Embarrassment of Golden Dragon Tails

The mansion of the Duke of Mandin, Born MC Semeril, is located in the Meri district in the southeast corner of the inner city of Black Blade. It is a solemn mansion with a wide garden.The Duke of Mandin has been stationed in the capital for a long time, and his mansion is almost obstinate, just like his character.

It was morning when Vera arrived at the gate of the mansion, and the sun was already close to the mid-heaven, exuding the blazing rays of the summer sun.As Minister of War, the Duke's residence is heavily guarded.Despite the time constraints, Vera made his way back to the lodgings to change into his black robe studded with pockets.Valla's staff had long been lost, and he stood empty-handed in front of the tall, fortified copper gate, gazing at the dark brown family crest, and told the guards his first name—not his surname.

The guard asked suspiciously if he had an appointment, and when he learned that he hadn't, he nearly questioned eight generations of his ancestors.Vera answered impatiently. Seeing that the soldier was unwilling to inform him, he threw a handful of flash dust, climbed over the gate lightly, and rushed in.The guards were quickly alarmed, and a large number of soldiers rushed over from all over the mansion, outflanking Vera in an orderly manner.Holding sharp spears and bows and arrows in their hands, they pointed sharp arrows at Vera, intending to capture the intruder—dead or dead.

The encirclement quickly narrowed, and Vera sneered. Following his movements, a cloud of black mist spread, and then Vera flashed past the guards in front and appeared behind them.

The bow and arrow followed, and Vera quickly chanted, and a magic barrier was formed almost instantly, covering his surroundings.The flashing arrow whizzed towards the barrier, and the tip melted in an instant before falling powerlessly to the ground.Vera didn't look back, and ran towards the atrium under the protection of the barrier.

Waiting for him is the spellcaster team under the duke's command responsible for the security of the mansion.Different from common sorcerers who do their own thing, the eight casters looked serious and stood in the most appropriate positions without leaving any dead ends.They watched the intruders in the encirclement, the power of their spells ready to unleash.

According to Tyran's news, since Vera ran away from home, the Duke of Semiril has reorganized his scattered spellcasters and trained a set of tactics for group combat, which seems to be very effective.

What greeted Vera was several bursts of passionate lightning and flames, followed by slowness, paralysis, and cracking, which made Vera overwhelmed.His slender fingers danced swiftly, summoning a shield to wrap around him, resisting the lightning and flames, while the remaining ones dodged or dispelled one by one.

While evading, he took the time to throw out a handful of extremely choking powder with a pungent smell.

The spellcasters stuck to their positions, and the scents seemed to have no effect on them at all.Still, Vera heard at least two people coughing.

In the smog and pungent smell, Villa intends to teleport directly, disrupt the formation, and break through their blockade.His purpose was to find the Duke, not waste time with his men.

To his surprise, the spell failed, something limited his spell.

Vera immediately discovered that those dizzying spells were just a cover, and when he was dealing with those spells, a magic circle covering the entire atrium had already been formed.

With the actions of the spellcasters, the breath of magic rushed to the face, forming an invisible cage, imprisoning Vera in it.After confirming that the prey was captured, the cage began to shrink, and the strength was built into countless shackles, slowly but firmly squeezing towards him.

This magic circle prevented the possibility of rapid movement, and the spell was suppressed, but Vera did not panic. He stood calmly on the spot, kept a smile, and glanced at each spellcaster in turn.

As long as it is a magic circle, it has its weaknesses.No matter how tacitly cooperates, there are always times when it is not perfect.

The invisible force is getting stronger and stronger, firmly oppressing Vera and suppressing his strength.Vera stood quietly, the corners of her clothes remained motionless in the thick air that seemed to be solid.

Watch and wait.

Create opportunities at the most appropriate time.

The shackles gradually appeared, and the chains constructed by magic were intertwined in the air, forming a whole and moving slowly.And as the casters chanted, pitch-black thorns began to grow from the deep black chains, stretching out into the cage.At this moment, the opportunity came.

Vera held his breath and raised his hands at the same time, two groups of black dust appeared in the air, and then, a strong wind was generated out of thin air, wrapped in the dust, shuttled and rotated between the magic chains, and scattered all the dust throughout the battle field middle.The dust quickly turned into smoke, blocking everyone's sight.

In the haze, Vera heard a few suppressed coughs as she wished.Feeling the slight tremor of the cage, Vera seized the opportunity to chant quickly, trying to penetrate the weak point of the magic circle.Lightning gathered at the fingertips, Vera smiled.With the movement of both hands, ten bolts of lightning shot out from the fingertips, attacking in all directions.

Lightning hit the cage made of chains, and the cage stood still for a moment.For breaking the magic circle, this momentary obstacle doesn't pose too much threat, but Vera's purpose is not here.At the same time that the lightning hit the chain, he threw a dagger forward and to the left.The thin dagger passed through the gap in the chain, pierced through the momentarily stagnant magic circle, and pierced straight into the thigh of a spellcaster.

With a shrill scream, the magic circle was shaken.

Vera broke through the magic circle neatly, and put another dagger on the wounded caster's neck in a blink of an eye.

Afterwards, he leisurely said to the rest of the people: "My dear colleagues, I'm just here to visit the Duke of Manding and discuss important matters. Why are you so impatient?"

Different from his relaxed words, Vera roughly picked up the injured caster, blocked him by his side, and put the dagger on his neck.

A spell caster negotiated with him calmly: "Intruder, what you have done is not a qualified guest. Let him go, we can report this matter to the Duke, the Duke is always magnanimous, if you really just Come and visit..."

The captain of the guard interrupted him: "Tanglis, don't talk nonsense with him. I know this guy. The Duke personally issued an expulsion order for him. He is a dangerous guy. He is not welcome in the entire Ebon City. If the deportees enter Black Front City without authorization, they will be shot to death."

Tanglis seemed to be in a dilemma, his eyes flicked back and forth between Vera and the dagger in his hand, and said hesitantly: "But...but..."

"No but. Tanglis, am I the captain or are you the captain?" He stared at Vera and warned, "Intruder, your hostage is worthless. I advise you to surrender immediately, and maybe the Duke can forgive you."

Vera let out a chuckle, and said happily: "Ah, my dear Captain, I don't need to remind you, I will go to ask the Duke's forgiveness now. Let me remind you, of course I will keep the shield for myself, But only for myself."

Then, before the captain of the guard could answer, he threatened the spellcaster and swaggered towards the duke's residence, and said one more thing: "I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise I can't guarantee what will happen. You should understand, What's the point of pissing off a mage like me. I don't think you guys want an explosion and ruins here."

Surrounded by guards, Vera arrived at the Duke's residence unscathed.

About fifty guards stood guard in front of the three-story bluestone masonry building, and in the middle of them, the current generation of Duke of Mandin, Boen MC Semmeril, was waiting for the arrival of the invaders.