Norman's head was directly hit ninety degrees, and his entire mind seemed to be stunned by this blow...
He turned his head in a daze, and looked at Duiler, as if his eyes were full of confusion, bewilderment, and unbelief...
In any case, he didn't believe that Duile would come up without warning and slapped himself in the face.
But no matter how incredible his heart is, the redness and swelling on his face quickly bulged, and a big slap print was clearly visible.
"You, you are... ahem...puff!"
He looked at Duyle dumbfounded. For a while, he didn't even think of counterattack. He just subconsciously wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, his mouth and cheeks were ripped apart. Only then did the severe pain come on, and I couldn't help but cough, and spit out a big mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, and in the blood, there were three teeth...
But at this time, I only saw that Duile was looking at himself with a complicated look, and then he sighed slightly...
then……
In Norman's eyes that finally reacted, becoming horrified, he slapped once again, which was a round and fan!
"Duil, you fucking..."
With a loud shout of fright and anger, he was about to roar from Norman's mouth, and at the same time finally remembered that he would use spells to resist...
But at this moment, where can there be time to stop this sword master?
As a frail mage, being approached to this point by a sword saint himself is going to be singly abused...
Then another loud slap in the face sounded.
Norman was completely sunk by the force, and he was thrown a few meters away, staggering, and falling all the way to the same stunned magicians behind him, before he stopped.
"Duil, I, I will make you pay, you..."
At this time, Norman's angry roar had already become very unclear.
But in the vague voice, there was a thunderous rage, but everyone could hear it. If he thinks about his identity again, no one will doubt it. This high-ranking magician already looks at Norman. What kind of cruel methods will you use to become a mortal enemy...
But now...
Duil seemed to turn a deaf ear to these words.
That is really not caring, as if not hearing it.
Just seeing Norman who was struggling with an unspeakable color, he sighed and said: "Go back and tell Your Excellency Raymond, I have done my best for his explanation."
Raymond is one of the three most important members of the Twilight Council.
The position in the Twilight Council is comparable to that of the two titled wizards, Rom and Roy.
At the same time, he is also Norman's teacher.
It was him who asked Duile to take care of his disciple during this operation.
And this time...
Duyl felt that the best thing he could do was to slap Norman this genius.
At least……
It is better to be beaten by yourself than to be beaten up by this Marfa Merlin or the two titled wizards who will be coming soon...
Somehow he still has a sense of measure.
If you let the two furious titled wizards get started, you won't have to be reimbursed for half of their lives.
The issue is……
Norman didn't understand this.
To him, it was almost as if Duile was rebelling!
"Duil, how dare you do it to me! I'm going back and telling the teacher that I'm going to tell the two titled wizards that you recruited this black sheep, and I want you to have no foothold in the Twilight Council Land."
"Ugh……"
However, Norman only shook his head, worried that the genius great wizard would say something out of the ordinary.
So this time he used a little bit of grudge and slapped again.
At this time, he directly fanned Norman who was clamoring non-stop.
He hit a tree that was broken in the middle of the battle.
then……
I don’t know anything about personnel...
At this moment, the stunned wizards all looked at Norman with incredible eyes, and then hurriedly lifted Norman who had passed out...
But while they were busy, Norman turned to Lynch, with a shame on his face, and opened his mouth as if he didn't know what to say.
In the end, he said guiltily: "I made you laugh. This time it's just a small punishment and a big admonition. When the two titled wizards come over, they will naturally give you an explanation, until you are satisfied..."
"Don't bother, just go and explain to them, I still have things to do."
But Lynch just smiled, and didn't take this episode to heart.
Compared with this matter, it is more important to study the harvest just now.
The magic road is rugged and ups and downs. If everything has to be clear, then Lynch won’t have to do anything else...
Besides...
Even if he did nothing, I believe that after this Norman fell into the hands of the two titled wizards, the tragic end of the game is conceivable...
At this time, the war had just ended.
The cleaning of the entire battlefield is still ongoing, and this episode did not actually attract the attention of many people in the chaotic camp.
The whole camp was in full swing, with corpses and broken limbs everywhere.
The ground is already mixed with the red blood and the green griffon blood, corroding the ground with pits and pits, soaked, and it is soft when stepping on it, crackling, soft, and able to step on bleeding water Come……
By this time, Lynch was already busy outside and returned to his camp.
After declining to hear the news from the outside, Roy who came quickly and begged to see him.
He also refused the request to change the camp and let himself live in the center of the camp.
After finishing everything, I simply arranged a defensive magic circle in the camp, and then took out the magic core just harvested from my pocket...
At this time, it was already evening, and in the dim yellow candlelight that lit the candle, the diamond-like crystal-clear magic core was shining with seven colors.
It looks like a brilliant color.
Following Lynch, he raised his hand and grabbed it, opened his pocket, and saw a silver light whizzing out. The structured life was like a silver fish.
