Mage Joan

When the purse was forcibly taken away, Joan was taken aback, and suddenly realized that he was still careless-just look out for the pickpocket in front of him, and he couldn't imagine that there was a guy "playing pigs and eating tigers" behind him.

For important items and large checks, Joanne was put in a close-fitting storage bag, and the newly robbed purse contained the commission prepaid to him by Captain McQuay. Although 50 gold coins are not a huge sum of money compared to his current net worth, he is, after all, a rural child who is used to a poor life. Even one copper plate is saved, not to mention 50 gold duga.

Joan thought without hesitation, he would chase the pretending drunk guy when he pulled his legs. The man who had previously tried to pickpocket him was upset at this moment, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, shouting innocently: "Boy, what did you stare at me just now? Did you want to fight?"

Jo Ann is not a fool. At this time, it has been seen that the two pickpockets are actually a gang. The two cooperate with each other and cover each other, setting up a trap for foreigners like him. Now that a person steals and pulls his legs away, the party will deliberately find faults to haunt him, trying to delay the time and stop him from recovering the stolen wallet.

Jo Ann didn't want to be fooled again, struggling to get rid of the pickpocket, and turned to run across the street. The pickpocket who had just disguised the drunkard had already rushed across the street, his back flashing and disappeared into the alley.

Joan hurried into the alley, and there were no pickpockets in front of him. The dirty alley curled up with two guys who did not know whether they were beggars or drunks. One of them saw him running hurriedly, grinning at him, showing his yellow teeth, spreading his palms, and making an explicit hint: "Master, reward a few drinks, I will tell you where Tony is hiding."

Joan listened to what he said, and clearly recognized the guy who stole his purse. I wanted to pay for the whereabouts of the pickpocket, but his eyes touched the other's treacherous face that couldn't be concealed by the greasy face. He suddenly changed his mind.

The encounter just now sounded the alarm for Joan, making him realize that the so-called "Freeport" is actually a lawless crime paradise. Street pickpockets are proficient in deception, not to mention the homeless man who is begging.

Even if you paid for it, the other party may not be honest, and you are not allowed to be with the two pickpockets before. You are here to wait for yourself early and carefully lay out a series of scams. If I was deceived and paid, I would have to be pitted to the north, and it was not only the 50 Kinduga that was lost!

Thinking about it like this, Joan added a little more vigilance and ignored the tramp, and instead followed the pickpocket in a way that he was better at.

He took a bifurcated branch from the spellcasting material bag and made a series of casting gestures with his left hand. The magic net distributed around the branch turbulent.

"Tuv!"

Joan chanted the start spell of the 2nd ring of "item positioning", and silently recalled the appearance of the stolen wallet in his mind. The branch in his hand immediately felt, the branch deflected to the left, and trembling.

Qiao An grasped his heart, speeded up and rushed out of the alley, chasing toward the left side of the road without hesitation.

The tramp who attempted to bribe Joan couldn't help changing his face when he saw his spell-casting. Watching Joan go away, hesitating slightly, he suddenly jumped up and hurriedly chased Joan's back.

With the navigation coordinates provided by "item positioning", Joan can always know where the pickpocket is, and soon realize that the other party has slowed down his movement speed. It seems that he thinks he has been thrown away and can sit back and relax.

Joan dashed down the street, saw the familiar back in the crowd, and immediately speeded up to catch up. The pickpocket was very alert, and when he heard the rapid footsteps, he looked back immediately and saw that Joan had actually chased him, and there was an incredible expression on his face.

The two fled one after the other, chasing one after the other, attracting the attention of street passers-by. The pickpocket is obviously more familiar with the local environment. When running, he deliberately drills into the densely crowded areas such as markets and alleys, trying to get rid of Joan.

However, no matter how he hides from Tibet, Joan can always use the spell to lock his position and intercept the shortest path to follow. If it were not in a busy city, it would be inconvenient for passers-by to perform the “transformation technique”, and Qiao An would have become an eagle and flew directly to the top of the pickpocket.

The pickpocket ran for a long time, panting and tired, instead of Joan, he pulled closer and closer. The sense of crisis urged him to look back frequently while flying, his face becoming anxious.

Just as Joan was chasing pickpockets, the door of a shop on the roadside in front was open, and he walked out of a gorgeously dressed teenager wearing a wide-brimmed hat with oblique peacock feathers, a short sword at the waist, and a red bronze forged shank tail Inlaid with a large emerald thumb, an indescribable exoticism naturally appeared between the hands and feet.

It seemed to be aroused curiosity by the chasing by the roadside. The foreign boy stopped and turned his head, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and his sharp eyes fell on the pickpocket running in front. He saw a purse in his hand and ran At the same time, he frequently looked back and forth, looking sneaky, and guessed what was going on.

A mischievous smile appeared on the corner of the exotic boy's mouth, pretending to inadvertently head towards the pickpocket, and suddenly he slammed his foot when he was about to pass by.

While pickpocket escaped, he also had to look back to observe the owner. He never dreamed that someone had tripped on the way. He fell on the spot and chewed the poop, and the money bag flew out.

The foreign boy's eyes were fast, and he grabbed the money before it fell to the ground, grabbed it, and walked over to meet Joan, returning the money with a smile.

"Friend, collect your purse, don't be stolen by a thief."

Joan thanked quickly, and looked up and down at the well-meaning person while receiving the money bag.

The other party looks similar to his own age, with a flattering baby face and clear blue eyes that are unforgettable at first sight.

Qiao An also noticed that there was always a joking expression on the teenager's face, as if a mischief was brewing, his eyes narrowed into a slit, like a cat dozing in the afternoon, it was rare to see the pair like turquoise Beautiful eyes.

"Thank you very much for helping me regain my purse. How do you call it?" Out of courtesy, Joan took the initiative to talk stiffly.

"My name is Holden and I am from the Kingdom of Canaan. I arrived in the New World by boat this morning. Freeport is my first stop. The atmosphere here really opened my eyes."

The squinting teenager shrugged his shoulders exaggeratedly, speaking with a strong hometown accent.

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