man of god

Chapter 43-Augustus Flame

This strange scene couldn't keep Sha's eyes away from that boring newspaper. He hadn't seen such an interesting picture for a long time. Over there, a magician with eight followers and a samurai fought at the door. The fighting was in full swing, and others avoided it, but a man wearing a black satin cloak walked in as if he had nothing to do with him at all, not at all afraid that the fight that had nothing to do with him would affect him.

How could the innkeeper dare to answer at this moment, he was still holding his head and worrying about being affected, while thinking about who to blame for the loss in the store later, but the magician's servant knew that the magician was not allowed to be attacked by other people during the battle. As the person approached, several bodyguards rushed over to the man in the black cloak aggressively, and threw him out without saying a word.

It's a pity that before their fingers touched a strand of the man's hair, several bodyguards with tall horses turned into a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Such a terrible and strange thing happened to them under the nose.

The tiger summoner lost his composure for a moment, and the shaking of his mind also affected the summoned tiger under his hand. A tiger that was attacking the warrior turned its head and ran towards Sha, who was watching the show not far away, with a "owwow" , out of the instinct of self-defense, Sha swung his fist and beat the tiger into a cloud of dust.

What happened in the corner did not attract the attention of the tiger summoner. The magician just stared at the mysterious man wearing a black cloak in horror, when the hot desert wind blew in from outside the house. , the red hair that could be like flames was faintly flying in the cloak.

"Yes, I'm sorry! I'm sorry for disturbing you, please, please forgive me!" The tiger summoner, who was still proud one moment, kowtowed to the man in the black cloak to admit his mistake, and then turned his head and ran away as if fleeing for his life. , I don’t want any gold or carriages.

Several servants saw that their master had run away, and hurriedly followed him out.

As the magician left, the tigers also slowly disappeared. The panting warrior didn't seem to understand what had happened, but he, like everyone else in the room, saw how the proud magician knelt down on his knees. At the feet of a mysterious man.

Sha, who was sitting in the corner, raised his wine glass to continue drinking, but there was nothing in the glass, and he had already drank the wine. Just when he was about to stand up and go to his own bottle of wine, a figure was sitting opposite him. down.

Sha looked up, and the man in the black cloak sat opposite him. When he sat down, the man also tore off the hood on his head to resist the wind and sand. His flame-like red hair was unrestrained and wild, but The face under the hood was unexpectedly cold, and a pair of dark golden pupils were particularly conspicuous. This is a handsome man who can be remembered at a glance.

Sha glanced at the first floor of the hotel. The bustling place had long been deserted because of the fight between the magician and the warrior just now. Except for his table, other places were empty.

As for the injured samurai, it seems that he was brought to heal his injuries by his companions who rushed over. The innkeeper still looked trembling and out of his mind. Hotel to stay.

"Name." The red-haired man spoke in a condescending and questioning tone. Sha Ke never thought that one day he would encounter such a "courteous treatment".

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking someone's name?"

"Augustus." The red-haired man finished reciting his name expressionlessly, "Your name."

"Why should I tell you?" Just as Sha finished speaking, frost formed in his eyes, and he quickly jumped back. The table and chair he had just sat on had turned into a pile of ashes, and the strange The man actually raised his hand and threw a flame ball over.

All this happened too suddenly, not because he didn't notice it, but now Sha couldn't completely defuse this inexplicable attack. When he and the wall behind him fell to the ground with a bang, Sha rarely wanted to swear: - what's the matter mom?