Chapter: 1522

Sirone did not look back and had a bitter smile.�Even though she was a wizard, she couldn�t enter the Spirit Zone because the magic control device was activated inside the Gold Tower.

�I didn�t expect the Magic Control Device to be turned on.�Well, it would be natural for Korea Exchange Bank.�But how did these people infiltrate?�

Sirone glanced sideways at the huge hole in the floor of the Gold Tower.�He wondered if he had dug a hole in the ground.�It was a task that would have taken several months, so it was not an accidental crime.

�This might be dangerous.�

While Sirone was lost in thought, a terrorist with a flail approached.�Even though he was wearing a robe, he couldn�t hide his massive size.

�Hehe, the magic association I hate the most in the world is coming.�How am I going to do this?�

It was a low voice beyond common sense.�No matter how clear the pronunciation was, it felt dull.

The terrorist crouched down and grabbed Sirone�s chin with his huge hand.�It was rough skin like a tree.

As he turned Sirone�s face left and right, he remembered a good idea and took out a dagger from his bosom.

�Yeah, this would be fun.�Hey, girl.�


Arya looked at the terrorist with anxious eyes.�She doesn�t know why, but when she goes home, she never calls me to study hard.

The terrorist swung the dagger swiftly in his huge hand.�Then he grabbed the blade with his fingers and held out his handle.

�I am very grateful to the person who saved your life.�it is not so?�

�Yes, it is.�

�Then give me a knife in return.�Thighs are good.�

A look of astonishment filled the woman�s eyes.�Her face turned white and her chin trembled.

�yes?�uh, how����.�

Even if I just stab someone, I would be scared to death, but I couldn�t do anything to hurt the person who became a hostage to save myself.

A terrorist with a double ax approached, showing interest.

�Kyakyakya!�that would be nice�Hey, do it fast!�Otherwise, I will kill you first!�

It was a high-pitched and low-pitched voice that overlapped at the same time.

Surprised by the word killing, Arya accepted the dagger.�But she couldn�t bear to stab Sirone�s thigh.

�Hoo?�As expected, the staff of the Magic Association are different.�Seeing that even in this situation, not a single expression on his face has changed.�

Sirone stared at the front calmly.

The reaction here only made the terrorists feel better.�Of course, being stabbed will hurt, but that�s just a future thing that hasn�t come yet.

At the words of the crew member, Aria raised her head and looked at Sirone.�Guilt-relieving words came out of his mouth, which was still facing forward with a nonchalant expression.

�I�m OK.�Guard yourself.�

The officer with a flail could not stand it and shouted.

�do it faster!�Poke!�Before I smash your head!�

As the flail was lifted into the air, Arya reached out to Sirone�s thigh with tears streaming down her face. JrNovels.com