The magician from the time of peace

Lamb felt that the world was not real.

His carefully arranged formation, honed through countless battles, was instantly destroyed by a flood.

He was standing in the middle and rear of the queue, and the momentum of the rushing water had been greatly weakened when it knocked down the troops in front, but when they spread to his position, he was actually a little unable to stand because of the implied power in the water that only covered his knees stable.

Lamb hastily issued an order to retreat temporarily. He needed time to regroup and think about where the raging flood came from on a battlefield without river channels.

Fortunately, the sudden flood came quickly, without follow-up support, the water quickly subsided, and the water level receded from chest height to ankles.

Lamb barely stood firm under the impact of the current. He looked up and looked around. Most of his subordinates were in disarray, and the formation was already vulnerable.

His heart sank: What kind of reinforcements came from Neverl?

Then he was shrouded in greater confusion: Why did such a powerful opponent let go of the half-defeated enemy?

Goddess Vera, may your blessings always be with us.Lamb scratched his chest reverently twice, and set about rescuing his comrade.

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This behavior of not chasing after the remnants of the defeated generals also troubled Lamb's enemy.

Foster took a deep breath, and when he was about to yell at Meris, his comrades who were scared to hide because of the rupture of the protective shield rushed out.

"It was Victory's people who launched the attack just now?" the officer said eagerly. He glanced at the scene, and his eyes stopped when they touched Felix.

Foster quickly introduced: "This is Lord Merris's... friend."

The officer frowned, pulled Foster aside, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter? Didn't you say that the magician was summoned 1000 years ago? Where did you get friends here?"

"Because of the great friendship." Foster said in a tone similar to sarcasm, he did not believe that these two people were "friends", and then said seriously: "Leave this aside for the time being, just now Victory's army really set foot on the ground. into the neighborhood."

The officer was taken aback: "Then where are they now?"

"It was repulsed by the new lord with magic." Foster added the accent on the word magic. He is in a very complicated mood now. He was annoyed at giving up halfway, so he couldn't tell whether the relationship between the two of them was more positive or more negative at the moment.

"Oh." The officer immediately stood up and saluted Felix respectfully: "Thank you for your help."

Felix looked cold.

The officer didn't feel offended either, but turned around and continued to question Foster: "Since you have the assistance of the magician, why didn't you see the enemy's body?"

"Because..." When Foster was considering his words, Merris took the words.

"I stopped him." The blond magician raised the corners of his mouth perfectly, making him look charming and innocent: "I don't think it's good to kill people casually, what do you think?"

The officer was silent for a while, and Foster watched his expression tremblingly—this officer was quite famous for his iron blood, and Merris's reason that even he could not understand would definitely anger this man.

Sure enough, the officer raised his eyebrows, his facial features crowded together ferociously, and he opened his mouth to reprimand: "Why do you——hmm, cough, cough!"

"I don't like your tone of voice." Felix raised his eyebrows, raised one hand out of thin air, and slowly tightened it like pinching a weak insect. Clear water flowed from the rude officer's mouth The latter couldn't breathe, so he could only pinch his own neck, kneeling on the ground, writhing and struggling, eager to draw a little bit of air.

Foster was so frightened that he couldn't move. His first reaction was to look at Merris for help, but the person who was supposed to be merciful to stop the atrocities didn't say anything, just smiled faintly with the corners of his mouth curled up. It was an illusion at best. , he seemed to see a hint of sweetness in his eyes.

The soldiers following the officer pulled out their swords immediately, but the water gushing out from nowhere entangled their hands and feet, and formed crystal ice, completely restricting their movements.

Fortunately, Felix was not so cruel that he took a person's life just because of a single sentence. After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes and withdrew his hand. The poor officer finally regained the chance to breathe. He coughed violently while violently Open your mouth to inhale, never feel that the ubiquitous air is so precious.

Felix crossed his arms and looked down at the distressed officer lying on the ground condescendingly. He stretched out his foot and stepped on his throat with a little force.

It stands to reason that in the face of a powerless magician, an officer as a knight can compete with ten such people, but when the well-crafted shoes stepped on his neck, an inexplicable fear seized him. After leaving him, he could only stand still and listen to the person above asking in a descriptive tone: "I think the attitude towards the strong should be more respectful, what do you think?"

Foster secretly glanced at Merris, and sure enough, this deliberate questioning in the same sentence made him very happy, and his eyes were stained with a thick smile.

He suddenly realized that his positioning of this person's character was a bit off, and quickly lowered his posture three times: "Mr. Merris, can you ask your companion to stop for a while."

Merris glanced at him and said softly, "It's okay, Phil has a sense of proportion."

What he is doing now seems to be very unprofessional! !

Of course, Foster didn't dare to yell out directly, but continued to persuade: "I think he knows the mistake he made, so...?"

"Isn't it natural to accept punishment for making a mistake?" The warm smile has not faded from Meris' blue eyes, but Foster has a layer of goosebumps abruptly, looking at the beautiful magician The corners of his lips curled up: "I usually don't pursue other people's attitudes towards me, but since Fei Li is willing to do it for me, how can I break his heart for a rude person?"

Foster can now be sure that the seemingly soft bun in front of him is not a saint who can forgive everything, thanks to how pure he thought he was before!

"I'm just not used to actively defending my rights. It doesn't mean that these rights don't belong to me." Merris said.

On the other side, Felix stopped his abuse and used a cleaning spell to clean the hem of his robe in disgust. He met Merris' smiling eyes and immediately smiled.

This turning face is faster than turning a book.

"Where are we going?" Felix asked gracefully as he brushed off the dust that had only gotten a little.

"I can't leave for the time being. I made an agreement with this gentleman to stay here and help him for 5 days. The time has not yet come." Merris replied.

Foster was a little moved. He thought that now they would definitely use violence to forcibly tear up the agreement.

But before he could speak, Felix frowned displeasedly: "These people are not smart enough to disrespect high-level magicians, what's the point of making an agreement with them."

He rubbed the fabric of the cuff with his slender fingers, as if he was going to do it at any time.

Foster looked tremblingly at Merris, who stretched out his hand and held Felix's finger in his hand: "I want a book about time magic in his hand." , we can’t stay here forever, so we still have to abide by this agreement.” He paused and laughed: “By the way, did you know that this book was actually written by Bohr, who in this era Very famous."

"Poltiffany doesn't know anything about time magic, I guess I left that for him." Felix let him hold hands obediently, but what he confided was not so kind: "Also, Merris, we Impossible to go back."

Merris shuddered suddenly, and stared at Felix. The latter's eyes were focused and serious: "Time magic cannot be reversed. We will probably stay here forever."