Chapter 20

Recently, pedestrians passing in front of Anthony's magic house often see the little girl named Debbie sitting alone on the steps in front of the store. She is a 15-year-old girl with a very petite body and a huge sword weighing 100 kg in her arms. Compared with such a pair, the little figure seems to be more isolated and pitiful.

She would often be in a daze. Occasionally, she would show some wronged expression on her childish little face. Her eyes looked at the other side of the street, as if she wanted to see a figure suddenly emerge from there.

"The hammerhead hasn't come back yet? It's really pathetic. You see how much Debbie has lost during this time. I feel distressed. How can the hammerhead say to leave?" the two passing aunts looked at Debbie's figure from a distance and discussed in a low voice. Their voice was full of complaints about the hammerhead that had suddenly left.

"Don't you understand why you just left?" another aunt pulled the aunt's arm and said in a low voice, "tell me, the hammer head must have been taken away. You don't know how honest the child is. Is it reliable that some magician likes him as an apprentice? It's clear that it's the ghost of the old fox in buska."

"You're right. Recently, I heard that a large number of magic scrolls are sold in buska's magic shop every day. There must be something fishy in it." in fact, the other aunt knew very well, "poor Debbie, she can't wait like this... It's been three months since the hammer head disappeared?"

"Exactly three months... Alas, buska is cruel and cruel. Even if she really ties away the hammer head, what can Debbie do? The city Lord's house will certainly not meddle in this kind of business. In this way, it may recover after a period of time. I'm not sure buska will let go of the hammer head."

At this point, the two aunts sighed at the same time. They all knew that if the hammer head was really caught by Busca, he would have no chance to come back. They sighed and walked away gradually.

Debbie continued to be dazed with a huge sword in her arms.

A moment later, she took out a piece of paper from her arms. It was a parchment. For a long time, the paper was full of folds, but it was well preserved. It was Yechui who gave it to Debbie through Busca. Of course, the letter suddenly appeared on the counter of the magic house. Debbie didn't know that the letter was sent by Busca, But she was very familiar with the handwriting on the letter. She didn't know how many times she had read the words on the letter.

From the first time she saw yes, she was angry, then confused, then worried, and slowly became the only hope. In her heart, she may not believe that the information in the letter is true. Her hammer is so stupid. How can she be valued by any super magician? What kind of world peace does she defend? It's lucky that her virtue doesn't need to be defended... But what can she do at this time?

She can only hope on this letter.

"Hammer head, where the hell are you? Will you come back quickly?"

……

The leaf droop is ready.

Near noon on this day, buska and his son Kerry drove out of the city in a carriage and came all the way to inta mountain in the suburbs of Stan city.

Because Tashan is a small mountain, Warcraft with amazing destructive power will not haunt here. At most, some savage beasts will inhabit in the mountain. However, in such an era, even beasts such as bears and wild boars are not a threat to swordsmen, so in general, Tashan is a very safe hill.

In the early years, buska had been engaged in prey acquisition business for some time, so he had a secret residence used as a warehouse on inta mountain.

During this time, ye Chui once guessed that he was held there by Busca. From the ventilation hole the size of a fist in the warehouse, he could occasionally hear some birds singing and see the leaves falling from it. Therefore, he guessed that his place should be a manor full of trees, but he didn't expect that it was actually on the mountain.

The carriage stopped in a dense forest at the foot of Yinta mountain. Buska jumped down from the car and looked around vigilantly. After confirming that there was no one, he had some difficulties to enter the dense forest.

Kerry jumped out of the car, tied the reins of the carriage to a big tree and followed his father.

Compared with three months ago, Carey now looks a lot more down and out. The wound abused by Ye Chui with a magic scroll has been healed. Even the burn marks on his face and body have been completely recovered under the treatment of the famous light magician, but he no longer has the spirit and spirit he used before, because he uses the God of war to guard, His swordsman realm fell from level 4 to level 3, and there was no possibility of recovery.

What's more, he was abused by a second-order magician, which made him almost a joke in Stan city. The originally promising guard of the city Lord's house was naturally dismissed. He was still wearing the armor distributed by the guard of the city Lord's house, but the damage was serious and had not lost his previous brilliance.

His father, who originally regarded him as proud, was always angry and scolded him, making him very depressed.

Thinking that the hateful and cunning magician is now imprisoned here, every time he comes here with his father, he always has an unbearable anger in his heart. He tightly holds the handle of the long sword around his waist and wants to teach Ye Chui a lesson. "If I fight with him again, I will never lose to him..." he always thinks so in his heart every time. What he doesn't know is that such an opportunity will come soon. "Boss, here you are." there is a flat in the deep forest, where a wooden house is built. After hearing the sound of footsteps, Locke hurried out of the wooden house. Every once in a while, buska would come here and take the magic scroll made by Ye Chui. "How's that boy these two days?" buska wiped the sweat on his face. Although it was autumn, the weather was still hot and dry. "I've been honest for the past two days. Thirty magic Scrolls have been completed on time every day." Locke replied with a smile, "but I still can draw some waste parchment." "hum, I don't care about those papers. Bring me those magic scrolls." buska said, glancing at the small and stuffy wooden house and didn't plan to go in, Locke then turned around and shouted inside, asking Quinn to take out all the completed magic scrolls. There is a simple house in the wooden house. In one corner, there is a staircase leading to the lower part. Down the stairs is a corridor. At the end of the corridor is the warehouse where ye Chui is detained. Quinn sits outside the warehouse, drinking muggy wine on a wooden chair. When he hears Locke's cry, he mumbles a few times. He doesn't know what to say, and there are some rough "bang, bang" He knocked twice on the iron door next to him: "here comes the boss. Take out all the magic scrolls you have completed!" so Quinn got up and packed a box next to him. There were scrolls completed by Ye Chui the other day. Every night, ye Chui would send 30 completed scrolls out of the vent hole of the iron door. There were hundreds of scrolls in the alley, Quinn picked up the box, but looked at the iron door suspiciously. There was no response on the other side. He kicked the door twice with his feet and shouted, "send me the completed scroll, don't you hear?" he still didn't respond. Quinn's face, which had been disfigured by Ye Chui's [lightning] attack, showed an angry look. He put down the wooden box in his hand, opened the vent hole, looked into the warehouse, and continued to shout: "what dumb do you fit me? Don't you hear what I said, give it to me quickly..." the voice stopped suddenly, because... There was no one in the warehouse. The narrow warehouse is clear at a glance. The tables, chairs, beds and the pile of old garbage next to it. The dim yellow light emitted by the magic lamp on the table can illuminate the whole space, but Quinn didn't see the leaf droop in it. This made Quinn's face show great shock. He also sent Breakfast through the vent in the morning, but now why did he suddenly disappear? Is it underground or in the mountains, surrounded by hard rocks, how can ye hang a second-order magician who has no strength to bind chickens escape from here? After a short hesitation, Quinn finally made a decision, pulled out the long sword at his waist with one hand, took out the key with the other hand, opened the lock of the iron door, and then walked in carefully. In the warehouse where ye Chui had been imprisoned for three months, the air smelled suffocating. Quinn held his long sword in his tense hands and scanned the situation in the warehouse. "Smelly boy, where are you? Don't try to hide..." he shouted and walked towards the bed. If there is a place to hide in the whole room, it can only be under the bed. But there's no one under the bed. Quinn thought again of the pile of junk hiding in the corner, so he turned and looked at the pile of junk. His expression suddenly froze. There was a rusty old armor in the corner, which even Quinn never cared about. But now, the armor suddenly stood up... ****** the cool magic iron man is about to go online ~ ~ ~ ask for recommendation tickets and collection, This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation