The Legend of Fatality

In a short period of time after that, the room was completely quiet. Urtas had to forcibly contain his urge to draw a sword. He held his breath and waited for the next step of the matter. Kabuki still kept the smile that made him more friendly towards the body of the red-haired man.

The others in the tavern kept looking at the two of them, and no one had a trace of movement. Suddenly a laughter suddenly appeared in the tavern, and the laughter burst into a burst of laughter. As the man laughed, everyone shouted loudly and laughed loudly.

No one cared about the body of the red-haired man who fell on the ground. People started talking again, and no longer focused on Urtas and Kabuki. Urtas frowned at the pub guests who ignored the corpses and blood on the ground, and then began to look for the person who initially laughed.

The pub owner greeted the buddies to carry the corpse with him, and let the bartender move a bit to let them pass. As he passed the two, he smiled respectfully at Cappuccino.

"Come with me, two 'adults.'" A man in a black robe suddenly appeared not far from the stairs, and the sound passed through the noisy crowd and reached their ears.

"Is there a free room?" The black robe asked the pub owner with a certain tone in the tone.

"One, upstairs, at the end of the corridor. On the right, the door has a latch." The pub owner replied in a respectful tone.

"I have two friends outside." Before catching up with the black robe, Ultas told the tavern owner. "You'd better not go out of the main entrance with your buddy."

Finally, Urtas and Kabuki squeezed through the small space and walked towards the stairs, chasing the black robe who had gone upstairs.

When Ultas and Kabuki entered the room, the black robe was already waiting behind the table in the room. The low ceiling in the room is uncomfortable. The wall against which the single bed rests is covered with traces of spittle that has been around for several years.

Opposite them is a three-legged table and two short stools, one of them is already in black robe. An oil lamp on the table lightly lighted the room. Apart from that, there was nothing in this windowless room, giving a bare feeling, but it smelled offensive.

Urtas looked at Cappucci, he was expressionless. He looked back at the black robe again. At this time, the black robe had pulled down the hood, revealing his young, cold face, but this face did not look cunning. However, Urtas would not use his life to gamble on a person's face to prove anything. He stepped forward, pulled away the chair, and sat across from the black robe.

"I can't believe what you just did below." The young man in black robe said first.

"The important thing is the result, young man." Cappucci stood aside, staring at his eyes. "If I let that person do what he wanted to do, my life would be in a very dangerous position. For something meaningless."

"But those people want to ..." The black robe tried to explain.

"Do you care about their thoughts?" Urtas asked seriously, interrupting the words of the black robe.

Is too tender. Urtas and Kabuki exchanged a look. Both of them understood that the black robe in front of him must have been very superior and closed, so that he had never been in contact with the real world. Everything before was obviously his elaborate arrangement, but he was disturbed by Cappucci.

"No ... but ..." The young man in black robe suddenly felt a fever on his cheek.

"Child," Kabuki said in his own unique voice, testing the other party's bottom line to see if he would accept what he called him. "I swear to use my life to accomplish what I should do, and I will do whatever is necessary to protect myself from completing it."

After discovering that the young man in black robe was a bit against calling him a child, but did not refute it, Cappucci looked at him meaningfully and added one eyebrow.

"anything."

The young man in black robe was frustrated. He tried to say something to express his anger, while ensuring that it did not sound like he was annoyed by the two in front of him. He almost finished his plan just now. As long as the red-haired man speaks a little more, he will cross the line to help the two and show their strength and strength.

Unable to release the accumulated magic power makes him uncomfortable, he can still feel the magic power beating with the pulse, eager to release. And his reason told him that he had completely lost the initiative of this meeting. He had to show some strength to ensure that the two in front of him had enough respect for himself.

"So, why are you looking for us here?" Urtas saw that the atmosphere was starting to become awkward, and broke the silence.

The black robe looked at the two of them, and placed a long sword beside them on a three-legged wooden pile. Urtas frowned. He didn't understand what the other party wanted to do. In this room, it was very unwise to fight two swordsmen.

Cabbage recognized the badge on the sword, and his face became ugly. He saw a man with such a long sword with a badge in the home of the real master of Realmas, who had dark gray eyes and an uneasy look.

"Master Master, please forgive our rudeness." Kabuki leaned over to salute, and gave Urtas a very dangerous look at him.

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"Oh? Can you recognize the badge of the academy?" The black robe said lightly this time. "Also, as port officials, you will inevitably see all kinds of people."

"Sir, you come to us ..." Urtas also changed his tone and asked respectfully.

The black robe felt funny, but it was the identity of the mage that caused the two people on the opposite side to change their attitudes and positions in the conversation. He began to think about how to tell what he wanted to express ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ My name is Garcia-Galles, the two talents are real adults. "Galleston paused." You should not know me, nor will you know my family. "

"We will never ..." Kabuki thought that the other party feared that he would threaten his family, and his heart began to cool down, and began to consider the probability that if both hands would survive now.

"In the beginning," Galles waved his hand to stop Capucci's words, and the voice seemed far away. "Magic is like you seeing a mist of cold air in the northern sky at night. You can only watch it, but you can't feel it. Inside, it's dark, beyond people's understanding of darkness."

The other two people in the room were fooled by the mage's illogical language. They didn't even know what the mage was going to say.

"Ultimately, when you get magic, or you can use magic. Where ... who is there someone or something ... with you."

He looked at them, and his skin became as pale as gray. The two opposites shivered involuntarily. Galles's lower lip began to tremble, and his tearful eyes reflected the swaying fire, but he didn't look at the oil lamp on the table.

He turned his head, confused, as if he had forgotten where he was. The pain in his eyes panicked the other two. His words left the other two at a loss. Galles covered his mouth with his hands, and tears rolled down his cheeks. He closed his eyes and groaned in pain.

Hurtas and Kabuki ’s hair on the arms stood tall because of the horror sound made by the mage.

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