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Chapter 71 Stepping over the ants without killing him, this power is difficult to master

The magic silk thread is a good thing, and it is extremely versatile.

Whether it is used to limit and control opponents, or to control one's own body, leapfrog combat and micromanagement, or to control puppets, golems, etc., it can be regarded as handy.

However, it is not without more vulgar practices.

The magic power is compatible with LV4, making it easier for him to mobilize the magic essence in the air and quickly restore his own magic power.

The magic power controls LV7, allowing him to cast spells quickly and reduce the consumption of mental power.

If it weren't for the outrageously expensive prices of some related materials and rare items for mages, now Kyle can build a fairly complete tactical system with the magic thread as the core.

At this stage, Kyle still uses the magic thread more as a means of restricting the enemy, but the main reason is "unnecessary".

Yes, it is not necessary.

If the enemy can be dealt with with a little effort, there is no need to do extra things, just make sure that the enemy can be dealt with.

"I advise you not to make a move."

The slender magic threads were like needles, piercing Tyrant's lips easily, sewing his mouth together, and sealing his fear and pain in his mouth.

Kyle casually nodded the little tail that was thrown in front of him, and said, "Treading over the ants without killing him, this power is very difficult to master."

clatter clatter clatter~
A sound of slow footsteps came from outside the firm.

The person who came was the old butler who had disappeared for a while,
Old White walked up to Kyle in a leisurely manner, and said softly, "Lord, the evidence has been submitted. These are the fabrics worn by those privateers, and they are all here."

As he spoke, he handed over a closed iron box.

Kyle took a step back, away from Tyrant, opened the box and took a look.

A faint smell of blood came out from the box, and while Tyrant was struggling, the fear in his eyes became more intense.

This lunatic wouldn't directly kill the privateer gang under his control, would he?
Madman, what an unscrupulous madman!
Unprecedented fear made this slave trader, who had been operating in the black zone for several years, uncontrollably show a broken look.

A looting group of more than 50 people, this guy really dares to kill!
"Very good. Privateering gangs in England do not enjoy humanitarian asylum. I like this rule very much!" Kyle laughed presumptuously, and the 0-ring trick [Mage's Hand] was released.

The generated ghost palm directly took out the blood-stained cloth fragments in the box, and swung them towards the backyard.

The blood-stained cloth fell down one after another. Kyle looked at the noble middle-aged man in the backyard with gloomy eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Huo, let me see who this is. Isn't this Baron Bernard? It's really rare to see such a big man here. I originally wanted to go to your Bernard Chamber of Commerce to have a look, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. Seeing you here is really... rare!"

Baron Bernard, who had been watching quietly in the backyard, hit the ground heavily with his cane, and said in a cold voice:
"Succubus bloodline, superhuman appearance, and crazy behavior... so it's Baron Heloise. It's really even more arrogant than the rumors."

"I'm sorry, I haven't been out of the house very much in the past few years, which may have given you a strange illusion... Speaking of which, a group of barbarians mixed into my territory a few days ago, it was really scary."

Baron Bernard snorted and said in dissatisfaction: "With Baron Heloise's character, she has never slept well no matter where she is, after all, there are not many people who can make trouble as soon as they return to the capital like you.

Oh no, after all, you still have the blood of the Charles family in your body, even if something serious happened, Earl Lei Zhe would think of a way to get you out out of affection! "

When Kyle heard this, he clenched his ten fingers tightly and said with a worried face: "I really couldn't sleep well during this period of time. I was worried every day whether there would be a barbarian who suddenly jumped in while I was sleeping. Break me down into pieces.

Maybe after a few days, a small newspaper in the capital will report that 'a certain border lord died at home, after many investigations, he was ruled out as a homicide'!I'm really afraid of death! "

He wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes, and sighed:

"Speaking of which, after that incident happened, I sent a group of rangers to escort some goods to the northern wilderness, but unexpectedly, I was attacked by a small tribe.

My subordinates stopped and accidentally turned back, but guess what I found at the scene of that small tribe? "

Baron Bernard's cane was gripped a little tighter, and there was almost no change in expression on his face.

And Kyle didn't care about him at all, walked slowly to his side, took off a piece of bloody cloth that fell on Baron Bernard's shoulder at some time, and said:
"Your son and the caravan were hijacked by such a small tribe. There are a lot of materials from the Bernard Company in it, and the trademarks have been erased. Alas, this world is really getting more and more chaotic.

I didn't expect that the Bernard firm, which is second to none among the emerging nobles, would encounter such a thing among lay merchants. It really made me feel a little uneasy.

Sir Bernard, I have already sent all the supplies of your child and the chamber of commerce to the noble council, so don't worry about it.

It's funny to say that the group of savages who attacked me seemed to think that we couldn't understand the tribal language, and they yelled the name of "Bone Chewing" before dying, but the students of King's Evocation Department overheard it.

There just happened to be another savage in that tribe who was traveling abroad, and his name happened to be 'Bone Chewing'. Listen, it's a coincidence, no, what a coincidence!

I have already told the whole story to the adults of the noble council, but I don't know how the gentlemen of the council will think about such a thing. "

Hey, it's hard, the old man with the face of "I have no melons in the rain" just now has a hard fist!
On the contrary, Kyle only felt that his whole body was transparent, an indescribable joy, which gave him a sense of comfort to counterattack freely.

"Hmph, rely on the blood of Lord Lionheart and make trouble..." He didn't speak, and walked towards the front hall leaning on crutches.

Then he saw the magical threads in the front hall, hesitated for a moment, and took a step forward.

Suddenly, one of the magic threads snapped and flew out with a swipe, splitting the oak front desk in two.

Baron Bernard broke out in a cold sweat, snorted twice, and shouted to the stalker in the front hall: "Useless things disturb my interest in broad daylight."

Then he turned his head and walked towards the small door in the backyard, perhaps because he was in a hurry, the sound of the crutch hitting the ground became louder.

Several players looked like they were eating melons, and Lan Xiaoyu even frantically patted them with the system camera.

Materials, these are all materials!

Nan Ke was holding a small bench in his hand, neither standing nor sitting, like Tie Hanhan who was at a loss when he was having a party and didn't know what to do.

Sister Astarte, whose mouth was full of blood and whose blood bar was about to be emptied with blood loss, grinned.

It's really annoying that little brother Kyle is so angry.

But I like it.

Thinking of this, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Since Kyle gave him face like this, he has to pay back the favor?

So he opened his mouth and said, "Lord Kyle..."

(End of this chapter)