This morning, Lokandi was in a very good mood.

After three years, wearing a red mage robe sewn with crystal silk, he returned to Swan Castle with his proud disciple and young and beautiful niece.

All of this made him feel like he was ten years younger.

But all the good moods turned into snowflakes falling into the water at the moment they met Parklaud and disappeared.

Looking at the one-eyed mage who was smiling brightly, Lokandi trembled with a white beard and wanted to say something, but in the end, he only said three words: "Let's see!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked around Parklaud. Roland and Lily hurriedly followed him.

"Hi~ Lokandy." Parklaud's voice came from behind again.

Lokandi stopped, but did not turn around.

Parklaud said with a smile: "In my opinion, the new apprentice you have received is much more courageous than you. The only disadvantage is that your brain is too stupid, even stupider than you!"

Lokandi's body was shocked again, and he could no longer help. He reached out and took out a small bottle from his pocket, which was filled with dark yellow liquid with white foam.

He showed the bottle to Parklaud: "One-eyed vulture, don't forget the bet three years ago. The answer will be revealed later. If you don't drink this thing, you will not be a shameless person who keeps your promise!"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Parklaud's face froze instantly, and a cold light shining in his one-eye: "Tsk tsk~ Lokandi, you really opened my eyes. Are you not afraid of annoying the Duke when you brought such a dirty thing into such a noble hall?"

"Is it dirty?" Locandi said to the tit: "In my opinion, even this thing is ten thousand times cleaner than the one-eyed vulture in front of me. I think that your appearance here is simply a defilement of sculpture art!"

"Oh ~ Lokandi, don't show off these verbal pleasures. To be honest, I really can't think of how could a guy who can make the best Magalo Yuebai Stone Carving have such a mysterious confidence."

"I can't think of how a vulture with only one eye can grasp the details of the sculpture."

"The old body with half a foot has entered the grave, how can I use a knife? I'm afraid your work is not as good as shit this time?"

"What are you? Are you a master of sculpture? Or the god of art? Just based on your minor achievements in sculpture, you dare to make comments? It's so arrogant!"

"Whether I am arrogant depends on whether what I am saying is the truth..."

“…….”

As soon as they met, Lokandy and Parklaud started to have a big quarrel. At the beginning, the two of them took into account their identities and kept their momentum, but the more they quarreled, the more they became more and more angry, and the more they spoke, the more unscrupulous the language they used for quarrel, and even cursed the dirty words of "Your mother and I slept in the same bed."

At this time, many invited guests had already entered the Swan Castle. As soon as they entered the gate, they saw two high-level red robes quarreling, and the content of the quarrel was extremely vulgar.

For a moment, the uninformed guests found it incredible, and those insiders were afraid of getting angry and did not dare to go forward to fight.

Someone couldn't help asking: "What's going on? Isn't it a sculpture art exhibition? Why is it noisy like the reed market in the west of the city?"

"Yes~ Depending on the clothes, these two people are also high-level mages, why do they speak so vulgarly?"

"Shhh~ Speak quietly. This is a revenge!"

"Hate? What kind of hatred?"

"Let me tell me."

After some urging, an insider whispered about the past three years ago, and spoke vividly. In order to increase the tension of the story, he also added fuel to the fire, which attracted a group of spectators to make low voices from time to time.

As time passed, more and more spectators gathered at the gate, and Locandy and Parklaud could no longer stop the momentum. They not only attacked each other personally, but even rolled up their sleeves, as if they were ready to fist.

"Come on, what's the point of relying on your mouth? Use your fists if you have the ability!" Lokandi waved his thin arms, his gray beard shook.

In fact, if you really want to fight, Lokandi doesn’t have any advantage in terms of body shape and age, but he is not afraid of his opponent at all. Of course, he is not Parklaud’s opponent, but he has disciples!

Roland stood beside Lokandi at the right time, rolled up her sleeves, revealing two round and skeleton-filled shirts, staring at Parklaud fiercely!

Parklaud's momentum suddenly became much weaker, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Old guy, don't hide. If you have the ability, let's go one by one!"

Locandy gained the upper hand, and felt proud, laughing: "One to single? Parklaud, you are such a shameless person. Relying on your youth, you actually talked to an old man in his early 60s! Roland, let's beat him together!"

Seeing that the scene was about to stop, suddenly, a low shout came from the top of the hall.

"Okay! Shut up!"

The sound was not loud, but full of majesty. When he heard this, Lokandi and Parklaud stopped the sound together, then turned around and bowed to a person on the second floor of the hall, saying, "Sir Duke."

Roland was shocked and knew that the man on the second floor should be the Duke of the Lion. He treated him like his mentor Locandi. When he saluted, he glanced at the corner of his eyes and found that most of the spectators who were still watching the quarrel were also humbly saluting, but a few people were still standing there and not moving. At most, he just nodded politely to the Duke of the second floor.

Roland looked at them with emphasis and found that these people were all alien races, including 3 golden spirits, 2 whale men, and the wood spirit who was standing by the rose bush just now.

Guangling also smiled at the duke, and the whale man also smiled, but the wood spirit was always cold as ice. Not to mention nodding, he even owed his promise to blink, as if he was not a duke.

Roland thought to himself: 'In the eyes of these immortal races, the Duke of Turin in Glenmay seems to be similar to ordinary people. Perhaps, just like ordinary people regarding the ants on the ground, and the Duke is just a bigger one, right?'

Perhaps seeing Roland's gaze, the wooden spirit turned to Roland and his eyes emitting a faint silver light were not wafting. After a look, her brow frowned slightly, a hint of disgust flashed, and then she turned away and began to admire the murals on the wall beside her.

Roland said intimately: "Well~ In the eyes of this Mu Ling, I should be considered an ordinary ant, and I feel annoyed if I take a look at it more."

After saluting, Roland stood up and looked at the second floor. He saw an old man in golden clothes, tall and strong, with a majestic face standing beside the white marble railing with a hint of anger on his face.

"Well~ It turns out that the Duke of Turin City is also a bald man." Roland's eyes quickly slid across the old man's bare head, and then secretly compared it with his mentor Locandi in his heart, and found that in terms of baldness, the Duke of the Lion was better.

At this time, the Duke spoke: "You two are both high-level wizards with noble identities. If you have any differences in opinions on sculpture, you can use sculpture to resolve it. Early in the morning, it was as quarrel as a shrew. Isn't it embarrassing to be a shrew?"

Locandi bowed again: "Duke Duke, I was wrong, I couldn't help it for a moment."

Parklaud also saluted: "Duke, you are right, we shouldn't argue. Sculpture matters should be solved by sculpture."

The Duke did not pursue the matter too much. Seeing that both of them admitted their mistakes, he nodded with satisfaction: "Well, just know that they were wrong. You all brought their works this time. The exhibition is about to begin. You can prepare each of you and stop making jokes."

"Yes, Duke." Locandy and Parklaud saluted together. After the salute, they stood up straight behind them. The two looked at each other, and snorted coldly, and turned their heads at the same time.

Locandy said: "Roland, Lily, let's go and stay away from this mad dog."

"That's exactly what I think." Parklaud sneered.

Locandy gritted her teeth and said nothing more, he turned around and walked towards the corner of the hall. Roland and Lily hurriedly followed.

After walking a while, Locandi slowed down and whispered to Roland: "Third years ago, I quarreled with him like this. That guy is like a poisonous snake, and can always easily stir up your anger."

Roland nodded slightly: "It's indeed a despicable villain."

"I've been holding this breath for three years. I had a fight today, but it's much easier, haha." Lokandi smiled and pointed to a corner in front and said, "Look there, "Ban and Ya" is there."

Roland looked up and saw a very inconspicuous dim corner, separated by a small circle with a silver-plated isolation column, and there was a sculpture covered with thick white cloth. From the outline, it can be seen that this is "Brahman and Ya".

Lily was not very satisfied with the booth: "Uncle, why are you putting it in such an inconspicuous corner? It's dark and narrow, how could someone come to see you?"

Roland felt the same way.

Locandi smiled awkwardly: "I can't do anything. The good places were occupied by famous sculptors. I finally convinced the Duke and gave me such a booth... It would be great if I could have a booth, so don't be picky."

Roland thought for a while and asked, "Teacher, can you give it some light? Use small spells like light?"

Locandi shook his head quickly: "That won't work. The Swan Castle is full of precious works of art. Even a slight damage is irreparable. Here, it is strictly forbidden to use any spell."

After saying that, he comforted Roland again: "Don't worry, gold will always shine. As long as someone notices them, it will definitely attract more people."

Roland had no other choice but to nod: "Okay."

At this time, a subtle commotion suddenly appeared in the crowd behind him, and people talked several times more frequently than before.

Roland noticed the change and turned around and saw a man in his 30s walking into the gate of Swan Castle. The man was wearing a decent blue robe, handsome face, sharp eyes, tall and strong body, and every move was full of unspeakable masculine charm.

Not to mention women, even the man Roland felt a sense of emotion when he saw the other person: "This guy is so handsome!"

Lily glanced at her and her eyes became bright, just like a star-chasing girl. She gently pulled Lokandy's sleeve and whispered: "Uncle, look, Master Brownsky ​​is here."
Chapter completed!