Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.
Three days later, early in the morning, Buska had his coachman get his carriage ready. The carriage traveled two blocks and arrived in front of the most important Stardust Avenue in Stan City.
The Lord's residence of Stan City is located on this Stardust Avenue. Therefore, ordinary carriages are not allowed to pass through this street. Only vehicles belonging to the nobility can travel freely on this avenue. And the most prosperous place in the entire Stan City is undoubtedly the Stardust Avenue. Buska asked the groom to park his carriage at one end of the street. He stood on tiptoe, sizing up the imposing houses and various shops on both sides of the street, his heart filled with envy.
When will I, Bousca, be able to have a house of my own here too... Hey, my son Kerry is now a guard of the city Lord's Mansion, a fourth-rank swordsman. With his talent, his future is boundless. Maybe he can even become a seventh-rank senior swordsman. At that time, according to the laws of Stan City, he can obtain the title of a noble, and it won't be impossible for him to start a family business here...
In the gentle breeze of the early morning, Bouska was having a sweet dream.
Then Buska thought of Anthony's magic hut and snorted coldly.
This little shop is nothing. My son works in the city Lord's Mansion and is off today. I have the transfer contract written by that little girl Debbie herself. Even if I completely smash his magic shop, I won't hold him legally responsible. I think what they are going to do today!
At this moment, Buska suddenly saw a tall figure walking towards him on the Stardust Avenue, dressed in a black iron armor with magic patterns imprinted on it. Who could it be if it wasn't his son, Kerry? This set of black iron armor is the standard outfit for the guards on duty in the city Lord's mansion. There are also defense spells engraved by mages on it. This set of armor can't be obtained without several dozen silver coins on the market, and it's an genuine item that you can't buy even if you have money.
"Kerry!" Buska came forward with a smile.
"Father!"
Kerry was a tall and strong twenty-year-old man who looked rather fierce. At this moment, he walked up to Buska with a strange expression and asked, "Why are you here?" What happened?
"Get in the car first. We'll talk in the car."
Busca pulled his son onto the carriage, ordered the coachman to turn back, and charged directly towards Anthony's magic hut.
In the car, Buska retold what had happened in the past two days. At the end, he said to Kerry, "Those two idiots, Locke and Quinn, couldn't even deal with those two kids. In the end, they were beaten and injured by that good-quality magician. So this time it's up to you, Kerry. Teach them a good lesson. Anyway, we have the contract in hand. It doesn't matter if we smash his store."
It's a piece of cake to deal with those two brats. Kerry gave a sneer and then said in confusion, "But I remember that little magician was only a second-level magician, right? I heard he wasn't very interested in attacking spells and only knew some life-like ones. How could he have injured Quinn?"
"Humph! I only realized it later. It must have been just by chance that that little rascal cast the attack spell. Poor me for the crystal guardian spell I bought with thirty silver coins!" " Buska said angrily.
"So that's it. Then it's much easier." Kerry said with a fierce look on his face, "For a fourth-level swordsman like me, this is a piece of cake. Father, just see how I teach them a lesson!"
...
At the same moment, in front of Anthony's magic hut, Little Debbie was sitting on the steps with a serious look on her face.
There was an indescribable air of determination on her cute little face. She was wearing a simple armor, which was a birthday present from Old George on her fourteenth birthday. Her defense was not high, and in Stephen's eyes, it was more like a COSPLAY prop... Now Debbie is fifteen years old and her body has grown a bit. This simple armor is no longer suitable for her. Wearing it makes her figure look even slimmer. And the huge sword, which is even larger than her, standing on one side makes her figure look extremely petite.
The entire scene was extremely discordant in Stephen's eyes.
The little girl's well-prepared look made many passers-by who passed by the shop in the early morning look somewhat surprised and stop to watch.
Stephen, frowning and carrying a bag in his hand, walked up to Debbie. He was a little nervous about what was going to happen today and asked her in a low voice, "Can't we think of other solutions to this matter?" For instance, could you talk to the city Lord's Mansion?
"We're just a small store. The City Lord's Mansion doesn't bother to care about our little shop at all. Besides..." Debbie bit her lip. "According to the law, the Magic Hut now belongs to Buska. Even if the city Lord's Mansion is willing to handle this matter, they will stand by their side, unless we can destroy that contract."
Saying this, Debbie turned her head and glanced at Stephen, her eyes filled with deep concern: "Hammer, it's windy outside. You go back inside the house."
Stephen: "..."
He's so frail that he can't be so weak in constitution, can he?
Stephen shook his head and stepped out of the store. Suddenly, a cold wind blew and he couldn't help sneezing. Stephen was speechless immediately. His physique was really extremely weak...
It seems that I need to exercise well in the future.
He rubbed his nose and sat down beside the girl with the giant sword, smiling and saying, "This magic hut belongs to the two of us. When we encounter any danger, it's the two of us who will bear it. We'll face it together later."
A trace of warmth involuntarily appeared on Debbie's originally rather cold face, and then a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes: "Hammerhead, why do I feel that you've changed a bit recently? Before, you were timid and always hid behind me when everything happened. Now, why have you suddenly become a bit manly?"
Hearing Debbie's words, Stephen broke out in a sweat, thinking that staying by the side of this girl with a huge sword, it would probably be quite difficult for the former Hammerhead to find some of his own masculinity... He thought for a moment and said, "The boss is already dead. Before he left, he entrusted you to me. As a man, I can't let you take care of me. There are some things I have to do. You are my unmarried wife. Don't forget Old George's entrustment."
"Phew! Who wants to be your wife!" Debbie's face turned red and she hurriedly said. Then she suddenly saw the carriage speeding towards her. She raised her eyebrows and grabbed the hilt of the huge sword with one hand. In one go, she lifted the hundred-pound sword. "They're coming. The hammer head will hide behind me. Be careful. Don't worry. The giant swordsman is the most powerful among all the swordsmen. Even a fourth-level swordsman, I have the strength to fight!"
"..." Looking at the girl's resolute face, Stephen shook his head. If it were the old hammerhead, he might really have been hiding behind Debbie. But Stephen was different. He was a man. When a man is like this, he should do something.
Bousca's carriage has stopped on the street in front of the small shop.
The car door opened and Carrie, dressed in black armor, jumped out. When he saw Stephen and Debbie, who were fully prepared, a look of utter contempt appeared on his face. He looked down at the two of them from a height and said, "You're overestimating yourself!"
"Little Debbie, I'll ask you one last question!" Buska jumped off the carriage as he spoke. Due to his excessive weight, he stumbled and almost fell down. After straightened up while supporting the horse, he continued, "Come out of the magic store obediently. I can consider letting you off. Otherwise, hey, my son's sword won't show any mercy."
Swish!
Debbie's tiny arm raised the huge sword, swung it once, and pointed the tip of the sword at Kerry: "Stop talking nonsense. Let's fight first!"