My Magic Age

Harsh words came from behind me. I looked back and found that it was the noble magic apprentices who had just broken into the restaurant. They all looked very ugly.

Several magic apprentices in apprentice robes stood in the corridor of the restaurant, looking at me with contempt.

The person standing behind continued to say in a mocking tone: "Look at his collar, it has faded from washing, and the fabric at the elbows is about to be worn out. Such old clothes have the courage to wear them. I really don't understand that a magician of the empire can live such a miserable life. It's really embarrassing for us magicians!"

I didn't think there was anything wrong with my clothes. This set of dedication magic suit is divided into two parts: a top and trousers. Although the white and gray vertical stripes are a little faded, there is no damage at all, and there are absolutely no patches. However, for people who live a high-quality life in the imperial capital, this set of clothes may be a bit shabby.

This magic suit was bought when I was in the first year of War Magic Academy before going to Xinliu Valley. I remember that I chose it with Ying Li at the time. The owner of the Angel Boulder Magic Shop gave me a discount.

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye. Now I am much taller. Now when I wear it, the sleeves and trouser legs are obviously a little short, but I still haven't considered changing to a new one.

Because I never felt that my dedication magic suit needed to be replaced. It still looks very good, although it looks a little shabby. In my opinion, this magic coat is both strong and durable, and this magic coat itself can slightly increase my casting speed. I have become accustomed to drawing magic scrolls in this magic suit. I have my own casting rhythm.

I don't understand the aesthetics of the nobles in the imperial capital. Maybe they are used to that kind of luxurious life.

I frowned, but I didn't speak. There is nothing to argue about this matter. I don't want to pay attention to them.

I think in the eyes of these noble boys, it may be a bit rude for a magician to dress like this.

I was about to walk out of the restaurant with Ying Li. Becky and the carriage were waiting for us outside. I pulled Ying Li's hand, but found that it was very cold. I gently shook her hand. I wanted to keep things quiet at this time. I didn't want to cause a stir because of a fight with someone in a restaurant when I first arrived in the capital.

Ying Li glanced at me, her ruddy face was as cold as if a layer of frost had condensed on it, but she seemed to understand my thoughts in my eyes. Ying Li turned back to look at the magic apprentice standing in the crowd, squinting her eyes and said to him: "Student Quentin, can I understand your words as you look down on the relatives of the Angelbold family?"

"I am just describing objective facts. Doesn't the royal family have poor relatives?" The young noble magic apprentice took care of his hair meticulously, as if he had applied a layer of essential oil, so that the soft hair was flat on the scalp. His face seemed to have been covered with a layer of white powder, his eyebrows were trimmed very delicately, his hooked nose, the nose wings seemed a little thin, and his lips had a light layer of lip gloss, which looked a little bit charming.

He grinned with scarlet lips and smiled faintly, like a vampire noble, with a very reluctant smile on his gloomy face, and continued to sneer in that weird tone: "Haha, if it is an ordinary noble, this is a very common thing. I am just a little curious about this magician. As a magician, he can still mess himself up so badly. Isn't it funny to talk about it?"

"Haha!" The noble children standing around him seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and they laughed so hard that they fell backwards.

There was even a young man who looked like a warrior apprentice in the crowd who said: "Quentin, don't you magic apprentices still receive allowances on time every month?"

"Of course, this is the welfare that Charles the Great promised to give to magicians, and we are proud of it!" Quentin answered without hesitation, and his eyes were fixed on Ying Li while he spoke.

Judging from the communication between Ying Li and him, he should know Ying Li's identity, but it seems that he is not afraid of Ying Li. I think at least he has a noble identity that is not much different from Ying Li. The noble young men around him also centered around him and echoed his words. The warrior apprentice pretended to be puzzled and continued: "How can there be a magician who is so poor that he can hardly afford clothes?"

To be honest, I really hate this group of boring young people.

"Who knows, maybe he used the little bit of stickiness to please women!" Another sentence came out from the back of the crowd.

I was glad that at this moment, Becky, who had the hottest temper, was in the carriage outside. Although Helena also wanted to go up and argue with these young nobles, I pulled her back.

"Don't pay attention to them, they are just making trouble. It's a waste of time to say one more word to them!" I said to Ying Li and Helena, and walked straight out.

Seeing that I wanted to settle the matter peacefully, the restaurant manager who stopped far away and watched from the other side also secretly wiped the cold sweat from his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ying Li didn't want these scumbags to ruin his good mood today, so he kept silent with a cold face, but followed me out as I said.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the young nobles who provoked the incident shouted again: "Wait a minute, Ying Li, are you really not going to attend the ball I carefully prepared for you?"

Ying Li and I didn't stop because of this. Ying Li didn't even bother to answer this question. It seemed that the young nobleman named Quentin didn't understand Ying Li's character. Ying Li was definitely the kind of person who was soft on the outside but strong on the inside. Although a girl usually shows her demureness and gentleness, she has her own bottom line. Obviously, this young man named Quentin makes Ying Li very unhappy.

At this time, Ying Li didn't even bother to answer his questions.

Ying Li paused and glanced at Helena. Helena understood, so she turned to Quentin and said rudely: "Do you want us to listen to you criticize the Angel Boulder family at your ball?" My poor relatives? I will tell the truth to my brothers if I have the chance."

The noble youths seemed to be completely quiet for a moment, as if everyone was suddenly suffocated.

Obviously, Helena's last threatening words made the noble youths collectively silence. I couldn't help but secretly wonder what kind of powerful beings Ying Li's brothers were, which made people's faces change. , these princes of the Green Empire must not be too easy to get along with.

At the same time, I don’t quite understand the contract signed by Ying Li and Helena from the bottom of my heart. What Helena said at certain times represents what Ying Li is thinking, like now.

Some words are not suitable to be spoken by a royal princess, so the maid next to her is the best spokesperson.

There is some kind of soul contract between Ying Li, Helena, and Becky. To exaggerate, they are led by Ying Li and connected spiritually. Ying Li's words, deeds, and thoughts are all deeply connected. Affecting Becky and Helena.

But when the waiter opened the carved wooden door with a piece of transparent glass in the restaurant for us, Quentin, the magic apprentice, strode out from the crowd behind. When we were about to get on the carriage, he stopped me directly. In front of me, he looked me up and down with disdain and said to me: "Where are you from? Tell me your name!"

I was too lazy to pay attention to him and wanted to pass him by, but he stopped me with his hand.

"Magic Apprentice, are you planning to challenge me?" I looked into Quentin's eyes and asked him calmly.

His hand stopped on my chest. Under my sharp gaze, he involuntarily took a step back. When he saw the first-level magician badge shining brightly on my chest, his face suddenly turned red. The words he was about to say were stuck in his throat, and he didn't dare to say them out.

Yes, the gap between a magician and a magic apprentice is so huge that he saw the badge on my chest clearly and did not dare to say the provocative words he had prepared.

I stretched out a finger and pointed on his forehead, and in an admonishing tone, I said to this young nobleman who rushed forward rashly but did not have the courage to challenge me: "If you don't want to challenge me, don't test my patience. Please get out of the way, magic apprentice!"

Pushing his hand away, he took a weak step back.

Quentin's friends ran out of the restaurant behind him and happened to see me push him away. The crowd exploded and the group immediately surrounded me.

"Quentin, what do you want to do?" Becky jumped out of the carriage and stopped directly in front of Quentin to question him.

Realizing that something had changed, the retinues of these young nobles in the restaurant also ran out one after another. They had a completely different and powerful aura on their bodies. The murderous aura and condensed fighting spirit brought back from the battlefield appeared in my eyes. Behind my back, I'm threatening, don't let me act rashly.

On the Star Lake Grassland, on the road of death at the mountain pass in the north of the Pai Plateau, in the northern wilderness of the orc tribe, my orc brother Kuz and I experienced many things. I learned a lot there, and it was also in that When we fight, we have lost the fear of death. So under the pressure of those people, I reached out my hand as fast as lightning and grabbed Quentin's collar.

Although he seemed to be about the same age and height as me, this guy was very thin. I grabbed his collar and easily pulled him down in front of me. His face suddenly turned pale with fear.

"What, do you want to fight?" I asked him calmly, my face almost touching his, scaring him so much that he tried his best to hide away.

"I swear, you will die ugly today. Why are you still standing there? Come up and beat him!" Quentin shouted to his friends around him in a stern voice.

The first to take action were the accompanying guards, whose duty was to protect the safety of their employers.

I didn't wait for them to rush up, and hit Quentin hard on the stomach with a heavy punch. Suddenly his waist bent into a shrimp shape, and the pain actually made him scream like a girl, and suddenly he burst into tears and runny nose. All of them came out and instantly ruined the vampire-like appearance on his face.

But at this moment, a strong gust of wind rushed behind me. I did not deliberately avoid the followers who rushed up from behind, but dragged Quentin and ran towards the carriage regardless.

Becky next to me snorted coldly, and punched me at my side. What she learned in the Warrior Academy was close combat. The wind of the fist exploded violently, and the fist she waved had already brought a trace of... Fist wind, heard a crisp impact sound, like the compressed air suddenly exploded.

Becky groaned, the suppressed pain sound made me secretly startled. It was just one round, and Becky, who was good at close combat, suffered a loss. It seemed that those followers had some real skills. No wonder Quentin and his friends were so excited in the restaurant.

At this time, the minotaur Luka sitting on the luggage rack behind the carriage heard the sound of fighting. The minotaur, who was usually slow, would only burst like an erupting volcano when fighting. He stuck his head out and stared with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes. When he saw the people rushing behind me, his eyes turned red instantly.

Luka shouted and jumped off the carriage with a double-edged axe, like an orc war god descending from the sky, blocking me behind him.

"Ying Li, Helena, get out of the way!" I turned back and said to Ying Li.

In fact, Helena had pulled Ying Li away at the first moment, and these followers and young nobles did not dare to cause trouble for Ying Li. They rushed towards me directly, as if they believed that I was the soft persimmon.

Without any hesitation, four stone drum totems appeared around me at once, and the skin of both Luka and I appeared with granite-like textures in an instant. Then the minotaur Luka did not hesitate to sweep the huge double-edged axe in his hand to create a red streak.

‘Chop’

Luka always fought with all his strength and had no sense of measure.

In his mind, as long as the person standing on the opposite side of him could be killed with one axe, he would never waste the second one. This was the fighting concept he learned in the arena. The minotaur did not care what the young nobles on the opposite side had. Since they rushed up to kill me, they were mortal enemies to him.

“Be careful!” In the crowd behind him, a follower holding a large shield shouted, carrying the large shield to knock away the companions blocking his body, and rushed to the front.

There was only a dull "clang" sound. The Minotaur's axe hit the huge shield. The huge force plus the weight of the heavy axe actually directly knocked the shield warrior's followers, who had not yet stood firm, back again and again, knocking away several people behind him.

Although the shield warrior saved those young nobles who rushed up recklessly, his shield did not completely block the red fighting spirit. The young noble warrior on the left side of the shield warrior had no time to dodge. He had no combat experience, and the fighting spirit from the Minotaur's axe cut a very obvious hole in his gorgeous leather armor, and blood spurted out.