I Am Not A Mage Lord

　　Yangcheng No.1 Prison, cell C015 for extremely large prisoners.

　　The floor and walls made of high-strength alloy plates eliminate the "spoon-digging tunnel" escape method.

　　 The high-resolution infrared night vision probes set up at the four corners of the ceiling provide an extremely wide field of view without detecting dead spots, and it monitors the prisoners' every move in real time 24 hours a day.

　　 Lynch slowly chewed the "maybe there is no tomorrow" dinner.

　　 Black pepper steak, roast goose, pickled crab, and fried chicken wings are paired with Fat House Happy Water. The delicious meat is released in the mouth, but the mind is showing a happy movie.

　　 The ability of "memory palace" became more and more unfathomable as he used it.

　　 Suddenly, the sound of trio-like footsteps came.

In front of the iron gate that separates freedom, stands a gentle middle-aged gentleman with an ivory cane. He is wearing a restrained black Tuxedo evening dress with a red corsage on his chest and pure black shiny leather Oxford shoes under his feet. Under the shadow.

The middle-aged gentleman bent his left arm slightly, holding on to the luxurious lady of the same class. She was wearing a high-order collar and H-shaped sleeved black dress, carrying a glamorous crocodile skin platinum bag, and her expression was indistinguishable under the black gauze. .

　　 The guard who led the way stood behind them, bowing slightly.

　　 Lynch's first reaction was frowning.

　　 "I think you shouldn't know us as a husband and wife?" the middle-aged gentleman said, with a mellow tone.

Lynch shrugged, "Tuxto usually wears a more formal lapel collar or green fruit collar. The flat lapel collar is more common in entry-level suits, but you know how to insert corsages into the eyes of the lapels. Mistake."

　　 "Oh? What does this mean?" The middle-aged gentleman became more interested.

　　 "In a rigorous place like a prison where both guards and prisoners wear uniform uniforms, breaking the dress code can only express one meaning-you will override everything and break the rules."

"At the same time, the lady's black dress has been released from the shackles a hundred years ago, and is no longer confined to the funeral attire. But the black gauze on the head returns to the theme, and it is no longer in harmony with your "corsage", as if to show the meaning of red itself— Blood and killing.

　　 Unfortunately, Lin Qicai just finished reading "The Godfather" in his mind.

As soon as the voice of 　　 fell, a fierce momentum rushed towards his face, the aura became invisible, and the whip went inside, making him hold his breath on the spot, as if he could only be matched with a military uniform.

　　 "In the face of the final judgment, you can still keep calm and reason. I really believe that you can pass the wizard's intelligence test."

　　 The middle-aged gentleman reached out and held the steel fence of the cell. "This alloy is as cold as a coffin. It's not very good. The prison budget has to be raised this year."

　　 The tone is cold, frosty and windy.

　　 "Oh?" Lynch held the plastic dinner plate tightly. The tableware was made of special materials and was too soft to use.

　　 "We are Luo Qi's parents." The lady of the black yarn interrupted, her tone harsh.

　　 "First of all, I express my silence for his accidental death, and secondly, you should be clear that the cause of Luo Qi's death was a sudden death." Lin Qi knew that the visitor was unkind, and still explained.

　　 He looked back at the spherical camera in the four corners. The flashing red light on the mirror meant that he was working, analyzing the level of penetration of the entire prison.

　　 "Then why don't you accompany him to death?" The lady of the black yarn smiled coldly.

　　 From Luo Qi's sudden death to his sentence of death, the whole process took only three days.

　　 Even if there is the will of the "Mage Protection Law" behind it, it is too fast, and it takes at least half to a month in the impression.

　　 Now it seems that the supernatural powers of the couple in front of them are vast, from shortening the trial time to now breaking through the "heavily sentenced prisoner meeting room" to face him directly in front of the cell.

The word 　　 budget has a profound meaning.

　　 Lynch is fighting for the last time, "Even if it is the verdict of the common people, it should be determined by the starry sky above your head and the moral law of the world."

　　 "That's right." The middle-aged gentleman agreed and nodded, "This is why our couple is patiently waiting for you to be executed."

　　 As he said, he smiled and looked at Lynch, "But your answer sheet is too full. Although the possibility is extremely low, after all, the word ‘pass’ has already appeared."

　　 "Alan is right. Before the early morning'admission result' and the possible'amnesty order' arrive, we should cut the grass and root, otherwise Xiaoqi will die unwillingly."

　　 In the dull summer air, killing intent instantly filled, and Lynch also officially felt a certain spiritual manifestation!

　　 A middle-aged gentleman in a high position may be constrained and restrained by his position, act conservatively within the rules, and patiently wait for the next opportunity to retaliate against him.

　　 But a mother who lost her beloved son cannot be judged rationally!

　　 Lynch can only ask knowingly, "So your wife just sits and watches her husband lose her position and get into prison in order to spit out her chest?"

　　 The black gauze lady was anxious and was about to argue, but the middle-aged gentleman touched her comfortingly.

"The'Mage Arbitration Tribunal' will forgive the grief of a mage couple for losing their beloved son. Moreover, killing a condemned person is really nothing to the mage. As for the ordinary position, it was originally accepted for the convenience of Gu Qi'er. Now It also lost its meaning."

　　Mage couple!

　　 More terrible than a mage, it is two mages.

　　 Not to mention that in this magic-dominated world, the laws of the mortal world can hardly control this cloud class.

　　 But Lynch also pinched his lifeline, realizing that the other party wanted him to die in despair, so he kept talking.

　　 He wondered whether the frisbee hit the camera or let the smoke detector warn, which would provoke a first-degree response from the prison.

　　 The premise of pretending to be deaf and dumb is "really" not knowing.

　　 "In this case, your power can know in advance whether I will be admitted, and it is not too late to kill after I have settled?"

　　 "You still don't understand, if you really get admitted—" The middle-aged gentleman chuckled.

"As a result of my inquiry, I know that you are admitted, then you are a genuine apprentice of the mage. But I asked the result, before twelve o'clock, even if your name has been stamped on the admission notice at this moment, in front of me, you are still not an apprentice of the mage. ."

　　 "These are the rigid and practical rules of the wizard world."

　　 Lynch continued to struggle, "Then can I ask how to die?"

　　 His palms were soaked, shaking slightly, his tightly gripped plate was constantly adjusting its angle, aiming at the camera.

　　 The lady of black yarn interrupted, "Kneel down and pray, pray that Qi'er's soul has forgiven you! But you don't have to feel lonely. In the next few years, your family will come to accompany you one after another."

Ah!

　　 Lynch suddenly became annoyed, knowing that he was provoked by the other party after all.

　　 These self-contained mages who ignore the law, such as the slave owners of feudal society, have long been transformed into cannibal demons!

　　 In the next second, the middle-aged mage raised his arm, the force of death gathered his palm, and the aura of destruction poured out.

　　In a short time, Lynch's eyes pierced. Faced with this majestic pressure, he couldn't avoid it at all. Knowing his "means of escape" is nothing short of a trifling matter!

　　 "loreat!" After shouting the mysterious syllable, the middle-aged gentleman said indifferently, "Cry in hell, the fear lord of the deep consciousness, I call you!"

　　 "Phantom Killer!"

　　 The light around him was suddenly distorted, and the void seemed to be a shadowy building, and then a ghost-like white-clothed giant sickle death **** walked out of it, and went straight past the prison gate without any hindrance.

　　 Seemingly virtual, it waved its giant sickle at Lynch, and countless souls wailed and struggled on it.

　　 The sword flashed down.

　　 Kill with no dead ends!

　　 "arcaniss! Dispel the magic! The spell of all things, the power of mystery, the termination is exhausted."

　　 The rapid sound cuts through the quiet night sky, and the last one comes first.

　　 In a blink of an eye, afterimages flashed.

　　 Under the cuffs of the robe, a strong and strong arm firmly clamped the middle-aged gentleman's wrist and prevented him from casting the spell.

　　 "Is it you?" The middle-aged gentleman was a little surprised, "Why did you appear here."

　　 A young mage wearing a dark green satin robe, with a warm smile on his face, but his eyes are also fiercely guarded against the black gauze lady who has completed the casting posture.

　　 "Senior, everyone is a mage, why do you still ask such naive questions. Under the action of a high-loop teleportation scroll, the sky and the earth are naturally big, and it's only a few seconds away from me."

　　 "And I am here to intercept, you should also understand the resolute will above."

　　 The warden dressed in a white shirt representing senior police officers hurried over from behind, panting.

　　 Immediately behind him was a riot force armed with real guns and ammunition, as well as three emergency doctors who were also trotting.

　　 "It's not too late—" the middle-aged gentleman said indifferently, but when he turned around to see Lynch who was still looking at ease, his voice stopped abruptly.

　　 The young mage walked towards the cell, looking at Lynch who was dying.

　　 "Meeting for the first time, Master Mo Feng."

　　 "Senior high school freshman, Lynch."

　　 The young mage Mo Feng, who smiled and nodded, looked back at the middle-aged couple with a misplaced look and the prison who came from behind.

"I now uphold the will of the Supreme Council of Masters, the Golden Dawn, and declare as follows: Lin Qi, a senior high school graduate of Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School, ID number: 052723320010213999X, now passed the Master Association's "Mystery Magic Unified College Entrance Examination" and officially obtained the "Master Apprentice" identity."

　　 "At the same time, because of his outstanding performance in the ‘Mage’s Intellectual Proficiency Test’, it was included in the ‘S-level’ training sequence, so the target and his family members are included in the scope of the association’s protection."

　　 After that, he looked at the warden who hurriedly rushed in front of him.

　　 "Mr. Warden, if you don't mind, can you lead me and Mr. Lin Qi, the apprentice master, to visit the prison's advanced construction work in recent years?"

　　 The warden looked at the middle-aged couple apologetically, and nodded humbly to Master Mofeng, "It is a great honor, a great honor."

　　 In the next second, the cell door rises, and the corridor lights sink into the cell floor, blurring the interface.

　　 Lynch tidyed up his collar and strode to the middle-aged couple, "Thank you for this precious lesson for me. I will have a good report in the future."

　　 As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said, "Just like I said to kill the whole family, you must kill the whole family."

　　 The young mage Mo Feng hurried to keep up with a smile, and walked away quickly with one hand on Lynch's shoulder.

After walking to the corner, he wiped his forehead with cold sweat, "Big brother, I came in haste, but I didn't carry any super scrolls. You provoked the Master of the City Lord so, the other party was angry, and I was really not sure that I would be able to save it completely. you."

　　 Lynch shook his head in confusion.

　　 "I'm just forcing him to do it. UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't expect him to endure it. It's completely different from the way he treated me just now."

　　The young mage Mo Feng suddenly widened his eyes, "Aren't you the legendary master of death?"

Lin Qi smiled bitterly, "It's half temptation and half decision. Only Thousand Days is a thief, how can there be a Thousand Days to guard against thieves. I think an apprentice of the S-level training sequence mage apprentice, "provocative words" after he nearly died. , The Master Arbitration Committee should forgive it."

　　 In the way of the other, but also the body.

　　 Mo Feng's mouth whispered, "The premise is that you must survive. The value of the living S-level apprentice and the dead apprentice corpse is not the same. Hey, you have a nosebleed."

　　 Lynch wiped the back of his hand immediately, the smell of blood permeated, "It's okay to eat too much chicken wings."

　　 As for the rear, the middle-aged couple still stood there alone, motionless.

　　 The prison guard who brought them was shivering, lest he would be abandoned if he did not work well.

　　 "He was so provocative just now, you can definitely take action, as long as the person dies, the family will be able to suppress it." The lady of the black gauze said coldly.

　　 And the middle-aged gentleman was slightly lost.

　　 "Actually, that ‘dispelling magic’ is already too late. That kid had eaten my four ring’s ‘Phantom Killer’ spell from the front."

　　 "Before I figure out the reason, I am not sure that I will kill him."

　　 The black gauze lady instantly dilated her pupils, looking in the direction where Lynch's back disappeared in the distance, she couldn't calm herself for a long time.

　　 And while Lynch was being treated by several emergency doctors, he was also looking at the "memory palace" on the isolated island of the sea of ​​consciousness.

　　 A tiny crack emerged from the top and spread to the bottom, but at the same time the crack was repaired at an invisible speed.

　　 The abnormal change of the palace is the confidence that he has just gambled and tried, and even will never suffer from future troubles.