Accidentally reincarnated into a magic book

Chapter 189
Heavy breathing.

Nothing else.

Almost everyone present held their breath, even Honor was choked with fright.

It was Master Nick's bodyguard who made that breathing sound.

The bodyguard collapsed on the ground covered in sweat, with his hands on the ground, but he was probably so exhausted that he almost didn't have that kind of strength anymore.

But surprisingly, the man was not injured.

There are faint abrasions on the strong muscles, especially the serious abrasions on the two arms. It looks like bullets have passed through his body - behind the man, on the ground ten meters away, nearly Hundreds of small holes are densely arranged on both sides.

"What's going on? Lord Godzhi, is Tamara's water magic too ineffective?"

Onor asked in his heart with some puzzlement, although the water magic he usually used had weakened his strength, it wouldn't be so that Tamara couldn't even get a little blood out of his hands, right?

Of course, O'Nor didn't want Tamara to kill people. To be honest, Tamara was really taken aback by using such a fierce water magic just now. They still need to avoid people's eyes and ears in Wengla City, and making too much noise would be counterproductive.

[There is no problem in judging the power of water magic. If one hits, it should be able to cause serious injury to the target. 】

"Hey, hey, seriously injured or something, wouldn't he die if he hit a few more shots?"

【correct. 】

"I really don't want you to affirm me at this time." Onor sighed, and looked at the strong man on the ground strangely.

"Then why is he just scratched?"

This question is not only unknown to Honor, but even Tamara who uses magic is completely ignorant of what is going on - the best proof is that Tamara is looking at her hands in amazement at this moment.

[After analysis, it is likely that the magic user's accuracy is too poor. 】

"Uh……"

Onor froze for a moment, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

The accuracy is too poor or something. There are nearly a hundred water bombs, but even one of them can't hit.

He stroked his forehead with a headache, and said to himself that fortunately there are no guns in this world, otherwise Tamara must be a dangerous killer.

"Little, young master...why does he seem to be fine?" Tamara finally couldn't help asking Honor.

Honor resisted the urge to laugh and coughed twice.

"Ahem, Tamara, I stopped you."

"why?"

"Have you forgotten the purpose of our coming here? Don't cause trouble without permission."

"I'm very sorry... I was too impulsive."

Tamara suddenly realized what Honor said, and hurriedly bowed her head to apologize.

Honor smiled, and quickly said comfortingly, "Look up, it's not a big deal."

Should it be a blessing in disguise?Onor shook his head, but he still had to tell Lord God to help Tamara correct her position next time when she used magic. It's good that no one around was injured this time, but it would be bad if no one was injured by mistake.

[Spell correction has been activated for the secondary contractor Tamara. 】

Knowing that Lord God's efficiency is still as fast as ever, Honor nodded in relief.

At this moment, the trembling man who collapsed on the ground finally realized the fact that he was not injured.

"I, I didn't die! Young master, I didn't die!"

The man stood up quickly, and the sense of gratitude for his survival after the catastrophe made him want to share it with his employer.

But just as he met the disdainful gaze of that young master Nick, the strong man was startled and took two steps back in fright.

"What are you still standing there for? Isn't it enough to be ashamed?"

Nick shouted angrily, and the man had no choice but to stand behind Nick like a kitten.

Both he and Nick knew that this was just the other party's deliberate release of water.

Ordinary warriors would already be at a disadvantage if they were to fight against a magician at a certain distance. If the opponent used such powerful magic, if he was really hit, the man would have died long ago.

But the result was beyond everyone's expectations. The seemingly docile maid perfectly controlled the magic water polo, causing all the water polo to pass over the man's body, causing him only minor injuries in the end.

With such an exquisite magic operation, even if you search all over Wengla, you may not be able to find a second one.

Thinking of this, Nick Horace's face naturally turned extremely ugly.

This victory or defeat is related to his own face as the owner. If he loses, it may affect the supremacy of the Horace family in the hearts of the residents and humiliate the family. This is absolutely unforgivable.

"Hey, brat, I just know what it is to let a servant come out to save face. How about a competition with me if you have the ability?"

Nikon looked unconvinced at the pair of master and servant who were whispering not far away.

"Huh? What did you just say?"

Honor looked up from his conversation with Tamara. He was teaching Tamara how to control strength in the human world, but suddenly he heard what Nick was saying.

I saw that young master Nick's complexion turned blue, and even his body began to tremble.

"It's unreasonable...to ignore my young master's words!" Nick clenched his fists, his eyes were burning. If he had a sword in his hand now, he would have already slashed through it.

[According to the record, what the other party just said was, "Hey, kid, you only know how to ask servants to show off your face. How about you compete with me if you have the ability?"]

"Oh, as expected, Lord God knows, and even recorded it for me."

O'Nor felt that Master Shenzhi was getting more and more considerate, so he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

Then he looked at Nick and said to him, "I will repeat what you said just now. Really, who the hell only knows to let the servants come out to save face."

"you!"

"Tell me, you brat, whether you want to compete in swordsmanship or riding, no matter what you are competing with, I will accompany you to the end, otherwise people will say that I bully you."

Nick looked at Honor bitterly. Although he did let his servants save his face, he was a real nobleman, different from the fake nobleman like the kid opposite. Can be faulted.

Hearing Nick's provocation, Honor was also a little embarrassed, since he has already declared himself a nobleman, once he competes with the real nobleman, he will definitely reveal his truth.

After all, he doesn't know aristocratic swordsmanship, and he has never learned riding skills, let alone etiquette. Hearing the name of this project might as well kill him.

"What should I do?" O'Nor rubbed his chin and couldn't help looking around.

Seeing that the duel had reached its climax again, the passers-by around gathered here again, who were a little afraid and flinched. Everyone looked forward to it, hoping that someone would teach this arrogant and domineering Master Nick a lesson.

"That's right!" O'Nor clenched his fist with his left hand and beat the palm of his right hand.

He smiled mysteriously at Nick, pointed to the shop sign beside him and said, "Since this is an exchange shop, how about we compare who can exchange for better things?"

(End of this chapter)