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The surrounding streets were quiet.

The townspeople did not dare to speak.

Someone showed a resentful expression: "How can you do this? How can you do this to the rescue hero?"

He wanted to stand up for Andrew, but was held back by his companions.

In Wildfire Town, Archmage Hobart is high and noble, but ordinary townspeople can do so as long as they don't offend him.

But Raymond is different, it's not enough to not offend, you have to hide!

Seeing that Raymond's big hand like a bear's paw was about to touch Andrew's shoulder——

Andrew was expressionless and finally spoke, and said, "Master Hobart said that I can live for a week. Before that, no one can touch me. And the sheriff seems to have forgotten that I am still Master Hobart. apprentice."

When the words fell, Raymond's palm stopped and stopped in front of Andrew, not daring to really fall.

The core meaning of Andrew's words is: Hobert said that I will die in seven days. Before that deadline comes, will you try to touch me? Come on, let me touch you! You'll see if Hobart will trouble you.

This may not work for other people, but for Raymond, it is more effective for lung burns than the water spirit technique!

Because Raymond really cared about Hobert, and really wanted to please the old magician.

Raymond's face at this time was a little wonderful.

When he was used to bullying others, he appreciated the other's begging or meaningless resistance.

But he never expected: this kid in front of him will use the old magician to press himself! ?

Seriously?

I don't know who was angry at Archmage Hobert last night and said "I have no obligation to answer your question"?

Reason is saying: What's the matter, and the kid is bluffing, beating him up!

The hand could not fall.

The main thing is Andrew's attitude, it's too calm! On the contrary, it made Raymond a little bit incomprehensible.

His face was cloudy for a while, and finally Raymond looked up to the sky with a haha, and said with a smile: "Just kidding, just kidding, don't be so serious."

The big hand finally fell, patted Andrew on the shoulder, and turned away.

It wasn't until Raymond's figure was gone that the townspeople's repressed panting sounded again.

"Raymond..."

Andrew watched the other person's back disappear on the street corner, and snorted coldly.

Just moved Hobert out to press Raymond, which was not what he wanted.

But no way, the time is not ripe.

Don't say that I only have a non-combat magic skill such as "Water Spirit Art", even if I have successfully unlocked combat-type water magic from "Water God's Tears", in the situation just now, I still can't really Start playing.

Just scare them away.

"However, this Raymond should react soon, I'm just bluffing..."

Andrew gritted his teeth slightly and said in his heart, "It seems that the preparations for the battle have to be stepped up."

Pick up your steps again, and walk in the direction of the "Living Cemetery" with a faster and more stable step.

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...

Hobert has been feeling uneasy these past two days.

Now think about it, the explosion accident caused by the failure of the experiment last night was not a calculation error at all.

But he made a small mistake during the experiment and made a wrong step, which caused a fire.

"Well, is it because of that 'mission' after all?"

Hobert sighed, "My old man just wants to come to this remote town to retire, why does the trade union still send me such a tricky task..."

The housekeeper's knock on the door interrupted the old mage's thoughts: "Sir, Miss Barbara from the 'Warm Merchant Guild' has arrived in town."

Are you here?

Hobart nodded: "Okay, I'll go out to meet you."

In this world, the power of the magical guild is far greater than that of the world.

Hobart is only a fire magician in name, but he is the real master of Wildfire Town, not the sheriff Raymond, nor the seemingly vulgar mayor who is actually very cunning.

Because of this, the arrival of the third lady of the Warm Fire Chamber of Commerce was handled by Hobert, not the mayor or the sheriff.

"Do you want to inform Mr. Mayor?" the butler asked.

"No need," said the old magician, "you go back first."

"Okay, my lord."

After the housekeeper left, the old magician was expressionless and opened a corner of the curtain.

He looked out the window, and saw a motorcade slowly stop at the end of the avenue leading into and out of the town.

The team of the Warm Fire Chamber of Commerce.

An ugly smile appeared on Hobert's old face.

"Although it's not my will, but there is no way, I can't refuse the union task."

The old magician looked at the heroic girl who was leading the team, smiled and sighed, "You don't know that this Wildfire Town is your dead place...Miss Barbara!"

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...

At the same time, Andrew had come to the gate of the Living Cemetery.

I thought it would be a lifeless atmosphere, but the actual situation is completely different from what I expected!

In the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, people gathered lively, drinking bad wine, eating snacks, and playing a chess and card game that seemed to be similar to Mahjong.

"This...Am I going to the wrong place? But this is indeed a 'Living Cemetery' sign."

Andrew was a little confused.

Unlike Ivan, the hunter who hid alone and waited to die alone after being injured in his lungs, the residents of this living cemetery huddled together for warmth and greeted the coming death with a smile!

"I'm still thinking, when will you come to us."

A slightly hoarse and very charming female voice sounded aside.

Andrew turned his head to look over, his eyes lit up involuntarily.

To put it simply, this is the first beautiful woman Andrew saw after crossing into this world.

This is a very charming woman. She looks twenty-seven, her facial features are not perfect, but she has a pair of eyes that can talk.

The figure is even more exquisite and hot, even if he is just wearing the most common style of dress in this different world, the curve can't be concealed.

"It looks better than Banhua who was chatting up before I crossed over. The key is that this figure is a bit foul, right?"

Andrew coughed and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Anya, the boss here."

The woman stretched out her hand with a smile, looking very generous, "Andrew, right? Welcome to the Living Cemetery!"

Andrew reached out and gently shook Anya's little hand, and immediately retracted it.

A strange color flashed in Anya's beautiful eyes, and she smiled and said, "Your heroic actions last night have already been passed on to us..."

At this time, a little boy came out of the hotel, jumping up and down: "Sister Anya, can I go out to play for a while? Cough cough."

There was a gentle look in Anya's eyes, and she rubbed the boy's sparse hair: "Go, be safe, don't play for too long."

When the little boy ran away, Anya turned around and said, "How is it? Are you considering staying with us? You can also see that the conditions here are just average, and the advantage is that the room fee is almost nothing. If death is inevitable, at least face it side by side."

Andrew thought for a moment and asked, "Can I take a look first?"

A strange color flashed in Anya's eyes again, as if surprised that Andrew could be so calm and calm with less than a week left.

But she didn't ask much, nodded and said, "Of course, please come with me."