MTL - Assassin’s Chronicle-Chapter 32 Gadget
"Anfei, what are you doing?" Ernest came out from behind the bushes and looked at Anfei curiously.
An Fei didn't know where to get a big pot, but also made a simple stove with stones. The fire under the stove was burning, but there was no water in the pot. It was all small gray stone. Block, and An Fei still holding a steel bar, kept stirring in the pot.
"A little gadget." Anfei said with a smile: "Uncle Ernest, how did I not see you yesterday? Go to your room and find you several times, you are not there."
"Yesterday, you asked the little girl to send me a letter. The letter said that you are in trouble. If you have trouble, you must solve it in time. It is useless to avoid it. So I let Chris go to find you, what happened? He also protects you, and I have been secretly following you."
"What about that night?"
"I turned around here a few times in the evening to see if there were any suspicious people." Ernest smiled.
"Nothing found?"
Ernest shook his head: "I didn't even see the personal shadow."
"That may be... I am too suspicious, huh, huh." Anfei has decided to solve the problem himself, and it is not the case that it is always protected.
"No!" Ernest showed a smile-like expression: "Remember the Rose House?"
"Remember, it was dangerous that night!"
"You said to Sol before going to sleep that night, saying that you feel very wrong, right?"
"Well... yes, I felt that day..."
"You don't have to explain anything to me, no need, I believe in you." Ernest smiled. "So after receiving your letter, I am very nervous. If it is not really troublesome, you will not specifically I am looking for help."
An Fei no longer said anything. At this time, no matter what thank you, it seems empty and hypocritical.
"An Fei, what is your use for this thing?" Ernest's eyes fell on the iron pot.
"I will know when I get there." An Fei's mysterious smile, all the powder in the pot was poured into a small iron pot that was already prepared.
"You are this kid..." Ernest shook his head with a smile: "Well? Amway, what do you do with those flowers?"
"I like the scent of this flower."
Ernest grabbed a swallowed petal and sent it to his nose and smelled it: "Scent? How can I not smell it?"
"Uncle Ernest, your nose is not so good?"
"Nonsense!" Ernest threw the petals aside: "With this time, you practice practicing magic, how can you collect petals everywhere like a little girl?!"
"These petals are good for the human body!" An Fei rolled his eyes.
"There is a fart benefit, you like the fragrance of flowers, it is better to buy some perfume!" Ernest slowly stood up: "Get up, let me see what you are again... Panshan gun!"
"Uncle Ernest, I am busy here, will you be good tomorrow?" An Fei smiled bitterly, then smashed the petals thrown away by Ernest, put it on the stone, and grind it on the petals with iron bars. Pressed.
"God is mysterious, I think you have the qualification to be an alchemist." Ernest sat down helplessly.
An Fei smiled and didn't answer. He concentrated on his work.
"An Fei, starting today, let people send you to school, you can rest assured, I will follow you in the dark."
"Chris has promised to pick me up." Anfei laughed.
"Yeah." Ernest nodded. "Chris is a good kid."
It wasn't until breakfast that Affy's work came to an end, and everything was carefully packed, and Ernest didn't figure out what it was for Anfei to do these things, and tried it a few times. But Afflair did not say, and finally Ernest was too lazy to ask again.
Under normal circumstances, Chris is thinking about the night at night, so it will be very late in the morning. The breakfast has not been eaten a few times. Today, it has risen early. He has not forgotten his commitment to Anfei.
Before leaving the door, An Fei and Ernest talked a few words in secret, and they went out with Chris. The road was safe and sound. The front door of the School of Magic had already been seen. Disappointment: "Chris, go back first, it looks like there is nothing wrong today."
"Well, you are careful." Chris nodded.
Just then, there was a sudden quarrel in front of him, a woman with pale green hair and a very graceful back, and a tall man with a long sword wearing his waist screaming.
No matter where you are, there is always a shortage of people watching the bustle. In a moment, there is a circle around the men and women.
"Do you want to go with me?!"
"Go to hell, you garbage! Don't bother me!!"
"What the **** do you say?"
"What about you?!"
The men and women are too arguing, the atmosphere is getting more and more tense, and the people around them are whispering and laughing, not guessing the reason, or talking about the woman’s body and appearance, not at all, high The high hang seems to be the life criterion for most people in all planes. In the end, only one high-ranking swordsman with a very good appearance entered the field and tried to persuade the men and women.
An Fei and Chris also mixed into the crowd, but there was a small episode. After Chris squeezed into the front, he didn’t wait to stand still. Anfei took him around the field for half a turn, just in the way. In front of several female students of the Magic College, the female students screamed at the back of An Fei. The crowds have become dense. They can't change places, they just have to look up and watch the fun.
The men and women were more and more fierce and fierce. I didn’t expect that the woman’s character, who looked like a tall figure and a good face, was very violent. After a big sentence, she even took out the long sword and stabbed it to the man’s chest.
The man was very strong and the reaction speed was very fast. The sideways sideways stepped forward, just avoiding the woman’s sword front. Then he hit the woman’s back heavily, or he said. Pushed it a bit.
The woman’s sword stabbed empty, could not control her body shape, continued to sprint forward, and was pushed by the man on the back. She sprinted faster, and Jianfeng pointed out that she was standing. An Fei in front of the crowd.
For An Fei who entered the battle state, nothing is unexpected! Assassination and anti-stab, tracking and anti-tracking, Anfei can be regarded as slippery in this aspect, and the experience is extremely rich. In any abnormal situation, he will immediately play a 12-point spirit, and there will be no sloppyness. main idea.
At the same time as the woman pulled the sword, An Fei’s left hand had already grasped the paper bag in the belt, and the right hand directly threw out the simple magic wand, and then threw out the paper bag. In the eyes of others, this magic apprentice was scared by the accident. Not only did he throw out the magic wand, but he also threw away the gadgets he carried with him. He did not consider whether he could hurt people or consider it. Failure to save yourself is entirely an instinctive reaction.
The woman’s sword front was less than two meters away from An Fei’s chest. At this moment, her fierce murder appeared in her eyes, and the man pulled the sword to the side of the woman’s side, and the high-ranking swordsman who was persuaded was also exposed. From the side, he flew to Anfei. Obviously this is three insurance, one mistake and the next, the next one is not successful and there is a third person!
Anfei’s small fireball, which can be practiced for a long time and can be silent, finally reveals its power. Anfei’s palm wave, a small fireball quickly chasing the paper bag in the air, its speed is faster than the average magic apprentice release. The little fireball is much faster.
With a bang, the paper bag was smashed by the fireball, and the lime inside turned into a cloud of smoke, covering the three people who rushed to the front.
An Fei's position is not a purposeless change. He is standing behind a genuine female student at the Magic Academy. He doesn't have to worry about the attack from the rear, and it is still on the vent, ensuring that the quicklime will not fall on himself.
The man and the woman did not know what Anfei had thrown out. Seeing that Anfei’s little fireball fell into the air, he laughed at Anfei in his heart, and he was not afraid to continue to sprint forward, and immediately issued a scream of screaming. The high-ranking swordsman behind saw his companion utterly screaming, hurriedly stabilized his figure, and even took a few steps back, nervously looking at the situation ahead.
Chris's reaction speed was much slower than that of Anfei. At this time, he just had an instant lightning bolt, hitting the woman who was at the forefront. The woman was squinting desperately, nothing. I couldn’t see it, I even forgot to use my vindictive body to protect myself. I only felt numb and fell to the ground, and the man ran forward like a blindfolded blind man, and happened to be kneeling at the woman. On the lower leg, he slammed and fell to the ground.
Chris got a buffer and sang a spell loudly. And Anfei took out a paper bag from his arms and threw his hand at the high-ranking swordsman.
At this moment, the high-ranking swordsman has realized that his companion must have been hurt by the dust of the other party. Seeing that An Fei has thrown a paper bag, and a person of the first-level magister level sang a spell. Knowing that this action has failed, where dare to stay in place, turned and waved a long sword to rush to the crowd.
The crowd slammed open and fled, giving the high-ranking swordsman a way. At this time, Chris had finished the spell, and the magic wand swung forward, and an arc fell in the air, and went straight to the high-ranking swordsman.
The high-ranking swordsman was very alert. He raised his hand and threw his sword into the air. The lightning hit the long sword and twisted the sword into the ground. Fortunately, he did not hurt anyone.
In a normal confrontation, the samurai can't throw out his own weapons, or he can't continue fighting if he escapes for a while, but he has already begun to escape. Naturally, there is no need to worry too much.
Chris gnawed his teeth and prepared to use the magic again, but the high-ranking swordsman had already rushed into a shop, and the figure disappeared.
"Catch!" Chris shouted.
"No need." An Fei grabbed Chris, and said faintly.
