Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

When Kerko saw Miss's confident expression, he panicked instantly.

Even though Miss's so-called back-up plan had not yet appeared, he felt that he was doomed and saw no hope.

It was as if he had developed sequelae and conditioned reflexes from being tortured by Miss.

Sure enough, a figure appeared out of nowhere between Kerko and Mis.

It can be vaguely seen that the man is not tall, a little thin, with gray hair, and is an old man.

The old man raised the magic wand in his hand, and the next second, a gorgeous hexagram magic circle appeared in front of him, easily suppressing Kerko's violent magic power.

Then a new magic circle appeared under Kerko's feet, forming a red magic cage. Kerko in the cage seemed to be suspended in time and could not move.

Sylvia was stunned. The old man could easily control a level 5 magician. His strength was unfathomable.

"Student Miss, the show you planned caused quite a stir." The old man turned around and looked at Miss kindly.

Miss breathed a sigh of relief, "Dean Weisman, why are you so late?"

The old man was the dean of the Magic Department of Norn University, the LV6 disaster-level magician Weisman.

Weisman put away his wand and patted his hunched back.

"I rushed here before I even finished watching the show, and you guys actually complained that I was too slow. If I hadn't shown up in time, you two would have been in trouble."

Mis: "What young couple?"

Xiluvia hid behind Missy, revealing half of her face, blushing, "Who said he and she are a couple?"

Weisman laughed. "You're lucky, you little brat. This little dragon is a lucky charm for her husband. Just don't let that little girl Licia find you, or you'll be in trouble. She might even start a mixed doubles game with her father against you, hahaha."

Miss is ashamed. There is really no way to deal with this old naughty boy. He is always at the forefront of eating melons.

Sylvia poked his spine and asked softly, "Who is Lishia?"

"My sister."

"Oh, sister..." Someone breathed a sigh of relief.

After Miss confirmed that Kerko had lost his ability to move, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are really good at playing chess. You arranged my role several months ago." Weissman found the message Miss left for him after returning to the academy.

"I can't joke with my life. I have to thank the dean, otherwise I would have been tricked by Kerko."

Weisman waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about this. I will remember this favor to Raymond."

"But you, kid, used world-class props at the first move. The light curtain in the arena, the puppet props that controlled Barron, tell me the truth, what's going on."

"Be honest with me, what is your relationship with Mr. Black Murdinger?"

Mis rolled his eyes, "I've told you several times, it really doesn't matter."

"Then how do you explain these props in your hands? These are not something that ordinary magicians can make. As far as I know, the only person in the world who can make such novel props is Mr. Merdinger. Don't fool me, kid."

"Ah this..."

Weisman showed a sharp look, "Tell me the truth, I can see through everything."

Missy swallowed, she didn't expect that her vest would be seen through.

"Well, I am..."

"You must be Mr. Merding's apprentice, right!" Weissman said with confidence.

Miss was stunned for half a second and almost gasped, "Yes, Dean, you guessed all this?"

Weisman laughed loudly. "It's no problem for me. By the way, can you introduce me to the master and let us meet and get to know each other?"

Miss's eyes drifted away, "I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. The teacher usually travels around and has no fixed place to stay. I rarely meet him."

Hearing this, Weissman felt a little disappointed. "Is that so? What a pity. I wanted to give this VIP card of the Harder Chamber of Commerce to my teacher."

After saying that, he took out a black card from his sleeve.

[Hade] Chamber of Commerce is the largest chamber of commerce among the human race. No matter what it is, you can buy it in Had.

With this black gold card, you can enjoy a 40% discount on all purchases in the Hard Chamber of Commerce.

Most of the materials that Miss uses to make props are very expensive. This card can really help him save a lot of money.

"That's embarrassing, Dean. Let me give it to you." As he spoke, Miss had already stuffed the black card into his pocket.

Sylvia, who witnessed this scene, showed a look of contempt. How shameful. . .

"There is one more thing. You should also know the situation in the northern part of the kingdom. They can't hold out for much longer. I have studied your drawings and they can really help the kingdom turn defeat into victory. Do you want to..."

Miss smiled faintly and waved his hand, "The kingdom's war has nothing to do with me from beginning to end."

"I didn't start this, and I didn't make them lose the battle. Why should I use my blueprints to help them? I'm not Raymond, so I can't be a good guy."

"If they want to win, they go find Raymond. If they can't win, they blame Kerko. He is the culprit."

Kerko's eyes in the magic cage at the back trembled slightly, and he was in complete despair.

He never dreamed that even the disaster-level magician was Miss's backup.

Weisman nodded. "It's okay. I don't mean to force you. Since you have made the decision, I won't say anything more. Next, you can deal with this person by yourself."

Mis looked at Kerko behind him, who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.

"I'm the Minister of General Affairs, second only to the emperor and above everyone else. You, a little beast, are not worthy of punishing me!" For the first time, Kerko realized that he was also so afraid of death.

"Don't kill me, you can't kill me!"

Mis's expressionless eyes flashed with bloodshot light, "Don't worry, I'm not that merciful. I won't let you die easily. You haven't suffered enough pain, Lao Deng, you must hold on. Don't die before the last moment."

At this moment, Kerko seemed to have seen a real devil. He couldn't help but tremble all over, without any trace of the earl's demeanor. "No, don't come over!"

After the three of them walked out of the dungeon, Weissman asked again, "Are you sure you don't want to go back to Norn City with me?"

Miss shook his head. "No, I have more important things to do."

There is no way to advance to LV7 in Nolen City, he needs to go through adventures to quickly improve his strength.

"Okay, when you reach level 6, remember to come back and take over my job."

"I'm not taking over your mess."

The old and the young looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Unknown to the two, there was another pair of eyes watching everything that happened in the dungeon.

Michelle leaned back in her seat and smiled faintly, "Lord Miss's methods are indeed vicious, not inferior to Lord Cross at all."

Miss would not know that from that day on, he, who had induced Kirko to fall into the abyss step by step, was also slowly heading towards the abyss.

From that day on, Mis was not only the adopted son of the warrior, but he was also called "that man" by the people.

In the prop shop in Mag Town, Miss spent his last time shopping here.

"This wand is broken into pieces. Don't repair it. Just buy a new one." Sylvia was getting a little impatient waiting.

Missy sat at the counter, quietly watching the boss carefully repair the yellow crystal wand that was broken by Barron.

"No, I like this one."

At the same time, at the border of the Holy Kingdom of Veratis, on the official road, a carriage stopped in the middle, and a girl's roar came from the carriage.

"You bastard Miss, you deserve to die. If I don't kill you, I won't be called Veratis!"

The sword-wielding guard was also shocked. "Your Highness, the border of the Kingdom of Firris is looking for us. We definitely can't go back now..."

I should have thought of it earlier. How could Miss give the blueprints to His Highness? It's over. I feel even more ashamed now. It's all Miss's fault!

In the hands of Shana, a girl with blonde twin ponytails, there was a scroll painted with dense array patterns, but instead there was a small green-haired turtle.

There was also a line of words written next to the little turtle, "The two little white rabbits are not lively enough, deduct one star, overall four stars, looking forward to the next cooperation..."