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The scene before him was simply unbelievable.

From the moment he was frozen in place, he knew he had met his match.

This mysterious and unknown power can only be achieved through magic. But...

"Aren't their numbers pitifully small?"

An uncontrollable anger welled up inside me.

The probability of one in ten thousand, or even one in a million, actually happened to me.

"And..." He stared intently at Gu Yuan, his heart filled with doubt and resentment.

Where did this "expert" come from?

You can defeat your capable subordinate with a single blow. If you're so strong, why are you hiding in the crowd?

In short, these successive events were like a nightmare, inevitably driving the scarred man to the brink of madness.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and strained every muscle in his body, trying to break free from the restraints...

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however.

Millie Alder's next words, however, were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Don't waste your energy. You should have heard that magic is a world of imagination. What I'm using is magic that can paralyze a warrior's entire body."

"You are absolutely not allowed to move until I dispel the spell."

"This is a constraint on imagination."

Not far away, Gu Yuan heard these words and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He shook the steel bar in his hand, not because he didn't understand, but on the contrary, he was very clear about the setting.

However, how should I put it, he always felt that there were some loopholes in it.

Because the magic in the world of Frilian is about sacrificing one aspect in exchange for the ultimate enhancement of another.

It's like magic that melts steel; it can only melt steel, it can't even ignite a piece of paper.

There's also a magic that can only capture birds; conceptually, it can even capture a phoenix, but it can't touch any non-bird creature.

Right now...

Thoughts swirled in his mind, and driven by a thirst for knowledge and a reminder of Milield, he couldn't help but ask:

"What about people other than warriors? Will your magic still work?"

"Or what if the other side doesn't consider themselves a warrior?"

Upon hearing this, Milieard's thoughts faltered for a moment, and she was immediately stunned.

She winked at Gu Yuan, and then asked, "What's the problem?"

"Hahaha."

Upon seeing this, the scarred man suddenly burst into laughter, his voice trembling as if he had been struck by lightning and suddenly understood.

"I see. So this is your weakness as mages."

"No wonder you possess the power to alter celestial phenomena, yet remain incredibly low-key."

As he spoke, he struggled to raise his hand, and surprisingly, he could move it.

Upon seeing this, Milie Alde couldn't help but take a few steps back.

This……

"Thanks, kid."

A sinister smile slowly crept onto the scarred man's lips.

Although his words sounded like expressions of gratitude, his eyes revealed a deep-seated murderous intent.

tread!

He stepped forward with his right foot, crushing the dry branches on the ground with the sole of his boot.

Although his movements were still stiff, he had regained his normal mobility.

He shook his head, his bones cracking, and spoke in a chilling tone:

"As a form of repayment, you shall die here!"

He no longer harbored any illusions about the elves; if he took them back, they might just be killed by him someday.

It's still more comfortable to enslave ordinary humans.

Gu Yuan lifted the steel bar, lightly twisted his wrist in a flourish, and spoke with complete indifference:

"You're welcome. Everything progresses through repeated exploration and trial and error."

"Your example has given her the inspiration to improve magic."

"What do you think, Milield? Do you hate me?"

Milie Alder pursed her lips; it was natural.

The magic he had painstakingly developed was inexplicably broken.

Don't you have no magic power within you? Why are you so clear about the rules of magic?

They even know more about her than she, an elf who has lived for hundreds of years.

But one has to admit that what Gu Yuan said later made a lot of sense.

Only by knowing where the problem lies can we improve next time and make the magic even more perfect.

So, the slight dislike in her heart vanished, and she let out a long breath, beginning to feel sorry for her attitude just now.

The scarred man snorted coldly, his raised spiked club seeming like a declaration of victory:

"You smooth-talking brat, I'll make you regret what you've done today."

How arrogant! These two actually know each other... Their tone is so familiar; anyone who didn't know better would think they were a couple.

Since that's the case, there's nothing to regret about killing them.

After saying that, the scarred man walked forward step by step, his eyes fixed on Gu Yuan, looking him up and down, and began to observe his flaws.

result.

Hmph... I thought he was so amazing, but he's full of flaws.

He squinted, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

It's a win.

She glanced at Miliad and saw that she had no intention of making a move.

He snorted coldly, filled with a desire for victory, stomped his right foot on the ground, charged forward, and at the same time, the muscles in his right arm bulged as he immediately swung his spiked club!

Swish!

The sound of something cutting through the air was sharp and piercing.

……

Clang!

Just a second later, the scarred man stood there dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at his trembling, bleeding hand and the steel bar pounding against his heart.

How could this be...? A mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably.

"cough."

He knelt on the ground, coughing incessantly, his vision going completely black.

No... it shouldn't be like this.

His own weapon couldn't even withstand a single blow before it was completely reduced to scrap metal.

What he's holding in his hand... could it be...?

"What a pity, having hundreds of pounds of strength, yet ultimately defeated by weapons. But there's nothing I can do, that's my advantage after all."

Gu Yuan gripped the steel bar tightly and swung it again without hesitation, giving the scarred man no chance to speak again.

Boom!

Red and white splattered out, and he collapsed, convulsing.

When the henchmen nearby saw their boss being killed, they screamed in terror and scattered like birds and beasts.

"Run! Run!"

Miliald didn't let them go. She reached out and used magic to shoot them out like cannonballs, finishing them off in no time. None of them escaped.

boom!

The ground trembled slightly.

After putting away the staff, he turned around and saw Gu Yuan being surrounded and cheered by a group of villagers.

"Hero, hero!"

The atmosphere was noisy, and as she recalled what had just happened, a complex light flashed in her eyes.

……

……

Night fell in the blink of an eye. Since they had to go to the capital, the two did not stay in the village for long after dealing with the bandits.

In the stillness of the night, a chill settled in the air of the open space.

The horse neighed softly.

in the tent.

Gu Yuan was half asleep, about to drift off, when he suddenly felt a pair of arms climb up his back to his chest.

A soft sensation came from my back.

Millie Alder couldn't sleep.

It wasn't just because his magic was easily broken by Gu Yuan that morning.

Furthermore, it was because Gu Yuan's understanding of magic far exceeded her imagination.

She was full of curiosity and wanted to try to learn more.

And... it's a little embarrassing to say.

She liked the scent on Gu Yuan.

This feeling became even stronger, especially after comparing them to that group of filthy robbers.

then……