Archmage Daily Research Report

So I didn't take it seriously at all, but Mel got angry immediately, he raised his hand, and I caught him in time, fortunately I reacted quickly, otherwise Mel might not turn the five-star old man into something weird again something!

Green slime is already disgusting, please don't have any green goblin monsters, then I will really spit it out!

I still can't figure it out, Mel, where have you seen such a disgusting green color!

"Hmph! Don't think that you can be arrogant and dare to climb up to Lao Tzu's head because each of the benefactors you are looking for is more powerful than the other! What do you have without your backer? Pretending to study some useless crap every day, put The research institute is a mess..." The five-star old man waved... His fingers, which are no longer fat but still not long, dangled in front of my eyes.

Speaking of gold masters...

I glanced sideways at Mel, and found that he doesn't seem to be angry now, because I'm sure his mind is filled with the words "financial master", alas... this is called eating marrow to know taste, procrastination For enjoyment, we two dignified mages are actually so addicted to... oh, because of that great harmony movement of life, it's really shameful to say it, besides, it's really a waste for the two of us to do that kind of thing Time, because no matter how we exercise, it is impossible to harmoniously create a new life. It is not a waste of time!

……but……

Can't quit!I...I love the feeling of being held in Mel's arms so much, it really, really makes me feel warmer than ever before, and it makes me know very clearly that in this world, apart from enemies and black magic, there is nothing I can do With Mel, I also have someone who is willing to fight by my side, who is willing to share all the knowledge with me, and although it must sound very crappy, I still feel it from the bottom of my heart: Mel makes The black mage Xiprins in the bunker who is full of killing has really walked into the sun. Now, I can throw undead and hellfire without any hesitation, and I will never worry about indulging in this dangerous and evil the power of--

Because, my face must have turned red... Because, the feeling of hugging Mel is even more intoxicating!

"Syprinces!"

With a roar, I looked at the five-star old man in confusion...he...

!!!

No, here's a slip through the cracks!

The moment I turned around, I happened to see a mechanical fanatic with a half-broken mech jumping up. Everyone turned their backs to that direction just now, and the reporters were all looking at me in the camera, so they didn’t even notice me. Found this guy lying in the grass!His concealment is really good. If he didn't jump up suddenly and smash the barrel of the gun at the five-star old man's head, I wouldn't have noticed it!

So, I stretched out my hand, first an air shield bounced the five-star old man behind us, he fell to the ground, and then I threw the hellfire directly, this is the simplest and most convenient spell, that mecha The outer shell of the fighter's mecha was already broken, probably it was knocked down from the cliff by the Dragon King just now, so the hellfire could penetrate the mecha and directly burn the mecha warrior inside.His mecha jumped in the air, twitched and fell in front of me, turning into a big cold and black fireball.

The reporters were holding up their cameras, and the clicking sound almost shocked me.

"Siplin-ga!"

Behind me, the five-star old man made another rattling noise that made me choke myself when he spoke too fast. I had to look back at him and check if I threw him too hard just now. Ruthless?

"Vice President Dorji." I said, "Excuse me, did the kidnappers torture you?"

But after asking, I don't think there is any need to ask. Although the vice president of the Magic Research Institute is also a high-ranking and powerful person who holds many secrets, slimes don't have vocal organs!

So, this is just symbolic—hey!Not dead yet!

I turned around in surprise, and saw that the mecha warrior was burned all over, but he still jumped out of the cockpit, holding an electronic knife for close combat, and slashed at Mel who was closest to him!

— so bold!It's nothing more than a brain-dead mechanical fanatic, but he dared to do something to Mel?

I waved my hand immediately, and my second teacher tore apart the space and appeared in front of Mel, and the flames of hell in my hand condensed into that huge scythe again.I swung the sickle violently, my teacher quickly followed, and stretched out his claws, I cut the fanatic's soul, and my teacher was responsible for tearing up his body, so that he would never have any chance again, trying to kill him Mel do it!

... It's not okay to have this idea!

... Sigh, I finished cutting off his soul with unsatisfactory intentions, and then I secretly reviewed it: Obviously Mel is also an archmage, and he is not Anna or Jasmine who needs my protection. I have been getting more and more restless recently. Somewhat ashamed.

Mel looked at me with a smile the whole time, and then again...

Ugh?

My thoughts froze, and I was shocked by what I saw out of the corner of my eye—did the kidnappers poison Dorji?Why is he rolling his eyes?Hey?Why are you still convulsing and foaming!

...Reporters, those reporters, can you stop taking pictures!Who brought a mobile phone, quickly call an ambulance!Can't you see people already dying?There is no need to use magic to detect it, just look at it and you will know that the person is dead!Foaming at the mouth, the whites of his eyes were all over, and his face was still purple, uglier than Damara's face!Why!The white foam he spit out has blown out big bubbles!

But he was fine just now, he was full of confidence when he scolded me!Why do I cut a fanatic's kung fu, and he is about to die of poison?

But no matter how anxious I was, those reporters were still indifferent, and there was even a reporter who was so happy that he almost danced. He squeezed beside me and blocked my sight, so I tried to tiptoe to see if the five-star old man was still there. Help, who knows that he is not forgiving, and keeps sticking the microphone in front of me——

Forehead?What did you say?

I was stunned, and I heard the reporter repeat the question just now: "May I ask what spell you used on the vice president just now? What is the name of the curse? Will it torture him to death? But I still have to mention something , torture to death will still violate the federal law, so why don't you let him live and play slowly!"

... What the hell!You, you, do you think of me as the kind of black mage who takes pleasure in torture?Of course I know murder is against the law!

I frowned, but the reporter didn't wait for my answer. His partner cameraman was facing his face at the moment, and he said solemnly: "I believe that everyone who is watching the live broadcast is the same as me. I wanted to beat up this ignorant federal official, but His Excellency Furious Flame finally lived up to expectations, he made a move! Everyone look behind me, the arrogant official just now is unconscious now, and none of us saw His Excellency Furious Flame How do you still have the energy to cast curses while fighting the enemy..."

I……

Don't laugh, Mel!How funny!I couldn't help but glared at him, and Mel almost bent over laughing!Alas... I ignored him, turned around and hurriedly explained to the reporter: "No! I didn't do it. He might have been poisoned by the kidnappers, so call an ambulance quickly, or someone will die!"

Oh my god, the five-star old man is still playing on the ground... hey!Mel, did you not break his bounce spell?Otherwise, no matter how cramped, it will bounce on the ground!Like a fish popping out of a pot...

"Huh?" The reporter was taken aback, and then the reporters around him squatted down to check on the five-star old man, and one of the reporters nodded seriously: "Well, it's really not magic, it's a sudden heart attack caused by excessive fright And epilepsy, who brought the first aid kit?"

...scared...too much?

I patted my forehead—oh, the one I summoned just now was my second teacher. Accepted Damara and the banshees, now I can't change the habitual movements for a while, I will remember next time, I should summon Damara, not the decapitated teacher, or next time I should Fix him in the tower as a cleaning servant, so as not to scare others.

Apologetically, I stepped forward and cast a calming spell on the five-star old man. After a while, the five-star old man finally woke up after taking the medicine given by the reporters.

"Are you okay?" I asked worriedly.

The five-star old man looked up at me blankly.

But, that reporter is still adding fuel to the fire!He actually leaned over and asked, "Excuse me, how do you feel now that you have bullied His Excellency 'Flame of Rage', the strongest black mage in the world for many years? Knowing that Your Excellency came all the way to rescue you... Oh, Your Excellency was magnanimous just now. You threw the calming spell, are you touched? Can you share your mental journey with the audience friends who are watching the show?"

The five-star old man rolled his eyes and met my gaze, and I couldn't help but feel even more worried—because he used to yell when he saw me, but now he was lying quietly on the ground, which made me very uneasy. The abnormal behavior really makes me worry whether he will die suddenly—after all, I also listen to the news occasionally, so I know that heart disease is easy to die suddenly. These politicians work under heavy pressure, and their hearts may not be very good. If He did not starve to death as a slime for several months, but was scared to death by my second teacher, then I would really feel very guilty.

In the midst of everyone's attention, the five-star old man opened his mouth and made a few sounds of air leakage. I moved closer, for fear that I would not be able to hear what he said was uncomfortable, which would cause him to die suddenly if he was not treated in time.

He looked at me, then at Mel, and finally at me.

"Flame...flame of madness?" He raised his finger tremblingly, pointing at me.

Sigh... Well, it seems that I really have to put up with this embarrassing title. I can't help it. Everyone calls me Flame of Rage when they see me, but I have no way to say that I am not.

So I can only nod sadly.

Then the five-star old man started to twitch again!I raised my hand nervously, ready to cast a spell, but this time the five-star old man didn't pull away, nor did he roll his eyes or foam. He just took a reporter's hand and took a deep breath, which sounded like a leak. bellows, and suddenly he yelled loudly:

"No! Don't dare! Don't dare!!!"

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