Netheril Glory Chapter 71: The arrival of Lu Taran

　　繩塔兰 has now changed from "fleeing" to the city of Dolezi looking for opportunities. The little girl has transformed into a hot figure in Dolezi, even many of the core nobles of Dolezi have to increase her. Courtesy, part of the reason for this change in identity is because she controls the largest alchemy trade in potions in the whole city of Dole, but it is more because she is supported by a real and formal mage behind her.

　　If there is no backstage that is powerful enough to make these nobles desperate, a powerless little girl like Lao Taran has already let those nobles who have used them extremely well take the goods and eat them completely.

　　 Now, the pagodas in the upper-class society of Dorez are standing in front of the white pagoda of Punk, and the carriage full of a few boxes of gold coins is parked under the hill, which is filled with Seventy percent of the gold coins that Lu Talan earned hard, most of the gold coins that he earned after working hard had to be given to the young mage in this white pagoda. Lo Talan gritted his teeth, although the old The housekeeper reminded her that she must understand the "cooperation" relationship between Punk and the Minohorn family, but it is still difficult for the rebellious Lulan to put on a "lady" smile to face Punk.

　　However, when Punk controlled the gate of Baita to open to Tataran, all the inconsistencies and indignation turned into a kind of deep horror, which seemed to soak the entire Baita. The thick **** smell and evil breath pushed the Taran, who had originally complained loudly, back a few steps, and the "Ao Jiao Manifesto" on the belly was repressed again!

　　What is this mage doing, this horrible, almost substantive **** breath is not extinguished by killing a few animals! Even the kind of battlefield where the legendary people fight is not so much?

　　 settled down and suppressed the urge to turn around immediately to escape, Luo Talan kept telling himself psychologically:

　　 "I'm the Countess of the Minohorn family, how can I be ordered... **** scared"!

　　 whispered "Disturb", and Taran walked into Baita carefully.

　　 Soon, the brave little princess Taran, the countess of the Minohorn family, was once again frightened by the scene in the white tower. No way, she is only a fifteen-year-old child after all, this terrible scene is completely beyond the tolerance of a greenhouse flower.

　　 I saw that on the ground of the White Pagoda, there were chaotic interweaving of black and red lines on the walls. If you look closely at these lines, they are still creeping. It seems that there are countless wailing roars looming from these lines.

　　 Inside the hall of the White Pagoda, there are many rock cages lined up at least half a meter away from each other. The creatures in the cages... have blue-red skin, blood-red crazy eyes, and bone spurs. Carapace, and the kind of madness that constantly eats stone pillars and even himself! Even the knowledge of Taran can be recognized, it is a group of demons!

　　Although I don’t know what kind of demon, the kind of evil and madness almost condensed into substance is still strictly screamed. Taran screamed out loud, and his squinted eyes almost couldn’t believe that this mage I didn't know where to get a group of demons. Isn't this evil creature only the most evil witch in those novels?

　　 But Taran immediately saw Punk sitting at a small table. Punk was still wearing a light blue robe, sitting there refreshingly, as if the **** and noisy surroundings could not interfere with him. .

　　箩Taran didn’t dare to let Punk wait too much, and she didn’t want to show her “rare and strange” side in front of Punk. She was the Countess of Minohorn family, even in the face of the mysterious and ruthless wizard. That's all, not to mention... In short, he can't let him down.

　　 pretends to walk towards Punk calmly, enduring the fierce roar of Frog in the cage and the **** upsurge in the air. From Lulan's expression, it seemed that she really regarded blood and demons as nothing, but she didn't realize that her trembling legs had betrayed her true heart.

　　Punk is sitting at the table. It’s not surprising that this scene will scare Taran, and that the evil pollution in the abyss in the whole hall has not been cleaned up. It’s normal for ordinary people to be affected. Lan was able to calm down, at least not collapsed to the ground, which had made Punk feel her growth.

　　 It’s just that for Punk, it doesn’t make much sense to grow or not grow.

　　Punk did not clean up the abyss pollution mainly to study the connection between the devil and the essence of chaos, but now it seems that the connection is not understood, and the image of an evil mage is well established.

　　Just wanted to hurry up and continue to study the Punk, which was a little impatient after listening to the unreported report of Lu Taran, and then even ignored the childish expression of Lu Taran’s face “come to praise me”. A box of alchemy potions made in the previous two days and a list of required items were placed at the foot of Lao Taran.

　　 "You have up to one month to prepare all the "materials". It is best to send two master apprentices together with twenty healthy and rational slaves to the White Tower after three weeks."

After finishing the speech, Punk ignored the surprised expression of Lan Taran. He stood up and walked to the experimental bench again, on which was placed a "fresh" Flo Mo, who was ripped open. The demon was twitching and howling, and the atmosphere of the entire Baita seemed eerie.

　　 "Which... Do you want to buy a slave... Do you want to experiment?"

　　瓩Taran glanced at the experiment table, and then the small head that quickly retracted was afraid to look at it, and the words he asked to endure the feeling of vomiting even the sound was out of shape, although he was talking to Punk, but Luo Talan's mind was all neatly placed on the experimental table at this time... The devil's internal organs, and even many internal organs were still creeping slightly. When thinking of this scene, Lu Talan felt a tumult in his stomach.

　　 "Do you think this is what you should ask"?

　　 The sound of the knife cutting the meat stopped abruptly, Punk slowly turned his head back with a frantically turning eyeball, and flicked the remaining light at the corner of the eye towards the trembling pantalan.

　　箩Taran was almost stunned by the deep and deep eyes in the light blue pupil of Punk~IndoMTL.com~ For the first time, she had the urge to escape from somewhere desperately, and the cold sweat instantly wet her thin and light The clothes, the graceful curves revealed undisguisedly.

　　 In the end, she still kept her reason and answered with great anxiety:

　　 "Hug... sorry"!

　　————————The dividing line————————

　　Unless she was sitting in the carriage back to the city, Lu Talan was absolutely uncomfortable in her stomach. She could hardly think of what a terrible mage Punk was, so she could not change her face......... Creature-even an evil demon.

　　 The paper in his hands was wrinkled out by Lao Taran, which listed the items that Punk asked her to prepare within three weeks. A large number of "experimental" slaves only needed by evil wizards were listed. When I think of the city of Dorez, whether it is an ordinary aristocrat or a junior professional, anyone who speaks of an "evil mage" who lives in an unknown town is trembling with fear. Lu Taran used to think that those people were timid, now.........

　　箩塔兰 looked out at the sunset, shell teeth gently biting the pale bottom lip, she felt that she understood the fear of those people, the mysterious Punk made her scared from the heart, just thinking of that kind Seeing through all the weird eyes made her forehead covered with cold sweat, but in the girl’s heart, there was an indescribable feeling that made her unable to treat Punk as a terrible mage to fear that she could not avoid it, but... instead let her Want to get closer to this mysterious existence that scares her.

　　 "Oops, forget it, I don't want to be put on the dissection table that day!"

　　 Luo Taran growled at the bottom of his heart, put all these thoughts and light emotions in a secret corner, the task Punk handed to her is still too busy!