Then, there was a crisp "pa" sound …
The lobby became quiet, as if time had frozen. Ryan, who was tightly gripping his magic staff, looked at the young mage in front of him with a sluggish expression, his eyes filled with disbelief.
'Was that a slap just now?'
As if to prove that it wasn't an illusion, another slap echoed in the lobby just as this thought appeared in Ryan's mind.
Another slap in the face. The group of new shop assistants were all stunned. No way ….
"Go back to sleep if you haven't woken up yet. Why did you come to the Gilded Rose to talk in your sleep? Can you afford to delay my business?" Lin Yun cursed after the two slaps.
The gap between a Mage and a Great Mage was truly insurmountable. Even Lin Yun couldn't surpass that gap, but spells were different. Lin Yun had at least a dozen ways to restrain the Blood Vines.
In Noscent 30,000 years in the future, Lin Yun had even fought against a real Bloodsucking Abyssal Vines. What could a mere imitation spell do?
Lin Yun didn't even need to use mana. He directly threw a Magic Hell Fire to burn that evil Abyssal Vines. After all, Magic Hell Fire was the natural nemesis of Bloodsucking Vines. Just a bit was enough to turn an ocean of Bloodsucking Vines into ashes.
That Magic Hell Fire had originally been extracted from a Magic Hell Stone by Lin Yun a few days ago. At the time, he wanted to use it to compound the Spirit Burning Potion, but because of Ryan's Blood Vines, he could only consume it ahead of time.
As he thought of this, Lin Yun couldn't help but feel angry. 'You want to stand up for Mason? Why do you have to talk about the dignity of the Monchi Family? Is the dignity of the Monchi Family worth more than my Magic Hell Fire?'
At this time, Ryan was completely stunned by the two slaps, or rather, he was scared silly.
Until now, Ryan still couldn't believe that he was actually slapped twice by a mage. Everything happened so suddenly and unexpectedly that Ryan even forgot to retaliate. He just stood there with a dull expression, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.
How could this be …
'Isn't it said that after a Great Mage breaks free from the Mana Whirlpool, their power surpasses a mage by a hundred times? Isn't there a chasm that can never be crossed between mages and Great Mages? Why is the other side clearly a mage able to ignore my Blood Vines? Why didn't he even use a spell and directly slap me?'
Countless questions circled in Ryan's mind, but he couldn't find a reasonable explanation. Not to mention a reasonable explanation, he didn't even have an excuse to comfort himself.
This was no longer something that could be resolved with excuses like "carelessness" or "carelessness" …
No matter how careless an elephant was, how could it be overturned by an ant?
The hall quieted down again. Ryan stood there in a daze. His face was filled with anger and confusion. He wanted to use the Blood Vine Technique again to prove that the gap was indeed insurmountable, but the countless questions in his mind kept reminding him not to be impulsive.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became strange …
However, this strange atmosphere did not last long because someone pushed the door open and came in.
"Mage Merlin, congratulations …" This time, it was actually Solomon's only disciple, Solon.
With Solon's status, the reopening of the Gilded Rose wasn't something worth personally coming to congratulate. After all, Solon wasn't only Solomon's only disciple, he was also the successor of the Sage Tower. Sooner or later, he would sit in the position of Leader of the Mage Guild. He didn't just represent himself, he also represented the face of Solomon and the Sage Tower.
Even if he wanted to come, he had no choice but to consider the reactions of all sides.
But today was a bit special …
After talking with Solomon in the reception room yesterday, Solon decided to have a good talk with that young mage the next day. Thus, Solon waited in the library early in the morning, but he ended up waiting all morning, waiting for that young mage to arrive.
In the end, he became impatient and sent someone to ask around, only to find out that the Gilded Rose was reopening today and that the young mage wouldn't be able to come today.
This time, Solon couldn't stand it. 'I still have so many questions to ask, how can you not come?
Forget it, I might as well make a trip myself. '
Thus, Solon took two scrolls from the Sage Tower as a congratulatory gift and impatiently rushed to the Gilded Rose.
But as soon as he entered, Solon felt that his brain had short-circuited.
"This … What's going on?"
'That young mage with swollen cheeks, could he be the son of the Monchi Family, Great Mage Ryan of the Gray Tower?
'How could he be in such a sorry state? Both his cheeks are bruised and swollen. Did he get slapped?
That shouldn't be possible. In the entire Thousand Sails City, apart from the three big shots, who would have the ability to slap a Great Mage? 'No, no, no, this must be some kind of ritual I don't know about!
'But why is Great Mage Ryan's expression so strange? Did he really get slapped twice?
'Right, there's also that young mage named Mafa Merlin. Isn't that attitude a bit too arrogant for him to be able to stand in front of a Great Mage and laugh so easily?'
Seeing such a strange scene as soon as he entered, Solon truly regretted it. 'Why did I come here for no reason? This tense atmosphere doesn't seem like it's meant to be amiable …'
"Eh …" Solon swallowed a mouthful of saliva and braced himself to break the deadlock. "Great Mage Ryan, what a coincidence. Long time no see, you are still as elegant as ever."
"…" Solon was just being polite, but in Ryan's ears, it wasn't the same. At this time, Ryan really wanted to curse. Do you f * cking know how to speak? I've been slapped twice, and my face is swollen. How can I still have the elegance of an eggplant?
"Ah, Mage Ryan, I didn't mean that …" Solon knew that he had said something wrong. He panicked and wanted to remedy the situation, but he didn't know what to say.
"It's nothing." After taking a deep breath, Ryan took the opportunity of Sauron's appearance to regain some of his lost rationality.
As he gradually calmed down, the bewilderment and confusion on Ryan's face slowly disappeared. Everything had happened too suddenly, and he was completely unprepared. His Blood-vine Spell had been easily broken by a mage, and he had been slapped twice in the face, causing Ryan to lose control.
But Ryan was a genius who had advanced to the Great Mage realm before the age of thirty. After gradually calming down, it wasn't hard for him to figure out that the other side had only grasped the weakness of the Blood Vine Spell. It didn't mean that he was powerful enough to ignore the huge gap between Great Mages and Mages.
With this understanding, Ryan finally calmed down. 'As long as the gap still exists, I'll get back at you sooner or later.'
But not today …
Because Solon had arrived.
Solon himself was a Great Mage, and at the same time, he was also the personal disciple of High Mage Solomon. His arrival represented the attitude of the Sage Tower. This discovery made Ryan feel restless again. Why would the Sage Tower suddenly show such an amiable attitude towards a young mage whose family had declined? What was the meaning of this?
'No, I have to go back and discuss this with my father.'
"Mage Merlin, I hope you will have such good luck next time."
After saying this, Ryan left without looking back. Before he left, he didn't even say goodbye to Sauron.
"No way …" Ryan's words made Solon's expression stiffen, and he looked at Lin Yun with a dull expression.
This sentence couldn't be clearer. If Solon had only been guessing before, he was now certain that the young Great Mage's bruised and swollen face had something to do with Mage Merlin.
'Heavens …'
Thinking of this, Solon could not help but gasp. That was a real Great Mage. Even if his hands and feet were tied up, just his mouth alone could easily kill a few mages. How was it possible … How was it possible that his face was swollen after being slapped twice by a mage?
This was too illogical …
'How many secrets does this Mafa Merlin have?
'This won't do, I have to report this matter to Teacher Solomon.'
"Mage Merlin, congratulations. I wish you a prosperous business and abundant wealth. This is a small congratulatory gift, I hope you like it. Goodbye!"
After saying such a long sentence, Solon didn't even take a breath before putting the two scrolls in Lin Yun 'hands and running away.
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