1642 Snow Swan Silver Feathers (1/2)

Edited by Aelryinth

The difference in strength was too great. The frost immediately froze the young man's solid. The process only took a few seconds.

The ranger was dumbfounded. He stood there, too scared to intervene.

The tourists were terrified too. They did not expect the alive and well young man to turn into ice and die so quickly!

Bartholomew smiled after glancing at his artwork. He turned around and went up the mountain.

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No one dared to stop him. The ranger even forgot to alert the Magic Association. Bartholomew soon disappeared from their sight.

Bartholomew went into the woods. He halted in his track, as if he was waiting for someone.

Some time later, a man wearing a hat concealing half his face came by. He had a chilly aura.

”Did you bring it?” the man with a hat said.

”Of course!” Bartholomew tossed the briefcase he was carrying to the man.

The man treated the briefcase very seriously. He quickly caught it and carefully opened it to check its contents.

”Don't worry, we have a brilliant pharmacist, too. It should be on par with a Tyrant Titan's heart,” Bartholomew said.

”It's very important to us, we can't afford anything to go wrong,” the man said.

”That won't happen on my side,” Bartholomew smiled.

The man was about to say something when he heard some movement from the trees nearby.

”Someone is following you!” the man grunted.

”It's not that big of a deal, I took something just now. I bet the Magic Association has sent someone over because of it. I can handle them myself,” Bartholomew smiled.

”Humph, you know the consequences if anything goes wrong!” the man snorted, before hiding behind a tree. His figure faded away under the shadow. It was difficult to notice his existence without taking a close look.

”Come on! I, Bartholomew, have been in the Guild of the Wicked for so many years. Do I really need to be scared of a little Magic Association? Just go, leave it to me,” Bartholomew said indifferently.

The man backed away to a certain distance, but he did not leave the area. He was even more cautious now. He wanted to see who the people were. He had been told that someone was on their trail recently. He did not want any trouble, as it would only displease someone!

Some time later, a young man and woman showed up in the woods. They went straight for Bartholomew with menacing faces.

”What now? Did they only send you two here? Is that really how Athen's Magic Association treats the Verdon Dusk?” Bartholomew was a madman. He chose not to leave even after he knew the people of the Magic Association were going to show up soon.

”What Verdon Dusk?” Mo Fan replied, confused.

Bartholomew had never lacked for women. Not just every woman was able to catch his attention either, yet he could not shift his gaze away as soon as he saw Mu Ningxue. How was it possible for a woman to be so gorgeous? It was his first time thinking that an Asian woman was actually truly attractive to him!

”I don't know you two, but it's normal for me to forget a thing or two, considering the number of things I've done. Why don't you remind me who you are?” Bartholomew asked. He was not worried at all.

”Xuexue, I think we might have found the wrong guy. This guy is a retard,” Mo Fan said after seeing Bartholomew's strange reaction.

”He should be the guy,” Mu Ningxue said.

”It's me, of course it's me, I'm honored to be in the thoughts of a beauty like you,” Bartholomew blurted out.

”Are you Bartholomew?” Mo Fan stepped forward and asked.

”Yes, I am Bartholomew.”