Vol 3 Chapter 16: trust

This time I went out to do a reward quest, and Kewen finally had some clear understanding of the so-called ‘magic resistance’.

Therefore, after he frozen Naz into an ice sculpture, he didn't worry about whether the opponent would be injured.

Even the magic resistance of ordinary beasts is so high, not to mention the Naz who has been raised by a dragon since he was a child and learned the "Dragon Slayer Magic".

Sure enough, after Kewen stopped inputting magic power into the cold air, the ice layer on Naz's body quickly melted.

"so cold--"

As soon as the mouth part melted out, Naz immediately screamed, and then burst out a large amount of flames from his mouth with a'boom', wrapping around his body, quickly melting the remaining ice layer, and even taking the clothes on his body instantly. drying.

"hateful!"

After regaining his freedom, Naz clenched his fists in both hands, and shouted at Kewen in indignation: "Kewen, you fucking! You even attacked with magic!"

Amidst the still unresolved laughter, Kewen shrugged: "I won anyway. Do you want to let the enemy fight you when you go out to do missions in the future?"

"Less long-winded!" Naz once again set aside his fighting posture and shouted at Kewen: "Come on again! This time I definitely want you to taste the power of my fist!"

Kewen felt helpless. Obviously, Naz, who was stubborn, hadn't heard the meaning of his words at all.

With a secret sigh in his heart, Cowen slowly raised his right hand, sitting on the chair and beckoning to Naz: "Come on."

"See if I won't beat you down!"

It was too embarrassing to be "seckilled" just now, so Naz did not pay attention to whether Kewen was in a fighting pose. After hearing Kewen's slogan, he immediately started the charge without thinking about it, and slammed his fist against Kewen's. His cheeks waved up.

Facing Naz's attack, Cowen sat still on the chair, without any intention of avoiding it.

It wasn't until the fist was less than 20 centimeters away from the cheek that Kewen quickly shot his hand with a'swish'.

The right hand pointed like a sword, and it pierced Naz's arm in an instant.

"Huh!"

Naz felt the arm he swung out suddenly numb, his arm suddenly lost control, and reflexively turned back.

Feeling the fist that hit his nose instead, Naz's pupils involuntarily changed from round to vertical, and the dragon's pupils appeared slightly.

The next moment, he slammed his head back, and at the same time raised his left hand, quickly grabbing the out of control right arm.

Finally blocked his fist, Naz couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

But he immediately became angry again, and looked up to ask if Kewen fouled again and secretly unleashed any magic on him.

But just raised his gaze, only to find that his vision was completely covered by a few fingers.

With cross-eyed eyesight, he looked at the interlocking thumb and **** in front of him, and Naz found out why this gesture was so familiar?

Before he could turn back, the fingers in front of him suddenly flicked away.

Snapped!

The crisp sound reverberated around the bar.

As Kewen bounced the'brain collapse', Naz's forehead instantly fell back, and the tremendous force even moved his body.

With a ‘swish’, Naz’s small body quickly flew upside down to the guild gate.

After a few breaths, Naz’s back slammed on the ground with a bang. Just after landing, he quickly covered his forehead with his hands, and while rolling around on the ground, he screamed: " Wow—it hurts, it hurts! It hurts to death—"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

No one cared about Naz, but no matter how big or small, the members of the guild burst into laughter again almost at the same time.

"Hahaha Hanaz!"

"Too embarrassing hahaha!"

"Cowen used a brainstorm to clean up hahaha—"

"And the ice sculpture just now! That posture is too ridiculous hahaha—"

Hearing everyone's ridicule, after Naz rolled left and right again for a few times, he quickly resisted the severe pain in his forehead and stood up.

With tears in his eyes, Naz clasped his forehead with his hands and yelled at the crowd in annoyance: "Stop long-winded! Wasn't Wakaba also dropped by Cowen in an instant! If you have the ability, go and fight Cowen!"

After roaring, Naz turned around and looked at Kewen again. Seeing Kewen's smiling look, he shouted sternly, "Don't be proud of you, Kewen! I will work hard! Sooner or later, I will fill you up." The forehead is bounced into a big bag!"

After the ruthless words were finished, Naz immediately buried his head and slammed everyone away and rushed out of the guild hall.

"Hahahaha—" everyone's laughter sounded even higher.

...

Soon after, the guild hall was perfectly repaired by Chairman Makarov, and the members returned again, sitting around the table and chatting scatteredly.

At this time, Kewen put down the juice cup in his hand and asked President Makarov: "Master, who does the open space next to the guild belong to?" Gu

"Of course it is the town." President Makarov responded, and then asked, "What are you asking about this?"

"I plan to move out."

Kewen glanced at the long table over there in the corner, looking like a goldfish, forgot about the hatred in a short time, and Naz was laughing with his friends over there.

Shaking his head helplessly, Corvin said: "Naz slept too unfaithfully, so I plan to build a house next to the union."

"That's the case." President Makarov suddenly waved his hand and smiled: "Why is it so troublesome? The backyard of the guild is where the guild is from the coastline. You might as well build a house there."

"Can you?" Cowen's eyes lit up. In fact, he had already photographed the low cliff coastline.

"They are all children of their own family. What's wrong." Mr. Makarov squinted his eyes and smiled. "Do you have enough money? If you don't have enough money, the guild can prepay for you, and you will be slow in doing tasks in the future. It's just too slow."

"That's not necessary." Kewen stood up, and while walking out, he turned his head and said to Chairman Makarov: "My wealth is too much to spend. Then I will go to build a house now. ."

Seeing Kewen wave his hand and walk out of the guild, President Makarov couldn't help but chuckled: "What an energetic kid."

"President."

At this time, a wizard named Macao came to the bar and sat down on the chair where Cowen had just been.

Putting his arms on the bar, a dome and flat-headed Makaou turned his head and looked up at President Makarov and said in a low voice, "That kid from Corvin is too much like a kid."

"It's so thick, it's so worrying." Chairman Makarov responded with a smile.

"Master, you should know what I mean."

Macao looked at the puppies in the distance, and said at the same time: "Eleven-year-old children, shouldn't they be like those little ghosts?"

"Makaou." President Makarov opened his eyes and said in a slightly solemn tone: "Remember, never doubt your partners and family."

It's rare to see the president's serious attitude, so Macao looked slightly nervous, straightened up quickly, and honestly nodded in response: "Yes! President, I remember it!"

"Um..." President Makarov returned to normal again, narrowed his smile again, and said in a soft tone: "Makaou, people are different from people, you think these little ghosts in the guild Do you just mess around all day?"

Opening his eyes slightly, President Makarov kindly looked at the puppies in the distance, and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "They are all children with extraordinary talents, and Kewen is just the most talented of them. ."

Withdrawing his gaze, President Makarov continued to exhort softly: "If you give something, you will get something. Cowen has got the mature mentality now, so what price did he pay?"

Seeing Makaou showing a contemplative expression, President Makarov said softly: "So, don't pay attention to and investigate the past of others. We only need to let our partners and family members get happiness here."

Hearing this, Makaou raised his gaze again and nodded seriously to President Makarov: "I remember! Thank you for the teachings of the old man!"

"Well, thick, thick..."

...

The edge of the coast.

Kewen carefully observed the terrain, and finally chose the location.

He took out the staff from his pocket, and between swings, he used the'transformation technique' to trim a perfect foundation.

Next, Kewen continued to cast spells, transforming the large and small reefs on the coast into planks, and used various spells to transport materials and assemble houses.

After more than three hours, he successfully reproduced the "Wonderful House" in the "World of Harry Potter".

Looking at the small villa in front of him, nostalgia appeared in Cowen's eyes, and he stood still for a while before he took a deep breath and continued to work.

The next work is very cumbersome, and Kewen needs to use ‘alchemy’ to ‘permanently cure the curse’ of the entire house.

Otherwise, once the effect of "Transfiguration" disappears, the house will revert back to various reefs.

I got busy and worked till night...

In the living room on the first floor of the house, under the illumination of the surrounding ‘magic lamps’, Cowen carefully dropped the last drop of alchemy potion into the ground.

The next moment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the matte effect suddenly appeared on the first floor of the entire building, and then it returned to normal.

At this time, looking at the entire lobby on the first floor, there is no longer the sense of incoordination before, and everything such as walls and floors has all become natural.

Seeing this, Cowen stood up and let out a sigh of relief.

"Not bad..." After roughly checking with his line of sight, Kewen raised his head and looked over his head: "Next, it's time for the second floor."

I took out my pocket watch and checked the time and found that it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

He touched his stomach until he didn't feel hunger until then.

After thinking about it, Kewen plans to take a break to eat something, and then simply won't sleep tonight, and will directly enchant the whole house.

So he took out the suitcase from his pocket, went in to fetch some food, and went back to the living room to eat.

After the meal, Cowen was about to continue working, but was interrupted by a sound outside the house...