Omni-Magician

Chapter 17

After being dragged into the car, the leaf droop had not had time to struggle. As soon as his neck hurt, his consciousness was completely lost.

Needless to say, Quinn, who dragged him to the car, knocked him unconscious.

He was dizzy and muddled. I don't know how long later, ye Chui suddenly felt a burst of cold on his body. With the wet feeling, he knew that cold water had splashed on his body, which made him wake up at once. When his consciousness recovered, he didn't panic, but jumped up from the ground subconsciously. After all, he was a hacker who reached the peak in the last life, The hacker always walks in the dark, so he has enough vigilance.

Almost at the moment of waking up, he jumped up from the ground. Just as he stood upright, a long sword had been put on his neck.

It was Quinn who held the sword. In addition, Locke was standing next to him with a bucket in his hand. He must have been right when he splashed leaf droop just now, and buska was standing behind them.

"What is this place?" asked Ye Chui coldly, reaching out to his waist.

"This is a place where others will never find you." buska sneered. He glanced at Ye Chui's fumbling hand. "Don't look for your wand. I've been thrown into the fire for a long time. In addition, I took the 21 silver coins on you first. It's the first time you pay me back."

The wand and silver coins on his body were searched, which was not unexpected, but he heard some other meanings from buska's words: the first payment of my debt? He turned his head and looked around. His eyes soon focused on the tables and chairs in the corner of the small black room, a stack of parchment and a bottle of magic ink placed on the table, and, of course, the goose feather pen inserted in the ink bottle.

"You want to imprison me and help you make a magic scroll." Ye Chui guessed the reason why he was imprisoned. At the same time, he was quietly relieved: it seems that buska didn't intend to kill him directly.

And as long as there is no death, there is hope.

"You are very smart. People used to say that you are stupid and look fake. No wonder you can make hundreds of magic scrolls in three days," buska said coldly, "In that case, I won't talk nonsense with you. From today on, you make me 30 magic scrolls every day. I can guarantee that you will live here all the time. At the same time, I can also guarantee that your little sister Debbie won't do anything. You know, although she is a giant swordsman, she is only a second-class swordsman after all. If I want to deal with her, I will be very happy Easy. "

Hearing these words, ye Chui was inexplicably angry: "if you dare to move Debbie, I won't spare you."

"Ha ha." buska was indifferent to Ye Chui's threat. The magician without a magic wand had no threat at all. What's more, even if ye Chui had a magic wand in his hand, he could not be the opponent of the two second-order swordsmen around him in this narrow room, so he sneered, "This is a business. Do as we say, then everything will be safe. When you pay off your debt to me, I will let you go."

Ye Chui certainly knew that there was no so-called day to pay off the debt, but he still asked, "when can I pay off your debt?"

"One year, two years, three years... When I'm satisfied."

Buska said with some greed. He smiled coldly, waved to Locke and queen, turned and walked out of the room. Queen and Locke followed, and the door of the room was closed with a loud bang.

Outside the room was a dark corridor. Buska's fat face was a little excited. He turned and told the two second-class swordsmen: "look at him well, let him hand over 30 magic scrolls every day on time, and always be on guard against any tricks to be painted by him." with this, he probably thought of the fact that his son was mutilated by Leaf Pendant with scrolls. He said in a deep voice, "The boy is very slippery."

"Mr. buska, I don't understand. This boy is just a second-order magician. Why bother to imprison him? A magic scroll is only the income of more than 40 copper coins." Quinn complained a little unhappily. He was killed by the [lightning] hanging from the leaves half a month ago Concentration, now his face still has the scars of that time, but he has a lot of resentment against Ye Chui.

"What do you know?" buska glared at Quinn, "This boy has a great ability to write magic scrolls. His speed is comparable to that of intermediate and advanced magicians. But who will write this basic magic scroll when the magician reaches intermediate and advanced levels? So this boy is a treasure. As long as he is imprisoned and let him write magic scrolls continuously, we will guard a treasure mountain and lock him up for a year, he can make 10000 magic Scrolls for us Scroll, this is fifty gold coins. This money is more expensive than your two lives combined! "

Quinn and Locke's eyes lit up when they heard buska's words. Ordinary low-level magicians can only write about 10 magic scrolls a day, and ye Chui can write 30. This is really unusual.

Buska then snorted coldly: "I'll let Debbie spit out the 100 gold coins Ye Chui cheated from me sooner or later, but now, you'll take a good look at the hammer head for me!"