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"Damn, what kind of broken room is this? It can't even be called a toilet, and it has to accommodate two people? Isn't it too much for a joke?"

"calm."

Having just entered the wooden house that can accommodate about ten people, looking at the cleaned and washed rooms around him, Fen still roared with dissatisfaction, and sat down on the nearest wooden chair because of fatigue.

"Hey! Guard, this room is very unsatisfactory! How about dinner?"

boom.

As soon as he turned his head, the guard in charge of leading the two had already closed the wooden door, and left quickly with the sound of "tattling" footsteps.

"No way? Are there no servants to serve us? Are we just going to be put in a place where even pigs don't want to live?"

Yan on the side slightly lowered her head, and after speaking calmly at the beginning, she didn't intend to give unnecessary advice, because she knew very well that continuing to speak was just a waste of words.

It's just that Yan, even though he had anticipated this series of journeys, was actually trapped in a poor and simple life without servants, and there was still a bitterness in his heart that could not be ignored.

Before entering the forest, considering the portability and mobility, only three people chose to go to the third country.

To put it bluntly, none of the servants had enough physical strength to carry the necessary bathtubs, tea sets, and a lot of clothes to the forest where almost no place was flat.

Even using magic to carry it is still quite difficult, and there is no extra thought to take care of the surrounding beasts just by taking care of them.

In the end, the three main nobles went there, but ended up in the worst and troublesome situation.

On the way, a teammate suddenly disappeared, and the food has been exhausted. Now there is no bed to lie on comfortably, and there is no large bathtub to wash the tired body. There is also no tea to calm the head. .

Being a nobleman is like living in hell right now.

"It's getting closer to dusk. It's dangerous to rush into an unfamiliar forest. Food needs to be considered tomorrow."

"Ah? Why should I listen to you? This lady is very hungry. How can there be a noble in the world who is starving? Even if I am alone, I will go hunting!"

"Since your father handed you over to me, you must obey orders."

"Don't think you can use my father to suppress me!"

"Then you want to be wiped out by the king here? You should be very clear about the scale of her cohesion at that time."

Following these words, "pictures of heresy" uncontrollably popped up in Fen's mind.

At that time, all the magic molecules that "not only can be sensed in the wooden house" began to condense rapidly, and the molecules outside the wooden house quickly gathered towards the king's hand as if encountering a gravitational force.

All the molecules that can be condensed in the whole nature are concentrated in the palm of the king, and then the huge amount of molecules are "compressed", and when they are thrown out, the abnormally compressed molecules spread out in the direction of the fingers. , that is, the bombardment of huge energy.

Whether it's the way the molecules move or the speed of absorption, they all far exceed normal magicians.

If one is proficient and possesses a very strong talent, one can indeed sense and quickly condense molecules. The problem is that the shrinking of molecules that should have been condensed normally is something that few magicians can do.

Even Fen, who likes to use large-scale magic, can't easily "compress" the molecules that can be quickly condensed by relying on talent.

Compression is one of the manipulation methods that have existed since ancient times, but it is simply a waste for magicians who are good at using thin and effective molecules.

It needs to be carefully sensed and manipulated mentally, and the benefits brought are so low that even basic magic is more efficient-the magic used by the king does not have attributes such as ice, fire, wind and thunder, but is a molecule of other redundant and different attributes, which is the so-called secondary magic. Wait for the magic.

However, Wang's achievements in manipulating and controlling powerful elements far surpass Yan and Fen's cognition.

"I would like to admit that that guy's magic is indeed a little bit powerful, but I am the daughter of the Fire family, so I don't believe that she dares to disregard my family's face."

"Now it's us who beg others."

"You, you really, do you want to call me a naysayer every time?"

Let out an angry roar again. In fact, there have been countless noises on the way from the formation of the team into the forest to here. It should be said that the ears did not know how to withstand the bombardment of hundreds of burning roars.

It's just that Yan is different from Fen, even though Yan has the dignity of being a nobleman, as well as the helplessness and discomfort of coming here, his attitude is absolutely different.

Yan's goal is not simply to maintain the family's reputation, nor is it for everything in the Magic Kingdom. Yan has already given up everything. What she really wants is the "sharpness that must move forward."

She must not stay where she is.

"Follow orders."

The cold and sharp gaze appeared again, and the empty and cold eyes were fixed on Fen's face.

"You, you, you!"

"The temperature will be very low at night. Use the magic of heating to keep the body at a comfortable temperature. This is your homework."

"Hmph, given your order like this, I might as well be frozen to death!"

call out--

A gust of wind rushed in from the gap in the wooden house, and suddenly turned into a strong and cold wind, sweeping directly at Fen's body.

Through the skin, through the flesh and into the bones.

"Ah! It's so cold, it hurts! Yan, what do you mean! Do you want to fight here!"

After the cold, the temperature rose, and the whole wooden house began to produce an orange light visible to the naked eye. Fine white smoke appeared on the wall of the wooden house, and the line of sight was slightly distorted due to the high temperature.

In fact, this is also the most stupid way to not continue to stalemate with the opponent's magic head-to-head.

With a "snap", Yan stretched his right hand to touch Fen's shoulder, taking advantage of the situation of "still maintaining the range of ice magic", to concentrate the limited ice attribute magic molecules on Fen's shoulder.

Freeze those slender shoulders into popsicles.

"Ahh! You bastard!"

The intense stabbing pain caused all the range of the heating magic to collapse, and the cold pain was transmitted from the shoulder to the head, and Fen couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.

Even so, he still resisted the warm tears that fell down, clenched his teeth and stared fiercely at Yan's unchanging ice face.

"You lost, obediently obey."

"Don't think, don't think that our Fire Family will let you go like this! You self-righteous ice cube!"

The child who had lost the fight with him fell to the ground with a dissatisfied face, thinking that it was just bad luck and that he would never lose to the opponent in terms of strength.

"I will kill you."

As the words mean, not only is the ice on the shoulders gradually spreading and hardening, the temperature of the surrounding air drops abnormally, and white smoke visible to the naked eye is also produced on the wall, but this time it is not because of the high temperature, but the abnormally low temperature. The picture has also become normal, it should be said that it has become clearer and clearer.

The air that the air can breathe seems to be "frozen" as if it is difficult to breathe. In addition to the frostbite of the shoulders, there is also difficulty in breathing. It is forced to breathe continuously, and it is pleading to suck in more air.

"Huh, ha, ha, ah... I know your secret."

Even though the number of breaths has been increased, the air in the wooden house has not completely entered Fen's nasal cavity, and the severe pain caused by the shoulders has no effect, and the struggling and painful appearance has disappeared. On the contrary, the eyelids trembled, and the body Weak, the whole person is about to fall into a semi-comatose state.

Even though he was about to die, he still didn't intend to admit defeat. What Yan saw was not how ridiculous his stubbornness was, but how terrifying the dignity of the so-called Magic Kingdom was.

The natural arrogance of a magician can even give up his life.

At the same time, I saw the sorrow of being a nobleman.

hiss.

The cooling magic of the ice attribute was interrupted, and the ice cube on Fen’s shoulder lost its molecular supply and the surrounding temperature rose, disintegrating and shrinking rapidly, and finally turned into transparent ice water. The surrounding air that was difficult to breathe returned to its original appearance, and the floor was A large area of ​​ice water appeared.

Fortunately, the structure of this wooden house is located in the center of the tree trunk. Considering the rainwater and the irrigation of giant trees, the roof has gaps, and the floor also has fine gaps to allow water to drain outside.

"Woo, um, huh, huh."

Realizing that he was able to breathe smoothly again, his pale cheeks that had lost their color turned red all of a sudden, and he let out a weak laugh in that petite body that refused to admit defeat.

"Are you dispelling the magic because I said it hurt you? You noble lady who even mixes with the untouchables."

Looking at Yan with bright red pupils while bending his body, his eyes contained countless reproaches and ridicules.

As nobles, at least as far as the nobles of the Magic Kingdom are concerned, it is impossible to contact civilians. Not only civilians will be punished, but even the nobles who contact them will be punished.

Because people from different worlds are not allowed to communicate with each other, there will never be a possibility of intersection.

"I do not deny."

"Hmph, for the sake of that orphanage, I will personally protect the people in the orphanage, I will tell the family heads!"

"They already knew."

The answer was made easily, so that no one could see the emotional change in it.

"What? Impossible, if this is the case, how can you still be qualified to command the team?"

"What's with you?"

"Impossible, you are trying to be brave. That's right, it's impossible to be so calm. Those untouchables are very important, right? I will definitely adopt them after I go back, and let them understand what it means to be a splasher!"

"You don't need to worry about this. Not long ago, the orphanage caught fire and no one escaped."

Calm and smooth, blurting out without hindrance or hesitation.

It exudes an invisible aura, neither the oppression of magic nor the heaviness of words, but the coldness of pure nature.

It was a chill that could smell death.

"You, you..."

Unable to continue to be sarcastic or contemptuous, Fen instinctively developed fear, until he made a disdainful sound after several seconds of thinking, moved to the bed and lay down on the bed in an awkward position, covering him with a thin quilt.

Use warming magic to generate enough comforting heat.

"I'm going to reject that mission tomorrow."

Yan Wuyuan covered the quilt, but let the cold wind blow into every part of his body, squeezed onto the bed in the remaining half of the space, and whispered his orders as a leader.

"Why did you refuse? It's too insulting to the face of a magician, are you still a magician?"

This time it was no longer the exaggerated yelling like the previous few times, it was more like some kind of complaint.

His body didn't move or turn his head, and he deliberately didn't turn his gaze to Yan's body.

Whether it is physical strength, spirit or that respect, there has been a slight change. The words that Yan Suo blurted out just now made Fen come into contact with death, the real "danger".

"Based on the two of us, it is impossible to complete the task. Huatian and Zi are important assets and combat power. The first thing to do is to ask the Magic Kingdom for help."

"Hmph, it's strange that this kind of report full of failures is not punished. As a magician, you should be brave enough to accept and overcome, and finally let those barbarians obediently find talents for us."

Gao Gao advocated the arrogance and self-confidence of being a magician, and there was no hesitation at all, as if it was a matter of course, only the same affirmative tone as this choice.

Judging by strict ears is a foolish declaration of self-destruction.

"Why defeat?"

"Ah? Of course it's my heating magic! As long as there is my phoenix magic, I don't believe anyone can resist it."

"The premise is ordinary people."

The calm response with sarcasm, and this answer was once again so enraged that it started to tremble, and the bright red eyes turned to Yan's direction, and a fierce look emerged without avoiding it.

"Why, why do you have to refute me like this every time? Every time, every time, no matter what sentence, no matter what, you have to refute! Do you just hate me so much?"

I don't know whether it's emotional boiling again, or is affected by other factors, this roar is not as powerful as before, but full of emotional grief and indignation.

It's like being bullied and unable to resist, and can only use weak complaints as a weak existence to fight back.

Based on the duties of the captain, Yan turned his head and looked into Fen's eyes.

What I saw was an angry expression that didn't stop falling like a waterfall, the corners of the eyes and cheeks were red, but the eyes were stubborn.

"..."

"Why, how about it! If you still have any dissatisfaction, just say it! This lady will never give in like this. When I go back, I must tell my father that the choice of letting you be the captain was a mistake!"

Tears were streaming down his face, and the bed was cold and wet from the tears, his face was distorted because of the mourning, and the original angry expression could no longer be seen, Fen continued to complain in grief and indignation.

"Your father's decision is a forced choice to please other families, you..."

Yan subconsciously stretched out her right hand to touch Yan's pink and flushed cheeks, but the "pictures" that appeared in her mind one after another made her stop suddenly, silently withdrawing her emotions that should not have appeared, and her eyes bloomed again out cold.

"I don't need you to tell me! I don't want to take care of tomorrow's mission anymore! Half of this bed is my territory, you are absolutely not allowed to cross it, or I will burn the part that crosses the boundary into coke!"

Turning his head and ignoring the weak and brave roar, Yan slowly closed his eyes, uncontrollably letting "turning into a scorched black scene" reappear in his mind.

I don't know how many times it happened, and I don't know how many times this is the picture that devours my mind.

The only thing Yan knows is how real this series of constantly entangled images is, and every minute and every second of every day, he is forced to mentally torture his head.

She can only move forward and never stop, because the moment she stops, she will collapse.