Xingyun walked towards the door with a large piece of fragrant and soft cake, if you can enjoy the warm sun while eating delicious cake

What a blessing!

It seems that there are a few benches for pedestrians next to the doorway, so let's go there.

As Nebula walked to the door, a hurried doorbell rang in front of Nebula.

Although Nebula subconsciously avoided the door that was pushed open, it also made Nebula's center of gravity unstable, and Nebula's body shook and then fell straight forward.

A young magician armed with an ancient tree wand appeared at the door of Erinus with a vicious look in his hands, and his otherwise handsome face was completely ruined by the menacing expression.

The young mage looked at the cream on his magic robe, then at the cake that had fallen on the ground, and at the child who had fallen on the ground, and the anger in his heart rose even more.

Although Xingyun, who was lying on the ground, felt sorry for the cake that fell on the ground, he also knew that at this time, he must apologize to the other party first: "Mr. Magician, I'm sorry for soiling your magic robe." I beg your pardon for my presumptuousness, I didn't mean to. If you allow me, I can take it back and wash it for you."

Before Xingyun could finish apologizing, he saw the mage smile coldly and wave the magic staff in his hand, "Touch! With a bang, Nebula, who was lying on the ground and was about to get up to make amends to the magician, suddenly fell to the right and rear.

Looking at the nebula with tears rolling in his eyes with his bruised cheeks, the young mage's mood did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if he had just taught a disobedient dog a lesson.

The guard behind the young magician trotted up to the magician and bowed deeply, then he slapped the fallen Nebula with the spear in his hand a few times, and the guard held his head high and said to the Nebula who was curled up on the ground, "Apologize and be sincere, is just a word of sorry enough?" Master Millet's magic robe was just bought the day before yesterday, and it was 23,000 gold coins each. Dead imps! Even if I sell you, I can't afford to lose it! You're going to be a slave to House Iris for the rest of your life! ”

The young mage's frown gradually eased, and it was clear that he was pleased with the guard's approach. The young mage let the guard retreat, and walked unhurriedly in front of Nebula, he sneered at Nebula who fell to the ground covered in bruises, and said, "Although too small a slave is of little use to me, if you can lick this cream clean, I can consider reluctantly accepting you, hahahaha~~~"

Millet's creepy laughter resounded throughout the Erinas store, adding a terrifying touch to the somewhat dimly lit little shop.

Nebula felt disgusted when he saw the young mage pointing to the coin-sized amount of cream on his shoes. A strong sense of humiliation crept into Nebula's heart, how could such a person be a respectable magician?

At this time, Scott, who was slowly walking out of the counter, finally spoke: "Iris. Millet, it seems that you don't take our Vignier family seriously! It's not on the street, and it's not your Iris family's house. This is the Vignier family's shop, Erinas!! ”

Scott's tone was tough, as if he was not facing the young master of the Iris family, but his staff.

The young mage named Millett was not only not angry at Scott's tone and behavior, but also laughed at Scott: "Scott, you are just a subordinate of the Vernier family, if it weren't for the incident three years ago, you might have become the head of the Vignier family in the frozen snowy region?" Even if you are the person in charge, would you be ridiculous to think that the Vernier family would go against the entire Iris family for the sake of your little person in charge? ”

Scott clenched his teeth and clenched his hands into fists, although Scott was already angry, he didn't do anything to Millett and the guards he brought.

The reason why Scott came out for Nebula just now was not that he was not afraid of being worried about the heirs of the Iris family, but that Scott had to intervene to stop it at that time.

If Scott doesn't make a move, Nebula will most likely be killed by Millett's men in the next moment.

This kind of arbitrary insult to others and even arbitrarily deciding the life and death of others is not uncommon in big families, as long as there is power and strength, then all the rules and regulations can only be regarded as a blank slate.

Scott didn't hesitate before he stepped forward, as Millett said. Millet is the only young master of the Iris family and the heir of the Iris family. And he is just a small person in the side branch of the Vernier family, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a descendant of the Venier family.

The reason why Scott made a move was only a small part because of Nebula's safety, and more because of the face of the Vignier family.

If Millet kills someone in Erinas, or forcibly takes a man in Erinas as a slave. Even if the rest of the family forces understood the reason, what did those ordinary people think? They may escalate the matter into a feud between the families, saying that the Verniers are inferior to the Iris. This had no effect on the reputation of the Vignier family.

Of course, this is not to say that the Iris family is really stronger than the Vignier family. If this was the home of the Vignier family in the magical jungle, he wouldn't dare mess around even if he gave Millet a hundred dares.

But in what can be regarded as a remote area of the frozen and snowy region, how can the weak forces scattered by the Vernier family compare to the landowners? If it weren't for the face of the Magic Forest family, the power of the Vignier family would have been wiped out long ago.

This is the reason why the Vernier family, although powerful in the frozen snowy region, is looked down upon by those native families. In such a small, remote place, everyone is focused on strength. No one cares about a person in charge who doesn't have the strength to do it like Scott.

And the master sent by the Vignier family to guard from the family disappeared for some inexplicable reason, and he can be said to have no capital before the family did not send the master to protect him again.

Scott's anger gradually subsided, and if he didn't want to be pushed too hard by them, then he had to give in first

Scott picked up a red robe that was exactly the same as Millett's from the side shelf, folded it and handed it to Millett, Scott restrained his anger and said to Millett, "Didn't the kid stain one of your magic robes?" I'll just pay you one more, and if you're okay, go back! Now the shop is proofed! ”

Millet was amazed, after all, when he came to buy magic robes a few days ago, he only gave himself a nine-percent discount. Today, just because of a poorly dressed imp, he gave himself more than 20,000 gold coins for nothing, if it wasn't for his good face, then there was something wrong with this little ghost.

In order to test Scott's attitude, Millet said to Scott with a wide mouth: "Young Master Ben won't wear the same magic robe twice, get me a magic robe, I'm tired of wearing the sage's robe for a long time." ”

"His ancestor's, how could the robe he just bought the day before yesterday be tired of wearing it today? Want a magic robe? Why don't you grab it? The magic robe he was wearing was not even a fraction of the price of the magic robe, and the magic robe worth three hundred and thirty thousand was a magic robe that could only be worn by elemental magicians, and what qualifications did a twenty-third-level trainee magician have to wear. Scott gritted his teeth and complained inwardly.

Although Scott is reluctant to give Millet a magic robe, it would be dangerous for Nebula to keep Millet in the store.

Millet had the status of a nobleman, and even if he was only a lowly nobleman, he had the power to punish offenses to the dignity of the nobility. If he took Nebula away, or even killed Nebula, he would be fined some gold coins at most. For a commoner, offending a nobleman is even more terrifying than a snow wolf.

"Nope! You don't deserve it! You don't deserve to wear this magic robe! Nebula's faint voice rang out in the empty wooden house.

Nebula burst into tears, and he scolded Millett with a slight cry, "You don't deserve to be a magician! Magicians are respectable, admirable, and noble beings who bring happiness to people! Definitely not a thug like you who pretends to be a magician and bullies others at will! ”

In Nebula's young mind, magicians are a sacred profession, such as the archmage Merodis who introduced light to the frozen snowy region, or the mage Rubi who brought himself out of the ice and snow canyon. There are many, many legends of famous magicians who have almost deified the profession of magician.

For Nebula, who longed for, or even believed in the profession of a magician, Millett's behavior was simply a disgrace to the magician.

Scott was stunned at this point, and the matter could not be resolved smoothly. If it was possible to send Millet away with a magic robe just now, it was impossible to end it now unless Nebula or one of Millet completely fell.

That being said, could Millet be overwhelmed by a powerless Nebula? No matter how you think about it, the side that falls is the nebula

Millett laughed angrily: "Hahaha~~~~ Not worthy? I'm not worthy? If I'm not worthy, are you worthy of being a magician with a stick and staff in your hand? A real magician uses magic! It's like this."

Millet held the staff and waved it lightly, and a light blue magic sphere flew towards the nebula with a slight pop, and the powerful impact directly caused the nebula to smash into the weapon rack behind it. A light-colored film suddenly appeared on the weapon rack, a magical barrier to prevent the theft of goods.

It was because of that magic barrier that Nebula did not directly hit the wall, which reduced the damage suffered by Nebula to a certain extent. It's just that even so, Nebula still spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Millett laughed heartily: "Haha~~~Hahaha~~~~ This is the real magician? A little pariah, beaten half-dead by a lowly-level magic bullet, actually claims to be a real magician? So what am I when I release the magic bullet? Do you want to say that I am the god of magic? Is there anything funnier in the world than this? Hahaha~~~~~"

"If you don't deserve it, you don't deserve it at all!! A true magician is one who uses magic to help people in need, and magic is not a tool used to hurt others for fun! Nebula still screamed.

Although Nebula shouted loudly, doubts gradually appeared in his eyes, if magicians are such abominable people, then will he who has always longed and longed for magicians become like him?

What exactly is a real magician?

Looking at the nebula, whose eyes were scattered as if it had been hit hard, Millett felt ridiculous: "How can a magician be as good as you think?" Helping others? That's just hypocrisy without harming your own interests! The reason why magicians learn magic is to kill! As long as you have the strength, you can kill the people you don't like, and as long as you have the strength, no one dares to resist you. It's a pity that you're just a stinky little guy who knows how to say pretty things, and killing a pariah without any strength is as easy for me as killing a dog."

As he spoke, Millett raised his staff aloft. The head of the staff glowed brightly, and he must have prepared a powerful spell.

Nebula collapsed to the ground without the slightest resistance, and the impact of Millett's words on Nebula was not ordinary. The tall image of the magician collapsed in Nebula's heart little by little, and the mentally confused Nebula even began to suspect the Merodis who brought light to the Ice Village, and Rubi who saved him in the Ice Canyon

(Finally back, update continues)