Staff?

Mia's heart skipped a beat. She didn't know where Morris knew about this, but letting her mentor know that she had doubts about him was always bad for her--

What's more, it's at such a node!

The night stone beside the stone wall was shining with turbid light, and the air was filled with the dust that Mia had just fallen. She reached out and pulled the hem of the mage's robe tightly, and she could almost feel the fiery breath that Morris squirted out on her face.

Is Mom Morris really a good mentor with a gentle personality?

That face, which is not handsome, but usually looks knowledgeable under the mage's robe, is now exaggeratedly distorted, reminding people of the resentful souls in the cemetery. They often use their twisted facial features and sharp howlings to give people multiple blows to their spiritual senses.

And now Morris's face is like those resentful souls, his eyes full of resentment-

Mia thought for some reason that a few months ago, when she was wearing a shabby mage robe and holding a wrinkled letter of recommendation, standing under the tall North Wind Tower, only this "gentle" instructor stood in front of her and asked her name.

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"May I have your name?"

"Mia."

"Where is the last name?"

“…Christian.”

So she was taken to the disciple, the Fourth Ring Mage - at that time, there was only the Third Ring, and his face was full of joy, as if he was happy that he had received an excellent apprentice.

Is he really gentle?

No, maybe we should change the question-

Is he really a mentor?

Mia Christian suddenly opened her eyes, and the girl with a glorious surname had her face tightly, showing a completely different determination from her shy and implicit smile. She looked back at Morris' aggressive eyes with her eyes without fear, and then said loudly:

"Master Morris, please give in. I have something urgent now!"

The greedy and manic distorted expression suddenly disappeared at this moment. Only the extremely depression left on Morris' face was the corners of his eyes and mouth. Then he grinned, his tongue pressed against his teeth, as if he was singing a strange spell:

"Mia Christian, I will give you another chance. Now I will allow you to apologize to me. I will not blame today for the offense, but we have to settle the matter of the staff and other things..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw that the girl in front of him had her hands tightly pinched on her chest, her beautiful blue eyes were tightly closed, almost screaming as if she was shouting out of her chest:

"Morris, I'll let you get out of the way!"

The girl finished speaking, then she reached out and pushed Morris, who was stunned in disbelief, to the side, trying to continue climbing to the high-level of the Mage Tower.

But this time Morris quickly reacted. He reached out and grabbed the girl's arm, grinned and shouted: "Mia Christian! Don't even think about going up today!"

But Mia didn't look back and just shook her arms hard. Morris, who was standing on the narrow wooden board, could not maintain his balance when he was under this force. He quickly let go of Mia and held the wall, for fear that he would fall to the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Mia had already walked up several steps and was about to reach the platform where the wind stairs were located.

But the girl had to stop moving forward. A chanting sound came from behind her, and the dark flames suddenly ignited from the wooden stairs in front of her, completely blocking her way forward-

She looked back and found that Morris had a long-handled staff in his hand, pointing at him with a stick straight at him-

"Mia Christian, I said, don't think about going up today!"

What kind of spell is this? Firewall? Or is it a fire-type bushes? These two are fire-type four-ring spells, but Master Morris is a specialist in water-type spells. How could he understand these?

The girl's mind was in chaos. Mr. Wei's hint was right. Her mentor had concealed too much from him, and might even hide the direction of his specialized spell.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying thought leaped out of her mind—

If he is a fire-type spell specializing in the forest, why don’t he use these four-ring-level fire-type spells to kill the skeletons? Why don’t he do something that can be easily done?

Or -

When she looked at Morris again, there was a little sadness in her eyes. Then, her hands and five fingers were fingertips on her chest, and dark blue elements gathered in front of her. In the blink of an eye, a blue magic arrow was generated and shot towards Morris without any warning.

But she really didn't have much practical experience. The magic arrow was extremely accurate and shot on the stone wall beside Morris, and it exploded with a "slap" without even a trace.

But this is enough to make Morris' anger go further:

"My good student, I didn't expect you to quietly touch the threshold of a spell, but I didn't know at all--"

His cold eyes disappeared at this moment, and then his eyes rolled up, and the whites of his eyes occupied the entire eye socket. Then he spoke, and syllables that were completely different from conventional spells floated out of his mouth:

"Etching, her spirit-"

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Cyril was running wildly on the street, and his advantage of investing his level in the knights finally showed up. Although the knights, as a warrior profession, are not the best in all aspects, they can rank among the top three in the warriors, whether in terms of strength, durability, or agility.

Therefore, the Knights industry was called "all-round" from the middle of the game.

Previously, the heavy shield for him became extremely lightweight. This is not only because of the power bonus, but also because the knight itself has the attribute of "shield specialization", which can greatly reduce the equipment requirements of shield equipment.

He estimated his magic power and launched a charge on the street from time to time, quickly narrowing the distance between him and the North Wind Tower.

All the city guards who tried to ask him were left behind by him, and they did not dare to stop them - they were a young knight who had learned to charge, and their status was not something they could guess casually.

When he was about to enter the scope of the Mage Tower, Cyril suddenly suppressed his steps and turned into an unmanned alley.

When it comes out again, it is already in a state of "sneaking".

By relying solely on his own skills, even ordinary sneaking with primary proficiency, he is confident that he can get into the mage tower and will not be discovered until the top level.

What's more, at this time, it was the "Shadow" sneaking taught by Sheldon. Walking in the attached world of the main world, the mages and guards on the second and third rings of the lower level could not detect his existence—

Move slowly, Mia Christian!
Chapter completed!