I'm not a magician

The sound of the explosion resounding through the palace was extremely loud. The nobles who attended the banquet were startled first, and quickly came forward without hesitation. Beside the scorched lawn.

The well-dressed nobles gathered together in twos and threes, half-covered their faces, and looked at the broken corpses all over the floor with curiosity and disgust.

The night wind was still blowing gently, mixing the pungent burnt smell, rich bloody smell, and the extravagant perfume smell of the nobles together, making it appear chaotic and weird.

Just when the countess put the dirty blood from her fingertips into her mouth, the nobles couldn't help but wrinkled their faces, whispered to each other, and their disdain gradually rose. It was obvious that this move would soon turn into an upper class tea room talking material.

However, after the word gladiolus came out, the expressions of the nobles who were holding it just now immediately changed, and exclamations and panic rang out in the garden one after another.

"Is that the Gladiolus Society? Have they started again!"

"The lowly civilians are really stupid and evil! Sure enough, we should increase our control over them, so that the pillars of the empire cannot be eaten away by these moths!"

"Even Earl Elliott is eyeing it, it seems that they really plan to not let anyone go..."

Brandon watched as his mother wiped her fingers with a handkerchief and put on the gloves again. His face was also very ugly, and the hem of the already charred dress was torn to pieces by him.

Ji Chi appeased and patted his tense shoulder blades, glanced at the countess who was gargling with tea, and asked him, "Is there something wrong with the gladiolus?"

The young master nodded, with puzzlement and anger in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "In recent years, an organization called the Gladiolus Society has emerged in the empire. It was originally composed of many unemployed civilian slaves. Let’s help each other and go on strong together.”

Brandon stood on tiptoe, rubbed the soft lawn irritably, and wiped off a piece of blood on it: "But later, they became more and more radical, and more and more civilians joined them, including some professionals. Innately, they gradually turned their resentment and hatred towards the nobles, and expressed their dissatisfaction by means of massacre."

"However, some nobles should be punished." The young master frowned. "Those scum who treat civilians like livestock should die, but why would they want to kill me? The Elliot family has never Sorry to anyone..."

The young master was a little sad when he said that, he was raised very well, and there was still a trace of childish innocence on his white and tender face. He firmly believed that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and sincerely thanked everyone who was kind to him, and also tried his best to help Every soul within reach.

The Earl and his wife are absolutely indispensable for raising such a child, so before today, no one thought that members of the Elliott family would be on the assassination list of the Gladiolus Society.

The expressions of the count and his wife became serious. They looked at each other and looked at the king: "Your Majesty, please allow the Earl's House to investigate this incident. If the murderer is really the Gladiolus Society, the Earl's House will do its best to help the empire rectify it."

These words were not inquiries, but notifications, but the king did not feel offended, or the offense was suppressed by surprise.

The Gladiolus Society has always been a cancer that has caused the royal family great headaches. They are elusive and hidden in the crowd. Although each member has a brand, the brand will only appear after death.When the Gladiolus Society first began to slaughter nobles, they would arrogantly kill themselves next to their corpses, leaving behind a satisfied smile and a brand of gladioli flowers blooming on their chests as a demonstration.

The king received the provocation and spent a lot of manpower and material resources in the search for the gladioli, but each time he only caught a few innocuous little ones.The captured minions would also commit suicide in prison in various creepy ways. Every corpse with the brand of gladiolus appeared wantonly mocking the incompetence of the royal family.

In order to rectify the Gladiolus Society, the king had intentionally or unintentionally dragged Earl Elliot into the water many times, but unfortunately he was beaten and fooled by him, and the king gritted his teeth in hatred behind his back.But today, he actually agreed, and the king couldn't help but be overjoyed for a while, and the depression of the night disappeared a lot.

"The Earl might as well investigate Ji Chi now." William took the opportunity to suggest, "Don't you think he is the most suspect? A commoner who mixed into the nobles, possesses pure fire elemental magic, and assassinated familiar people in the palace. Friends, kidnapping Catherine... Isn't all of this a logical thing?"

When the Earl decided to investigate the Gladiolus Club, Catherine tightened her skirt. She didn't hear the movement around her for a while, but she acquiesced to William's words.

The king's expression was shaken, and he looked at Ji Chi meaningfully: "Do you have anything to explain?"

Ji Chi raised the corner of his mouth absurdly, and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Brandon's growl.

"Fart! Do you know how many times Ji Chi has saved me? Why is he going to kill me? There is no reason for your speculation! Then I can too! Maybe it is Catherine who wants to kill me! Maybe she is already tired of it If you refer to marriages and refer to marriages, the unified Jianlan will secretly want to kill everyone!"

The young master was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, his hair blew up, and he started to bite anyone he caught.

Catherine raised her eyes and gave him a cold look.

"Brandon!" Several shouts came at the same time!

The king raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? William is speculating with reason and evidence, but you, don't be fooled and keep messing around!"

Brandon clenched his fists and stuck his neck unwilling to show weakness, his small body firmly blocked in front of Ji Chi.

Sheng Keli sneered again boredly: "I don't know who was cheated, a bunch of idiots." She didn't name her name, but everyone knew who she was connoting.

The king's evil fire surged up quite frequently tonight, and the smiling lips that had been raised up couldn't hold back and collapsed. He suppressed the tyrannical mood, knocked the scepter hard on the ground, and said beyond doubt: "Then Let's put the suspects under surveillance first, and Ji Chi will live in the palace for a while, waiting for the truth to be found out."

Brandon's eyes were a little red. Ji Chi was because he was summoned by the king, and he was dragged to the palace tonight. If anything happened to Ji Chi in the palace, he would never forgive himself in his life.

The innocence in the young master's eyes is disappearing little by little.

A hand pressed Brandon's shoulder, as in every battle in the Forest of Darkness, as long as he couldn't hold on anymore, there would be such a hand that was not thick enough, but extremely powerful, lightly Gently pushed him away and stood invincibly in front of him.

Ji Chi smiled, but his dark eyes were as cold as an abyss. He looked straight at the king and asked softly, "Then how can I wash away my suspicion?"

Whether Ji Chi is the son of the holy pharmacist is still uncertain. The king is upset tonight, and he no longer wants to treat each other nicely because of this possibility. He frowned impatiently: "You just keep quiet Just wait, someone will find out the truth."

"No, I have an exam soon, and it will affect my future." Ji Chi was very serious.

The king laughed angrily, looked at him contemptuously, and waved his hand to let the guards behind him step forward to control him: "Then what do you want?"

Ji Chi thought for a while, with a calm and confident expression: "Why don't you let me demonstrate, if I wanted to kill Brandon, what would I do?"

The young master was startled, turned to look at him, and asked in horror, "Why? I swear! I never told anyone that the girl was you!"

The crisp oath resounded loudly, making the surroundings even more dead silent.

St. Claire laughed again, this time she didn't sneer, but put her face on one hand, looking back and forth between the two of them with great interest, with "something interesting finally came" written all over her eyes.

Ji Chi smiled gently and looked at the guilty young master: "It's okay, even if you really die, I will save you. After all, we are good friends, aren't we?"

The sound of teeth grinding in the voice is very obvious.

The king had had enough of this farce, and pressed his throbbing forehead: "Enough, what kind of proof is this, you hurry to him-"

"Soon, it only takes a few minutes, otherwise I will be locked up for many days, it's not worth it at all." After Ji Chi finished speaking, before the guards approached, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the flower bed not far away, "You Look, I want to kill Brandon, and that'll do it."

As soon as the words fell, a huge and dazzling fireball shot out from Ji Chi's fingertips and hit the empty and exquisite flower bed. There was a deafening crackling sound, accompanied by the soaring firelight, as if the scene just now was reproduced again.

No one expected that he would make a sudden attack. The nobles felt the scorching temperature in a daze, screamed belatedly, and took a few steps on their hind legs in panic.Even the guards who hadn't approached had a conditioned reflex, set up their swords and shields in unison, and looked at Ji Chi warily.

terrible!No omen, no chant!Just waving his hand casually is an exploding fireball. With this ability, he can easily kill anyone!

The king was also shocked. He looked at the same scorched black pit on the flower bed not far away, and inexplicable fear emerged in his heart. His years of experience in dealing with people made him feel bad. He pursed his lips and did not speak. It was William who interrupted first.

"Are you throwing yourself into a trap?" William couldn't believe that there was such a stupid person, he almost wanted to laugh, "The same fire element, the same power, the difference is that you don't want to do it yourself! You still want to explain What?"

"William, shut up!" the king suddenly yelled at him.

Ji Chi withdrew his left hand, and the snow-white dress seemed to cover his body with moonlight, like a moonlight elf dancing in the wind, pure and harmless.

But it's a pity that the jet-black hair and pupils are almost the color of a devil.

"Don't worry, this is just the first step." Ji Chi tapped Brandon on the forehead, pushing him backwards, "Okay, assuming that Brandon had died in the flames just now, what happened to the explosion? It also attracted everyone in the palace, everyone gathered here to condemn me, want to lock me up, want to torture me, want to kill me..."

"At this time, I who really killed Brandon, what should I do?" Ji Chi imitated Catherine and tilted his head, looking at everyone cutely.

"Stop! Ji Chi!" The king's premonition became stronger and stronger, and the slightly torn voice made the nobles around him restless.

Only the earl felt it, he raised his mouth and shook his head slightly.

The Countess poked him curiously with her fan, and asked in a low voice, "Why, what did you find?"

"It's scary, that child..." The count showed her his palm helplessly, "Look, I'm trying my best to summon the fire element."

The countess stared at his empty palm, and raised her head in surprise: "How could this be? Even you..."

The count put up a finger and tapped it between his lips: "Hush—look carefully, this may be a scenery that we can only see once in a lifetime."

Looking at the bewildered faces in front of him, Ji Chi smiled wildly.

These people, they don't understand the preciousness of life at all, relying on their strength and power, they control and trample on them at will——

Really, really disgusting.

Magic value【0/10000】

All MP was exhausted, just for the simplest fireball.

Ji Chi slowly raised his hand, the well-fitting dress brought a slight sense of restraint, but he felt relieved: "Let me show you, the only magic I can use - fireball, I think it can not only wash me The suspicion is enough to clear the entire palace."

Its daybreak?

After a long day of exhausting work, the civilians who were about to curl up on the hard wooden bed and fell asleep looked out the window in puzzlement. They pushed open the wooden window that leaked light, blocked their eyes, and looked in the direction of the palace.

A real tomorrow gradually rises, illuminating the palace, the city, and everyone's eyes.

It quietly rose into the night sky, accompanied by the bright moon, and became the only spectacle where the sun and the moon coexisted in the Demon Sword Continent for thousands of years.

"It's a good sign—"

Everyone who saw this scene and didn't know why, couldn't help but smile on his face.They are either leaning against their loved ones, or leaning alone on the red-lit window lattice, their eyes are shining, as if they are full of hope.

Only Harvey stood in front of the window, held an owl on his shoulders, looked at the accompanying sun and moon, and sighed softly: "Who can hold him back...so, the history of Demon Sword Continent can finally move forward Is it? I hope it can be like now, a light that illuminates the night."

Ji Chi withdrew his eyes from the sky, his face was slightly pale due to the exhaustion of magic power, he smiled lazily, and said to the dull Louis: "Your Highness, Second Prince, came to the banquet in a hurry, and I haven't had time to prepare gifts. "

Tomorrow suddenly exploded, the sound was too violent beyond the tolerance of human ears, everyone could only watch it bloom silently, sparks and stars rushed to the river, like a massive meteor shower, dotted the entire night sky .

"This is a small gesture, not a respect. Congratulations on becoming a senior fighter."