Don't Call Me A Succubus, I'm Really Just A Warlock!

After Mu En walked upstairs, the tavern owner looked back at Mu En. He held a white dry cloth in his hand and delicately wiped a blue cup with gentle movements.

The tavern was a little noisy. Some of the guests were drunk and their voices became louder unconsciously.

Putting the blue cup back to its original position, the tavern owner walked to the table of guests and said, "Keep your voice down."

The guests smiled awkwardly and lowered their voices.

"Vatelya."

Suddenly, the name rang in the tavern owner's ears.

He was stunned for a moment and turned around but saw no one.

"Are you hallucinating?"

The tavern owner frowned slightly, and soon his brows relaxed again.

When he returned to the counter, he looked up and saw an elderly man in front of the counter.

The old man is very old. Although he is a professional, he only has less than the third level of strength.

The lifespan of third-level strength is only one hundred and twenty years.

So it can be judged that he is about a hundred years old.

The tavern owner had a familiar feeling about the old man, and he seemed to know the old man.

"Vatelya."

The old man spoke, his voice exactly like the one the tavern owner had just heard.

Now, the tavern owner could be sure that the old man was an old acquaintance of his.

Because of his strong strength and being a half-orc, the tavern owner has a very long lifespan. In the decades since he left Ganteth, time has not left any trace on him.

But it was different for his old acquaintances in Guantesri.

High-level professionals are rare, while mid-level professionals are more common.

For them, decades are no less than half or one-third of their lives.

So now they are an old man, which comes as no surprise to the tavern owner.

I'm afraid some people have exhausted their lifespan and are lying in the cemetery.

"Let's talk?" the old man said.

"Here?" The tavern owner poured a glass of wine for the old man. The bright red wine swirled in the glass, and a few bubbles floated for a while before exploding.

"That's not it." The old man raised his head, held the wine glass with his trembling hands, and took a sip. His sagging cheeks turned red under the stimulation of the wine. However, this was not the end, this sip was just the beginning.

The old man seemed to be just getting used to the alcohol content of the glass of wine. When he got used to it, he raised the glass high and drank it all in one gulp.

This boldness made the tavern owner recognize the old man as an old acquaintance of his.

The old man was like this when he was young, and he is still like this when he is old.

The tavern owner didn't know what the old man wanted to talk to him.

He guessed that maybe he felt guilty that he didn't lend a helping hand when he begged him.

The impact of such a stuffy mouthful was much greater than expected. Veins burst out on the old man's forehead. It was as if he had swallowed a fireball and it was burning from within his body.

However, the old man endured it, and with a smile on his face, he shouted: "It's great!"

He slammed the wine glass on the counter, but the control of his strength made the sound loud and the glass not broken.

The old man walked towards the door of the tavern. His pace was not slow, but every step was very determined.

The tavern owner stared at the old man's figure. After a while, he pulled the Druid girl who was paddling in the water and said, "Help me look at the shop."

After saying that, the tavern owner chased after him.

On the street, the old man is at the front.

The tavern owner was fifty meters away from him.

As he continued to advance, the route he took became more and more familiar to the tavern owner.

Finally, the old man stopped in front of a building.

The tavern owner followed closely and stood beside the old man.

On the building in front, the words "Gaantes City Guard" are written.

At this time, the old man turned around and faced the tavern owner.

He suddenly raised his hand, clenched his fist and hit his chest, and said in an old voice: "Deputy Commander of the Gantes City Guards, John, reports to the commander!"

The tavern owner tilted his head.

The scene at this time is like history repeating itself more than a hundred years ago.

It's just that of the two young men at that time, one is now old and the other has not changed much.

"Yon, you're getting old."

Vatelya sighed.

He raised his right hand and clenched his fingers. The thick hair made his fist look no different from a real lion's paw.

A fist half as big as Jon's body hit him on the chest.

John coughed suddenly.

Vatelya didn't use much strength.

But Yorn is already an old man, and with his physical fitness, this punch is no less than a battering ram to him.

Fortunately, he survived.

"sorry."

This was the first thing Jon said after he stopped coughing.

"There's nothing to be sorry for." Vatelya shook his head.

Yorn didn't take action back then, he could understand.

After all, not everyone is a loner like me.

No scruples.

But thinking about it, Vatelya has no regrets.

If he didn't take action as a teacher, who else would take action for his two students?

Is it just the family behind them?

They were the first to be scared.

The son of the Duke of Leanna Kingdom, haha, actually made them afraid like this.

Vatelya snorted disdainfully.

Jon looked at Vatelya, knowing that he was reminiscing about the past.

He shook his head.

At first, Vatelya had two students, one was the daughter of a baron, and the other was just an ordinary civilian.

After being accepted as students by Vatelya, the two successfully became third-level warriors in just one year.

Originally, they were regarded as the successors of the city guard by Vatelya.

However, the good times did not last long. An inspection team from the Kingdom of Leanna came here, and there was a son of a duke in the inspection team.

The Duke's son fell in love with Vatelya's girl students. Vatelya's two students were a boy and a girl.

Because he was used to being unscrupulous in his own territory of the Kingdom of Leanna, the Duke's son sent a sixth-level bodyguard to capture the female student of Vatelya, and the young student was accidentally beaten to death by the bodyguard in the process.

After hearing the news about the student's death and arrest, Valtelya angrily rushed to where the Duke's son was. Unexpectedly, he saw the scene of his teenage student committing suicide after being insulted.

At that time, there were other nobles from Ganteth with the Duke's son. In order to please the Duke's son, they persuaded Vatelya to let go.

However, Vatelya took action in anger, revealing the strength of the ninth level, and killed all the guards of the Duke's son, but in the end the Duke's son escaped and returned to the Kingdom of Leanna.

At the same time, after receiving the news, the Northern Council sent people to stop Vatelya.

Vatelya asked all the nobles he had friends with for help, but no one helped him.

Even if he is a master, it would be difficult to kill the Duke's son who has returned to the Leanna Kingdom.

After dealing with the people sent by the Northern Council, Vatelya disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was covered in blood and seriously injured.

But he held two heads in his hands, one of the Duke's son, and the other of the Duke's!

No one knows how Vatelya did such an incredible thing.

But he just did it.

The Kingdom of Leanna issued a bounty on Vatelya.

But when Vatelya left Ganteth, no noble dared to take action.

They watched Vatelya go to the Winter Fortress.

...

After concluding his reminiscences, Vatelya calculated that many of the nobles who praised the duke's son for his stinky feet should be in the cemetery now.

He shook his head.

Decades have passed since the incident, and the original revenge has been avenged.

He didn't intend to pursue anything further.

In the final analysis, it was all because of his greed for catching up on sleep that he was late after receiving a request for help from a student.

"So, Jon, what do you want to talk about?"

Vatelya looked at Jon calmly, and Jon saw that there was only calm lake water in his eyes, without the original male lion.

"The nobles were thinking about how to deal with you after they found out that you had returned to Ganteth." Yon said.

"Really? Then feel free to come."

Vatelya didn't care.

But what was strange to him was, "I didn't bother them, so why are they so eager to trouble me?"

Jon replied: "You don't care about them because of your own strength, but they are different. They originally stood on the side of the Duke's son, and now they are naturally afraid of you.

After all, the scene when you returned to Ganteth with the Duke's head was too scary. "

Jon sighed.

When he first saw it, he didn't think anything was wrong.

But after learning later that one of the heads was a duke, everyone was shocked and stunned.

Although the Kingdom of Leanna is only the twelfth kingdom.

Its Duke cannot be underestimated.

But Valtelya came back with ninth-level strength, holding the Duke's head.

Outrageous!

"That also comes at a price." Vatelya said, "Since then, I have been unable to break through the master."

This was one of the reasons why Vatelya opened a tavern after using enough meritorious deeds in Winter Fortress to eliminate its own bounty order.

No matter how much he polished his skills, he could never reach the realm of a master.

"But you are already very powerful." Jon sighed.

Vatelya is still the same as before, and he is about to enter the graveyard.

"Are you the head of the family now?" Vatelya asked casually.

The city guards who came in and out looked at the two of them with curious eyes, but the moment they saw Jon, their eyes showed respect.

"Yes, and no. Now that I have stepped down, my eldest son will serve as the head of the family." Mentioning this, a smile appeared on John's face, "If you ask me for help again, then this time I can make a decision The decision was made and no one objected.”

Vatelya thought of the little boy, but he didn't expect that little boy to become the head of the family.

"Okay, if that's all it takes, then I'll go back."

Vatelya left here, this place no longer belonged to him.

Jon looked at his leaving figure and walked tremblingly in the other direction.

Returning to the Star-Moon Flower Tavern, the Star-Moon Flower Tavern did not become chaotic because of Valtelya's departure.

On the contrary, business is better.

Mu En came down from upstairs at some point and returned to his old business. He brought drinks to the female guests on a tray. Every time he smiled, the female guests would be addicted to it.

Mu En saw Valtelya and said in surprise: "Come back, boss."

He didn't ask where Vatelya had gone. After all, this was a person's privacy.

According to the description of the little druid girl, the boss should have gone to catch up with his old friends in Gantesh.

Vatelya nodded and walked into the counter.

The Xingyuehua Tavern was actually a tavern opened by two of his students, not him.

It's just that after the two students died, he took over the tavern.

After all, after they die, that's all that's left.

"Forehead."

Mu En scratched her head and pulled the little druid girl aside.

"Is there something wrong, boss?" Mu En noticed that something was wrong with Valtelya's mood.

"Is there any?" The little druid girl was very worried and didn't notice anything.

"No?"

The two stared at each other.

…

City Lord's Mansion.

The nobles gathered again.

Sophia looked at the other people around her in boredom. As a cat, it was really difficult for her to play with a group of mice for so long.

The most important thing is that these mice think they are cats.

"How's it going, Jon?"

The city lord looked at Jon and asked.

"Vatelya has no hostility toward us."

John said.

When he mentioned Vatelya, she looked completely different from before.

Time will change a person.

The same goes for rights.

Adding the two together, no matter what John thought at the beginning, he is actually no different from the group of nobles who admire the son of a duke.

Even joined their industry.

There is no way, you have to consider the family.

Sofia saw through Jon's thoughts, and she snorted softly.

"The princess of the Leanna Kingdom sent me a letter." The city lord said, "In the letter, the princess wrote that if Vatelya can be eliminated, then she can allow all our families to move to the capital of the Leenna Kingdom. "

The princess of Leanna Kingdom is the biological daughter of the Duke whom Vatelya killed.

Upon hearing this news, most of the nobles suddenly began to breathe heavily.

Although the capital of Leanna Kingdom is not much better than Gantes.

But the royal capital of the Leanna Kingdom represents the center of power!

"Vatelya is so powerful, we can't do it..."

Some nobles said hesitantly.

Sofia nodded. This guy was self-aware. She had met Valtelya, a ninth-level strongman on the verge of becoming a master.

Seriously speaking, there are few people in the entire Gantersi who can be beaten by Vatelya.

"Watelya is just a ninth-level warrior."

The city lord is very confident.

"City Lord, do you have any way to deal with Vatelya?" a noble asked.

The city lord didn't speak, his eyes were deep, he raised his hand and patted it twice, and then a person walked out from behind him.

"Let me introduce you to the master-level expert, Windrunner Jixiu!"

The city lord said loudly.