Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

"You're a pretty dog, sir. It's just too fierce."

"...I have to remind you, she's a wolf."

He Shenyan was sitting at a tea stall by the roadside, and he slowly sipped a cup of tea. Perhaps the owner of the tea stall saw that he was the only customer now, so he simply began to talk and talk to pass the time. But he obviously didn't choose topics very well, or he was simply blind.

His words made the female wolf growl at him. Once the wolf makes that kind of expression, it will be a great deterrent to those who have never seen the beast. When the beasts are baring their teeth, few dare to face their fangs.

The tea stall owner's voice sounded like he was about to cry: "...Can you make it stop baring its teeth at me?"

"Okay." He Shenyan took another sip, and he smiled with satisfaction: "But you have to apologize to her yourself, remember, it's her."

The tea stall owner squatted down cautiously, looking at the beautiful white wolf, he tried to organize his words: "Uh, this, this beautiful wolf lady, I'm sorry I called you a dog - don't bite me ,I was wrong!"

When he uttered the word dog, the she-wolf stepped forward abruptly, making him immediately close his eyes and scream for help, but the pain did not come. When he opened his eyes, the she-wolf was looking at him with contempt, and then whimpered twice.

The mage looked at all this with a smile: "She said you were even."

The owner of the tea stall breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to talk about the wolf anymore, and turned to another matter: "Are you a practitioner? A monk? No, no, I see. Few monks have ever been as handsome as you."

"Me? I'm just a traveler, something special at best... Speaking of special, do you know what special things have happened recently in Presidian?"

Speaking of this, the tea stall owner became excited: "You are asking the right person, I have been opening a shop here for almost ten years. I have seen everyone, of course, I have never seen you like this. What happened to Seiden lately...Let me think about it."

He thought about it for a while, then said, "If I have to say, there are some Noxians who have been wandering around lately, does that count? But they are actually pretty good people, just a little rough. Talking about power or something..."

"A while ago, one of them was challenged by a martial artist from Presidian because of this incident, saying that the fact that they were talking about such vulgarity in the Holy Land was disturbing to clean up." The tea stall owner shook his head and said, he Trying to imitate the tone of the martial artist, even the words he said became half-literal.

The sorcerer raised his eyebrows,

He nodded, then drank the tea in the cup in one gulp: "Thank you for the news, besides, the tea is good."

The tea stall owner grinned proudly: "Of course! My family's tea is very famous! You're good to go!"

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Night falls.

Shen's breathing was very disturbing, and it was difficult for him to maintain the calm breathing pattern he used to. Jie, who was squatting beside him, could hear him gulping because of being overly nervous every once in a while.

"You have to calm down, Shen." Jie whispered.

"I can't calm down, quit, we're going to kill..." Shen answered him in the same low voice.

But in reality, Jie's response was no better than Shen's. He felt that the dagger in his hand was full of sweat, and even soaked the handle through the wrapping of his hand. The clothes on his body are also itchy, and in his sight at the moment, the world is dyed with a dull light.

They crouched on the cliff, overlooking the village at the foot of the mountain. The harmony of their lives comes at a time when people have had their supper and spent time in the village or at home to prepare for sleep. The laughter of the children reached their ears from time to time, making the expressions of the two even more solemn.

Shen took another deep breath. "Are we really going to do this?"

"This is the way to balance, you and I have no other way..." Jie responded in a low voice, he felt nauseated to himself, disgusting to despair.

God, how can I say that?

When it was completely dark, they reached into the village. It was very quiet here. They came to the first house at the entrance of the village, and there was a man's snoring. Jie and Shen squatted at the front door alone, and entered through the window alone.

Holding the short knife in his hand, Jie has never felt so difficult to choose. He looked at the sleeping man and asked himself: Am I really going to kill him? This is a living, innocent person. He has never done bad things, and the biggest evil may be just saying a few bad things about people behind their backs...

Am I really going to kill him?

He asked himself that again.

After a while, Jie opened the door with blood on his hands and walked out of the house, his expression gloomy. Shen looked at the blood on his hands and asked, "Are you really...?"

"Don't ask, it's your turn." Jie interrupted him.

They left the house, and this time it was Shen's turn to open the window and enter. Jie stood at the door, and he unwrapped his left hand. There was a deep scar that could be seen in the bone, and blood was coming out from there. He glanced at it, then tightened the wrapping tighter.

After a while, Shen climbed out through the window.

"I can't do it," he said flatly.

Jie's eyes widened, and he scolded in a low voice, "What are you thinking about? This is balance—"

"Stop pretending, Jie. I can hear the man's snoring, you didn't kill him at all." Shen interrupted.

The young man raised his head, and he said with difficulty, word by word: "Let's end the killing that hasn't started now, quit."

"But this is Master Kusuo's order... You and I are equal disciples, and we must obey."

"It's the wrong order, no, I won't follow it. Do you understand what he wants us to do? He wants us to kill! Kill innocent people! Look at those people, can you do it?"

Shen turned his head and pointed to the room: "There's a family of three lying there! That kid isn't even as tall as my waist--! You can do it if you can! Quit! But I can't do it! I'd rather go back and be punished! "

After Shen finished speaking, panting heavily, he walked towards the entrance of the village with a deep foot and a shallow foot. As if it took all his strength to say these words.

It didn't take long for Jie to follow. Shen asked calmly, "Why are you following?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Oh, what, you want to go back with me and be punished?"

"...shut up or I'll beat you up."

"You can't beat me."

"If you have the ability, let me use the fist blade."

The two went away while arguing, but not long after they left, another group of masked people with short knives appeared.