Chapter 408 Emergency

The majestic voice resounding in the magician's guild finally gave a sigh of relief to these mages who wanted to do it but hesitated. With the president of the Magician Guild, Monroe's words fell down, and two mages in different costumes came out of the guild and made a gesture to him. Obviously, these two are the people who are really in charge of the leader of the guild. The mage who appeared at the door before, if nothing unexpected happens, is just a fake...

In the supreme temple of magic, Lance walked in, and the two leaders did not say much and turned away. In this spacious temple, there are only three people left at this moment, which seems to be somewhat similar to the scene in the temple.

The high magic throne, a figure supporting his head with his arms, seems to be thinking about something. He did not deliberately release his pressure, but inhaling, the breath was still full of the strong pressure of the superior.

There is no doubt that this is a real supreme and powerful holy magician. However, thinking about the age of the magic supreme and His Majesty's evaluation of him, combined with a farce in the guild today, it is difficult for Reims to have much admiration. What's more, it seems that this young magic mentor, the leader of the Mages Guild, is really a little immature. The place.

No matter how excellent a young man is, he will put away his arrogance, respect and sincerity in the face of a leader. It is definitely the first case like Lance, who does not blush or beat, and still secretly evaluates the heart and behavior of the magic mentor on the high platform.

It seemed that it did not have the effect of intention, and found that the teenager under the stage was in a state of desertion, and the magic supreme Monroe finally couldn't sit still. He slowly lowered his arm supporting his forehead and returned to the armrest of the throne. A faint voice of majesty sounded again: "Young man, are you Lance?"

With the magnificent sound of pressure, he awakened Lance from his thinking. He smiled, bowed his head and said, "It's Lance who has met the president."

"Hmm, the champion of the genius war is really brave. You are the first to make a scene in the Wizards Guild. You are the first to dare to come to see me with your child in your arms. The magic president spoke coldly.

Today's incident was originally the result of the discussion of the three supremes. It is not my fault to have such a mess. Lance has finally known why His Majesty deliberately reminded himself about Monroe, the president of the Sorcerers' Association. It seems that the Pope has long guessed that the mage leader would embarrass himself. Although I can't figure out why the strong man in the Holy Land wants to care about himself, Lance is naturally not a vegetarian. This time he came to talk about things. In the final analysis, he still asked the Magicians Guild, so it is not advisable to talk back.

"President, this is not my child. I'm not married yet. Where did the child come from? This is my sister." Lance is not good at quarreling with people. If Lan Jun is here, he will definitely come up with a better joke to deal with it. However, even so, such questions are still very useful, and success makes Monroe, who is not in a good mood, even worse.

However, this sentence was answered cleverly and successfully avoided Monroe's question. It was a rule to reply. Even if the people on the stage wanted to attack, there was no good reason or excuse.

"Hmm, sharp teeth and sharp mouth. In a few days, you jumped from a high-level level to become a great swordsman. Is that why you are so bold?

"I'm still far worse than you." Lance replied calmly. Now he is really convinced that what His Majesty said about Mage President Monroe before he left was absolutely unintentional, but he didn't understand why the leader of the Sorcerers' Association really couldn't get along with him. People had to bow their heads under the roof. Since Lance had promised His Majesty the Pope to go to the Western Continent, and his master Roland had also agreed, now that he came to the Wizards Association, it was natural to talk about cooperation. Therefore, although he was unhappy at this moment, Lance still suppressed his anger and expressed his words. Show submission.

However, when he heard Lance's words, the supreme on the high platform no longer seemed to be calm. His anger rose to the highest point in an instant, and then vented...

"Hmm! I don't bother to talk nonsense with you. If you want to lead the mage of the guild to the western continent, you must first see if you have this strength!" Monroe suddenly became angry for some reason. He snorted coldly, and his eyes lit up in an instant and locked Lance.

Lance didn't know why he angered the magic supreme, but it was obvious that the man on the throne had lost interest in talking and went straight to see the real chapter under his hand. The magic leader sitting on the high platform has been hiding his head and face in the dark, so Lance can't see his cheeks clearly and the outline of his face. Naturally, he doesn't know the other party's appearance and age. But now he can see a pair of eyes, which are extremely bright and full of the pressure of the Holy Land...

When he didn't agree, he did it directly. The first reaction in Lance's mind was that it seemed that the magic supreme was really not mature, and then he didn't have time to think about anything else, because no matter whether the other party was immature or not, this unparalleled sacred pressure was really real. The magical pressure of the horrible sanctuary enveloped Lance's body in an instant. He hummed and his face turned pale in an instant. The pressure of Monroe, the president of the Magician Guild, is not much compared with the pressure of the dark magic mentor Sainz, which he once felt in his previous life, and now is nine years earlier than his previous life...

At this moment, the thunder sword is not in hand, so Lance can only resist with his own strength. He really wants to curse and tell him that he still has a child with nothing to do. However, the suffocating pressure hit his body one after another, making De Lance unable to say a word at all. He could only try to control his breathing and fighting spirit and maintain his shaky figure, just like a small lonely boat struggling in the fierce waves of anger...

The cute rabbit, who has accompanied Cinella for many days, has already been shaken by this supreme pressure and bleed, and can't die any more. Lance did not expect such a situation at all, so he could only hold the little girl tightly in his arms and protect her with fighting spirit, trying to protect her from harm. However, as powerful as him, he is almost irresistible in this holy power, let alone a small child?

However, strangely, Cinderella did not bleed miserably, and even she was fine. The little girl was only slightly dull when the rabbit died, and then a stronger pressure came, and Lance's fighting spirit could no longer protect her. The little guy covered his ears and shouted unhaughtly. However, her voice did not seem to be transmitted at all in this silent sanctuary. She could only see her opening her mouth and seemed to be howling loudly and desperately, but there was no sound at all. Such a scene was inevitably a little strange.

Monroe's eyes stopped on the little girl. He also seemed to know that he was in a wrong state today. He forgot that there was still such a small child present. Originally, he just wanted to punish Lance. If he killed his little sister here by mistake, it would not be easy to explain with the college and the temple.

How long has it been since you got angry? The last time it seemed that it had been three years since he heard about a guy named Lan Jun... Monroe sighed in his heart and was ready to restrain his breath, but he didn't expect that the situation in the scene had undergone unimaginable changes.

Even with the protection of Lance's fighting spirit, the pressure of this holy magician is still unimaginable. If it is an ordinary child, he is likely to be stupid or die now. Cinella had nothing to do. She just covered her head, and then the pressure reached a limit, and she suddenly stopped howling. Putting down her small arms covering both sides of her ears, she calmed down in an instant and corrected her screaming head.

Her eyes suddenly turned abnormally red, looking at Monroe on the throne, and facing the bright eyes full of the pressure of the sanctuary...

Huh? This is..." The voice of the president of the Magician Guild is no longer full of deliberate deepness, revealing the young voice and age-appropriated shock to incredible things.