Chapter 120 Mentor and Apprentice

After Punk researched the results he wanted, he left the small town of Nieran. He found that Teshachar's movements were getting bigger and bigger, and all the believers tended to distance themselves from the city of Doraez.

All the signs indicated that Tishakhar's big move was about to come, and the time was running out, and he had to go to the city of Dorez as soon as possible to recruit an ally and a group of cannon fodder.

Punk wasn't used to riding vehicles, so he simply buffed himself with swiftness and started running towards the city of Dorez, followed by the repaired Golem No. 1.

The advancement speed of the full-level mages is very impressive. Punk set off at noon and had already arrived at the city of Dorez in the afternoon.

But just when he wanted to enter the city directly, he suddenly noticed a familiar wave of magic power.

"It's that little girl Bilan, isn't this guy dead yet?"

Seeing Bi Lan looking in his direction in horror from a distance, Punk remembered that he still had such an apprentice.

Now Punk no longer intends to make Bilan into a soul-reformer. Recently, Punk has no contact with him, so his current level is not enough to transform the soul of a professional, let alone want to recruit a group of allies. necessary.

"Since I plan to pretend to be a mage with "a little weird temper, but a kind heart", it will be unreasonable to leave my apprentice alone, so I just arrange this girl casually."

Punk thought secretly in his heart, the impression he had left on the people in Doraiz City was really bad, if he cooperates under such circumstances, everyone would probably be wary of him, and that would be bad for Punk. Stabbing a knife, so it's better to pretend to be a cold-faced and warm-hearted mage, at least so that those priests who are looking for trouble can't investigate their own arrangements.

At the same time, as long as there is no evidence to prove that they are biased towards the evil camp, even if those priests hate themselves very much, they still have to seriously help. (Lawful deities and their clerics cannot act of their own volition without conclusive proof).

Thinking of this, Punk slowed down and turned to Bilan's tent. Through the prophecy spell, he knew that Bilan and Diqido were in love now, and she didn't have the guts to tell what happened in the White Tower.

Although Punk had slowed down considerably, in the eyes of Bilan and Di Qiduo, the figure of the official mage turned into a black afterimage and appeared in the open space in front of the tent.

Di Qiduo stared at Punk who almost suddenly appeared in front of him with wide eyes. Although he instinctively stood in front of the trembling Bilan, Di Qiduo, who had never seen a formal-level professional before, was still beaten by a formal-level expert. The power was frightened.

As a bard, Diqido knows many deeds of professionals in the novels, but he is only a teenager after all, and has never left the range of Doraz City, and he is the first and only one who has come into close contact with The professional person—Bilan always presents a harmless image of humans and animals, so Di Qiduo even has a feeling that "professionals are just that."

But when faced with a punk who was about the same height as him, Di Qiduo felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice hole. The cold and terrifying feeling seemed to be Di Qiduo's only feeling, especially those pair of Sen Han. The pupils, matched with the mysterious and strange black robe... The silent horror seems to be enough to wipe out all hope and beauty.

It wasn't until this moment that Di Qiduo understood why just mentioning the official mage's name was enough to make Bi Lan tremble. It was not only the terror of breath, but also a kind of crushing on the soul level.

Punk stared coldly at the trembling little boy in front of him, Bilan was holding the boy's sleeve tightly, the two young lovers snuggled together and shivered, making themselves like big bad wolves that blocked a little white rabbit in a hole Same.

Punk looked at Bilan speechlessly, he couldn't understand why this apprentice who had the guts to make trouble for him would be so frightened at this moment, but these did not prevent Punk from showing off.

The surrounding priests who were helping refugees all looked at this official-level powerhouse who "appeared suddenly" from a distance, and several soldiers rushed to inform Caskasser. Punk knew that as long as he behaved kindly at this time , try to lean towards the good camp as much as possible, and when he presents the evidence of the Tishashel Church and asks for help, the pastors of the church cannot refuse, so he said in a soft voice as much as possible:

"Hello, my apprentice, we meet again."

Because of his usual reticence, punk's soft voice is actually not emotional, and it sounds cold and lifeless.

From Bi Lan's point of view, Punk was most likely angry because she not only threw down the white tower and "run away", but also messed up the laboratory table in order to search for medicine.

Turning over a mage's experimental platform without authorization can be said to be a sign of declaring war, so Bi Lan is terrified at this time, she is afraid of being killed by punk, afraid of being dissected as a test object, and afraid of ending up with those slaves ——The transformed soul.

She is even more afraid of hurting Di Qiduo!

"At least... At least Dickido must be saved."

For a moment, Bi Lan had only this one thought in her mind.

"Master Tutor, I'm very sorry. I left the White Tower without permission and messed with the experimental platform. This is an unforgivable crime. If there is any punishment, I will have no complaints, but please let Di Qiduo go, please. ... All of this has nothing to do with him, it's all my fault!"

Bilan's eyes were red, and tears rolled down her pure white face. The girl pleaded loudly to Punk, and her two slender hands held onto the hem of her skirt to keep her body from trembling too much, but in fact, she was soaked in sweat. clothes.

"No, Bi Lan, what are you talking about? You are just trying to save someone. What's wrong with that? Are we going to refuse to save that child?"

Di Qiduo also reacted after being stunned for a moment. When he saw Punk, he was keenly aware that the official mage in front of him was definitely not a kind professional like Bilan.

Although Bi Lan refused to tell herself what she experienced in the White Tower that made her often wake up in nightmares no matter how much she asked, Diqido had already realized that everything in the White Tower must be very, very scary. The official mage must also be very, very scary.

It was so frightening that it made Bi Lan, who was usually calm and peaceful, cry and beg bitterly!

Dicky is a young man, but also a man who is determined to protect Bilan. He can't let Bilan bear all this alone, so he speaks without hesitation.

"Diqido...you..."

Bilan was very anxious when she heard Di Qiduo's words, she was really afraid that Di Qiduo would anger the "crazy and evil" punk and be killed by a fireball.

But Diqido lightly pressed his index finger against Bilan's lips to stop her from continuing,

"Okay, Bi Lan, didn't we agree that no matter what we're going through, we'll face it together?"

In the setting sun, Dickido's hair reflected the bright golden light.

"Diqido..."

At this moment, Bilan felt that as long as she was with Di Qiduo, everything would be fine, even if it was death or something more terrifying, as long as... Di Qiduo was by her side...

Punk watched this stupid couple stage a life-and-death parting in front of him, and he really didn't know what to say. The word "speechless" was not even enough to describe his mood at this time.

Punk felt that he was just saying an ordinary greeting. Why did these two guys make such a "fuss" and make himself look like a heinous villain.

Facing a group of staring priests, as well as Bilan and Dicky who were crying and hugging each other, for the first time, Punk had the urge to turn around and walk away, pretending not to know each other.

But impulsiveness is impulsive, and the acting has to be done.

In the end, the helpless official sorcerer had no choice but to twitch the corners of his lips slightly to squeeze out a blunt smile, and then stepped forward to light the heads of the two, one of them lightly cracked their heads, and finally pretended to be as helpless as possible and said:

"You two idiots, how many talents do you have to lose?"

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(Today's military training, the temperature in the south is 40 degrees, although I cut my feet and can't participate, but I still have to sit in, I'm a dog in the heat, my clothes are airtight, and sweat drips down my chin.

The instructor still doesn’t allow you to use your mobile phone. I’m really tired and have no time to go back to the dormitory, so I have to make a change. Please forgive me. I’ll try my best to apply to the instructor tomorrow (send her Bao Zhonghua) and try to use my mobile phone to code words during the listening time. Maybe two updates, thank you. )

Ask for tickets, please collect~