Netheril’s Brilliance

Azite is different from Punk and Kane. Strictly speaking, this guy is more "complete" in character as a "human". He is not as indifferent as punk, nor is he as crazy as Kane. I don't know what I'm thinking. ◢With *Dream*Small◢.1a

It is for this reason that Aztlán has both character advantages and character shortcomings. He is optimistic, easy-going, kind and lawful, and indisputable. At the same time, he is somewhat self-centered, indecisive, Decisiveness is not strong.

In summary, the White-robed Mage is a very normal "human being". He has his own good and bad sides, and his personality has contradictory two sides in different situations.

If this guy is merely a scholar or researcher, then his character is just a normal mental state, and he is just a pragmatic young man with full ideals. Those sparse and ordinary ways of thinking and psychological characteristics are not counted as What advantages, of course, is not a disadvantage.

But... if as a legendary mage, especially as a reclusive legendary mage who has unfortunately encountered three "abnormal creatures", it is difficult for Aztllan's character to be in a direct or secret confrontation. How much advantage does it occupy.

After all, even if his strength is on the strong side, the kind heart guarding the "homeland" will make any conscientious person intimidated.

Now, punk’s greatest weakness in seizing Aztlan is his kindness. The most advantageous "hostage" of the three "invaders" is this city of white rocks that stands in the middle of the magic fan lock and has nowhere to go.

It is precisely because of knowing these "weaknesses" of Aztlan that the legendary mage who temporarily put aside the experiment will walk out of the residence unhurriedly, and then face the white-robed mage standing at the door...

"Hello, Mr. "Pale Ghost", maybe I haven't told you that I don't like being disturbed by anyone when I'm doing research, so... if nothing happens, you'd better turn around and go back."

Standing in the shadow of the eaves at the door, punk stopped silently like a shadow penetrating from the abyss. He ignored the fact that the house he lived in was still built by Aztlan himself the day before, and ignored Given his special status as a "guest", the caster with no emotion in his eyes just silently watched the white-robed mage who was holding the staff opposite him, and then waited for an answer without saying a word.

Under the brilliant sunlight of the artificial sun, Aztlan was completely exposed to the bright white light at this moment, but the white color reflected on the marble floor under his feet stopped abruptly when it extended to the punk’s toes. The shadows formed by the eaves cut off the rays of light.

Mr. "Destroy Whisper""! We are all legendary professionals, so we understand that pretending to be confused is a ridiculous thing. You should know what you have done, and you should also know why I came here today"!

Aztlan ignored Punk's perfunctory questions, only to see his eyes fixed sharply on the cold pupils of the legendary mage, and then he stepped forward and said solemnly and solemnly:

"So... tell me, what exactly do you want to do? Why do you distribute those ridiculous toys everywhere"!

From the storage bracelet, he took out a gorgeous Donald Duck magic wand, and the white-robed mage, who had clearly bred anger in his eyes, directly threw the shiny little stick to punk.

"..... Are you worrying about my surveillance by creating such troublesome things and destroying the peaceful relationship between our two sides? The guy who treats the gentleman's belly like a villain, I must tell you that I have never been Aztran Will not monitor a friend who deserves to be treated sincerely"!

Speaking of this, Aztlan is about to point the head of the gray staff at Punk’s forehead. It is obvious that no matter if what this guy said is true or false, he has indeed lost patience with this kind of secret confrontation. .

But... Even so, the only people who are anxious and angry are the White-robed Mage himself. Even though Aztlan seems to have a little on the verge of exploding from the outside, Kane and Zheng who are officially "watching the door" The punk, who casually looked at the magic wand in his hand, still maintained a relaxed expression with no reaction.

Among them, the "Destroy Whisper" being questioned by the "host" of White Rock City also replied indifferently with a very indifferent tone:

"Well, if you ask such words, it can fully show that we haven't won your trust. After all, "friends" don't forcefully associate a few small toys with conspiracies. So that's the case... in order to reassure you, I can swear to the goddess of magic, the lord of the dawn, the girl of life... or any god-I have absolutely no purpose other than giving children a certain welfare when distributing these toys, otherwise I will make my family thunder and thunder. Don't die...how, do you believe what I said now?"

While speaking the extremely vicious vow, Punk tapped the air twice with a magic wand.

Accompanied by the sound of a "punch" sound like laughing at something, a Donald Duck with a mean smile on his face floated in the air out of thin air.

Punk's so-called "vow" is really just a joke. There is no legendary wizard in the world who will use oaths or promises as a basis for judgment, not to mention that the objects of punk swear are the most despised gods of wizards. …………

So in a sense, punk’s "friendly explanation" is more insincere than insincere.

In the face of this kind of ridicule, which meant more words, Aztlan couldn't help but get angry no matter how good his temper.

He can now be sure that punk must have secretly arranged something unknown to him, but because he doesn't know any secrets of the Netheril era~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the white-robed mage still has to endure the confusion. The situation is beyond guessing.

As a result, Aztlan naturally increased his momentum. He stopped talking about a bunch of useless nonsense. Instead, he frowned and took a big step forward, and then pulled up with his hands. The side of the punk collar almost stuck his forehead to the brim of the hood and shouted in a very gloomy tone:

"Punk-Sean! Do I look like a person who will receive threats? Don't forget, White Rock City is my place, and we are all prisoners in this puzzle! If you really don't know how to stop... ..."

"...How about that? Aztlán-Hipporon! Do you think I am a person willing to accept threats?"

Facing the white-robed mage's anger, the expressionless "Destroy Whisper" did not show any retreat.

He just stared at Aztlán's dark green eyes without shy, and then took out a thumb-sized pale yellow gem from the storage ring.

"Answer me, "Pale Ghost"! Even if we are not sufficiently restrained, what do you want?"