The second tormented days

Compared with the poor His Royal Highness Prince Sorcester, Maglin has been having a hard time recently.

What annoyed him was the bullying of the two villains, Old Harlem and the Old Undead Wells, except that he was always silent and even refused him to enter that space.

Magic and martial arts, the double torture of spirit and body.

All the time, Maglin is not under the strict supervision of these two. Harlem's mantra is: "Hey, boy, the young lady of the Duke's Mansion is not so easy to deceive."

Often at this time, Wells would pinch his nose and say sharply, "Oh, Maglin, my knight, you have to remember your promise."

Maglin wanted to beat the two old guys very hard, but it was obvious that neither of them could be dealt with by him now.

However, Meglin's martial arts are making rapid progress. At present, although it is only limited to step-by-step martial arts, this is the foundation of the generals. In Wells's words, a silly boy named Robert cut the air almost every day in order to practice knife skills.

Five thousand?

Maglin worked hard towards this goal, sweating like rain, and asked himself not to deform even if his muscles were sore and numb. Anyway, the Duke's Mansion had medicinal herbs and delicious food.

Maglin's use of him as his own child's wife has been raised to the level of a little duke. He was still worried that it was not enough, so he left Harlem fully responsible for squandering.

Compared with the exercise of martial arts, what bothers Maglin is Wells' demon training.

He didn't ask Maglin to sit seriously. He said that he would be uncomfortable. He often likes Maiglin to lie on two lounge chairs with him, surrounded by wine and food. In front of him, he found a dancer singing and dancing, or warm and unrestrained. He asked to remember the formula he whispered in front of the loud music and pink arms and long legs.

Then give up when the magic is completed by 50%, but this degree of completion should be gradually improved. The most powerful thing is to disperse your magic at ninety-nine percent without causing any fluctuations. Such a skilled ability to control elements is a qualified, excellent and promising magician.

He made a demonstration for Meglin. In front of Meglin, a fire wall that made Meglin feel horrible is forming. A large fire wall has a shadow in the air, and even the red wine is a little hot. Before the fire wall, those innocent singers without any ability were singing and dancing softly. They took the Duke. The gold coins of the house are required by the magician of Wales to be ** and charming.

They don't know that maybe the pink will turn into dust the next second.

But Wells snapmed his finger, and the wall of fire dispersed without any fluctuation. It was as calm as it was at the beginning, and quickly melted into the air without a trace.

Maglin knew the gap between his real magician. If he met a magician at the level of Wells in the arena, there was no need to think too much about the end.

So, Maglin is exhausted from practicing martial arts every day, and then almost collapses when learning magic under the temptation of sex, and then practicing martial arts and then learning magic.

In the morning and dusk, time flows like this. Since Wang Gong was robbed, all the swords and shadows outside the duke's mansion have nothing to do with him.

The happiest part of every day is that before dinner, after taking a bath, Maglin and Grace sit in the courtyard and enjoy the sunset. If there is a rainy day, the two will move to the room to play chess.

In fact, learning is everywhere.

It's been a month, right?

"Okay, Maglin, let's go to the manor outside the city for a while tomorrow. I must teach you equestrian there." Harlem's voice sounded behind him.

Meglin, with a numb scalp, nodded quickly.

He was just surprised that Wells didn't come today. Harlem sneered and said, "Are you happy that Wells magician didn't come? I saw that when you were enjoying the song and dance alone today, I didn't notice that the young lady was looking at you.

When it comes to this matter, Maigrim is very embarrassed.

It was magic time before, and Maglin habitually walked to the other courtyard and lay there, but without Wells' interference, Maglin's heart was gradually hooked away by those dancers. Keres seemed to have been here, but Maglin only saw the corners of his clothes flash outside the door. When he went there at night. The two little maids said angrily that the young lady was not here.

After closing the door and listening to Harlem's words, Maglin knew that he had been caught.

Under the guidance of Wells, there was no discomfort in the gradually thick-skinned Maglin's facial expression. He just looked at Harlem inexplicably: "Uncle Harlem, what's wrong with her?"

"Insect, install again."

"Dude, did she go in the afternoon? I'm really learning how to dissipate magic."

"Are your eyes straight?"

"That's what Uncle Ween ordered me. He asked my appearance to cooperate with the environment, otherwise it would not be true. It is not conducive to deceiving others.

"You explain it to the young lady." Harlem looked at him with a sneer: "I think you have learned everything about the old Pooh."

"No, I'm far behind Uncle Wein's ability."

"It's good to know. What are these, hum. Go to the manor tomorrow and go to bed early. Don't expect the lady to talk to you today, poor guy.

Harlem turned around and left. Maglin sat on the threshold of the stone house and looked at the starry sky for a while, where he thought nervously, "How horrible will it be to summon the power of the stars and such magic?" It's really unimaginable."

Meglin's limbs, which have been raised recently, are now very powerful. Under the moisture of medicinal herbs, each of his muscles and bones have been very consolidated and developed, and the beautiful muscles have gradually been shaped. The explosive body is flowing with the blood of elves, which no one can know.

Maglin, who is sitting there, his eyes are particularly bright under the starlight, just like his name, a sharp glance.

The knights of the Duke's Mansion say that Maglin's eyes are very bright. Once he looks at people without a smile, these veterans sometimes feel some pressure.

Meglin didn't pay attention to these praises or praises, and even unavoidable flattery, but he shouted in his heart for a long time and asked Europa if there was any eye magic in elf magic.

The ancient elf king, who was annoyed by him, finally cursed: "Idiot, do you use your eyes to think to communicate the elements, or cry when you see the enemy, and then have enough water elements and then use water dragon to kill the enemy? Kill people with your eyes? It's up to you. Don't bother me, boy. I've been very busy lately.

Maglin was so scared that he didn't dare to speak or fantasize, but he found that Europa's voice was much louder. Maybe his efforts were effective?

The complacent Maglin didn't dare to disturb Orophil, who was said to be very busy. In addition to hard practice, he also practiced hard.

Thinking of these days, thinking of Grace, who must be angry, Maglin's eyes were shining, and there was a smile at the corners of his mouth. He felt that someone was looking at him.

Peep, observe.

Well, it's the two little maids. The loyal little maids grew up with Grace. When Grace was good to him, the two little girls were also very good. When Grace and herself were angry, they would immediately turn against each other.

It's completely a follower of Keres. Now he must have come to find out what he is doing.

Maglin smiled again. He thought that Grace was really a child, but it was better for girls to be like this. Allow her the right to be angry and coquettish, as long as she doesn't go too much. She is indeed a little out of a posture in the afternoon. Women are really touching.

Standing up, Maglin walked towards the house and closed the door casually.

The footsteps outside walked around, and the two little maids probably went back. Maglin is lying on his **, with his hands on his head, and he is going to learn equestrian tomorrow. It seems that my step-by-step is barely qualified?

I don't know if my strong body can exert the power of the Phantom. His father doesn't know what he is doing now. Richard changed his appearance and put on armor, next to Flame Sauron? McGrin experienced the harsh atmosphere of the army, and he couldn't believe that his father could stay there.

Will he repeatedly violate military discipline? Will he steal out of the barracks to drink? Will he riot with the good family near the station?

When will he come to find himself?

Maglin thought about his father like this and then gradually fell asleep. He knew that it was definitely not now. No matter how powerful his father was, this was the Duke's Palace. The strength of the guards here was unimaginable.

The more he understands the army and real martial arts, the more Maglin understands that there is no real genius in the world. After every drop of sweat, there will be peerless generals.

There may be personal talent and physical conditions, but there is no effort, nothing.

Maglin also vaguely felt that even if his father passed it on to himself, it was only experience and memory. The real phantom still needs to work hard.

Turning over, Maglin continued to sleep.

Upstairs not far from him, Keres also turned over. The little girl was looking at the long river in the night sky outside the window with hatred. The guy looked like he lost his soul in the afternoon. He was definitely not practicing any magic, let alone what Uncle Ween said, the expression of the environment.

His eyes are green!

This pervert!

Unexpectedly, he didn't worry about being angry at all. He sat on the threshold and smiled at himself, then patted his buttocks and stood up, and then went to bed?

Cris turned over again, but still couldn't sleep. She got up, put on her coat, gently went downstairs and walked towards Maglin. Along the way, the dead in the dark saw the young lady. The dead eyes turned rapidly in the dark. From the direction of the young lady, they knew that they were looking for Maiglin.

This is really embarrassing.

Miss went to find Maglin in the middle of the night. It's not good for us to see it. It's not good to see it. The officer will definitely order tomorrow.

But the two children don't know what protective measures. What if something happens and my wife blames her? No, I will swear collectively tomorrow that I don't see anything today, and I won't betray my comrades-in-arms.

The dead men are thinking nonsense.

Maglin's screams have sounded earth-shakingly.

Just three minutes ago, Orophile woke up the sleeping Maglin: "Kid, pay attention to the fact that there seems to be someone, oh, it's Cres."

It was at this time that Maglin knew why Orophile spent so much energy. He entrusted himself on the dream of the whole elf family, and Wang Riye actually guarded himself.

There was no time to be moved, and the door had been gently pushed.

Maglin looked at the darkness in horror. Cres stood there murderous and hesitated, "Is it a fireball to burn this bad guy's hair, or steal all his clothes?"

Wells' teaching finally prompted Maigreen to send out a spark of wisdom at this moment.

It's better to do it first.

Maglin suddenly let out an earth-shaking scream: "Ghost!"

Countless figures rushed to Mai Green's place in the Duke's Mansion, but the closer they got, the more the dark whistles who could see Grace enter had a headache. They didn't know whether it was better to go out or not.

At this time, Keres was already scared. She screamed and turned her head and rushed out of the house.

Now, the dead can't move anymore. What's wrong with you, Miss? Maglin's magician won't accidentally hurt the lady in a daze, will he? In the event of an accident, there will be dozens of military sticks.

So the sea of people surrounded Miss Criss, and Maglin in the room also rushed out angrily: "I just saw a dark shadow who was about to draw a knife. I thought Uncle Harlem was coming to attack again. Huh, Grace? Just now, was it you just now?"

"No, it's not." Grace danced his hands awkwardly.

Old Harlem looked at the children with tears and laughter. Does Kerris want to clean up Maglin in the middle of the night? But people around me don't think so. They are thinking, wow, Miss touched Maglin's room in the middle of the night? The girl who really dares to love and hate is worthy of being the girl of the duke's family.

Cris finally turned around and left.

The little girl has found a place to hide, and there is no drill in the earth magic she knows.

And Meglin seemed to be a little embarrassed. He hurriedly put on his coat and hurriedly chased Grace: "I'll see you off."

"Go away."

"What's wrong with you?" The lady's questioning is in front.

In the firelight, the lady was standing there with a smile, looking at her daughter and the scolded dog blood sprayer, but she didn't know how to be a good silly boy Maiglin.

"He bullied me." Grace ran over crying.

After losing such a big person tonight, Keres hated Maigreen, but she never thought that Maigreen was intentional.

Orophile sighed in Maglin's mind, "In those years, if I were so bad as you, I wouldn't have lost."

Maglin is ashamed.

Kryce cried and acted coquettishly, teasing the veterans around her who watched her grow up with a snicker. When several veterans returned to their posts, they walked past Maglin. Everyone actually patted him on the shoulder, and then showed the man's full admiration eyes to Maglin.

Maglin looked at the lady in a cold sweat. She didn't know whether to enter or retreat. The lady said to him, "Meglin, go and have a rest. It's so hard every day."

With so many people, Maglin can only take this opportunity to leave immediately.

Old Harlem followed him in a ghostly way, and his clothes had not been taken off. Maglin asked in surprise, "Didn't you take a shower today?"

"Hmm." Old Harlem sneered: "What do you mean by thinking that Uncle Harlem is coming to attack again? Last time I just went to see if you were asleep.

Last time in the middle of the night, Maglin, who was almost hit by old Harlem with a stick, gritted his teeth and looked at him. He remembered that old Harlem roared at him and said, "Be alert, soldier."

Why didn't Eurofield wake up last time?

"At that time, you didn't have the same quality as you do now. That will make Harlem misjudge your strength and be bad for your development. If you have nothing to do, don't toss around. I'll have a rest." After saying that, Eurofield was silent again.

Maglin walked with his head down.

Go to your own house and get ready to close the door. Old Harlem walked around the house and looked at Maigreen with his hands behind his back: "Get up early tomorrow. I'll call you."

Maglin nodded repeatedly, hoping that this guy would leave quickly.

As soon as he closed the door and lay down again, Maglin covered the quilt and smiled secretly. At this time, Grace was crying and being blamed by his wife. The lady asked her daughter with her arms out, "Meglin works so hard every day, and you still scare him in the middle of the night."

"He, he." Crays was embarrassed to say that he was jealous.

Madam asked with a heavy face, "What's going on?"

Under pressure, the two little maids chose to betray the little master and turn to their wife, so they whispered about Maiglin's hateful performance in the afternoon and Maiglin's rudeness in the evening. The maids on the side of the young lady angrily portrayed Maigreens as a lustful and ungrateful person, which made the young lady unfriendly. Bad people who are often sad.

The problem is that the proud magician Miss Crace thinks it's too much. This will make you have no face in front of your mother.

So Cress argued that it was not like this. The little maids misunderstood. They wanted to test Maglin's reaction, but they didn't expect him to be so timid that he was afraid of ghosts.

The little maids looked at their young lady in despair. The young lady didn't hate Maglin very much. What kind of bad guy do you have? The two little maids knelt there and regretted that they had just had a quick mouth.

The lady couldn't help laughing and looked at her daughter and said quietly, "Don't ask how it is. That's not good. Well, I'll talk to Winnie tomorrow. Don't do this mess."

Creath pondered for a moment and agreed.

"Then you can also relax your heart. Go to sleep." The lady laughed.

"Mother!" Grace rushed into his wife's arms again, making the lady laugh. Only two little maids were still worried there, and it was estimated that she would be scolded by the young lady.

A ridiculous night passed like this, and another day began with Maglin's scream, because this time Harlem touched into his room. Then he poured a glass of cold water into Maglin.