Mage Joan

That's right, this extraordinary young officer is General Louis Jumonville.

Sea Blue is the new garrison commander of the Musbelheim colony, a dangerous person criticized by the Leiden Post as "ambitionist" and "war madman", and also the unfortunate blue sea diplomat Joseph ·The brother of Sir Jumonville.

"Louis, my dear friend, I will persuade you once again. Could you please respect my father's opinion a little bit and take your people back to Duquesne for a peaceful settlement of border disputes instead of armed conflict?"

The red-haired youth found that General Zhu Mengville's complexion became more and more ugly, and he quickly added:

"If the facts prove that the negotiation will not solve the problem, you will not be late to send troops."

"Enough, Diego! I don’t want to hear you talking nonsense again!"

General Zhu Mengville angrily interrupted the persuasion of the red-haired youth.

"Unfortunate Joseph, just believe the gibberish of your father and son, what is the result now?"

"I regret the unfortunate experience of Jazz, but that was just an accident."

The red-haired youth also tried to justify, but was again interrupted roughly by General Jumonville.

"Go to your accident! It's not your big brother who died!"

"However, after the sacrifice of poor Joseph, it is not for me to inherit his title..." the red-haired young man murmured sadly.

"what did you say?!"

General Jumonville turned sharply, staring at him like an angry lion.

"I did not say anything."

The red-haired young man dared not look squarely at his gaze.

"Try it again!"

General Jumonville took a step closer to him, clenching his fists.

"I won't say it!"

The red-haired youth couldn't help but shrink his head, his mouth still very tough.

"I order you to say!"

"Let's come here for a while, I'm not talking about it!"

"Do not admit what you said, Diego, you coward!"

General Jumonville looked at the red-haired youth with contempt.

"So what?" The red-haired young man shrugged and spread his hands, not caring. "I'm not masochistic. I know I'm going to get beaten up. Why do I have to say it."

"Okay, Diego, I have to withdraw your evaluation of you just now. You are not a coward..." General Jumonville's face changed from anger to crying and laughing, "You **** rogue!"

"Yo~ General Jumonville, Master Antonioni, you are still arguing so late."

A woman's voice came from the forest, the sound of footsteps moving from far to near.

Joan was lying on the back of the rock, erecting his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between General Jumonville and Diego Antonioni, son of the Governor of Mosbelheim. Suddenly he heard the voice of this familiar woman, and he was shocked and shivered, barely restrained. The idea of ​​running away immediately spread his wings, holding his breath and peeping down.

The wolf queen "Alpha" came from the forest, with a charming smile on her face.

"Why the two of you are always arguing, just like a husband and wife."

"Haha, look at what you said, because of good feelings, we often quarrel."

Diego Antonioni bowed his chest, took Alpha's hand and kissed it, smiling gracefully and emotionally:

"Beautiful lady, do you like the little gift I made for you?"

"Oh, I like it so much!"

Alpha stroking the golden collar around his neck, throwing a wink at Diego Antonioni.

"Dear Diego, I like it so much that I want to treat you to my body, as if we were tonight...umm, are you coming to me, or am I going to find you?"

The smile on Diego Antonioni's face immediately transformed into a pretense horror in a dramatic way.

"Oh, the gods are on top, forgive me! My small body, I can't stand your Queen, your toss."

Alpha whitened him angrily, just about to make a few jokes about his "colored heart but not guts", and suddenly his face changed, and his eyes went straight to the rock where Qiao'an was hiding.

When Joan first met Alpha, she had been through the "invisible" state. Although there was no evidence, she vaguely suspected that the golden collar around her neck would not only make her invisible, but also constant through the invisible spell.

So when Alpha first appeared, he was ready to run away. At this moment, she saw her look was wrong, without thinking about fluttering wings!

"Aha? It's you again! Cunning bird! You stop me!"

Below came the surprised call of the Jackal Queen. Deaf, Joan turned a deaf ear, turned into a jungle.

Then the sound of chanting mantras came from behind, and the scorching magic wave fluctuated like a wave of waves.

Qiao Anqiang endured heart palpitations, hurriedly glanced back and saw a red figure flying up into the air, waving a huge ball of fire at himself with his sleeves!

"3rd Ring "Fireball"?"

Joan desperately raised the flying height, and the fireball rolled over his feet, hit a tree, and burst.

Seeing the flames in the area where the fireball exploded, the heat wave wrapped up in the thick smoke, Joan was shocked with cold sweat, and tried his best to flap his wings, just wanting to escape to Fort Nisesi as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, he is not the only person who can fly under the night sky.

Turning around in a hurry, Joan saw a red figure passing by the moonlight, and was chasing behind him at no less than his flight speed.

It was the man named Diego Antonioni!

Joan had no time to recognize the spell that the opponent was flying on, and there was only one thought in his mind: Never let the opponent approach within two hundred yards of himself, otherwise he might enter the range of "fireball"!

Judging from the power of the fireball that Diego Antonioni just blasted out, at least an 8th-level arcane caster, and considering his gorgeous costumes and hands-up efforts, he is striving for a compelling narcissism. Joan speculates that he should be a "warlock" who relies on charm attributes-not intelligence-to cast spells.

The sorcerer's ability to cast spells comes from bloodline talent.

Joan, who was born with a strange bloodline, almost chose the warlock's path at the beginning. He still knows a lot about this profession.

Although it is still not clear what kind of special blood line Diego Antonioni has, but the warlock has two things in common: there are more spell positions than the wizards of the same level, and there is no need to prepare spells in advance!

These two characteristics make warlocks more suitable for playing the role of "turrets" on the battlefield than mages. You don't need to consider so much, just "boom".

What's more, Joan's level is much lower than that of the other party, and he is facing the bombing spell... It is purely that he has a long life, and now he has no choice but to run away.

Joanne has already increased his flying speed to the limit, but he still can't get rid of Antonioni, but fortunately the other party can't close the distance between the two.

The two chased and fled in this way, flying from the southern end of Broken Tooth Valley to the northern end.

Seeing Fort Nisesi getting closer and closer, Joan's mood was ups and downs, and he was extremely nervous.

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