hand: "Don't blame me, you must protect them, do you know?"

"I don't need a maid, I can..."

"An Fei, you will soon become the count, there are a few elf maids around you is understandable." Sol whispered.

"This one……"

"You seem to be very dissatisfied with them?" Mansley frowned.

"You misunderstood, I just used to take care of myself." An Fei smiled.

"I am the master of this matter for you." Sol naturally shakes his magic robe: "Now I will take you to the palace. Some things we have to discuss carefully."

"You please first." Mansley turned sideways and said humblely.

Buzureano smiled and patted ALFY's shoulders, and followed Mansley to follow Sol, and the remaining four elves looked at each other. They didn't know whether they should follow Buzurea or listen to Anfei. command.

"Uncle Ernest, what does the man of Mansley do? Is it also a strongman?" Seeing Sol and others have gone out, and Anfei’s eyes fell on Ernest.

Ernest has been silent, Buzureano and he nodded with a smile, even if he said hello, it is nothing. After all, they have known each other for a while, and the man named Mansley turned a blind eye to him. The attitude is obviously unfriendly, but Ernest will not easily change his mentality due to changes in the outside world. When he hears the question of An Fei, he coughs: "The Druid has three kings, the guardian Xiong Wang Buzu Reyano, the reaper Wolf King Mansley, the insight of the Eagle King, and they are big druids."

"Oh... the holy city is getting more and more lively, Uncle Ernest, let's go." An Fei said while sweeping the elves.

"Yeah." Ernest answered.