A New Age of Magic

This is a tall, burly man with **** red hair, a rugged face, and no anger and self-esteem. At first glance, he knows that he is quite capable.

The waiter introduced the name of Fowles, and the man stretched out his hand and shook hands with Fowles: "Mystra's glory envelopes you, your new friend."

"The God of Courage has given you glory, Master Baron." The ancient etiquette that almost no one was using, and Fowles almost didn't react. Fortunately, his good family education saved him.

Baron Orlando flashed his eyes, apparently because of a smooth and educated reply from Falls.

Fowles also didn't understand why the baron was doing this. He drew out a slightly painful palm, his eyes hinted that the elementary school pupils handed over gifts, and he explained from the side, which one is the apology that he passed on behalf of, and which one was the baroness' birthday Congratulations

"You are so polite!" The baron laughed again. "Come, come, sit casually, sit casually, you must have fun. I will entertain other guests first, and I will talk to you in a moment!"

It seems that this guy is really looking for something to do with himself. Fowles finds a seat to sit down and starts auditing involuntarily.

In fact, this is why he brought so many gifts here

The Baron heard about him from the Phelps Mercenary Corps, and then sent someone seriously to invite him. The causal relationship between these two events made it impossible for Fowles to make a reasoning: The Baron had something to do. Ask him to help, and build on the fact that he is a war-level mage.

But this is not the case, it is just an illusion made by yourself, so the only purpose for Falls to come here is to do everything possible to deny the baron's request without causing the other side to turn his face.

Such a reason looks for a large basket, like the rules of the family trial, the rules of the magic tutor, but they are too deliberate. Falls intends to listen to the other party's request and then respond in a targeted manner.

Now that his idea is settled, Fowles began to calm down and look at the bright lights and paper fans in the hall.

Under the bright lights, the ladies and gentlemen danced happily with the music;

In the dim corner, it was these gentlemen and ladies, who were trapped in the soft sofa, covered by shadows, and from time to time the shallow chants sang, but were hidden under the music;

The well-trained waiters held the trays and shuttled through the venue, pouring wine for the guests for a while, and changing the food and drinks that were about to bottom out.

This picture has been seen too many times in the memory of his predecessor, although he is only an unimportant heir to the Medici family.

The cultivation of the heirs by the Medicis has been systematic and rigorous since childhood. This may be the basis for the Medicis to occupy a place in the entire continent under the leadership of a Viscount.

The scenes in memory are intertwined with the sense of presence, which makes Fowles feel bored for no reason.

That was not Fowles ’own emotion, but the reaction of the former master of the body.

In a person's life, there are really too many messages hidden in his mind. The original master's memory is fully received by Fowles, which does not mean that he knows everything.

The old memory is like a kind of data storage. When needed, Fowles can get the desired information with just a few thoughts, but when he is idle, he does not go through all the memories of his predecessor. It takes too long.

All in all, the unusual reaction of the body made Fowles read a very interesting picture from the heart of his predecessor. The vaguely acquainted background and the unforgettable image made Fowles look at it with relish.

Until his loose robes and trousers were almost pulled down by Little Loli, Falls awakened from memory.

Then, he saw that Little Loli was pulling his pants in one hand, and the other was being held by a young man in his twenties. His thin body was almost suspended in the air, and big tears rolled in his eyes.

Falls didn't understand what was going on, and the young man tempted in his ear and said, "Little sister, come, come, big brother will lead you to see the turtle"

No matter in which world, no matter in what era, the nobility is an extremely shameless race.

You can expose the dark side to the sky light unscrupulously, making humanity ugly to a certain extreme.

For this, Fowles had a full understanding of it, so he didn't dare to bring it to such a banquet.

Can't be guaranteed that no one will be taken by you, and then a drunken nobleman comes to you, "Hey, I'm fancy your little maid, I'll exchange my horse for you"

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Among the nobles, this is a request for tolerance and generosity, what can you do?

Refuse? Is that man Baron Island or his relatives?

promise? That is not in line with your own outlook on life!

Fowles thought that cautiousness had reached its extreme and brought in trainees who were under eight years old, but it seemed that he still deeply underestimated the shameless limits of the nobles.

The skinny, young man who seemed to be able to blow down in a gust of wind, hung his deep bags under his eyes, dragging his body, which had apparently been emptied by the wine, and looked at Xiao Loli's eyes full of sick mania: "Little sister, come Come on, oops! "

Fowls swept across the back of the young man's hand indifferently.

The sudden sensation of burning made the youth unable to help but let go, and Little Loli immediately escaped from his hands, hiding behind Fears in horror.

However, the young man seemed to not see Fowles, or treated him like an immobile statue, turned a corner, and still came to Little Loli.

Picking up the elementary school apprentice's arm, you can see the young skinny claws, the deep blue and purple left on the arm, the anger flashed in the eyes of Fowles, the magic spell immediately condensed and formed in the mind, only a hit on the youth

"Slap!" The young man turned and fell on the floor for a while, shaking his head. The drunk young man tried to get up, but after struggling to a half, he fell again.

inverse? Flying cornices! The new skills of the wind system that can make people lose their balance are similar to the greasy technique of the same level. The difference is that the greasy technique is targeted to the region and the mutation spell is targeted to the individual. The duration of the greasy technique is very short.

The next thing was a comedy. The wine-colored youth climbed and rolled on the ground, and rolled and crawled, as if standing on the ice.

He was so drunk that he could n’t even tell the difference. He was secretly hand-footed, and several waiters tried to serve him, and he was driven out loudly by him: "Get away! Get away! I ’m not drunk! I am not drunk! "

If it is in a circus, his lively clown performance may win countless applause, but this is the reception of Baron Ellando!

The nobles attending the meeting will not immediately find the fun things like ordinary civilians, but most people's eyes have also been attracted to this place.

What makes Fowles care is that no one laughs!

Yes, the drunken youth fell and climbed like a maniac, but the people in the hall looked coldly, and none of them laughed.

So Falls did not smile, and even did not reveal the pride of the trick. He quietly watched the young man's performance until a red hair and a tall, burly figure appeared.

Baron Elanto picked up a young man with the same red hair in his hand, and the other hand was struggling, and the wave of the air swayed, dispersing the air flow that surrounded the youth and making him unbalanced. magic!"

Throwing the youth behind, Tie Qing asked the guard to take the man down, and the baron showed his face apologizing to Fowles: "It's really embarrassing, the dog is drunk and laughs generously!"

really! Falls said in his heart, secretly fortunate that he did not use other excessive means: "Where and where, in fact, it is normal, everyone has a drink disorder"

"Haha, what I said, what I said!" The baron smiled slightly, his palms laughing.

But Fowles noticed that the baron hadn't even bothered to look at his apparently ineffective son.

This may not be too furious, but the hall is not far away, surrounded by a group of women in Orlando, the protagonist of today ’s banquet, the baroness, is so good at his son ’s ugliness. It seems strange that the waiter waited for a casual look like the assistant refused to answer.

Maybe not her own? Looking at the baroness, who wasn't very young, there was a trace of doubt in Falls.

"I heard that Your Excellency is coming from Alexandria? It's really young and promising!" At this time, Baron Ellendo looked at Fowles and said, "How do you think we are compared to Babylon?"

Falls fell silent

At the first meeting, when he saw the rough appearance of Baron, Fowles thought it was a typical warrior; just now his son was ugly and gaffeous, he took action to resolve it, and his emotions were invisible. The characters, at least in line with what Elan Law said, this guy did a good job of buying and selling.

But when these words were asked, the person's rough appearance was immediately covered with a layer of thunder called a country gangster.