Magical Strategist

"So, you have learned all 49 witchcraft spells of the Gu God?" After listening carefully, Theresa couldn't help but feel incredible about Ling Die's adventure.

Ling Die shook her head and said with some regret: "No, I only learned two, one is the immobilization technique, and the other is the slow movement technique. Because I was practicing the "Demon Subduing Witchcraft Curse" for a few years, I fell ill every other day. Later, my father was worried that I would go astray, so he tore up the book in anger."

"So that's how it is... But I think the king did nothing wrong. It's not worth it to exhaust his body for the sake of practice. To be honest, even though you only practiced two moves, it's already powerful enough." Teresa praised.

"Really? But I don't think it's that powerful at all. If I had known I wouldn't learn it then, learning a few magic or summoning techniques would be better than this. But now, after practicing witchcraft, I can't learn other fighting techniques." Ling Die said regretfully.

Teresa thought for a moment and then asked, "Don't say that for now. I remember you also used it once in Pompeii, right? It should be the slow movement spell, right?"

"Well, that's right."

"That means no matter how strong the opponent is, he can't resist witchcraft, right?" Teresa asked again.

"You could say that."

"Isn't that amazing? During the battle in Pompeii, even a strong man like Abian couldn't do anything about your trick." Teresa praised.

"Really? But compared to Grandpa Gu Shen, my little tricks are nothing. He can freeze all living things within a ten-mile radius for ten days and ten nights, while my range is only ten meters, and it only lasts for a short thirty seconds." Ling Die

Theresa stopped talking and just gently stroked Lingdie's head. She seemed to remember something. Lingdie happened to meet someone from the God King Group. This kind of encounter also happened to someone, that is, Lier Zhenlong. His "Dragon Void Realm" was taught by the Sea God.

No matter whether it is the immobilization technique or the dragon's virtual realm, no one has been able to break these moves so far. One can imagine what kind of existence the God King Group was like back then!

Unknowingly, more than an hour had passed, and Teresa and Lingdie felt a little tired after standing for so long.

"Strange, why hasn't the street performer come back yet?" Ling Die was already getting impatient waiting.

"Wait a moment. If you're tired, go sit over there for a while." Teresa said, pointing to a stone bench not far away.

"I'm not tired. I'll accompany Sister Sha. But I'm really curious about the relationship between Sister Sha and the street performers. Why do I feel that you two... hehe..." Ling Die said with a smile.

Teresa suddenly blushed and said hurriedly, "Xiaodie, don't talk nonsense. He and I are just, we are... we are superiors and subordinates."

"Huh? Sister Sha is blushing!" Ling Die said in surprise.

"So please don't say anything more." Teresa said angrily.

"Okay, then I won't say anything... But I feel that the street performer is very mysterious, but I can't explain why. I just feel that something is wrong with him." Ling Die said doubtfully. The reason why she feels that the real dragon is very mysterious is firstly because of a woman's sensitivity, and secondly, the hair color of the real dragon she saw last night was not golden but bright red! You know, human hair color is almost never red.

"Haven't you guessed who Aaron is yet?" Theresa asked earnestly.

Ling Die shook her head and replied, "I really can't guess who he is?"

At this time, Zhenlong, who had been away for a long time, came back sweating profusely. "Sister Sha, Xiaodie, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." Zhenlong said panting.

"What have you been doing to make you so tired?" Teresa took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Zhenlong's forehead.

Zhenlong replied: "Nothing much, I just went and got three identity cards, look." Then he took out three cards and handed them to Teresa.

After looking at the card, Teresa said in astonishment, "A citizen's card of the Resolute Alliance? Where did you get it from?"

"Don't ask me about that. I ran around four streets and finally bought it from a vendor. That guy was too ruthless. I spent all my money on these three broken certificates!" Zhenlong said angrily. "Sister Sha, take a look. Does the portrait on the certificate look like us?"

Teresa looked carefully and saw that the three ID cards were of a man and two women. The man was thirty years old and named Oriano Mauli. He lived on Spirit Street in Lyme City and was a gunpowder merchant of the Fortitude Alliance. The ID card came with his portrait: blond hair, high nose, purple eyes. At first glance, he did look a bit like Zhenlong. The other two were both women, and the portraits on them were similar to Teresa and Lingdie.

"You're amazing. You can even buy things like this." Teresa said with a thumbs up.

"Let's get out of the city without delay!" said the real dragon.

It was almost seven in the morning. After several hours of searching, the crowd blocking the west gate gradually dwindled. After obtaining their credentials, Zhenlong and the others began to line up to leave the city.

It seemed that the soldiers did not search very vigorously. They just glanced at the ID cards, compared the portrait on the ID card with the person himself, and then asked the reason for leaving the city, and finally let him go.

Batch after batch was released, and soon it was the real dragon's turn.

The soldier who was searching was a pockmarked man. He first looked at Zhenlong and probably didn't find anything unusual. Then he spread his hands and said, "Show me your ID."

Zhenlong said "oh" and handed over the ID.

Ma Zi took a quick look and asked, "Are you Oriano Mauri? What are you doing outside? How many people are you with?"

Zhenlong frowned slightly and became more alert. He seemed to notice that there was something wrong with the pockmarked man's eyes. However, in order not to reveal his true identity, he remained calm and replied, "In reply to the soldier, I am going out to do some small business with three people."

"Who are the other two? The two women at the back?" Ma Zi pointed at Teresa and Ling Die and asked. Unexpectedly, Ma Zi's eyes stayed on Teresa for a long time without moving away. He looked from head to toe and from toe to head, back and forth for no less than ten times, with sticky liquid flowing from the corners of his mouth. Indeed, it would be strange if Teresa's outfit was not eye-catching. Her tall figure is charming enough, and paired with high heels and a rose-red gold-threaded long skirt, she is so beautiful that she can overwhelm the whole country. "That tall woman, come here, yes, it's you, come here quickly!"

Ma Zi was a little rough and pulled Teresa to him forcefully. "Take off your clothes!"

Teresa's face turned pale and she asked in surprise, "Why?"

"What why? Check!" Ma Zi said with a lustful look on his face, wishing he could attack Teresa in the street.

Zhenlong realized that this was no longer a simple inspection, but a naked teasing! Inexplicable anger rushed to his forehead. As a man, how could he tolerate others humiliating the woman around him? What's more, Sister Sha has done him a favor! Zhenlong clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. He wanted to beat the obscene pockmarked man to death. "What a bullshit inspection? I think you want to die!" Zhenlong roared.

"Hey? You little golden-haired bastard, grandpa didn't ask you to take off your clothes, why are you screaming? Get out of the way!" Ma Zi said contemptuously. He spoke in a tone that made him look like the greatest person in the world, and he didn't take Zhenlong, a "lower person", seriously at all.