Chapter 330: Abduction in progress

"Annie, this is Ragnaros-you can call him a small screw!"
The trumpet Ragnaros, made with the flames of Saffron, looks decent and quickly attracts Anne's attention.
Compared with Tibbs, who is foolish, he obviously wields a small hammer, and talks about the little screw with milk and milk gas. But Tibbs is left by her mother, and Anne wants to play with Tibbs again. Annie is very tangled.
Greg, who saw everything in his eyes, was completely dumbfounded.
Although Rod had tried his best to control the flame of this small screw, the floor where he walked was still burnt—and this was, in Greg's view, terrible enough.
A mage who can make a talking magical creation out of thin air without waving a spell between hands, this method can be said to be unheard of!
After a slight consternation, Gregory simply laid down all his guards.
At this time, Greg had already made it clear that his alert was meaningless-not to mention the current self, even when he was during the North Front Legion, when facing such a powerful mage, there was no chance of winning. !
Seeing Greg straighten his attitude, Rod nodded in satisfaction.
Wise choice.
"Annie, let's play with Little Screws and Tibbers-you see that Little Screws is trying to control himself, but it still scorches the floor, you better go out to play." Greg opened Annie wisely, " Remember to come back for dinner later!"
Hearing what Dad said, Annie happily carried Tibbs and left the chalet with a small screw. Anne's steps were brisk and the small screw left a string of burning marks on the floor.
Only Rhodes and Greg are left in the hall (well, there is Jana, who is accustomed to silence).
"Can you tell me your story?" Rod looked at Gregory, who was a little dejected, and waved a soundproof enchantment. "Or, can you tell me the story of Mother Anne?"
"Amorin...that's my wife, my lover-as you might guess, she is a powerful mage and good at flame magic."
"Predictably." Rod nodded. "And he's good at blood magic."
"That's not very clear." Greg shook his head. "I don't know much about magic-I don't even know why she left me and Anne."
"Because of the curse." Rod narrowed his eyes. "There are traces of the curse on your body and Tibbs. She used some magic to prevent the curse from deepening, at the cost of her own life. ."
"...She's a kind person, although she kills countless people in the North." Greg digressed on his own. "On the snow field in Freydrod, we encountered the minions of the watchmen. I Since then, his body has become weaker. If there is any curse, it may be at that time."
Rhod nodded without asking much.
"Later, the empire was going to fight against Ionia, and we chose to leave-it was a very happy time for us, until Anne was born with a serious illness, Anne was sick, I was sick, and Amorim was gone. , Leaving only Tibbers..."
"Amorin doesn't like to talk to me about magic. She said magic is powerful, but dangerous, and after leaving Noxus City, I really haven't been exposed to magic for a long time, even the firestone used to set fire. This life is very simple, but also very easy."
"I don't need to wear cold armor every day to sleep, and she doesn't need to suffer from insomnia all night due to over-casting. I sometimes think, if everything is so good..."
"Amorin left me anyway, and in order to take care of Annie, I and Lianna formed a new family, but when Anne grew up every day, I also noticed the uncontrollable power in her body..."
"She needs a teacher to guide." Rod interrupted Greg's confession. "The power of magic is not something you can understand. Blind suppression and ignorant temptation will only cause inestimable consequences."
"I understand what you mean." Greg raised his head, his face calm, "But Annie is my daughter, and I am responsible for her safety."
"It seems that you don't have this ability." Rhode's words were sharply seen. "If her magic is gone again... I'm afraid everything will be turned to ashes in flames."
"But IMHO, I can't trust you." Although Greg was already in the doldrums, but the tone was unwilling, "I can't confirm your identity, nor can I confirm what will happen if Annie follows you, I can't Annie gave it to a mage who had only seen one side, even if your power is far beyond my imagination."
"Understood." Rhodes didn't care about Greg's mistrust. "I'm indeed a bit rash, but... I believe that I'm the best choice for her mentor."
"why?"
"Because Orn won't accept her little apprentice."
"..."
Greg apparently didn't respond to Rod's intentions. It only took a long time to understand that Rod was in disguise that he was the best at flame magic besides Orne.
Although Greg didn't know much about magic, but he had been fighting at Freildord all year long, but he knew who Orne was.
This exaggerated description made Greg suspicious, but because he didn't know much about magic, it was difficult for Rhode to explain his state-after thinking for a long time, Rod took out a magic emblem.
"Do you know the pale lady of Noxus?"
"Mrs. Pale!?" Greg's eyes widened. "You are talking about black roses..."
"Yeah, it's her-the unlucky guy used to be my captive."
With that said, Rhode gave the magic emblem to Greg. On the unknown material, it was a blooming black rose.
This thing is not fake.
(The emblem was searched after capturing Lefrain.)
Unfortunately, Greg didn't know the goods.
Looking at Greg, still suspicious, Rod grinned a little helplessly.
Is it too low-key? Why is it so difficult to prove yourself very powerful at this time?
However, ~EbookFREE.me~ Just as Rod turned through his space backpack, Greg spoke unexpectedly.
"Master Orakir, I believe you."
"Wait...what?!"
"I believe in you and I believe you will be a good teacher."
Rod looked up in surprise-he didn't understand, how did this guy suddenly change his attitude?
"Actually, the truth is very simple." Greg sighed when looking at the incredulous face of Rod. "The truth is very simple. If you really have any other plans, I don't have any resistance-although here It is the Black Forest, but the big fist is still the last word."
"More importantly, as you said, Anne's magical talent can no longer be suppressed-compared to the wizards in several nearby settlements, I think you are more suitable for Anne's teacher."