Shaoko frowned and gently turned the staff, "They live here too?" Master Roland shook his head, "No, Master Xueye, some of their later mages did not live with us, maybe because of the different factions between them."

"Let them leave here and return to their own residence. I think we have this right." Shaoko pondered for a moment and whispered his solution to Master Roland.

Before Master Roland could answer, the young mage leading the other side burst into laughter, "Haha! Just because you still want us to go back? If it weren't for the female mages guarding them, I would have gone there to invite them to us." After saying that, he glanced at Shaoke with disdain.

Master Roland whispered: "Master Snow Night, he was originally from here. His father is a nobleman. Although he is the lowest-level baron, I heard that they have a close relationship with the people in the Mage Union." Master Roland still wanted to say something, but Shaoko waved his hand to stop him.

"If I remember correctly, this courtyard does not belong to you." Shaoke tightened his cloak. He didn't care about the reasons for the dispute between these mages, but just because the other party made too loud noises disturbed his magic learning.

The mage on the opposite side waved his staff and wanted to say something, but Shaoke suddenly chanted the spell of "Fireball Technique". Because according to the rules here, after the mages who do not belong to this courtyard came here, after the other mages sent a message to let the other party leave, if the other party still did not leave, the mages could freely deal with this mage who was not subject to the rules, but the premise was that you had this ability.

The large fireball of the washbasin was formed at a speed slightly slower than using his hands to form a seal with a sharp increase in mental power and magic power during this period. Under the surprised gaze of the mages around him, the fireball with its long flame tail blasted towards the mage who came back to his senses.

In horror, the mages around hurriedly turned on the protective spell on their robes. Because the distance was too close, they were really worried that the splashing flame would fall on them.

After releasing the spell, Shaoke quickly activated the first-level protective spell that was brought on the robe.

After seeing Shaoke released the spell, he was a little panicked, but he quickly opened the magic circle on his robe and then pronounced several syllables in ancient magic. The ruby ​​at the top of his staff suddenly exploded, and a second-level protective spell quickly protected him.

The fireball hit the opponent's head heavily under Shaoko's mental lock. Although it broke the first-level protective spell, when facing the second-level protective spell, the "fireball" just hit and exploded, and the flames scattered. In addition to causing some shock to the mages at close range, it only made the opponent's second-level protective spell shake, and did not break the opponent's protective spell.

Seeing that the spell effect was not obvious, Shaoke quickly chanted the "Sky Ray" spell, the most penetrating spell among the first-level spells. The red light as thick as an egg suddenly passed through the fireball that the opponent had just released, and penetrated the second-level protective spell that the opponent stimulated, shattering the opponent's head.

At this time, the other mages became panicked. Shaoko had no time to dodge the fireball that had lost control due to the death of the spell caster. Fortunately, the fireball had destroyed the spell structure by the spell he had just released, and its power was greatly weakened. Therefore, the bombardment on Shaoko who turned around in time did not bring him much damage. It just broke the first-level protective spell, some flames fell on his back and burned.

Fortunately, relying on the materials of the second-level robe, the flames were finally blocked. Moreover, Master Roland released the zero-level "frozen rays" in time. Regardless of whether this would cause any damage to Shaoke, he extinguished the flames in an instant.

The first showdown between Shaoke and the same-level mage happened in this unpredictable situation, and it ended quickly after releasing two first-level spells. However, it ended with one death and one injury.

The second-level mages in the courtyard rushed over quickly, avoiding the greater chaos that might occur. Faced with these more than a hundred and dozens of second-level mages, the dozens of mages who came here to look for trouble stood there with ugly faces and didn't dare to move. Some famous mage even saw the energetic mage lying on the ground just now, and couldn't help but take a few steps back and leaned against the companion behind him.

Faced with this situation, the mages Roland and the newly arrived mages were all worried. They were worried that Shaoke would be punished if he had just killed a mage of the same level here, and they were worried that the family of the dead mage would cause trouble for them. They were also worried that the mages who had been here for several years were disgusted.

After a second-level mage looked at the injured position of Shaoko, he frowned and said, "When did you release spells like this? When did the effective distance of the 'Fireball Technique' become so close? Wouldn't you avoid a little further and attack?" Although he said that, he still chanted a spell with his staff. The first-level healing spell "removing pain" was soon released to the burn on Shaoko's back. A gray light kept twisting at the wound. After lasting for a while, it slowly disappeared.

Shaoke moaned in pain. Just when the flames burned his skin, the feeling reminded him of death and the monsters he had hunted with fireballs. He felt like a robber who was ignited by the flames, and a despair of death floated into his heart.

Although the recovery spell lasted for a short time, the effect was very good. At least Shaoko felt that the pain muscles on his back were suddenly cooled, and the biting cold caused by the release of the spell by Master Roland also disappeared.

"Thank you!" Shaoke stood up hard and stood up straight, and a stream of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, which was already dry and cracked.

The mage who released the healing spell glared at the new mages, "Don't you know to reduce the opponent's spells first? Even the zero-level spell can reduce some of the power of the fireball." After saying that, he turned his head to look at Shaoko who was standing aside, and said angrily: "Go back to your room to rest, and leave it to us."

Shaoko shook his head. He didn't want to leave the mess to others after the incident, and he was not worried about being punished by the military for this incident.

The mage who treated Shaoke shrugged and pointed at his injured part, "I think you should go back and rest for a while. I guess your internal organs are shocked. I'll ask a doctor to diagnose you later. After all, they are professionals."

Shaoke nodded and thanked the mage.

The new mages around looked at Shaoko who became increasingly ugly with a surprising look. They really didn't understand that the mage in front of them was here to kill a mage of the same level, and it was the son of a nobleman. Only Master Roland and the few new mages thought about it before letting go of their worries.

A third-level mage came soon. Shaoke found that it was still the mage who received them for the first time. The other party looked at the dead body with half a head missing on the ground, then looked at the other protagonist who was still standing, and smiled and said, "It seems that your casting status is good, but I suggest you better slow down the time of meditation. I think if you continue like this, even if you are promoted to a third-level mage, you will collapse in the bed and permanently lose the qualification to cast spells."

Shaoke nodded, "I have noticed this situation and will be careful in the future." The third-level mage shook his head, "I hope you can still maintain your current state next time you meet you."

After saying that, the third-level mage pointed to the mages who came to find a problem and said, "Please carry him out and throw him there, and leave here immediately." After saying that, he turned his head and smiled at Shaoke, "I think your approach today has helped me a lot. It seems that we don't need to think about this example anymore. Haha!"

Faced with the orders of the third-level mage, the dozen mages carried the body of the leader in panic and ran outward. Soon the mages returned to their past peace again. Only the new mages were still watching Shaoke. They were still confused about their behavior just now and why they were not punished.

After Shauko nodded to Master Roland, he put his broken cloak back into his house. As the second-level mage said, he felt that his internal organs were damaged, and it was quite serious.

After taking some auxiliary drugs, Shaoke quickly began meditation because he just habitually wanted to restore the consumed mental and magic power at the fastest speed.

The doctor's arrival interrupted his meditation. After the middle-aged doctor took a brief examination of Shaoke's wound, he took out some ointments and applied them on it. Finally, he gave him some internal medicine and hoped that Shaoke could take the medicine on time, because this could speed up the rapid healing of the wound.

After asking the other party about some taboos for taking medicine, Shaoke felt relieved because these drugs would not delay him from taking auxiliary drugs for meditation. However, the doctor was worried that this would slow down the already weak internal organs under the erosion of magic and mental power, but Shaoke didn't care about these at all.

After the meditation, Shaoke carefully recalled what he had just done, and finally beat his thigh in annoyance. He didn't know why he did such an impulsive thing just now.

According to regulations, the military headquarters will never give him any punishment, but at this stage he can only hide in the military camp and not go out. Otherwise, he would not be able to guarantee whether there would be people like the God's Archer assassination when walking in this chaotic city. After all, the other party's father is a noble here. Although he is the lowest-level noble, he still has a certain amount of power.

In the evening, Master Roland arrived at Shaoko. He looked at Shaoko who was leaning on the bed and reading a book and said excitedly: "Master Snow Night, you have paid such a great price for our affairs. How should I repay you?" Master Roland refused to sit down and stood in front of Shaoko's bed to perform the mage etiquette, and said in a little fear: "If the fireball has not destroyed the magic structure, the consequences are really unimaginable."

Shaoke sat upright, put his hair down gradually, and said, "There is nothing to worry about. Although this time is dangerous, isn't I okay? Next time we learn this lesson." Shaoke paused, "After doing something, don't regret whether you should do it, don't worry about the consequences, because even the most powerful mages cannot turn back time. All we have to do is learn from this experience. Next time I face this situation, I think there will be a better way to deal with it."

After talking to Shaoke for a while, Master Roland invited him to attend to tonight's banquet. "Master Snow Night, I think you can go and see it. Those female masters are easy to make people feel close to each other, and the sutra master also went tonight. We can talk to her. I think this will be of great help to us."

Shaoke shook his head and waved the book in his hand and said, "Master Roland, go! I won't go. I don't think the wound on my back is allowed to do such things." Seeing that Master Roland was a little bit self-blame, Shaoke quickly comforted him: "Master Roland, I didn't blame you. This can only be blamed for myself...too impulsive, I think you understand."

Master Roland thought for a while, "Yes, impulse, it's impulse. Master Xueye, I think you should go out for more walks, otherwise it would be easy for people to feel depressed when staying here for a long time to learn spells. I think you have this kind of impulse today, which should be related to this." Master Roland expressed his views with some uncertainty.

Shaoke thought about it and felt that what the other party said made sense. If the pressure brought by long-term promotion and the trouble caused by low strength were not relieved in time, it might cause such a too intense impulse. After all, he would not go out for a few days like other mages, and he did not have the same kind of people in his room to talk to him.

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