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"What happened to Elder Brent? Why was he beaten like this?"

"Yeah, it looks like being hit in the face with a chair, but with Elder Brent's strength, how could he be hit in the face with a chair?"

"Could it be because Elder Brent usually likes to touch the female magician, and then he was plotted for revenge?"

"It deserves it, I want to take a chair and slap this old pervert on the face!"

Seeing Brent being beaten like this, the magicians were surprised, and even more gloated, and there were some curses that the female magicians hated deeply. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

"This face slap really is the essence, and I let out all my breath." Crassus looked at Brent's face in amazement, and he was in a happy mood.

Everyone was discussing vigorously, Brent woke up, and the subconscious reaction after seeing Amy made the entire first floor of the mage tower quiet.

All the magicians looked at Amy who was holding Mag's hand in disbelief. Could it be that it was Amy who beat Lord Brent like this?

You must know that Brent is a tenth-level great magician!

No matter how talented Amy is, she is only a fifth-level magician, and the gap between her and the great magician is nothing more than a gap.

Cora, who came downstairs in a depressed mood, was also stunned when she saw this scene. If even Uncle Brent was beaten up like this by this little guy, then what kind of gap is there between them?

"Little Amy, did you really hit this fat man?" Crassus looked at Amy in surprise and asked, without any intention of blaming, but looking forward to it.

Richard glanced at Amy, his brows were already furrowed. There are only a handful of people in this world who can beat Brent violently in the mage's tower without him noticing, but obviously this half-elf kid is not included, coldly Said: "Brent, what is going on?!"

Brent, who was holding his head and eyes closed, trembled for a while. He raised his eyes and glanced at Richard and the magicians around him. Then he realized that he was no longer in that dark room. Sitting on the ground like a puddle of mud, he looked at Richard weakly and said, "That woman...that woman has come to Luodu, she..."

"Shut up." A dangerous gleam flashed in Richard's eyes, he interrupted Brent, and turned to look at Amy, "What does this have to do with her?"

Brent realized he had said something he shouldn't have said,

Shrinking her head, looking at Amy, the image of her holding up the chair and patting him on the face flashed through her mind, and her voice became a little sharp: "This brat hit me, used the chair, and patted me s face."

"No, I didn't, you're talking nonsense." Amy shook her head, threw out the standard three consecutive negations, and then said with an aggrieved face: "He is just a passing elf, this fat grandpa must have been beaten stupid, right?"

Compared with Brent, who is swollen into a pig's face, the words of the cute and cute Amy are obviously more convincing. Who would believe that such a cute little loli would shoot people with a chair?

Moreover, the elder of the majestic mage tower, a tenth-level great magician, actually said that he was knocked unconscious by a little girl who was less than four years old with a chair?

This is simply a naked frame-up!

The mood of the magicians has become a little angry. The Mage Tower can lose to others, but it still has to face. Brent's behavior is simply discrediting the Mage Tower, and it is the most brainless kind.

"Okay, Brent, I told you to drink less. It seems that I drank a lot this morning and confused myself." Richard's face was also a little ugly, looking at Roy who was standing aside, said : "Help him back to rest."

"I..." Brent opened his mouth, but he was scared back by Richard's sharp eyes, and he could only swallow his stomach full of grievances. He glanced at Crassus who was standing aside, and felt his heart skip a beat. Liang suddenly thought of who this half-elf kid was. Wasn't the apprentice Crassus took in a half-elf kid less than four years old!

"But..." Roy wanted to say something. He found Brent unconscious in the corner of the dark room, surrounded by sawdust and broken wooden chairs. Yes, but after seeing Richard's face, he swallowed back the words and led the two magicians to carry Brent back to prepare to leave.

Amy raised her head and showed a small smug smile at Mag.

Mag also stroked her hair with a smile. The little guy is really a clever little ghost, and he has already begun to know how to use his own advantages.

"I didn't expect Lord Brent to be such a person. Is it because the little girl beat Hank before, so he deliberately wanted to frame her?"

"Yes, I heard that Hank used sealing magic in the duel, but she still defeated him head-on, and was later abolished by Master Crassus. He deserved it. I didn't expect Brent to want to avenge him?"

"Sure enough, they are masters and apprentices, and they are all of the same virtue."

All the mages looked at Mag with some disgust, and whispered about it, and their disgust towards Brent suddenly broke out, all of them broke out at once.

"Wait."

At this moment, Crassus, who had been silent all this time, spoke, walked forward with a smile, looked at Brent lying on the stretcher, looked his face left and right, and said in admiration: "The chair can be used. There are not many people in this world who have made such a beautiful appearance, it is like a work of art, and there is almost no room for me to start, it's a pity, it's a pity."

Brent, who was lying on the stretcher, was visibly trembling, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. Enduring the pain, he forced a smile, "Master Crassus, I heard that you are coming, so I hurried downstairs. I accidentally fell down, and I didn't come to greet you immediately, but I still hope you are Haihan, Hai... ah ah... it hurts..."

"It hurts? I think you have a thick skin, almost comparable to the city walls of Luodu, so it still hurts if you pinch it lightly?" Crassus pinched a large piece of Brent's flesh , and then twisted and spun to the side, smiling all over his face.

Brent's face was pale and covered with cold sweat, and he almost fainted, but he had to force himself to smile, and said in a crying voice, "No...it doesn't hurt..."

"Doesn't it hurt? Does that mean I'm old and have no strength?" Crassus exerted a little more force on his hand, and his already swollen face was twisted almost out of shape.

"Ahhh!!!"

Brent's sharp wailing resounded throughout the Mage Tower.

"Enough! Crassus, this is the mage's tower, not a place where you can run wild!" Richard raised his hand, and a big blue hand made of condensed water grabbed Crassus's hand.

"Noisy." Crassus slapped the menacing big hand away with a wave of his hand, and then slapped the screaming Brent's face with a backhand.

The screaming stopped abruptly, and Brent lay on the stretcher with his head on one side, unconscious again.

Crassus turned to look at Richard, sneered and said, "Let's fight, the last one."