Water and Fire Twins Magician

"King, you idiot, he must be a fool to take out his jewels when he meets us." One of the robbers was still relatively sober.

"Maybe he's an actor. All the props he's wearing are fake." said another.

"Hahahaha...you're right! Hey! Fatty over there! Show us how to jump through a ring of fire! Even a big rock breaking your chest will do! If we're in a good mood, maybe we can spare your life!"

Gandalf was laughing so hard in Jacques's head that he was about to have cramps. If he had a body, he would be rolling on the ground now. Jacques was no less laughing, biting his lower lip and clenching his fists to hold back his laughter.

Paul's current appearance is indeed extremely exaggerated, but this is not his problem. In the words of our world, this is just his work clothes. If he appeared in this image in the diocese under his jurisdiction, a large number of believers would definitely come to greet him with kneeling and kowtow.

Now these robbers were speaking rudely, treating him as a fool and a clown. Paul was so angry that his face turned red, and it seemed that smoke was coming out of his bald head. He finally suppressed his anger, cleared his throat, and said, "Have you never even heard of the Church of Light? Where is the cardinal?"

"Hey, I understand. Are you implying that you are the cardinal of the Church of Light?" said one of the robbers.

Paul's expression immediately eased a little, and he pretended to be holy and solemn, and nodded mysteriously.

Who knew that the opponent continued to output powerfully: "Red head ghost, you are more like a red sausage! You fat pig is a cardinal, then I am the God of Light! Kneel down quickly!"

"The Church of Light is nothing! I'm not afraid to tell you that I was the one who demolished the church in my village. I used three whirlwinds to raze it to the ground! Damn the Church of Light! We are the Bella Crime Group and our goal is to conquer the world!"

Everyone present, whether it was Jacques, Paul, or the other victims who were still frightened, were stunned by this sentence.

“Are these people serious?”

What was even more difficult was that the phrase "Conquer the World" seemed to be a slogan. When this phrase was shouted, all the bandits stopped what they were doing, ran together to form three rows, and then stretched their limbs to make various self-righteous or arrogant movements. The scene was extremely weird.

The robbers, including the bald leader, blushed. One of the robbers whispered in the bald leader's ear:

"Brother... I can't stand it anymore. It's too damn embarrassing. Can you please not do it next time?"

"...Of course not! The great leader is very powerful, don't even think about deceiving him! Have you forgotten? Last time, due to time constraints, we only performed the first half of the action. What kind of punishment did we receive after returning?" The bald leader sighed and said, "This is the signature action of our group. It can reflect our external image, but it is also harmful to the physical and mental health of the enemy. We must pay attention to it."

"..." The other people present were once again in a complex state of wanting to laugh but not daring to.

The only one who remained sane was Paul.

"You said that you used whirlwind magic to destroy the church? Whirlwind magic is a fourth-level wind magic. How can a reckless man like you use it?" He sounded extremely doubtful.

"You fat guy really know what you are doing. Why, are you scared after seeing our mighty and majestic image? Do you want to kneel down and beg for mercy?" said the bald leader complacently.

Paul made an apologetic smile and said, "What do you want in exchange for giving way? Can we pay some toll?"

"Of course we can discuss the toll, but it depends on your sincerity! Give it to me, give it all! Don't keep it to yourself!"

Paul then waved his hand and a bright light flew into the palm of the bald leader.

The bald leader opened it and saw that it was a copper coin that could not be more ordinary.

"You fucking fat man, are you trying to make fun of me?" The bald leader was instantly furious, but he did not forget to put the copper coins into his waist, and then took out a magic scroll made of parchment from his back. He opened the scroll majestically, and then stammered the long spell on the paper.

His men immediately and skillfully surrounded him, forming an incomprehensible formation and displaying their weapons to protect him.

It took him nearly a minute to finish. The magic scroll flashed a bright light, and the magic elements floating between heaven and earth gathered together like a whirlwind. Then the bald leader waved his hand, and a blast of wind appeared out of thin air, shooting straight towards Paul's carriage.