Half-elf Notebook

The two strong and fierce horses and the large and exquisite carriage almost occupied most of the street, scaring the vendors and pedestrians on both sides of the street into retreating in a hurry.

After the situation calmed down a bit, the crowd began to gather again in response to the violent behavior of the carriage, with some people cursing and shouting.

The pedestrian who had just been knocked down had now gotten up and was rushing over angrily, demanding an explanation.

Some people with a keen eye and a keen eye discovered that several of these pedestrians who were trying to vent their anger were real professionals.

The clothes floating without wind meant that this was most likely an adventure team consisting of several high-ranking copper-level or even bronze-level people.

The door opened, and a figure slowly stepped down the brass pedal. He was wearing a black tuxedo, about thirty years old, with brown hair combed back to the ears, and a pair of silver monocles connected to a thin silver chain on his right eye, looking meticulous.

Suddenly, a strong wind carrying the breath of war burst out from his side, and the adventurer who came in the lead had already punched out, attacking him directly in the face!

With a "bang", the dull sound of flesh colliding with flesh was heard. The powerful force passed through the man in the tuxedo and directly hit the ground, blowing away the mud and sand. The old floor tiles that were exposed again immediately shattered into several pieces of rubble.

Faced with a straight punch that ordinary people could not react to, the brown-haired man just raised his hand casually from beginning to end, without even looking at it.

"!" The adventurer's pupils suddenly shrank.

He never expected that the gap between the two sides would be so huge.

Before he could react, he was caught by the fist and seemed to have lost all weight. He was lifted up like a sail, and then fell heavily to the ground with a terrifying sound of bone cracking.

Before he hit the ground, the bones of his hand above his wrist and below his shoulder bone had already broken into four pieces.

"I will not pursue this matter any further. Take him away now, or else what happens next will be regarded as disrespect and a challenge to the Eric family."

The man then turned his head and glanced coldly and arrogantly at the people who were stunned in place.

His words caused an uproar that lasted for a long time among the crowd.

"Eric family? Eric, one of the five great dukes of the kingdom?!"

"That was the captain of the Sharp Blade Adventure Team, right? Look what that big idiot did. He might get into trouble with the Eric family now!"

"Goddess bless me, I am innocent, I know nothing..."

"The captain of the Blade Squad is at the bronze level, right? What is the strength of that gentleman?"

"It looks like the Blade Squad is in big trouble."

The crowd watching the excitement began to whisper, but the brown-haired man's expression did not change at all. After the adventurers helped their captain up in embarrassment, he moved to the side of the car door.

At the same time, another passenger walked out of the carriage. He had blond hair and gray eyes, and was wearing a simple and clean white aristocratic suit. A thin gold chain hung from his chest pocket and connected to his shoulder, showing his noble status.

Seeing him coming, Meikesi couldn't help but frown.

The other party disagreed, smiled and saluted with very standard gentlemanly etiquette:

"I hope you are well, my dear sister. Nothing can make me happier than to see you in good health."

"No need for polite words. If possible, I don't even want to see you. Tell me, what made you, a busy man, personally cross the entire Cyril Province to come to me, your sister who was kicked out of the family by you?"

Meikesi looked straight at the noble man with her golden eyes. She would never forget this man and how his brother expelled her from the family.

And now Meikesi could roughly guess why he came.

"It seems that Sister also understands her role and value. Very good! I won't waste any more words. I hope Sister will return to the Eric family and assist me as my father's eldest daughter again."

The nobles were honest.

"Oh?" Meix's eyes showed a rare look of contempt, and sneered: "Just because you used sweet words to deceive a few young ladies in the capital for the first time, you have the confidence to brag in front of me?"

"Well... I'm sorry, Baron Feisong, I have something else to do... By the way, since you are here, why don't you tell my father that I don't plan to attend the family meeting and social banquet this year. After all..."

"Boom!" An explosion loud enough to cause tinnitus drowned out Meikos's farewell words. The gust of wind behind him almost blew down Meikos who was completely unprepared.

The house was like a scorching furnace. From every hole and crevice came scorching heat and flames. Stones, broken glass, and burning wood were thrown out by the blast and fell like raindrops into the crowd that had not yet dispersed.

The already noisy streets became even more chaotic. In order to avoid them, civilians began to squeeze into the relatively narrow avenues.

For a moment, shouting, screaming and then explosions spread throughout the street.

The source of the explosion was not somewhere else, but the school where more than a dozen M.C. students who came to attend the graduation ceremony were!

There was a sudden explosion, and Meix could only turn around and stare blankly at the fire scene burning with raging flames.

Her mouth opened and closed several times, and she found that she couldn't say anything, but it didn't last long. Anger, sadness and regret filled her pupils in an instant!

"What the hell did you do!" Meikesi grabbed Feisong's white bow tie and yelled at him heartbreakingly:

Fei Song spread his hands helplessly: "I saw that my sister seemed to be in a difficult situation, so I provided a little help, that's all."

"Asshole!" With her eyes red, Meikesi no longer cared about any damn etiquette. Now she just wanted to tear that smiling face into pieces and throw this scum who disregarded human life into the fire and burn him to ashes.

Looking at the claws that were about to scratch his face, Fei Song's smile became even brighter.

He attacked later than Meix, but grabbed the opponent's wrist first.

Different from the superficial fighting spirit that Meikosi obtained through potions, his fighting spirit and rank were all cultivated in order to establish his career and gain a place in the family.

Feisong easily shook off the unstable fighting spirit in Meikosi's hand, and then casually slapped Meikosi to the ground with his backhand as if punishing a servant who had made an error.

The two men in black robes and the well-dressed brown-haired man just watched quietly throughout the whole process.

Feisong slowly squatted down and looked at Meikesi who was kneeling in front of him with a faint smile.

Then he reached out and grabbed Michelle's burgundy hair, dragging her face in front of him.

"Woo" The pain of her hair being pulled made Meikes struggle subconsciously, trying to pry open the hand on her head, but at this moment she was like the kitten whose neck was pinched before, and she had to let Feisong do whatever he wanted.

As if he were a nobleman declaring his territory, Feisong put his lips close to his sister's ear:

"My dear sister, you are a very important chess piece. In order to make sure that all my efforts are not in vain, I hope that you, who are so pitiful, can also play your due value."