The magician from the time of peace

Merris and Felix were sticky for a few minutes. The two onlookers were afraid of the latter's coercion and did not dare to raise any objections, so they silently turned their heads aside.

When Lamb was blinded, he also felt a bit sad: It’s the first time since his birth that he fell in love with a magician at first sight, but he still seems to have a close relationship with his "friend", does he really have hope?

Before he could sort out his sad emotions, he felt the ground shaking slightly, and the scene in front of him was distorted, and his sad spring and autumn feelings were forced to be thrown on the wasteland. He looked up at the over-decorated luxury corridor in front of him— —What an unsuspecting space transfer.

Lamb turned his head away, and Merris, who was casting magic, was scanning the surroundings, and smiled at him when he met his gaze.

He won't be distracted!Think he didn't see the tight hands of these two shameless people? !

"This is not..." Merris had only said a few words, and saw Foster tiptoeing to escape, a wall of fire stood in front of him, and the not-so-spacious corridor was immediately blocked tightly.

Foster laughed dryly a few times, wondering if he was heated by the flames, and a lot of sweat broke out on his face.

"Isn't this the royal palace?" Merris finished the previous words, and then whispered to herself: "Although I set the location in the capital, it's true, but generally important occasions are equipped with magic barriers, why? Will you come to the palace?"

Foster has never heard of what a magic barrier is, but he quickly explained: "Maybe you left something behind, so you subconsciously want to come back here."

This reason is a bit far-fetched, but it is not unreasonable in practice. Merris nodded dubiously and accepted the excuse.

Then, he quickly erected a firewall at the other end of the corridor.

Lamb: "..."

He admitted that when he heard that this place was Nefer Palace, his mind became active, and he wanted to sneak away to inquire about the intelligence of the enemy country, but why was it discovered that he wanted to sneak away so quickly!

Four people were squeezed into a short and narrow space, and there were hot walls of fire standing on both sides—the miraculous thing is that the hot burning flames did not hurt the luxurious decoration at all—it was really uncomfortable, the two people with ulterior motives Before she could speak, Merris spoke first: "Where do you want to go?"

This sentence, which should have a threatening meaning, was spoken by him in a tone of asking about the destination of the spring outing, with a slight smile in his eyes.

But the intuition developed by Lamb for so many years of rolling on the edge of life and death told him that it is better not to die at such a time. He immediately stood up straight and said sincerely: "This is the first time I have come to the palace of Nefer. Shocked by this luxurious palace, I can't help but want to explore more of its exquisite places."

Foster followed suit: "I haven't been back for a long time, I want to see if the flowers in my room are still healthy, and I don't mean to leave you guys."

Merris blinked, not sure whether he believed it or not, but Lamb speculated based on his deceitfulness that he probably didn't suspect other people's abilities at all.

The moment Meris was about to speak, the wall of fire near Foster suddenly rose more than a dozen feet, and piercing screams overflowed from the inside of the wall of fire. The soaring wall of fire lasted only a few seconds, like It slowly collapsed as if its fuel had been sucked out, and behind the lingering flames, a woman's figure was revealed.

She is petite and slender, wearing a red dress, and high heels that don't know how many centimeters she is stepping on, but it doesn't make her look much taller. At this moment, she is covering her mouth and nose with one hand, holding a small bottle in the other, Pour the remaining liquid into the flames on the ground.

"I thought who set fire to the palace, but I didn't expect it to be our court magician."

Foster, who originally thought that reinforcements were coming, was a little excited, but when he heard the mocking voice, his heart suddenly cooled down: "Aggers..."

The woman raised her head—as the best alchemist in Nefer, she has the right to look down on this magician—then, she saw three strange men standing behind Foster.

Agnes: "..."

Without waiting for her to react, such as screaming or using force, Felix quickly gagged her mouth with the water rope, and was about to wind and wrap around her body.

This is the first time a magic that has succeeded countless times after 1000 years ate a turtle—this lady in a red dress with high heels took out a small stone from under her skirt, and pressed it into it along with the surge of the water. Between the water ropes, the water ropes suddenly disintegrated, scattered into a pile of water without attacking power, and dumped on the ground.

Felix was taken aback, and Merris immediately filled the gap. He chanted a spell, and a cage of flames emerged from the ground to lock her in. The flames that replaced steel were scorchingly hot, and the gaps were so narrow that no one could feel them. people pass.

Agnes cursed unladylikely, then took out a firecracker from under her skirt, clicked the bullets, and shot Merris a few times.

However, the high-speed rotating bullets failed to pass through the fire prison. When they passed through the cage bars, they were melted into a pool of molten iron and fell to the ground, completely ruining the gorgeous carpet.

Seeing that the firecracker was useless, Agnes stopped wasting bullets, and scolded with staring eyes: "Foster! You traitor! Despicable villain!!"

Foster was very wronged. Although they had scolded each other for so many years, only this time he was really innocent!

He just wanted to lure these people into the palace, and then find someone to subdue them. Obviously, the early stage went smoothly, so why didn't Agnes leave according to the script as soon as she came out!

"Madam, I'm very sorry that we forced Foster to work for us." Merris said, but Foster would rather he didn't say anything. Doesn't this sentence confirm his betrayal? !You can see that Agnes looks at him in the wrong way!

Lamb, who was watching from the sidelines, really confirmed it now: Merris didn't realize that the magician was lying to him at all.

"You disregarded the king's love for you, and you actually turned to foreign enemies and lured wolves into your house. I, Agnes, simply don't want to admit that I had a colleague like you!"

"Ma'am, calm down..."

The more Agnes cursed, the more excited she became, her voice was so loud that it ran through the entire corridor, and Merris' voice of persuasion was completely drowned out by the turbulent waves.

Lamb, who was watching silently, was watching the play with relish—he couldn’t escape anyway—suddenly his expression changed: “Quickly shut her up!”

Merris had no time to react, and Agnes stopped cursing, a metal shield stood around her, and then shouted: "Use sj-2!"

The sound of chaotic footsteps came from the end of the corridor, and the rescuers who came looking for sharp curses obeyed the order and threw out the glass bottle containing the unknown liquid, while Agnes completely shrank behind the shield, waiting for the impending explosion .

For a second, two seconds, there was no vibration. She poked her head out from behind the shield a little, and what she saw in front of her couldn't help but be surprised.

Where is this place? Isn't it good to fight indoor offensive and defensive battles? Why does the field of vision suddenly become so wide! ?

She turned her head stiffly, and found that the blond young man who liked to talk and was a bit too pretty was holding a stick in his hand, with a faint distress on his face.

Merris was really distressed: in order to avoid the unknown attack just now, he directly threw his ring out, and cooperated with the mithril staff to forcibly tear open the space, allowing them to escape—although he didn't know What is that sj-2 number, but the intuition of the same intellectual attacker tells him that fleeing is the best strategy.

"How many are left?" Felix asked suddenly.

"Two..." Merris didn't put a ring on each of his fingers—this was originally used for emergency relief, but he didn't expect that it would be the same as daily necessities after coming here.

"En." Felix responded, snapped his fingers, and an ice sword hung over Lamb's head.

Lamb: Who am I to provoke again...

"You, go and find everything on that woman." Felix ordered. He seemed to be still worried about his magic being broken, and he didn't want to go forward by himself, and he didn't want to hand over such a dangerous matter to Merris.

Under the pressure, Lamb had no choice but to bite the bullet and stepped forward, but he didn't know what to do to the lady in front of him who hid everything under the red dress at the first glance.

Fortunately, Aigers is quite practical, so she lifted her skirt without waiting for others to search, two firecrackers, a dozen magazines, a few stones of unknown texture, and more than 20 small bottles filled with liquids of different colors. Clang on the ground.

Everyone: "..."

Merris couldn't help but fell into contemplation: Did they develop the bottom of the skirt into some kind of space storage props in 1000 years?

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, he turned his head and found that Felix was eager to ask the other party why he put down so many things directly. Meris hurriedly stopped him, a friend who likes to find out, lest he do something rude to the lady. matter, he stepped forward and said, "Ms. Eggers?"

Aigers didn't have the slightest sense of being held hostage, and nodded with a very high attitude.

Merris picked up where he had been interrupted: "Just now we talked about Foster being forced by us—"

Agnes' eyes of condemnation pierced Foster like a sword, and the latter wanted to cry without tears, feeling that he would never be able to get rid of this trumped-up charge for the rest of his life.

"Are you an alchemist?" Merris asked, not noticing the swords and swords of the two of Nefer.

Agnes nodded.

"That's really great." Merris suddenly smiled like a flower. As a heterosexual woman, Agnes couldn't help but couldn't move her eyes, so she clearly saw that the magician with a gentle smile took out Picked up the staff: "I'm very sorry, we have to persecute you."

Agnes: "..."