"Is it the Dragon Clan?"
"It's the carriage of the Dragon Clan! Quick! Get out of the way!"
The pedestrians on both sides of the street exclaimed as they saw the black dragon flag on the carriage. It was as if they had encountered a scourge.
"Dragon Clan?" Dean was startled. The image of the Dragon Clan's girl flashed in his mind. He quickly moved to the side of the road to avoid the carriage.
The people gathered at the roadside where the middle-aged magician was performing didn't react so quickly. Although they saw the carriage galloping over, it was too chaotic when they dispersed, causing several people to fall to the ground and grimace in pain.
"Ride!"
The knight in front of the carriage tightened the rope. The horse neighed as it stopped in front of the crowd.
"Bastards! Get out of the way!" The knight snapped the whip as he shouted at the people who had fallen to the ground.
The people on the ground were scared as they climbed up in panic. They didn't care about the pain as they apologized and moved to the side of the road.
The knight was ready to continue his journey. Suddenly the door of the carriage was pushed open. A green figure jumped out and landed next to the knight. It was a girl who was about 15 or 16 years old. She was wearing a green cheongsam. She was lively and smart. Her eyes were full of cunning and mischievous color. She looked at the middle-aged magician and said to the knight: "Is that a magic show? I want to see it."
The knight asked: "Miss, why did you come down?"
"I want to see magic!" The girl didn't answer the knight as she walked towards the middle-aged magician.
The knight was anxious as he quickly got off the horse: "Miss, we have to hurry."
"I already said, I want to see magic. If you want to hurry, you can hurry yourself," the girl said in annoyance.
The knight smiled as he knew that he couldn't change the girl's mind. He looked at the middle-aged magician: "Hey, didn't you hear the words of our family's miss? Hurry up and perform the magic! Be careful of your head if you don't perform well!"
The middle-aged magician's face turned pale: "Greetings, Miss Dragon. What kind of magic do you want to see?"
The young girl rubbed her chin and thought for a moment. Then, she said excitedly, "Let's see a live person. I heard that among your magic tricks, this is the most exciting. Hurry up, show me a live person. Hmph, you have to be careful. Don't let me see through your magic tricks. If your acting is too clumsy, I'll punish you!" She raised her hand and slid it across her neck. Her sparkling eyes were filled with intimidation, but together with her young and beautiful face, she gave off a kind of cute and mischievous feeling.
Sawing a living person again? Middle-aged magician almost choked out blood. He regretted that he didn't bring all the props today. He looked around and saw that the crowd had dispersed. Only a few blonde nobles were left. He hesitated as he saw Dean from the corner of his eyes. He immediately bowed to the girl: "Miss, we don't have enough manpower. Can we ask this person to cooperate with us?" He raised his hand and pointed at Dean.
Dean didn't expect trouble to find him even though he was so far away. His eyes flashed with killing intent. He wanted to leave as he was too lazy to take revenge. After all, he was going to leave tonight. He didn't have time to waste on these people. However the other party had repeatedly brought trouble to him. He couldn't restrain his killing intent any longer.
"Whatever. I'm waiting." The girl impatiently said.
The middle-aged magician was relieved as he called his assistants.
Several assistants came in front of Dean. One of them said in a cold tone: "Come over, please cooperate with us."
Dean narrowed his eyes as he saw the cold expression on the middle-aged magician's face. But he knew that the reason why the middle-aged magician dared to do this was because he knew that he would offend Miss Dragon if he resisted.
Dean took a deep breath as he restrained his killing intent. A mere street magician wasn't worth offending a big force like the Dragon Clan. He said in a cold voice: "Get out of the way."
The assistant's face changed. The one who spoke before angrily said: "You don't know what's good for you …"
Dean pushed the assistant's shoulder and strode towards the middle-aged magician: "Can we start?"
The middle-aged magician's eyes were gloomy as he coldly snorted. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face as he said: "Thank you for your cooperation. Please come inside." He opened the wooden box next to him.
The assistants quickly returned to the stage to assist the middle-aged magician in his performance.
"Next, Miss, please enjoy the big saw." The middle-aged magician bowed to the young lady.
"Stop nagging, hurry up!" The young girl wrinkled her nose.
The middle-aged magician's face showed a trace of awkwardness, but he quickly covered it with a smile. He turned around and winked at his assistant. He picked up the sharp sword beside him and said, "There is no band saw today, so I will stab someone alive. Everyone, this sword is definitely a real sword, please take a look …" As he said that, he slashed at the prop beside him. Instantly, the prop was cut in half.
Dean's eyes flashed as he listened to the middle-aged magician fiddling and exaggerating the atmosphere inside the wooden box. He was thinking about ways to kill people.
The middle-aged magician's opening was over and the official performance began.
Dean looked at the actions of the middle-aged magician through thermal vision. Although he couldn't see the sword in the middle-aged magician's hand but he could see every move of the middle-aged magician. He could easily judge the direction of the middle-aged magician's attack.
Whoosh!
The sharp sword pierced into the wooden box.
Dean had anticipated it and easily dodged it.
The middle-aged magician was relieved as he didn't feel that he had stabbed an object. It would be best if the magic was successful.
Whoosh!
The second sword pierced again.
Dean dodged again.
Then the third sword, the fourth sword … In the blink of an eye, ten swords were inserted into the wooden box from all angles.
The audience exclaimed in surprise. The people who had previously hidden to the side because they were afraid of this young lady of the Dragon Clan stood on the side of the road and watched from afar. Seeing this, they enthusiastically applauded and cheered.
"Huh?" The young girl exclaimed in surprise, a look of surprise on her pretty face.
The middle-aged magician was relieved when he saw the surprise on her face. At the same time, he felt proud as he said: "Miss, we will open the box now." He waved his hand to call his assistants.
The assistants immediately stepped forward and pulled out their swords. As the swords were pulled out one by one, the assistants were all incomparably shocked. None of the swords were stained with blood!
They knew that there was no mechanism in the wooden box!
Soon, all the swords were pulled out, and the box was opened, revealing Dean inside. His whole body was unscathed, but his clothes were cut in a few places. As he took a step forward, the backpack on his back suddenly fell off, but it was cut, and the clothes and belongings inside suddenly fell down.
Dean frowned.
He bent down to pick them up.
"Huh?" Suddenly, the girl in the audience exclaimed. The next moment, everyone felt a breeze pass by. The girl's figure was like a phantom as she jumped from the ground to the high platform. She said to Dean: "You, show me the thing in your hand."
Dean was surprised as he saw the girl talking to him. He handed over the purple handkerchief: "This?"
When the girl saw the purple handkerchief, the suspicion on her face suddenly turned into surprise. She looked up at Dean and was about to speak, but suddenly thought of something. The surprise on her face quickly disappeared, and she restored her previous smiling appearance, saying, "Nothing, I find you very pleasing to the eye. Come with me."
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