The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

"You actually told me that the succubus won't hurt you? Are you kidding me?"

Layton's eyes widened, and there was a faint flash of thunder in his hands.

The surrounding guests also noticed the abnormality. After all, the thunder element in the air has affected the entire tavern. The magic lamp in the tavern was disturbed by the torrent of elements, flickering on and off, making a harsh crackling sound.

"That's right, Your Highness, Naina will never hurt me, let alone forcibly absorb my energy."

Oroback hugged the weak and helpless succubus tightly, and said to Layton: "Your Highness, do you want me to take off my pants to prove it to you? We have conquered the abyss plane earlier, and we know the virtues of normal succubus." , they will definitely not be able to withstand the temptation of energy!"

"You actually want to take off your pants in public?!"

Layton pointed at Orobak, his fingers were trembling, he almost couldn't recognize this former Violet family genius.

"Where do you still have the elegance and bearing of a mage!" His voice gradually became louder, and the thunder element on his body became active to the extreme, even turning into a golden electric current and flickering in his pair of azure blue eyes.

"Two mages, fighting is prohibited in Winter City, especially in the inner city. If you want to fight, you can go to the arena in Winter City. Not only can you have a good fight, but there will also be a professional team to restrain the corpse of one of you , and even hold a funeral for you based on your remaining property.”

The bar owner spoke. He was a middle-aged man with a bald head. The moment he raised his head, a bright white light flashed in the bar.

The surrounding guests were all dazzled by the shining light.

Among them, of course, are the tense Layton and Orobach.

Orobach's strength is actually similar to that of Layton, so he is not particularly afraid of Layton.

In the past, he was indeed respectful to this prince, but after staying in Winter City for a long time, he found that all princes and princesses are actually like that.

Just look at the King of Winter. The emperor of the Northern Continent is like a dog, and he can establish whoever he wants to be the emperor.

The Southern Continent mage is indeed powerful, overwhelming the knights, but this strength is based on the magic net. Without the magic net, the mage's casting speed will be directly reduced by 60%. When he first came to the Northern Continent All kinds of discomfort, this feeling is as if you used to poop very freely, but after arriving in the Northern Continent, not only is someone watching when you poop, but he also pinches your butt to prevent you from pooping!

Moreover, Oroback also discovered that the mages of the Northern Continent have a strong comprehensive quality, and their control over magic is much better than the mages of the Southern Continent, because they have been in a spellcasting situation for a long time and need to do their best to grab spell runes from the rules. In terms of status, you have to cook and eat by yourself, unlike the mages in the Southern Continent, where the runes come when you open your mouth under the influence of the magic net, which is equivalent to feeding rice to your mouth.

Unknowingly, the mages in the southern continent have been spoiled by the magic net.

But Orobach cannot deny the benefits brought by the magic net. The faster casting speed allows mages to play a greater role in battle. Under the cover of the magic net, mages have a better understanding of magic and analysis of spell models. Efficiency, which further promotes the progress and development of magic.

The magic net is a double-edged sword. It provides a high-speed channel for the development of the master, but it also makes the mage overly dependent.

Sometimes Orobach thinks that mages from the Southern Continent should travel to the Northern Continent for two years after graduation, to get used to the thin density of magic elements in the Northern Continent, to feel those magic runes that ignore you, and then Going back, he can guarantee that he can definitely beat a mage who has never traveled in the same realm.

"What are you pointing fingers at me?!"

Layton turned his head and looked at the tavern owner coldly.

He was already in a bad mood, but now he was even more furious. With his palm facing the boss, five hexagrams that overlapped and were gradually intertwined and outlined instantly lit up. The real power is comparable to the four-ring lightning strike, but the casting speed is twice as fast, and the magic power consumption is almost the same. The only disadvantage is that the user needs to have enough mental power and magic power control to build five spell models at the same time.

Layton didn't want to kill anyone, he pursed his lips, two of the five spell models were broken and only three remained.

Accompanied by a thunderclap, the three hexagrams overlapped and turned into a golden thunder snake, rushing towards the tavern owner.

The bald and fat boss seemed to be stupefied, and that's how most ordinary people reacted to the magic of the mage.

Just when this idea came into being, Layton saw the boss take out a shield shining with holy light from under the counter to block the trembling lightning, and then a ghostly figure appeared in front of him.

Layton's pupils shrank, and he thought something was wrong. He was about to use the teleportation technique to leave, but he found that the magic runes usually didn't listen to the transfer at all. Those magic runes in the North Continent that were as cute as lambs under the suppression of the magic net have now become Become a proud fox.

One-ring spells like Tremor Lightning are fine, after all, a spell model only needs three lightning runes.

The three-ring teleportation technique has a total of 27 arcane runes. Opposites attract and same-sex repel. These arcane runes immediately quit.

The teleportation couldn't be cast instantly, but the bald boss almost teleported.

Then the sandbag raised its big fist.

"Oh!"

Layton only felt a pain in his nose, and it was as if ten thousand buzzing flies were stuffed into his ears. There was darkness in front of his eyes, and he seemed to vaguely see his dead teacher waving to him surrounded by a golden light.

Consciousness is buried in the deepest part of the brain.

The little prince of the holy land of mages in the Southern Continent fell straight on the ground and fell into a coma.

"With this little strength, you still come to the tavern to smash the scene? Didn't you know that this tavern was opened by the Bright Paladin? Little Bocai!"

The Bright Knight wiped the nosebleed on the back of his hand with a rag, then put the shield back on his back.

"Everyone continue to drink, I will treat you tonight!"

The whole tavern erupted instantly.

"Wow!!"

"Boss atmosphere!"

"I wish the boss a prosperous business!"

"Boss, would you like a Gwent card with a tight and swollen chicken?"

"No." The Light Paladin and tavern owner waved his hand, and said with a silly smile: "I have to deal with this person, you guys take your time, drink whatever you want except the special wine, but don't sleep outside my tavern when you're drunk !"

"Don't worry boss! Even if we climb today, we will climb home~"

Layton was dragged away by the tavern owner, and Orobak pouted and sat back in his seat with the succubus in his arms.

"I just wanted to remind you that the owner of this tavern is a sky knight, and he still plays Holy Light, but... tsk tsk, sure enough, as the saying goes, the heart of playing Holy Light is dirty~"

He sighed and smiled, raised his glass and drank the mellow ale in one gulp.