Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master Chapter 122: Arrest

Listening to what Mason said, Lin Li also remembered that the middle-aged man in front of him was the one who assigned the trial mentor to everyone in the guild hall yesterday. At that time, Lin Li thought he was a bit familiar. I just never thought of what this guy came from. {First reading}

The middle-aged man walked out from among the trees, staring straight at Lin Li: "Are you called Ferre?"

The hoarse voice was somewhat condescending, and it sounded like interrogating a prisoner.

But the other party is a trial teacher after all. Although Lin Li was dissatisfied, he suppressed his anger and replied respectfully: "Yes, sir."

The middle-aged man nodded, didn't say much, just looked at Lin Li's gaze, but it became fiercer.

"Teacher Horen, this kid hurt Matthias!" When I saw the instructor of the trial, his face was ugly. The two guys who are good at seeing the wind and rudder suddenly guessed something. The moment changed from yesterday. He nodded and bowed his waist, becoming the current indignation. If he hadn't witnessed their ugliness yesterday, maybe Lin Li would really think that these two guys are really loyal and want to stand up for Mathias.

It's a pity... I betrayed everything with that kick yesterday.

"Magician Ferre, is this true?" There was a stern expression between Horan's expression.

"Yes, Mr. Hollen."

Lin Li was honest, and he recognized it simply.

Anyway, the evidence is there, even if you want to deny it, you can’t deny it. "The young people nowadays are more promising than the old guys like us, haha..." The middle-aged man suddenly laughed, but only a pair of eyes Always staring at Lin Li: "Orana Magic Guild clearly stipulates that private fights between guild magicians are strictly forbidden. Wizard Ferre, hasn't anyone told you?"

"Is there such a one?"

"It seems that your memory is not very good, but it doesn't matter. After you live in the guild dungeon, you have enough time to burn the fiction network to remember. Now-I declare as the arbiter of the Orana Magic Guild , Arrested you on the charge of hurting your colleagues. If you have any words, you can leave it in the guild dungeon, because... you may live on Ranwen Novel Network for a long time.

"Why are you taking Ferrey?" Mason stopped. Protecting Lin Li behind his back, the expression on his face was unexpectedly firm.

O Ling did not speak, but took a step forward silently, and this step just made him use his body to firmly protect his roommate.

"You two, are Oling from Lotterdam, and Mason from Thousand Sails City?" A scornful smile appeared on Horen's face: "Why, do you want to live with him in the dungeon too? ?"

"Damn, don't you make sense?" Mason flushed with anger, and pointed at Horen with one finger: "When Matthias injured Oring. Why didn't anyone take him into the dungeon? Now it’s Ferrey’s turn to hurt colleagues?"

"He was injured by Mathias? Mason... Can you tell me where Mathias hurt him? Right hand! Mathias interrupted his right hand with an arcane missile! "

"Mason, do you mean...Madias first used Arcane Missiles. Interrupted Oring's right hand, and then Ferre took the shot and interrupted Mathias with Arcane Missiles. Limbs?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"Oh Ling, can you show me your right hand?"

Horan said a word. Mason was stunned.

The three people live in the same room, how could he not know, O Ling's right hand. After drinking the bottle of potion, he had recovered. How could he see anything when he showed it to this Holen?

"No need to look. Just when Mason was in a dilemma, Lin Li stood out from behind him, fixed his eyes on Horen's right hand: "I injured Matthias. It doesn’t matter, I can go back with you. But Mr. Horan. Can I take the liberty to ask, what do you call Barcelol? "

Horan's right hand. A ring inlaid with rubies was showing a faint wave of magic.

"I am the father of Bartholore."

"Sure enough..." Lin Li nodded, with a clear expression on his face.

It wasn't until that moment just now that Lin Li suddenly understood.

Why do you think this middle-aged man is familiar? It turns out that he is seven to eight points similar to Barthrow, especially the ruby ​​ring on his hand. Lin Li's impression is really too deep. , At the banquet in the City Lord's Mansion, I almost hurt myself under this ruby ​​ring.

Madias, what hurts his colleagues, are just an excuse...

Even if he doesn’t interrupt Mathias’s limbs, he can still find other excuses to avenge his son. In the final analysis...this is the Orana Magic Guild, which is the sphere of influence of Odevin, the son of the president. If you want to trouble yourself, there are too many ways to hide.

"It seems that you have guessed it..." There was a hint of pleasure in Hollen's smile. Since Bartholol returned from Garros, he has not wanted to avenge his son all the time.

I lived more than 50 years old, and only had such a son. He usually regarded his life more seriously than his own life. He hadn't scolded or beaten him since he was a child, and even reluctant to say a word about him.

But he didn't expect to let him go to Garros once, and he would come back with two broken fingers. If it weren't for his father Odevin's stopping, Horen would have gone to Garros to find the murderer named Ferre.

God has eyes...

Horan did not expect that this time Ferre was actually sent by the Garros Magic Guild during this trial at the Supreme Council.

Since you come to Orana, don't want to go back alive...

Horan has even thought about it. As long as he is put in the dungeon, he will immediately use all kinds of relationships, and make sure that he suffers the most painful torture and death in the shortest time. "Unfortunately, I did guess it..." Lin Li smiled and stretched out his staff.

When things have reached this point, there is no need to say anything. This simple action can explain everything.

If he didn't guess the identity of Horen, Lin Li might go back with him for investigation, but now that he knows he is the father of Bartholol, how could Lin Li allow himself to fall into his hands? Even if Aldevin was on his side, what if he fell into the hands of Hollendi, he had a million ways to kill himself without telling Aldevin, it was too simple...

"It seems that you are planning to resist to the end." Horan glanced at Lin Li, and his gaze fell on Mason and Ou Ling: "What about you? Are you planning to resist with him?"

"Idiot." Ou Ling spit out two words coldly.

"Haha, good scolding!" Mason has always hated these two words, and today is a rare agreement.

Horan is not very angry. With his strength and status today, apart from hurting the murderer of Bartholol, ordinary offenses are not enough to make him angry. He just nodded: "Since you I want to go to the guild dungeon with him, I can give you this opportunity."

As soon as Horen’s hoarse voice fell, the three of them suddenly felt a huge pressure coming, and the source of the pressure was the middle-aged man in black robes. Horen at this time was different from the previous It was completely different from what was already, and there was a powerful aura exuding all over his body.

Even Lin Li, who has just broken through the thirteenth level, under this pressure, there is a feeling of breathlessness. This is the purest force suppression. Horan did not chant any spells or cast any spells. , Just relying on the release of magic power, it is enough to suppress these three powerful young magicians.

"At least level seventeen..." Under this pressure, Lin Li has the most intuitive feeling about the strength of the opponent. The martial arts, the holy king, the sacred king, the night, the god, the seal, the throne, the gods, and the world, the nine heavens. The strongest abandoned the young king of Zhou, the king will kill the god, the **** seal, the throne, and the nine heavens, the strongest abandon the young god, the king, the martial arts, will kill the **** Comparing the night-killing god, God Seal Throne, the Nine Heavens, the strongest abandonment of the Shao Da Zhou royal family, the son of Aodewen, is really not so powerful, compared with Grean's old Merlin and his like, it is not a level.

"You..." Lin Li opened his mouth, trying to persuade Ma Sen and O Ling. After all, this is against a 17th-level magister, and if one is not careful, there is a danger of being broken.

But when the words came to my lips, they turned into a bitter smile, forget it, it's all luck...

What the 17th-level great wizard possesses is simply inhuman power. Just the magic power released is enough to induce a terrible elemental storm in the woods. The gust of wind has rolled up the fallen leaves and dust in the sky. A piece of mud mixed up ~IndoMTL.com~ hits a person's face like a knife cut. At the center of this elemental storm, Horan's square face is full of revenge.

Horan held the staff in his hand tightly, and the long and complicated chanting of spells echoed in the woods for a long time...

Feel the martial arts of the universe, the holy king makes the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne, asks the devil, the world, the strongest, the nineth heaven, the strongest abandonment Moving the universe will kill the night god, the **** seal, the throne, seek the devil, proud of the world, the strongest, abandon the Shao Dazhou imperial clan A heart has gradually sunk. This is at least level 15 magic. With my 13th level of strength, not to mention delusional resistance, it is not even qualified to terminate it with magic feedback.

At this moment, Lin Li suddenly heard an old voice coming from among the trees.

"Hoorn, you are too much."

After 4 hours, I finally made up the second chapter. Now I go to bed and try to adjust the sleep time. I am sorry everyone today, I don’t have any face to roll...