Wade, the old mage who has served three generations of emperors, doesn't like Maesfield as a person. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He grew up watching Masfield, who had been aware of Wade since he was a child and was a possessive and jealous child, but he had always disguised it well.

But even if he didn't like Mesfield anymore, Wade had to admit that he was the de facto ruler of the entire empire before Elbert inherited the supreme throne.

The Prince Regent appointed by the First Emperor and the true master of the politics and military affairs of the San Lorenzo Empire, even if he has extraordinary power, as long as Wade is still in the position of protector for a day and wants to receive unlimited funds and resources from the empire, he has to make a dispute with Mesfield.

Wade motioned for the apprentice to invite Masfield into the chief mage's room, and he noticed strong fluctuations of magical energy coming from the squire behind him.

In an instant, Wade realized that the other party was a nine-ring magician who was only one step away from the legend. Although he was very curious about the identity of this person, because the other party was a guard brought by Mayfield, Wade, who was afraid of face, did not find out the identity of the other party through his thoughts at the first time.

After all, that's very rude. But the old mage didn't realize that it was because of his kindness that he stepped into the point of no return.

Maesfield entered the chief mage's room, took it from the warlock's hand, and motioned for him to stay outside the door. His actions gave Wade enough face, which made Wade further let his guard down.

"Lord Wade!" After entering the room, Mesfield immediately saluted Wade behind the desk, "I apologize for taking the liberty of visiting! ”

For people of their status, it was indeed not a valuable gift, but this gift won the heart of the old mage.

Maesfield brought with him the old mage's favorite tranquilizer tea, a specially crafted tea that calms the nerves and promotes sleep, and although it is far less effective than the legendary runi, it is also a prized substitute.

"It doesn't matter. Wade waved his hand and took the gift from the other hand. The mage, who had been feeling low on energy lately, was so pleased with the gift that Maysfield had brought that he couldn't wait to start brewing.

This relieved Mesfield, who had planned to make an excuse to make tea for Wade, who couldn't help but clench his fists excitedly when he saw the old mage brewing the black tea foam with freshly boiled water.

"Is there something you are here for?" While waiting for the tea foam to bubble up, Wade took the initiative to ask in a rare kindness, "Or is it because of the slave rebellion during the day?"

"Exactly!" said Mesfield, agreeing, "in fact, I'd like to ask you to get rid of those damned sluts. ”

“…… I don't understand why His Royal Highness didn't send the main army to carry out this task? ”

"Yes, it does. "But you also know that since the death of the Imperial Brother, there has been an undercurrent in the entire Empire. Each of the seven Grand Dukes had their own thoughts, and my subordinates told me that the powerful Grand Dukes had been talking in private more than once. ”

A sad expression appeared on his face, "Before his death, the imperial brother appointed me to assist the next generation of emperors, and I must ensure that nothing goes wrong in the next succession ceremony." If the main army is transferred, I fear that I will not have enough strength to deter the kings......"

Hearing this, the corners of Wade's mouth involuntarily showed a mocking smile.

He's not an idiot, and of course he knows how tricky things are these days. But Wade knows better that much of this is because of Maysfield.

But what does this have to do with Wade!

Ultimately, he is a protector who is tasked with keeping the Clegghorns safe and the Empire and obeying the Emperor's orders. As for who will become the next emperor and who will benefit from this game, none of this is his business.

Even in terms of intimacy, Elbert, who is a disciple of the Imperial Master, is even more favored by Wade.

"Yes!" Wade replied unquestioningly, "I can understand your distress, but forgive me for refusing." My job is simply to keep the Emperor safe and to take charge of the Mage's Tower against foreign enemies. I don't think it's my job to solve a bunch of slaves. ”

"Really?" said Maesfield, with a pleading look.

But in fact, he never thought that the old immortal in front of him would do it for him. You know, if Wade really had that mind, he would have been able to manipulate the Mage Tower to easily deal with that group of slaves during the day.

But as Wade said, the Protector only needs to keep the Emperor safe and defend against external threats. This transcendent position allowed him to be constrained by the emperor only within a certain range, and it was impossible for him to attack a group of slaves without the mortal threat of a foreign enemy.

So Mesfield didn't care about Wade's refusal, all he needed was for the other party to drink that cup of tea.

Maesfield reverently waited for that moment to happen, and his eyelids couldn't help but jump, for he saw that Wade had drunk the cup of soothing tea as he had hoped.

"If that's the case, please go back to the house. Wade rubbed his eyebrows, I don't know if it was an illusion, he already had a rare sleepiness after drinking the soothing tea, "I'm tired, I want to rest early." ”

“…… Be. Masefield suppressed the excitement in his heart, so much so that his facial expression became distorted, "Good dreams!"

Old Mage Wade nodded, but the next second, he glared at Mesfield. The terrifying aura that erupted in that moment made the latter almost think that he was facing a terrifying dragon.

Mesfield kicked back a few steps, and during that time, Wade shot mercilessly. A large transparent hand instantly enveloped Mesfield, and a spell that was not of an extraordinary energy level gave him an illusion that he could not resist.

In an instant, Masfield activated the magic trinkets on his body. A shimmering spell barrier enveloped his body, but it didn't have the slightest effect, and the big transparent hand squeezed it lightly, shattering the barrier like pinching an eggshell.

Then the big hand continued to grasp Masefield steadfastly.

At the critical moment, the door slammed open. The Warlock struck, grabbing Mesfield and spitting out a fiery breath from his throat.

The dragon's breath collided with the transparent hand, and the two erupted into brilliant brilliance and annihilated each other. Mesfield, who had escaped death, calmed down and looked at the old mage standing with some trepidation.

At this moment, Wade's gray hair was curled, and he looked like an angry male lion. Soon, however, he sat down in a chair with a pant of breath, clutching his chest and pointing angrily at the two of them.

"You added colorless and tasteless demonic powder to your soothing tea! Where the hell did you get this poisonous poison!"

"Guess what? Lord Wade. Mesfield said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Wade was right, it was indeed the legendary demon fan. Similar to the sweet dreams that poisoned Vivien Leigh, it was a colorless and odorless potion, a sinister potion that even the most astute potion master would not be able to detect.

The difference is that this potion does not kill people directly. It works to consume the poisonous person's magical energy for a certain period of time, and the effect of the drug lasts from tens of minutes to a day, depending on the size of the dose.

Worried that Wade would find out, Masfield only added a small dose of potion to it, but it was enough to keep Wade powerless for the rest of the day.

"Mesfield! you think you'll get your way, you know, it's in my mage tower!"

"That's why I exist!" the warlock, who had been keeping a low profile, raised his head, and shook the horn-like hard object in his hand, "Do you know what this is? ”

Wade knew what it was, of course, and he was shocked, "Five-colored horns! You're Bruno Harris!"

"Yes! It's an artifact horn that can summon and command the five-colored dragon. Bruno, the Nine-Ring Warlock, smiled bloodthirsty, "Maybe not in your heyday, but now with it, I can interfere with your connection to the Mage Tower." Now, Master Wade, can you still confidently say the opening sentence?"

Wade, a legendary mage who longs for eternal life, is completely in despair because of his carelessness.