The Legend of Bimeng: Section 118 Fatty Complains
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Section 118 Fatty Complains
"The martial arts arena in the palace was destroyed by that young boy. I only brought 5 goblin mines in total. They couldn't destroy such a big building at all. It was all caused by that bastard's exploding arrows. Don't look for me!" Lao Xie said impatiently.
"You, you actually used such a dangerous thing to blow up the elf prince? Do you know how much trouble it would cause if he was taken out?" The fat man immediately became stupid when he heard this, and couldn't help but cursed, "You are simply crazy!"
"Is he only allowed to shoot me with exploding arrows and not allow me to fight back?" Lao Xie said disdainfully: "I don't care what kind of bird he is. If he offends me, even that old bastard, the Emperor, will do it to me." Kill anyway!”
"You are so rebellious!" The fat man was so angry at Lao Xie that he didn't know what to say, so he simply said, "I can't talk to you anymore. I'm going to tell grandpa and let him deal with you!"
After finishing speaking, the fat man shouted loudly to the driver outside, "Go directly to the Magic Academy!" Then the fat man closed his eyes to rest his mind and no longer cared about the old evil.
Obviously, Lao Xie would not be willing to pay attention to him, and secretly adjusted his breathing.
It was already very late when we returned to the Magic Tower. Lao Xie got out of the car and went straight back to sleep without even saying hello. The fat man hurriedly ran to find the old mage who was busy, recounted what happened today in an exaggerated manner, and then concluded: "Grandpa, this little ancestor did things so poorly, you have to be careful. Just teach him a lesson?"
However, after hearing this, the old mage cursed in an extremely annoyed tone and said, "I said, you idiot, are you interrupting my experiment today just for such a trivial matter?"
"A trivial matter?" When the fat man heard this, he immediately became stupid and said hurriedly: "The boy was fighting with the elf prince~ and he also threw a guy with such power as goblin mines. What if he was injured?" Causing international disputes!”
"Disputes are nothing. The elves from the emperor to the queen, and even their sons and daughters are friends with me. What's the point of fighting between children? Who didn't have passion and impulsiveness when they were young? Maybe then They can still make friends." The old mage said impatiently: "Just don't worry, it'll be fine!"
"But they made too much noise, and even the palace's martial arts hall was destroyed. What if there was any damage?" the fat man said hesitantly.
"Don't be afraid!" The old mage waved his hand and said: "I know little Stephen's strength, and I also know Alsace's ability. Not to mention a few miniature versions of goblin mines, even genuine goblin mines are impossible. It hurt him."
"No way!" Fatty said in shock as he left: "Genuine goblin mines are almost powerful enough to hurt the Sword Master. How come they can't hurt His Highness Arthas? It seems that he is not a strong man in the Holy Domain?"
"Do you think the elves are as poor as us?" The old mage said angrily: "Every piece of equipment on that kid is at least a legendary item, and there must be sub-artifacts as well. As for the artifacts, I don't know. However, maybe there should be. After all, Arthas is the only descendant of the royal elven bloodline, and we must spare no effort to protect him. The elves have a history of 100,000 years. If they say there is no artifact, I will not believe it. Yes! With so many top-quality equipment to protect him, and his own strength is also good, even if he encounters genuine goblin mines, he will be fine."
"Is His Highness Alsace so powerful?" The fat man said in surprise: "Then little Stephen is tied with His Highness Alsace, and he still doesn't have so much good equipment, doesn't it mean that , Little Stephen is so powerful that he is almost a saint?"
"Hey, that's about right!" the old mage said with a slight satisfaction. After all, the more powerful Lao Xie is and the more powerful his disciple is, the more glorious he will be as a teacher.
"Oh my god, he is only sixteen years old!" The fat man opened his mouth in surprise.
"Hey, you are wrong. To tell you the truth, his real age is only 13 years and ten months!" the old mage said with a slight satisfaction.
"My dear, no, how is this possible?" The fat man left and said in confusion: "Why do you have such terrifying strength at such a young age? Isn't this unreasonable?"
"No, his bloodline is very strange. I have only determined half of it so far. Anyway, judging from that half, it is barely normal for this phenomenon to occur. In fact, his strength is not as strong as you think. I estimate that he is only around level 4 at most, but his fighting skills are very high, as if he has experienced hundreds of battles, so he can always defeat the strong with the weak." After the old mage said this, he couldn't help but fall into it. Lost in thought, he couldn't help but said to himself: "But, I don't remember that I taught him to fight? Why is he still so proficient in fighting?"
"Oh, Grandfather!" The fat man suddenly couldn't help but asked strangely: "Isn't little Stephen your illegitimate son? Why do you only know half of his bloodline? His father should be you? As for his mother? , wouldn’t you know?”
"Bastard!" The old mage couldn't help but hit the fat man on the forehead and cursed angrily: "When did I say that little Stephen was my illegitimate son?"
"Ouch!" The fat man was in great pain after being knocked. He couldn't help but scream, and then said sadly: "But you said he is from our family? In our family, except for you, there is only Me?"
"Nonsense!" The old mage couldn't help but shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Actually, there are other members of our family outside. Little Stephen is the child of one of my sisters, so he is one generation older than you!"
"Your sister can actually give birth to children?" The fat man's eyes almost bulged out when he heard this. Obviously, he misunderstood that Lao Xie's mother was also a human being. According to normal age, it was obviously impossible for a woman over 100 years old to have children.
"What are you thinking about?" the old mage said angrily: "My sister is not a human being."
"Why am I still your sister if I'm not a human being?" the fat man asked in confusion.
"Yes!" The old mage thought for a while, and then said: "Well, you are over fifty this year, and it's time to tell you some family secrets. Do you know Natasha, the legendary prophet of the orcs?"
"Of course I know, that's a legendary master. Back then, she asked you to kill the legendary master of the demon clan and avenge our ancestors!" Fatty said hurriedly.
"She is my sister. At that time, the reason why she was willing to kill the demon with me without hesitation was to avenge her father!" The old mage said with a hint of pride: "She is also little Stephen's. Mother! ”
"Ah!" The fat man exclaimed when he heard this, and then he was stunned on the spot.
"Now you know why little Stephen is so powerful? Because he not only has the blood of the legendary prophet, but also has the wisdom mark that contains all the knowledge of the legendary prophet!" the old mage said with a smile.
"Is everything you said true? This is incredible!" The fat man couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Of course it's true. Don't you think the lightning spell of the legendary prophet is very close to ours?" The old mage then reminded: "However, let me tell you, this is the secret of the older generation. You Just know it, don’t tell it.”
"Yes!" The fat man nodded hurriedly, and then asked curiously: "But grandpa, why did little Stephen fall into your hands? Also, who is his father?"
"I don't know who his father is. As for how he fell into my hands, I can't tell you yet!" The old mage then said: "But there is one thing you have to remember, little Stephen There is no doubt that she is a member of our family. You must treat her well in the future and truly treat her as the heir of the family, do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand!" Fatty said hurriedly.
"Yes!" The old mage nodded with satisfaction, and then said with a smile: "Although little Stephen acts arrogantly and sometimes looks like an idiot, he does have the qualifications to be crazy. He was like this at the age of thirteen. His achievements and future prospects are absolutely limitless, and becoming a legendary master is almost certain. Whether our family can flourish in the future depends entirely on him."
"Yes, I understand!" The fat man left and nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely try my best to help him in the future!"
"Yes!" The old mage then smiled and said: "Little Stephen has great ambitions. Maybe he will not care about the ownership of this family in the future. You'd better work hard for me and try to find another successor to the family bloodline. . Come on, I made this potion according to ancient recipes. Take it back and try it!"
As he spoke, the old mage handed the fat man a crystal bottle. The fat man left and took it as if he had found a treasure, and said gratefully: "Thank you, grandpa!"
"Okay, why are you being polite to me!" The old mage immediately waved his hand to him and said: "Okay, it's getting late, you can go back!"
"Yes, then I'll take my leave first!" The fat man then bowed to the old mage and bowed out.
After the fat man left, the old mage fell into deep thought again. After a while, he said to himself: "This little Stephen is really troublesome. He even snatched a woman from Alsace. Although his courage is terrible, Jia, isn't he overestimating his abilities? With his virtue, can he win the favor of women more than Alsace's pretty boy? What an arrogant idiot! Forget it, maybe after he fails, It will be somewhat restrained.”