Chapter 216： trace (1/2)

The second chapter of the six chapters traces

”Your magic is much stronger than those bright magic.” Guevara leaned back on the back of his chair, his eyes narrow and his expression, as if he was so refreshed.

”It seems that you used to deal with the priests often?” Han Jin smiled, his hands gently tapping on Guevara's back, and then gave Steele a look.

Stillberg had a word in his mouth, and his fingertips slid a few times on the bowl of water in front of him, and a little bit of brilliance appeared out of thin air, then infiltrated into the water.

”Yeah.” Guevara nodded. He used to have a priest in his army. Of course he knew the priest's ability.

”To you.” Steelberg put the water up.

Guevara took the water and drank it, then leaned back on the back of the chair and sighed a little: ”I used to think that my life... it was like this, I didn't expect to meet you, huh... ...destiny? Right, Rafael, what do you want those black crystals to do?”

”Make a magical prop.” Han Jin said slowly.

“What kind of magic props can black crystals be used for?” Guevara sighed: “You don’t want to experiment indiscriminately, it’s very precious! If Zaguned had no black crystals, he didn’t think...”

”I know, you can rest assured.” Han Jin smiled and then sat next to Guevara: ”Your body is recovering very quickly. It seems that this time Steinberg is not lazy.”

”Young master, how can I?”, Steelberg called.

Guevara looked at her hand and slowly shook it into a fist, and slowly released it. She whispered: ”This way, after a few years, I can restore the strength of youth, huh, huh... if I can Live a few years.”

”Your body is so good, let alone a few years, no problem for decades.” Han Jin said with a smile: ”Now I can't release the powerful healing magic. Otherwise, you will recover much faster.”

Guevara’s brow suddenly wrinkled, and on the long-term perspective, no one here can compare with him. Although Han Jin repeatedly used ‘magic’ to cover up, Guevara can understand that the “magic” that Han Jin has mastered is completely different from the mainstream of the mainland! With the warrior-like melee ability, the terrible variation of the fireball, the 'telephoto' without cooling time, the long-range attack, the more effective healing effect than the bright magic, etc., together with enough to destroy the existing types of the continent. The power system is not destruction, it is destruction!

Now Han Jin’s strength is not strong enough, and the impact is not big enough. As time goes by, as Hanjin matures, the alternative power system he masters will sooner or later alarm some powerful existences, such as the Dragon Field, the Holy See, such as the Magic Guild. The Knights Union, there will be no less trouble in the future.

Guevara wants to talk to Han Jin carefully, but after seeing the relaxed smile on Hanjin’s face, he swallowed it back. Han Jin is still young, and the burden is now heavy enough. See this early. The world, there is no benefit to Hanjin, let's talk about it later, at least not now.

”Right, I want Yalina to make a gun for you, the real dragon gun.” Han Jin suddenly remembered something.

”Oh?”

Han Jin waved his hand and a long horn of nearly two meters appeared in front of him.

Guevara narrowed his eyes and looked at the dragon's horn. For a moment, he smiled and said: ”I am very old. You can't bear to see my old man rushing up and desperately?” The general knight heard that he would have a handle made with a dragon's horn. The guns will surely be happy, but Guevara thinks of the future.

”You really don't know the people.” Han Jin smiled.

Guevara grabbed the dragon's horn and gently stroked it with his hand. The mouth said carelessly: ”I forgot to tell you that you are preparing for these two days, and Howman wants to see you.”

”Haulman? The president of the Chamber of Commerce? You went to see him last time. Isn’t he not in the city?” Han Jin said with amazement.

”he is.”

”What does he mean?” Han Jin stunned: ”Deliberately hiding from you?”

”I can't talk about it, I don't see me because they don't have a unified opinion.”

”Do you think... hope big?”

”If it was before, I can't say it.” Guevara indulged for a moment: ”However, the appearance of Cold Shadow City also makes them feel nervous, want to continue the life of the past... Oh, it's impossible, if you let it cold The development of the studio, Liao Yacheng will soon become the fat in Chesham's mouth.”

Just then, Gibran hurried in from the outside, his face was very unsightly: ”Raphael, Charles is missing!”

”Missing?” Han Jinyi.

”Well, he didn't come back last night. Today, I went to the whole city with Julia and Winston, and I didn't find him.”

”Is it... what happened?”

”Impossible! Even if something happens, he should come back at night.” Gibran shook his head.

”Hayden them? Don't know what Charles is going to do?”

”do not know.”