Blood of Mercury

Roland turned around and saw a nondescript person dressed up. ○

The reason why it is said to be nondescript is because he is clearly wearing a gray robe of a wizard apprentice, but he also wears brown leather armor.

Roland stared at the man, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The inexplicable sense of crisis, like a needle prick, swept slightly behind Roland. Driven by this itching sensation, Roland straightened his waist unconsciously.

...is a magic knife wizard.

Roland looked at it again and determined this from his unconsciously bent right hand and straight left hand.

Wizards rarely wear leather armor. If you are not afraid of affecting your spellcasting movements, there are even wizards who wear heavy armor. It was a special combat wizard named Thunder Fist.

But only wizards don't wear leather armor. Because the cortex is biological, it cannot transmit unformed laws.

This will allow the wizard to use sorcery such as Sunfire Bodyguard or Fire Nova, and block them in the leather armor when the sorcery is just half-formed, thereby burning the wizard himself.

However, there is only one type of wizard who can wear leather armor, and that is the magic knife wizard.

The Sorcerer is not so much a sorcerer as it is an assassin who uses sorcery.

They don't go out of their way to use those mighty sorceries unless they need to.

In addition to those sorceries that can be invisible, cause hallucinations, and move in space, at most, the wizards of the sword will study some gaze-based and simple blessing-based sorcery.

But at the same time, in order to beware of magic knife wizards and assassins, many wizards who are good at fighting will be accustomed to constant metal induction enchantments on their bodies. Once a metal object over a certain weight is too close to them, the enchantment on them will alarm.

Therefore, only such wizards who need a certain amount of defense but can't wear too many metal items need to wear leather armor.

and. When fighting, the magic knife wizard needs to straighten his left hand and hold the knife in his right hand.

Roland frowned slightly.

If you want to form this habit. At least master the feature of "silent casting". In other words, the man in front of him must at least reach the bronze rank.

but. To make the current Roland feel a sense of crisis, if there is not some kind of restraint on Roland on his body, at least a silver-level magic knife wizard is required.

...but he was wearing a gray robe that only a wizard apprentice would wear.

--something wrong.

Roland raised his head and looked at the strange man carefully.

At this time, Roland noticed this man's face.

His handsome and angular face gave the impression of a lion. On this basis, the fluffy curly hair undoubtedly deepened this impression.

This unfamiliar man looked about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a moderate amount of muscle on his body, and at about 1.85 meters tall, he was a head taller than Roland.

The palm of his left hand is cleaner and whiter than his right hand. This shows that he has just participated in a battle not long ago. I found the priest of the goddess of life for treatment and scar removal.

Coupled with his well-kept curly hair and the perfume on his body, this is a person who pays great attention to his image.

Paying attention to image, like to exercise, and accosting people without honorifics, coupled with the iconic blonde hair, this must be a Titan who has not run away.

And Titan... more than a single dog.

Roland asserted indifferently.

"Robert! Long time no see!"

Just when Roland was still looking at this person, An Ruosi quickly walked over in surprise as soon as he turned his head.

The man called Robert grinned and gave An Ruosi a big hug: "Long time no see, An Ruosi."

Then, he pushed hard. He clamped An Ruosi's neck with his right arm and gave him a headbutt, neither light nor heavy.

"Good boy, you haven't seen each other for a month, and you found such beautiful two young ladies to be with you? You don't want Natalia anymore?"

While saying so. Robert dragged An Ruosi to the room away from Roland and Claudia, lowered his head and asked in a very soft voice, "Hey, man. Which one is yours?"

"What is mine..."

An Ruosi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He was about to explain, but felt that Roland kicked him from behind. Heart shivered, he closed his mouth immediately.

"I'm Helland. Helland Alexyevna." Roland took two steps forward, gave a Suze noble salute, and said to Robert Crisp in Titanic with a winter elf accent, " I'm a friend of An Russ, Mr. Robert, meeting for the first time."

"First meeting, Miss Hurland Alex. Your name has a fragrance that is so refreshing."

Robert straightened abruptly, greeted Roland very intimately, and complimented him irreverently.

Afterwards, he also blinked sharply at An Ruosi, and then rubbed Claudia's side with a bright smile that almost flashed.

... always feel like something is being misunderstood.

An Ruosi's mouth twitched.

"Who is he?" Before An Ruosi could give any explanation, Roland blocked An Ruosi's path with his body, gently held An Ruosi's neck with both hands, and asked in a low voice.

"A very friendly senior, he is the one I know best in the sword department..." An Ruosi found sadly that this misunderstanding could not be solved under Roland's intervention, so she gave up and said, "I listen. Said that his family is Titan's military, and has a very cruel sister... Oh, yes, he is still single, Miss Hel. Lan."

"I can see it."

Roland glanced at Claudia, who looked at him with a bewildered face, and chuckled.

That's the saint of my family. If I'm cheated by you with just a few words, what will I do?

"By the way, who is that Natalia?"

"Why are you asking so much, Mr. Roland... So what are you doing..."

An Ruosi lowered his shoulders weakly, put his hands heavily on Roland's shoulders, and said earnestly, "Don't make trouble, okay... Poor little An Ruosi's emotional journey is already facing many crises—"

"I just want to make a few words. I will help you on your side later, you help me first."

Roland narrowed his eyes, his right hand slowly touched An Ruosi's left hand, and lightly held his left index finger.

To be precise, it was pinching on his second knuckle, the black ring.

Suddenly, An Ruosi was shocked.

"I understand. You act according to chance." Roland said to An Ruosi with his mouth.

An Ruosi immediately showed a grateful look and faint surprise.

His expression perfectly confirmed Roland's conjecture.

Roland only confirmed his previous suspicions at this time.

In An Ruosi's left hand, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary devil, but Isma.

Ordinary wizards don't know it, but An Ruosi, as a student of Parbuchko, should at least know what Ithma is.

After all, the only sample of Ithma in the White Tower was captured by Parbuchko.

If the devil is a wicked lawyer who defrauds precious coins such as "souls" through legal contracts, then Ismo is an organ dealer who defrauds victims to "voluntarily" donate all the internal organs of the body through forged contracts.

They will disguise themselves as ordinary devils, but they will not complete the transaction at one time, but will connect their hearing, touch or vision to the forged contract to follow the victim, and continue to sign one after another according to the specific situation of the victim. A contract that does not hide malicious intent at all, and ultimately directly occupies the victim's body.

They are more like blackmailers than liars.

Now the contract is bound to An Ruosi's finger, and the symbol without eyes can't write. If there is no accident, An Ruosi should be connected to the hearing.

So……

"By the way, let me ask, what is the rank of that Natalia?"

Roland pretended to ask casually.

"High-level black iron... what's wrong?"

An Ruosi replied casually, with a blank face.

"It's nothing... I'm just calculating the danger of pretending to be your girlfriend," said this, Roland showed a sweet smile that did not hide his malicious intent, "It seems that the possibility of being hacked to death with you is unlikely. Big, I'm relieved."

"...Slow, wait! Mr. Roland, if I do something wrong..."

An Ruosi's voice suddenly became louder.

But before he could say the second half of his sentence~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Roland turned his head and asked Robert Crisp: "That, Mr. Robert—"

"Beautiful Miss Hellland Alex, what's the matter with you?"

Robert turned around immediately, took two steps towards Roland, and asked in a deep voice.

Obviously, An Ruosi's second half sentence was directly covered by Roland's voice, and Robert didn't hear it at all.

"I want to know, what did you mean when you said, 'I'm right'?"

Roland's eyes narrowed slightly like a fox. Hearing Roland's question, Claudia and An Ruosi also turned their attention. (To be continued..)

ps: ... Well, everyone, Dian Niang smoked again last night, and we couldn't log in to the author's backstage at half past eleven, until we couldn't do it at all.

So our full attendance is gone... I'm in a bad mood! (beat the table)

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