Rogue Mage
7 Peeping Part 2

Han Xiaoxi

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The sun had set…

Night followed closely behind…

The two figures were running on the roofs of Wild Wolf City, one after the other. Drunk-Drunk-Net

Clayon couldn't believe that this person who ran as fast as the wind was the one who was bullied by the two ordinary thugs during the day. If Geruga was a little faster, Clayon was confident that he wouldn't be able to keep up. If Geruga was willing, the two thugs during the day might not even be able to touch him.

Geruga had only wanted to test Clayon out. A 3rd Rank Mage's physique should be very poor, but Geruga had sped up for the third time and still could not shake off this little brother he had just met.

Geruga gradually slowed down and walked side by side with Clayon.""Little brother, you're quite fast. Aren't you a mage? With your speed and agility, even a warrior of the fifth rank wouldn't be as good as you. Are you lying to me?”

"This is the result of being chased by magical beasts for six years.”

"Wow, six years. You really have perseverance. Hehe, we're here, we're here.”Geruga pointed to a high wall in front of them and said,""There will be a good show to watch in a while."

After Geruga finished speaking, he did a run-up and a big jump, and climbed up the four-meter-tall wall.

Clayon didn't show any weakness. He stomped on the wall several times and climbed up the wall as if he was sticking to it.

Geruga stared at Clayon's agile movements with his mouth agape. He didn't expect this young man to be so nimble. This was a good seedling for a warrior. It was that bastard who actually let him learn magic.

The old man and the young man leaned against the wall and looked inside.

A woman in her thirties was taking a bath. In the huge bathtub, the woman's naked body leaked out from time to time.

Although Clayon had been living in the mountains, it didn't mean that he didn't know anything about these things. Seeing this scene, Clayon felt his blood boil, and his blood circulation accelerated.

" This woman is the third wife of the Lord of Wild Wolf City," Geruga said." Hehe, what do you think? She has a good figure, right?" Uh, Ryan, you have a nosebleed."

"Nonsense, why don't you take a look at yourself?”

Clayon wiped the blood off his nose with one hand and held the wall with the other to maintain his balance, which surprised Geruga again.

"This is called metabolism. It's good for your health.”Geruga kicked Clayon.""Look, look, a good show is about to begin.”

Hearing Geruga's words, Clayon stared at the woman. He saw the Third Madam, who had just finished her bath, walk into a room with a thin veil over her shoulders. Her actions were indescribably flirtatious.

A man in his twenties hugged Third Madam from behind the moment she entered the room. Although they were far away, the two of them could hear Third Madam's **.

"Hehe, this man has only been in Wild Wolf City for less than ten days and he has already hooked up with this woman. He's not an ordinary person.”

Clayon's eyes lit up as he stared at Third Madam. Suddenly, he saw the man's appearance clearly. Wasn't that Lorant, who he had stripped naked and beaten up?

Just as Clayon was feeling suspicious, Lorant had already carried Third Madam to the bed in the room.

Geruga clenched his fist and said excitedly,""Quick, quick, it's about to be the main show.”

Woof woof…

Two ear-piercing barks sounded, and then two black shadows pounced on the wall where the two of them were.

Geruga and Clayon were stunned. Then Geruga pushed Clayon and said through gritted teeth,""We were discovered at the critical moment. Little brother, split up and run.”

After Geruga finished speaking, he jumped off the wall and two shadows followed closely behind him.

Clayon knew that he was in trouble. He jumped down from the wall and ran away.

"Stop, you bastard." A female voice followed closely behind Clayon.

Clayon looked back and saw a beautiful woman in tights chasing after him with a sword in her hand. She was getting closer and closer. Behind the beautiful woman were two warriors in mercenary armor. They were faster than the beautiful woman and were about to catch up.

Clayon's expression changed drastically. He suddenly turned around, and the trick he used to hide from the magical beasts in the forest came into effect. Before the three people behind him could react, he disappeared into the darkness ahead.

The two warriors chased after him in one direction.

The beautiful woman lowered her head and hesitated for a moment. Then, she turned to the other side.

The two soldiers didn't chase far before they were stopped by a black shadow. The man in the darkness said,""Stop, you two go back. Don't chase that person.”

The two warriors were warriors of the eighth rank. After Lorant suffered in the Magical Beast Forest, he fired the two warriors of the seventh rank and the mage of the seventh rank. He then hired four warriors of the eighth rank as bodyguards. As the only heir of the Locke family, Lorant could spend his money freely.

The two warriors of the eighth rank, upon being stopped, said coldly,""Our arrest has nothing to do with you. It's best if you don't ask. Otherwise, we'll capture you and hand you over to Lorant.”

"Let me warn you, if you want to continue chasing, there is only one way.”

"What path?"

"Die. My mission is to remove any obstacles that threaten that person.”

" How arrogant of you, you…" The two warriors of the eighth rank only managed to say seven words. They would never be able to say the rest.

The man in the darkness disappeared with a bloody sword in his hand, as if he had never appeared.

Geruga quietly walked out from another corner and looked at the place where the man had disappeared. He checked the wounds of the two warriors of the eighth rank who had been killed by a single sword strike. He took a deep breath and said,""Good heavens, even the judges of the Holy Cathedral are here. Who is that kid?”

While Geruga was guessing, Clayon had already been chased around the western part of the city by the beautiful woman behind him. Even the sharpest Wind Wolf would have disappeared long ago if Clayon was running with it.

But the beauty behind him was different. Clayon had thrown her several times, but this woman was still able to catch up. Moreover, her perseverance was so strong that it gave Clayon a headache.

After circling around the alley twice, Clayon felt his legs go weak. He looked back and saw that the woman was still chasing after him even though she was panting.

Clayon shouted at the beauty," I don't have a grudge against you, right? I didn't even ask you to shower. You can't chase after me, right?"”

"I was hired to protect Lorant. If you threaten him, I have to take action.”

"That guy seduced his wife.”

"It has nothing to do with me. I'm a mercenary. Lorant paid to hire me.”

"Then I'll give you the money.”

"If I don't chase after him, I'll never be a mercenary in the future.”

"You win." Clayon cursed under his breath. He suddenly changed his direction again and ran left and right in the alley for a long time. Suddenly, he plunged into a pile of grass. He quickly restrained his divine sense and hid his aura on the spot, just like how he did with the magical beasts.

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