I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 127 Lowly Mortals (Part )
"Run faster! You're too slow!"

Fang Yu leaned his head out of the carriage and pointed his finger. Marcus, who was running after the carriage, was lashed with a bloody mark by the thorn whip.

"Ah! Yes! Lord Gis!" Marcus screamed. Whenever he was exhausted and could no longer run, Fang Yu would whip him with a thorn whip, and then cast a healing spell on him to ensure that he could continue to follow the carriage.

"cruel!"

"brutal!"

George Belvitt in the carriage looked at Fang Yu with hatred and a little fear, muttering to himself.

There were only two of them in the car.

Before, when he was in the Woking Church, Fang Yu had just dealt with half of Marcus when the time was up, so he had to start the switch again immediately.

Fortunately, Fang Yu had saved up hundreds of thousands of Da Zhou coins worth of cultured diamonds during this period, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to withstand such a switch.

According to people from Hongjian, it was because of Fang Yu's order that they were already preparing to open an office in Haixi.

After teaching Marcus a lesson, the Belvette family's convoy was ready. Mrs. Claudia sent someone to invite Fang Yu to get in the car and go to the manor outside the city.

Claudia's family was only staying in the church temporarily because of the divine baptism ceremony. In fact, the Belvitt family had a manor in the northeastern suburbs of Cober.

Before inviting Fang Yu, Mrs. Claudia had already asked the silver-haired housekeeper Feis to take people to the manor to make preparations.

Three carriages formed a convoy and drove towards the east of the city.

It was impossible for Fang Yu to ride in the same car with Claudia, and it was impossible for Claudia to let Fang Yu ride in the same car with the servants.

At the same time, in order to give George an opportunity to get closer to Fang Yu, Lord Edward's only heir, George Belvitt, accompanied Fang Yu in the second car.

"You pervert!" After Fang Yu used the Thorn Whip to whip Marcus again, the fourteen-year-old George Belvitt felt that he could no longer bear it.

George opened the wooden window at the front of the carriage and shouted to the driver, "Stop! I want to get off!"

The carriage and the coachman were both from the Bellevue family, but the strange thing was that the coachman seemed not to have heard the orders from his young master. The speed of the carriage did not change at all, and it continued to drive slowly on the country road.

"Stop the car!" George Belvitt shouted angrily, "I don't want to sit in the same car with this pervert. I want to go find my mother. I order you to stop the car immediately!"

"Did you hear that? Damn it! I'm going to fire you! You lowly coachman! I'm going to have my mother sell you to the orcs as a slave!"

Fang Yu, who was sitting opposite, raised his eyelids, and a green light flashed in the carriage: "No need to shout, he can't hear any sound in this carriage."

George Belvitt turned his head suddenly, a look of horror appeared on his face: "What do you mean?" Then he pushed the door of the carriage, but found that the door did not move at all.

"Did you do it!?" George Belvitt shrank to the corner of the carriage and pointed at Fang Yu in horror.

"What do you want to do? If you hurt me, the Belvette family will not let you go! You pervert!"

Fang Yu looked at the naughty child and said, "No matter how perverted he is, he is not as perverted as you. At least I won't sell out my race and sell my sworn servants to the orcs as slaves, you little trash of the Belvette family."

George stood up angrily: "You are trash! You lowly druid! Pastor Craig has already told me that you are only a second-level druid!"

"The teacher I hired is a level 3 priest of Woking. I want my teacher to teach you a lesson!"

Fang Yu raised his hand, and a thorny vine emerged from the palm of his hand, twisting its body and drilling towards George Belvitt. Its head stopped five centimeters away from George's eyebrows and shook slightly.

George, a young nobleman who was not even fifteen years old, had never been threatened like this before. He sat down on the floor of the carriage. The vines moved with the movement, always staying five centimeters away from his eyebrows.

"You, what are you going to do?" George looked terrified, with tears in his eyes.

"I'm not going to do anything, but you little piece of trash better shut up. I'm not interested in playing with children. If I hear you say another word of nonsense, I will tie you up with this vine and block your mouth at the same time." George Belvitt quickly closed his mouth, but his eyes were still staring at Fang Yu with hatred, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"Are you thinking that after we get off the bus, you'll complain to your mother and drive me away?" Fang Yu walked up to George and squatted, revealing a smile that looked like a devil to George.

"Your mother probably doesn't know that her son has unusual feelings for her, right?"

George Belvitt's little face turned pale.

“W-What are you talking about!?”

I have to say, perhaps because he inherited more of Mrs. Claudia's looks, George Belvitt, although only a teenager under the age of 15, still looks good.

Compared to the average 15-year-old boy, George Belvitt's puberty may have started a little later, and he is only about meters tall, but in terms of appearance, he can definitely be considered a beautiful boy.

Of course there is no bloody plot about a woman dressing up as a man, just a beautiful boy.

The silver-gray hair has a hint of gold, which, combined with the white and transparent skin, gives a person an extremely delicate feeling.

His distorted expression of fear was surprisingly not bad looking. If Fang Yu took out her mobile phone to take a picture of him and posted it online when she returned to Blue Star, it would probably attract a lot of mother fans.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." George Belvitt calmed down and his face was expressionless.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand or admit it. Just believe that I have the ability to make you admit it in public." Fang Yu stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, "Say I'm wrong!"

"I was wrong!" George Belvitt blurted out, and then a look of great fear appeared on his expressionless face.

"W-What did you just do!?"

"This is just to give you, a little piece of trash, a little divine shock, a lowly mortal." Fang Yu shook his right hand lightly, and the vine quickly retracted into Fang Yu's palm, as if it had never appeared.

Fang Yu tried hard to play the villain in the novels about cultivating immortals, and he was just short of being covered in black smoke.

How fun it is to scare kids.

The strange vine that emerges from the palm of your hand is also quite effective, and has a very strong counter effect.

Try it coming out of your mouth next time.

This spell is essentially a summoning spell from the school of sorcery. As long as the summoning location is positioned one millimeter away from the palm of your hand, the effect will be the same as if it came out of your hand.

Add some arcane tricks to the mix and it's as evil as it can be.

Coyber is located at the junction of four countries. According to the Covenant of the Gods and the subsequent Four-Nation Agreement, Coyber became an autonomous city of the Church of Woking.

The Vilando River in the north and the Seres River in the south meet west of Cober and flow into the Morning Star Sea. Cober is built on the delta formed by these two rivers.

This is also the most important reason why it has become the commercial center of northern Luwak.

The dock area west of Cober brings countless wealth to it. Large amounts of medicinal materials, wood, furs, and coal are transported here from the Vilando River in the north, while fish, rice, minerals, and jewelry from the south also come to Cober from the Ceres River for goods exchange.

Therefore, many foreign nobles with relatively rich family assets would buy a manor in Cober, and the Belvitt family was no exception.

There are many noble manors in the eastern suburbs of Cober. Although each manor seems to be far apart, in fact, there is no inch of land without an owner. The land occupied by each noble family basically matches their noble class and financial status.

The estate of the Belvitt family was not very large, only about 10 hectares. In late March, Cober was already full of greenery. The setting sun shone on the green grass and jungle in the evening, casting a layer of golden red light on the new green.

The car rumbled along for only ten kilometers. Fang Yu cast no less than five or six healing spells on Marcus before they saw the manor of the Belvette family in the distance.

(End of this chapter)