Chapter 89

Crassus and Amy's conversation, but also re attracted the attention of the guests.

There are some old guests who have seen Amy fight against Sargeras in the morning. Rao was almost burned by the little fireball because of the lava devil's resistance. Now Krasu even asked Amy to fight against Sargeras. Would it be a little too big?

"Look at the purple gold wand mark on his mage's robe. If I remember correctly, it seems that only the mage's robe dedicated to the mage of the Los Empire has this mark?" At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman was staring at Krasu's left shoulder. He was surprised and said that there was a purple gold staff embroidered with a small finger.

"Is it true that the old magician is worshipped by the Empire?" The fellow at the same table was also a little surprised, looking at the mark on Krasu's shoulder, which was the highest honor recognized by human magicians, and no one dared to pretend.

The conversation between the two fell into the ears of the people nearby, and their eyes turned to Kelasu's shoulder. Although most people had never seen the worshiper, they heard a lot of rumors.

After the death of general Alex, the Griffin knights who can kill the Dragon by one person have not appeared in the Imperial military for a long time. When the evil dragons attack the imperial towns in recent years, most of them are the figures who worship the magicians. They use powerful magic to disperse the evil dragons and protect the peace of one side, which is more and more respected and loved by the people.

Moreover, the Empire worships magicians, at least those above level 8. Each of them has great strength and has made great contributions to the Empire.

If this white robed magician is a magician worshipped by the Empire, he is at least a level 8 magician with high status.

This is the master who wants most magicians to take off their hats and pay homage to him. However, he has suffered twice and three times in Amy's place. Listening to what he said just now, most of his posture is to accept Amy as an apprentice, but the little girl just looks down on him.

"When does it become so difficult for a level 8 wizard to accept an apprentice?" A question flashed through everyone's mind at the same time. If Amy was young and didn't understand it, MEG was able to set up such a pluralistic restaurant, so he would not even recognize the mark of the imperial priest.

But after Krasu showed this intention, McGonagall was still calm and didn't feel moved at all. This abnormal performance surprised everyone, but also had some other conjectures about McGonagall's identity and strength, such as: "maybe boss McGonagall doesn't like that old magician? Is he a better magician than this old magician? "

As for Krasu's invitation to Amy, after knowing his identity, everyone felt no suspense.

One is the wizard worshipped by the Los Empire, and the other is the little daughter of the restaurant owner who can walk. The difference in identity and strength between the two can be said to be huge. Even if Krasu stands still, Amy can't do any harm to him.

"The magician who can defeat the dragon with a fireball skill is not only level 8, but also level 9 or even level 10." Sargeras thought to himself that the scene he was outside of lodu made him remember.

However, after looking at Amy, Sargeras's expression became a little strange again. Even if he was a level 10 wizard, if he underestimated the little girl's fireball skill, he would suffer a lot, just like he did in the morning.

Although the fireball was small, its power was not small at all. Its temperature was higher than the flame on his body. At this age, with such a terrible talent, if he was a magician, he would want to accept her as an apprentice.

Amy listened to crassu's words, and immediately became excited, a little unconvinced: "Grandpa white beard, are you serious? I'll give you this fireball. You may die. "

"Of course, I'm serious. Little girl, you can do your best. Don't worry about me. If I can't stop one of your fireball skills, I'll have to bully the children." Krasu waved his hand with confidence, but he felt a little warm about the little girl's worry.

He was even more pleased to hear that Amy admitted that she knew fireball, which showed that even though the blood of the two groups were limited, she could still use magic and had certain plasticity. However, the specific talent needs to be seen closely before she can know.

"I'm just worried about accidentally burning the chair and table." Amy took a worried look at the table in front of crassus.

"..." Krasu didn't know what expression to use to express his mood for a moment. He didn't expect that he couldn't even compare with a desk and chair. When he was depressed, he could only say helplessly: "it doesn't matter. If it's burned, I'll pay the price."

"Well, since you sincerely ask for it, I'll have to throw you a fireball. This kind of request is really annoying." Amy nodded. Her face looked like a naughty child. She put the duckling on the other side of the counter, looked at Crassus and said, "if you can't stand it, please call it out early."

"It won't happen." Krasu shook his head, and his face was relaxed and freehand. It was a kind of master style.

"Here I am." Amy looks at Krasu and reminds her. She puts her little hand in front of her, whips and starts a fire. It suddenly shrinks and turns into a small blue purple fireball. Then she throws it at Krasu.

"This is pure magic power!" Krasu's eyes were wide open when he saw the flame rising from Amy's hand. He looked at the shrinking blue and purple flame. The magic power in it was so pure and clean that it was not affected by other elements. Although it was just a small fireball, it had such amazing energy.

Of course, this kind of fireball is just a little bit of fire for him, but he sees infinite possibilities in this fire.

At the age of three or four, he didn't receive any magic instruction. He realized fireball by himself, and it was instant. He even knew how to throw it out. Isn't this talent what he always wanted?

What's more, what he likes most is the simple and crude fireball. It's hard to say anything else. But in the magic of fireball, he dares to say that his fireball is the fastest and most powerful in the whole continent of Nolan, and no one dares to recognize the second.

After all, even for the dragon, he also directly uses fireball to greet, and can smash those big guys everywhere. Only he can do it in the whole continent.

After a while, the fireball had already fallen on his long beard, touched him a little, and rose up.

"Bad!" Krasu exclaimed in surprise. Ignoring what he had just said, he got up and ran to the door, his chin burning.