In the dim cave, a cold sharp knife was pressed against Fatir's neck, and he could feel a trembling breath coming from behind.
Through the faint blue light, Gellert saw the identity of the kidnapper.
It was Norb Hagrid, the alchemist.
He didn't expect that he was still one step too late and let him find him.
At this moment, he couldn't use magic in the crypt, so he thought quickly and finally chose not to act rashly.
Jacob also saw the person at this moment. He stretched his hand to his waist, and Norb immediately restrained Fatir with his arm.
"Shh, don't get excited. Do you want to see whose hand is faster?"
Gellert raised his arm. "Calm down, let's talk."
"Shut up, German."
Norb looked at Gellert and mocked, "I didn't find anything.
The letter was forged. Why don't we go to the other mountain to have a look? Wow, then what are you doing here, an outing? "
"It's none of your business, shorty!"
Jacob roared, "Do I have to report to you what I'm doing?"
"Shut up!"
Gellert immediately shouted to stop him.
But Jacob didn't stop at all. He spat on the ground and mocked, "You still want to cooperate with us? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? Who the f * ck are you?"
Fatir, who was being held hostage, had a headache. Gellert grabbed the furious Jacob's shoulder and didn't dare to let him provoke the other party anymore.
There was a tense standoff between the two sides. One side was Norbert, who was holding a sharp blade against Fatil's neck. The other side was Jacob, who was furious, and Gellert, who was expressionless.
Norb Hagrid didn't seem to be angry in the face of Jacob's insults. He tilted his head slightly and leaned close to Fatir's ear.
"I'm the one who introduced you here, and I'm the one who's stationed here. You just enter my territory and steal the treasures in my territory? As the descendant of a pureblood family, will you do such a sneaky thing? "
"Don't be like this, buddy."
Fatir raised his hand. "What are your conditions? We can talk now."
"No, no, no, that's what businessmen do," Norb said.
"But I don't want to do business with you now," Nob said. Because you have no sincerity at all. "
"Then what do you want?" Fatir asked.
Norbert's eyes turned to the box that Jacob was carrying. "Hand that thing over."
Jacob immediately took a step back and put the box behind him with an indescribable ferocious look on his face.
"Don't even think about it."
"Really?"
Norbert pulled the dagger back threateningly, and a line of blood immediately flowed down Fatir's pale neck. He held the knife against Fatir's neck with one hand and reached for Jacob with the other.
"Hand it over and let me have a look."
"Don't you have any shame?"
Jacob was so angry that he almost stomped his feet. "Do you think you can swagger away after killing him? Do you think my family will let you go?"
"That's right, the noble 12 pure-blooded family."
Norbert sneered. "But if the three of you die here, who will know? Before I came here, I already told my subordinates that if I don't come down in five minutes, they are to inform the tomb watchers below. Do you think you can run away? "
"You …"
Jacob pretended to be fierce but was weak at heart. He was exasperated.
"Aren't you afraid of dying together with us?"
"Why would I want to die together with you? Please, I'm the hero who caught the thief."
Norbert said with a hoarse voice as he exerted more force in his hand. The sharp dagger instantly cut Gelert's neck, and blood flowed down his white neck.
"Cut the crap, give me the box."
Jacob was unmoved and still took a step back.
Gelert turned his head and ordered, "Bohan, give it to him."
"What did you say?"
The black-haired youth turned his head abruptly.
"I said."
Gelert ordered word by word.
"Give him that damn box!"
Jacob still did not move.
"Give it to him!"
Gelert snapped. "Don't make me say it a third time."
"Damn it …!!"
Jacob's face was distorted as if he had eaten shit. He gritted his teeth and walked forward with the box. Halfway forward, Norbert shouted again.
"Wait!"
Jacob stood still and did not move.
Norbert said cautiously, "You two, hand over the wand first."
Gelert put the wand on the ground and kicked it over. Jacob took out the wand and threw it at Gelert. Norbert hooked the wand with his foot, he held Fatir and retreated down the stairs to the outside of the cave. Then he ordered coldly, "Now, come out slowly."
Jacob and Gelert slowly walked out of the tunnel. On the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, the dazzling Milky Way shone in the dark blue sky. It was beautiful, but the four of them were not in the mood to appreciate it.
The short Norbert retreated to the edge of the mountain, stretched out his hand, and whispered,
"Give me the box, don't do anything stupid, or the tomb guard wizard below will know immediately. By then, none of you will be able to escape."
Jacob picked up the box and walked toward Norbert. He walked very slowly on this journey. Seeing that the cooked duck was about to fly away from his hands, he was extremely unwilling to give up. Gelert's nerves were also extremely tense. He did not care about the dragon eggs at all, but he was afraid that something would happen to Fatir.
Finally, at the edge of the frozen cliff, Jacob stood one meter away from Norbert. Norbert immediately shouted, "Stop!"
He held Fatir tightly with his sword, stretched out his hand, and said in an agitated voice,
"Give it to me."
Jacob handed the box over with trembling hands, and Norbert grabbed the handle of the box.
At this time, Jacob suddenly asked with red eyes, "Are you determined to go against me?"
Norbert: "I …"
At the moment of distraction, Jacob suddenly pulled out a foot-long icicle from his waist and stabbed it into Norbert's stomach without hesitation. At some point in time, he had broken off an icicle in the tunnel below.
The sudden turn of events made Gellert lunge forward. This guy was crazy. He wanted to stab Norbert to death through Fadier.
Fatir seemed to have expected this moment, and at the risk of her neck injury, she desperately turned her body to the side.
The icicle stabbed into Norbert's lower abdomen near Fatir's waist. Norbert was caught off guard by this. Shocked and angry, he did not hesitate to pull down the dagger, trying to pull Fatir into the water.
But at this time, Gelert rushed up and pushed Fatir's head back.
The back of Fatir's head hit the bridge of Norbert's nose, which made him dizzy. At the same time, it also separated Fatir's neck from the sharp blade by one centimeter.
Gelert seized this moment, inserted his fingers into the gap of the blade, and held the blade tightly. He did not let this fatal blow fall on Fatir's artery.
In less than three seconds, the four of them were twisted into a ball.
The scene was extremely strange.
Gelert grabbed the blade, Fatir twisted her waist, and Jacob stabbed the icicle into Norbert's lower abdomen.
The next second, Jacob ruthlessly pulled out the icicle and stabbed it three times in a row!
"Go to hell, pig!"
After saying that, he kicked Norbert in the chest. Blood splattered everywhere, and Norbert lost his balance and fell straight down the cliff.
Gellert grabbed Fattier and pulled him out of the danger zone, while he stood at the edge of the cliff in a precarious situation.
Jacob lost his balance because of the kick and stood on the edge of the cliff, swaying.
However, at this time, Norbert, who was falling, pointed his wand at the top and screamed in despair, "Shatter!!!"
The blue spell shot out like lightning and hit the edge of the cliff where Jacob and the other two were standing.
Boom!!
Under the effect of the spell, the ice and stones collapsed, and Jacob and Gelert, who were standing on the edge of the cliff, fell straight down.
Fatir had not even steadied herself when she saw this shocking scene.
He was shocked and rushed over. One in each hand, he grabbed the two people who were falling down the cliff. Gravity quickly dragged half of his body over the edge of the cliff. The huge energy and impact made him draw two feet on the ice in the blink of an eye. The crack on his neck burst open, and blood flowed out of his mouth.
On the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, Gelert and Jacob were suspended in the air. Under their feet was a cliff of more than five thousand meters. The biting cold wind blew, blowing away the clouds. Just a glance at this height was enough to make a person with acrophobia faint.
The only thing that connected their lives was Fatir's not-so-strong arm above.
At this moment, time seemed to stop.
The veins on Fatir's forehead bulged. He grabbed Jacob with one hand and Gelert with the other. The weight of the two people quickly dragged him out, and his body slid down the cliff bit by bit. In this case, he was unable to support the weight of the two people.
"Throw … the box … away."
Fatir's face was red, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
He grabbed the two people tightly and did not let go.
Jacob was panicking at this moment. In the face of death, he was no longer as violent and arrogant as before. He immediately let go and let the box full of dragon eggs fall straight down the mountain.
However, the weight of a box alone was not enough for Fatir to pull the two people up. He lacked a point of strength, and his body gradually lost balance and center of gravity. Like a gradually tilting seesaw, once it exceeds a certain critical point, he will fall into the abyss with the two people under the cliff.
Jacob watched Fatir's body slip over the edge of the cliff bit by bit, and then looked at Gelert on the side. He was completely panicking.
With a trembling voice, he said, "Fa … Fatir, no … no … this can't …"
He did not finish his words.
But all three of them understood the current situation. The ice was too slippery. If Fatir wanted to save them, he first had to prevent himself from falling. He had to free one hand and grab the edge of the cliff. This also meant that between the two people, he could only choose one to save.
Fatir understood this, but it made him so desperate that he almost wanted to cry. He used too much strength, causing the veins on his forehead to bulge, and the blood from the wound on his neck to flow faster. But even so, he couldn't stop himself from slipping out.
Death was getting closer and closer, and Jacob was on the verge of breaking down. He shouted, "Fatir, what are you thinking! Pull me up! "
As he shouted, Fatir's hand loosened a little.
As soon as he loosened his grip, Jacob burst into tears.
"Don't let go of this hand, let go of the other one."
Jacob's crying voice reached Gelert's ears. He looked at the abyss without saying a word, and then looked at Fatir. At this moment, he couldn't say a word, and he didn't know what to say.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was not good with words.
Jacob's anxious cries grew louder.
"Hey, Fatir, what are you thinking? This bastard doesn't have a family, but I do. Did you forget that my mother is your mother's sister, her biological sister!! "
Gelert's face was pale, and he looked at Fatir without saying a word.
Jacob: "Fatir, do you have any humanity? Hurry up and pull me up. I beg you … I beg you. "
Fatir coughed out a mouthful of blood and looked at Gelert without blinking. Gelert also looked at him without saying a word.
Realizing that Fatir was not looking at him, Jacob was desperate. He wet his crotch, and his voice was hoarse and soft:
"Fatir Dracath! Dracath, don't … don't let go, my sister, my sister is still waiting for me at home … "
Fatir looked at his student and closed his eyes in pain.
"I … I'm sorry."
Fatir's voice trembled.
At this moment, Gelert finally spoke.
"Professor, I still have a lot of things to do …"
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