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I worked hard to be transferred from Bala City to the capital, thinking that I could be taken care of by a teacher, but in the end... I didn't even have a position.
He unconsciously exerted force with his right hand holding the staff and cursed inwardly, "Damn it!"
"What do they call me?
Mr. Hagrid!
How respectful and pleasing to the ear!"
Resentment is like poison, spreading through the blood vessels throughout the body.
At this moment, he missed the good times in Bala City very much.
At least there, he is a bishop and can enjoy flattery and power.
In the royal capital, believers and worshippers showed him enough respect, but no one gave him even a single gold coin.
Because he was the bishop's deputy, his title was extremely prestigious, but his actual power was not even as great as that of the gatekeeper's believers.
Strictly speaking, he is not a believer with a position in the church, but a believer who believes in God but has not formally joined the church.
Damn!
Cursing once more, he quickened his pace through the quiet streets toward the north gate.
If he had not received a single gold coin in the past six months, he might not have agreed to a stranger who came to his door out of nowhere and said he had a treasure.
It's not that I doubt its authenticity, but this is a treasure that all magicians seek help from, so its danger needs no further explanation.
"If the harvest is rich enough, I will have to find a way to transfer back to the Holy Mountain of the Grand Master."
Although the possibility was slim, he still decided to give it a try.
Otherwise, he would be trapped and die forever in the branch headquarters in the royal capital.
As the night grew darker, Hagrid walked out of the city gate and along the main road for several hundred meters before he spread his mental power to look for someone.
"This way." As soon as the thought came to mind, the city lord walked out from the woods on the right.
The mental force circled around his body and then retracted. Hagrid thought that he was indeed a magician because he could not sense any fluctuations of magical power.
Although the city lord was one level higher than him, and he was not in the church, without the blessing of the statue, Hagrid still did not show the slightest humility.
As if he were the magician, his tone was calm and commanding: "Let's go."
The two were walking on a solid dirt road, the road surface covered with a layer of silver in the moonlight.
"Mr. City Lord, how should I address you?"
"You can call me Aggie now."
Hagrid turned his head and looked at his profile: "Now?"
"Well, I changed my name before due to some circumstances."
Subconsciously attributing the "before" to the city lord's youth a hundred years ago, he asked: "Mr. Edge, you said you came to me through a friend's introduction,
I wonder what your friend’s name is?”
"Danthai, the patriarch of the Marvin magic family in Bala City."
"Oh, I remember him. Sadly, he died unexpectedly in a conflict a few months ago."
"Well." The city lord had a sad face, "After he told me the treasure location and your news, he lost contact with me. No matter how I called him with the crystal, there was no response.
I sent to Bara and learned that he was dead.”
"Yes, and I am saddened that I left Bara only a few days ago and did not see him for the last time."
The city lord said: "You are in Bara City, and those heretics will never dare to cause trouble in the city."
Hagrid enjoyed the flattery very much and smiled with satisfaction.
"Speaking of the heretic." The city lord's eyes were inquiring. "My people brought back news that the heretic was buried in the chaos. Is that true?"
"Of course, no one can break church rules and still live."
The city lord raised the corner of his mouth in a subtle arc.
In Hagrid's eyes, this was pleasure at the death of his "enemy".
They talked as they walked, and soon they entered a sparse forest.
It was late at night and the forest was pitch black, but both of them were high-level professionals, so their vision was not obstructed and they walked forward steadily, avoiding the trees that blocked their way.
"Bishop Hager." Suddenly, the city lord spoke, "Do you remember what the heretics in Bala City are called?"
A very sensible guy.
Hearing the suffix he added to his own name, Hagrid felt more at ease, as if he had regained the glory of his former power.
"Zhang Mu, a fool with a little luck."
"Oh, from what the Bishop said, he has offended you?"
"Humph." Hagrid seemed to recall some embarrassing experiences, his face was covered with a layer of haze, "He thinks he is a messenger of justice, standing up for a group of lowly untouchables like an idiot."
"Obviously he failed."
“Of course.
In the end, he lost his life in the city of Bara, and I fed those untouchables to the wolves."
"I see... Actually, he may not have failed yet."
Hagrid was stunned and looked at the city lord beside him: "What did you say..."
An ice spike pierced through his automatically activated magic shield and stabbed into his chest, cutting off his voice.
The stinging pain awakened his confused consciousness, and he stepped back screaming: "Who are you?!"
"Me?" The city lord's figure was like a stone hitting the water surface, rippling, "I just told the bishop that my name is Edge now.
In the past, the Bishop was no stranger to this. "
The moment the words fell, the city lord's body exploded like broken glass, scattering into pieces all over the sky, revealing a man wearing linen long-sleeved shirt and long pants underneath.
He smiled and said, "Before, my name was Zhang Mu."
Hagrid's face was filled with horror, and his voice-breaking scream echoed through the woods: "It's you?!"
How can it be? !
How could he possibly escape alive after starting a fight in the city!
He was not familiar with Bishop Hagrid who was transferred to the city of Bala, but he knew him.
His strength is indeed average, but he is also at the level of a high-level knight.
Not to mention the blessing of the statues in the city, even if they met him outside the city, Zhang Mu, who was still an apprentice magician at that time, would have no chance of defeating him.
But the person in front of me can't be fake, and...
Hagrid gasped, his eyes falling on the left side of his chest.
The ice cone had melted, and the cloth on the chest was soaked, mixed with the blood flowing from the wound, making it extremely sticky.
The ice cone of apprentice-level magic actually pierced my magic shield, magician?
Did he meet a god? He was promoted from an apprentice magician to a mage in just half a year? What nonsense!
With his heart surging, Hagrid forced himself to remain calm.
Now is not the time to worry about why he survived, I have to inform the teacher...
Hold your breath and swing your staff to condense a holy light bullet.
Of course, he didn't expect that this low-level magic could kill Zhang Mu.
A ball of milky white light appeared in front of him, and Hagrid threw it out. While the light was blinding, he reached for the cuff of his robe.
"puff--"
As soon as he touched the crystal, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his mind that was stronger than before.
Looking down, I saw a round hole in my right chest caused by something. My heart was nowhere to be found and I could see the grass behind me through the hole.
Without even having time to leave a last word, his still warm body fell backwards to the ground.
"boom--"
Zhang Mu waved his magic wand lightly, and the holy light bullet was knocked to the side and hit the ground.
Mih, who succeeded in the sneak attack, came to him from the dark and said, "You blew up someone else's grave."
"Hmm?" Looking to the right, there was soil scattered all over the ground, and a few smooth and flat pieces of tombstone fragments.
Scratching his head in embarrassment, he said, "Sorry, sorry. I'll come back and help you fix it when I have time."
After saying that, he put Hagrid's body into the "world" and then held Mih's shoulders.
Mihe shook his head, activated the sprint spell, and the two figures disappeared from the spot.
Half an hour later.
An angry roar so cold that it seemed to freeze the air startled the birds in the forest.
"Who destroyed my junior's grave?"
Chapter 260 Recruiting Two Princes
The king's health had become irreversibly ill.
The master of a kingdom certainly has no shortage of servants to serve him, but the three royal heirs will also take turns to accompany him, and today it is Avril's turn.
Born into a royal family, she has never felt the so-called family love.
When the king was young, he attached great importance to his own inheritance. With his hard work over the years, the royal family continued to add new members. At its peak, he had more than one hundred brothers and sisters.
Scarcity makes things valuable, and the same applies to how parents view their children.
A person's love for his children is not infinite and will be diluted as the number of children increases.
Even though King Lake's fatherly love was as heavy as a mountain, there wouldn't be much left after being shared by more than a hundred children.
Besides, Avril was not taken seriously before her talent was revealed.