Rebirth-First Class Magician

Lyle was a little nervous, because Asa took out the dark red velvet cloth again——

He had witnessed what happened to the big man just now. He was wearing this thing and hit the ground. Now that Asa took out the cloth and planned to use it on him, how can you make him not nervous?

Lyle took half a step back and said hesitantly, "My lord, isn't it a little magic? Why did you take out this thing?"

Asa raised his eyebrows with the flannel, smiled and said to him, "You will know later." After finishing speaking, he hooked his fingers at him, "Come here."

After hesitating for a while, Lyle moved towards the other party suspiciously, "Are you really not going to do anything dangerous to me?"

Asa didn't answer him, with a "wow", the thick dark red velvet cloth was shaken off, covering the person standing in front of him airtight.

The audience didn't speak, and Lyle was the only one in the store yelling, "Oh my God, I can't see, where are you, my lord?"

Lyle was really nervous, even though he knew Asa wouldn't let him have anything, he was still nervous.It was so dark that he couldn't see anything, and what was even more frightening was that the people around him didn't speak, and he didn't know what Asa would do to him.

He couldn't help but think of the days when he was imprisoned in the black prison of the castle by his cousin, the days when only he was with him...

Lyle swallowed nervously, shook his head and waved away that memory, and when he was about to urge Asa to hurry up, a big hand pressed his head and guided him to change direction.

Lyle turned around and stood still, squeezed his fingers and forced himself not to ask the other party. Just when his hands began to sweat, Asa spoke...

Seaman leaned against the bar and said slowly without turning his head, "Your Highness, I heard that you are the most serious of the seven monarchs."

Gal dangled his calf, looked at Asa innocently, and didn't look back when he spoke, "Well, what do you want to ask?"

Seaman tapped the bar with his fingers leisurely, "I don't want to ask anything, I'm just curious why His Highness's tear ducts are so developed."

"That's not tears." Gal hooked the corners of his lips, "Tears are secreted from the lacrimal gland, and I added them artificially. In fact..." Gal glanced at Seaman sideways, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I only shed tears when I fell to heaven."

Seaman was taken aback when he heard that, of course he knew that Gal would not shed tears. In fact, he didn't think that the other party had tear ducts at all, but now the other party admitted that he had shed tears...

"For what?" Seaman asked hesitantly, but he regretted asking. The other party would never respond to such a secret matter.

Gal didn't directly answer Seaman's question, and after a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth, "If you and Lyle can't see each other forever, how will you feel?"

Seaman gave the answer without thinking, and his elegant voice was cold, "No, I won't let him go—" Seaman said halfway, and suddenly turned his head to look at Gal, "You mean—— "

"You should have guessed his identity." Gall said to himself, "I once thought that I would never see him again."

Ximan nodded in a daze. If the fate track of that person hadn't shifted, the two of them would never see each other for the rest of their lives.

"No, it's still possible to see it." Gal curled his lips into a wry smile, "Maybe we can see it during the fight."

"..."

Seaman nodded thoughtfully, turned his head and continued to watch the magic in the middle of the crowd, at this moment his cousin had been brought in front of the knight armor——

Asa flexed his fingers and flicked the smooth armor surface. The cameraman took two steps forward and took a close-up of the armor.

"Which one of you would like to check this?" Asa glanced at the group of people who raised their hands, and pointed to a lady casually, "Beautiful lady, would you like to?"

The woman who was named was obviously very excited. She squeezed forward and walked to the silver armor. "What do I need to do?"

Asa didn't speak, but took a step forward, raised his hand to take off the helmet, "You just need to see if there is anything inside, or you can remove a certain part if you want to." Asa said slowly.

The brown-haired woman glanced into the armor on tiptoe, raised her hand and knocked on the breastplate, "Oh, I can assure you, there is nothing inside, it's just an ordinary medieval armor." After carefully inspecting for a while, , the woman's face is full of affirmative assurance.

Asa looked at her with a smile, "Then, thank you ma'am." Bowing to the other party, Asa put the helmet back on the armor, and looked at the red cloth with pursed lips, "Little red hair, are you ready?" Yet?"

Lyle nodded in the flannel, "It must be ready, but why do you call me Little Red, I have a name—ah!"

But Asa didn't wait for Lyle to finish complaining, and stood behind him with his chin up, stretched out his hand and pushed forward violently!

The person covered by the red cloth threw himself at the tall armor. Asa obviously exerted so much force that Lyle couldn't stop himself, so he slammed into the bright silver armor quickly when he was caught off guard.

The entire audience circle was boiling. Unlike the reaction outside the performance, they were no longer worried about the safety of the participants, they were more concerned about how the magic would progress.

"what!!!"

Lyle's distorted cry resounded in the store, and when everyone held their breaths, the red cloth and the people inside collided with the bright silver armor——

No sound, even after putting such a big thing on, there was still no sound, no sound of violent impact, no sound of armor shaking and falling to the ground, even Lyle's terrified cry disappeared in an instant!

The dark red velvet cloth fell to the ground with a bang, and it was actually empty inside!

"Oh God, it disappeared again!" An audience standing in the front row had a very flat tone, with the expression I had expected, "Ah, let me find out where that person is, is it in the back?"

Reminded by his words, the audience all around turned their heads in unison, looking for the disappeared person in the crowd.

"Oh God, there he is! Inside that armor!" A girl in her 20s covered her mouth and pointed with one hand inside the bright silver armor. "My God, how did he get in there?"

The eyes of the helmet are made of masks with vertical strips, and there are a pair of shining eyes in the vertical hollows!

"Oh no, it's too stuffy here, let me go out." Lyle waved his arm, lifting the heavy iron armor, "Oh no, he's too heavy, Asa, I want to come out!"

But obviously, no one paid attention to him, and everyone was shocked by this scene.

The photographer set up the camera and took two steps forward, and took a close-up of the eyes in the small window. Lyle, who had been yelling non-stop, was startled, and smiled at the camera in a hurry, and raised his arms upwards with difficulty. , It seems that they want to play scissors.

The woman who checked the inside of the armor just now was also full of disbelief, "I just checked the outer shell of the armor, how did he get in with such a thick material?"

Lyle's eyes were blocked by the helmet, and he yelled dissatisfiedly after hearing the other party's words, "What do you mean getting in? Do you think I'm a mouse?"

Asa frowned, and said softly, "You're too noisy." After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers, and Lyle's quiet yelling disappeared instantly, as if he was completely isolated in the narrow armor.

Asa put his slender finger bones on his lips, and made a silent gesture to the crowd. The noisy discussion in the store stopped, and the audience stared at Asa with great interest.

Asa picked up a pointed sword from the side of the armor, apparently paired with that armor.

Asa held the long sword in one hand, Mosuo gently moved the blade in his right hand, his fingers changed the angle inadvertently, and the blood gushed out of his skin instantly, "He is really sharp, does anyone want to try it?" Asa didn't care He stuck out his tongue and licked his bleeding fingers, staring at the crowd with his eyes fixed on him and slowly asking questions.

Obviously, no one wants to.

The audience in the front row stepped back in unison, shaking their heads like rattles.

Asa obviously didn't intend to continue asking, but turned his head and stuffed the handle of the long sword into Lyle's hand, "Is no one willing? Then I can only find someone else to test his sharpness." Lips curled into a smile Laughing, Asa looked directly at Lyall in the small window, and said softly, "Is the armor thicker, or the long sword sharper?"

Asa just finished speaking, the entire armor on the shelf shook, and the amplitude was no less than a magnitude [-] earthquake.

But no, the armor was firmly nailed to the base, no matter how much he struggled, the armor still did not leave its place, and there was no symptom of toppling over.

"What? How do you test this?" A man standing on tiptoe asked back, "The long sword is doomed, and the armor looks extremely thick. I guess it is made of steel plates."

Asa raised his chin and glanced at the man who was speaking, and smiled with his lips curled up, and said mysteriously, "Sir, did you lose the bet with the long sword?"

"of course."

Asa didn't say anything in the interface. After putting the long sword into the opponent's hand, he took a step back, "Then you have to watch it, sir."

The cameraman stood beside Asa, turned his head and gave the guesser a shot, then aimed the camera at the armor and the long sword in his hand——

The man in the armor was still struggling, but his right hand was slowly raised against his own, and the sharp tip of the long sword was aimed directly at the heart on the left side of the armor's chest.

At this time, everyone could see from the constantly struggling and shaking armor that the people inside obviously didn't want to do any experiments.

This knife and this right hand that is ready to strike are not controlled by the people inside! ! !