Magic Tower Starry Sky

How could the people outside be ignorant of what was going on in the reception room. The sound insulation here is not good enough, and there is no magic isolation. People outside could clearly hear the louder arguing.

However, no one rushed in in a panic to protect the guild leader. Only the dark elves who received the nobles at the beginning opened the door slowly and looked inside. With an expression of surprise but not surprise, she said with a sweet smile: "Let's do it, do you need me to clean up the aftermath?"

Although he didn't utter a word of evil, there was no kindness in what he said, which made the baron who had coveted the dark elves cold. Especially when the other party pulled out a snake whip from the bottom of the skirt, seeing the live python spitting out snake letters made the baron feel even more chilled. Because a female dark elf who can play with snake whips can't be a small person.

With a turn of the gun, Uzov put the Smith & Wesson M29 back into the holster in his arms. With the calm attitude trained by that magician, Uzov crossed his legs and hugged his knees, and said in a gentlemanly way: "It needs to be cleaned up." The aftermath is not what you think. Please take those two out for treatment, they are not dead yet."

"Really? I shot the earth dragon with a small cricket before. It took only one shot, and the earth dragon was gone, leaving only four dragon palms. These two guys can still survive if they are shot directly?" With a naive tone, sweetly said words that make the scalp tingle.

But Uzov replied angrily: "It's not that you don't use rifles for hunting, the effect of paralyzing bullets can't be forgotten, right? And compare the M29 with the small cricket, can the two be compared? I also adjusted the two guns. An attack that reaches the level of paralysis. But what you said is not impossible. Because I haven't used this kind of attack on people, so I don't know if they have the physique of a monster, whether they will not be paralyzed and die directly. So It’s better to take them down for inspection. Don’t care about the broken limbs, they’re all ready to cut them with their swords anyway. But life can’t be lost, we’re not a place where you can’t kill without buying or selling.”

The dark elf shrugged, showing an indifferent expression. Immediately, with a flick of the snake whip, the leg of the soldier who fell farther away was rolled up, and at the same time, the arm of the soldier who fell closer was grabbed, and dragged away. Not to mention skills or possible magical arts, this power alone cannot be ignored by others.

Uzov Gantia had no sympathy for the two warriors who were treated roughly. However, the nobleman sitting on the opposite side, and the black-clothed deacon standing firmly behind him had different expressions. The same thing, they also didn't care about the two people who fell to the ground.

The baron stared greedily at the place where Uzov put his gun. Stretching out his tongue and licking his upper lip, he suppressed his excitement and asked hoarsely, "President, what's the price of that weapon just now?"

He doesn't care about the life and death of his own guards, he only has eyes for new things. Uzov confirmed again that he really hates creatures like 'nobles'. "Sorry, that's not for sale."

The baron raised his voice excitedly, and asked: "What! Didn't you just say that everything in the Technology Guild can be sold. Are you lying!"

Uzov spread his hands helplessly, and said: "Well, my lord, it is true that I said so, and that is also true. But this gun is not something owned by the Technical Guild, but it was given to me by my master. I'm self-defense. No one in the Technology Guild can make such a weapon."

"Then you make an offer. No matter what, I will buy that weapon." The baron said forcefully.

"It's a pity, my lord. Would you sell your own life-saving things? It's not about money, it's about your own life."

"Do you think you have the qualifications to reject a nobleman?" Gu

The Baron stooped forward, gritted his teeth, and said viciously. But as soon as the words were finished, both the speaker and the listener suddenly felt embarrassed. Because the two men the baron relied on had just been raped, and then dragged out by a dark elf priestess-level chick. Even if the Baron himself is ruthless and intends to fight in person, it's hard to say whether he can get shot and not lie down.

Uzov Gantia did the same. Faced with a straightforward threat to his life, should he fight back? Should I beat up the nobleman first, and then talk about the follow-up matters; or should I say a harsh word first, and then beat him up. The problem is, the nobleman now has no real threat at all other than his verbal intimidation. Want to fight back?

At this moment of stalemate, the deacon in black moved. He went around to the sofa and sat down with a big buttocks. Said: "It's the bell on the cat's collar, it's not wrong."

An inexplicable sentence broke the original deadlock. The baron looked dazed, but instead of being angry at his servant's behavior, he was a little flustered. Although Uzov felt sympathy for this sentence, he was even more curious about the identity of this 'deacon'. It seems that they are not the entourage of ordinary nobles.

Seeing that Uzov didn't reply, the deacon in black continued: "Considering that the woman next to the magician is rumored to be the demon king who ruled the land and opened the dark age thousands of years ago. The Turtledove Alliance claims to be a member of the good camp. It's impossible to be indifferent to such rumors. Then I can think that your role should be to keep an eye on the Demon King. How, am I wrong."

"Your Highness..." the baron wanted to persuade, but as soon as the words came out, he closed his mouth regretfully.

Uzov showed a suddenly realized expression, and asked politely, "Who is this Highness?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, the baron introduced cautiously after the deacon in black nodded, "This is the second prince of the Winter Mountain Kingdom~www.wuxiaspot.com~His Royal Highness Jacques."

Now that the other party has revealed his identity, Uzov will certainly not pretend to be stupid. But it's impossible to be too flattering, he also performed an ordinary courtesy and greeted.

But Prince Jacques didn't care, he shook his hand and said, "That's a small, unremarkable country. With my rude sister, I don't want to go back to that place at all. It's about what I just said, right or wrong ?Also, what do you think will happen if these things are known by your master?"

"Nothing will happen. Because you just ran to him and said it again what he knew." Uzov Gantia said calmly.

Such an answer did not make the prince who had just revealed his identity feel astonished. Instead, he looked at the man who spoke uprightly in front of him with great interest, and asked curiously: "They all know? Even if they know, they still keep you by my side? They trust you so much? Then you say they don't value you at all?"

"Your Highness, would you believe me if I said that the magician whom I enshrine as master does not believe in trust and loyalty, but is a complete believer in interests. In fact, he is indeed such a person. But the interests he pursues are not only tangible or intangible things like money and power, but also positions and ideas. Strictly speaking, as long as he is not a tit-for-tat enemy, he will choose to coexist peacefully. So and He concluded the following contract, I didn't pay my sincerity and loyalty, I just told him what I wanted to do, and then he agreed. As for whether the other one knows, to be honest, she doesn't care. She also has the right not to care."

The unexpected answer made Prince Jacques, who was dressed as a servant, unabashedly surprised and curious.