Half a year later.

A small floating ship briefly docked over the Flame Throne, and left silently half an hour later.

In the cabin, Grim was chatting with a middle-aged wizard in white robes.

The one who came to pick him up was also an acquaintance, Laurien, the head of the Punishment Department of the Scattered Tallinn Association, and a third-order wizard.

"Lord Grim has never been to Kthlinburg since he was promoted to wizard, right?" Compared to last time, Laurien was full of smiles and a kind and kind attitude like a kind elder who had not seen him for a long time.

However, Grim knew that since the other party was the leader of the Punishment Department, his hands must be stained with the blood of wizards, and how could he speak as easily as his appearance showed.

Moreover, the first meeting between the two in Rennes City last time was not very pleasant, so the other party's behavior is likely to have factors that ease the relationship between the two.

Reciprocated, and a gentle smile appeared on Grim's face.

"Yes, after being promoted to a wizard, I am either busy collecting knowledge or looking for resources, not to mention the three major forces, even the scattered Tallinn, the area I have been to is not more than half, it's really a pity. ”

"Your Excellency will have to take a look at Kesslinburg when you come to it, it is rich in the best magic wands and magic minions. If Your Excellency Grim doesn't dislike it, I can see it for you......"

If that moment was just a polite greeting, then it was a bit flattering for Wizard Laurien to say this now. Although he didn't know why the other party was so condescending, Grim still had to express enough gratitude.

As if sensing the ease of Grim's attitude, Laurien approached him and smiled: "Your Excellency Grim, you will meet some old friends when you go to Kesslingburg this time, you should be mentally prepared......

After that, he stopped talking about it in depth, and instead talked about some interesting things that happened in various parts of Tallinn.

While casually dealing with the familiar Wizard Laurien, Grim silently pondered the words 'old friend' in his heart.

At their level, wizards below the third rank can no longer be regarded as 'friends'. This also means that the other party is hinting that in Kthlinburg Grim may 'meet' a certain familiar Tier 3 wizard.

Who could that be?

In his mind, he quickly filtered all the third-order wizards he knew, and only one image was projected by the chip in the end.

A thick purple mist that can't be seen through at all.

It's her......

…………

Köthlingburg.

Located in the middle of Tallinn, the scattered lands, Köthlinburg is not part of any wizarding family or organization, but is a neutral region that is almost completely independent.

This is where the headquarters of the Scattered Tallinn Association is located.

Nearly 1,000 miles of land centered on Kthlinburg belongs to the private property of the association, which is jointly controlled by fourteen fourth-order wizards in the entire Scattered Tallinn region, with a completely independent wizard team and training system, and it can be regarded as the only joint force in the scattered Tallinn region with the power of supervision, execution and punishment.

By the time the floatship landed at a mooring near Fort Kethlin, a large group of guys in colorful wizard costumes were already waiting.

Grim, accompanied by Wizard Laurien, slowly stepped down the wooden plank.

"Head, you're back...... This is the famous legendary fire witch Lord Grim!" "The first to greet him was a burly and stout man, with a face full of horizontal flesh, a slight baldness on the top of his head, and a loud voice, giving people a strange feeling full of extreme explosive power.

"Come on...... Let me introduce you. This is my deputy, Tito, a Rank 3 Alchemy Wizard...... Tito, this is the Master Grimm you've been talking about for a long time!" Laurien introduced each other with a smile on his face, and for some reason, he was particularly heavy when he mentioned the identity of the other party's third-order refining wizard, as if to remind something.

"Hehe, over the years, all the body refining wizards have been holding their breath for the sake of Lord Baigrim! Why, let's shake hands when we meet for the first time today!" the brute Titopi welcomed him, and took the initiative to stretch out his right hand with thick bones, sneering with an unkind face.

In the wizarding community, there has never been such a ritual as a tentacle salute.

Witchcraft is full of strange things, and ghosts know if the wizards they meet have any curses or poisons that have been cast through physical contact. Therefore, most wizards mainly caress their chests and rarely touch other people's bodies.

And the other party does this, which obviously contains the meaning of a contest!

Gathered around, the wizards gathered around were all smiling, as if they were all waiting for the result of the battle between the two.

Grim was slightly stunned, looking at the other party's big hand with rough skin and thick joints like iron pincers, and in the elemental vision, he could see the terrifying witchcraft power converging on the opponent's right hand.

Let yourself an elemental wizard compete with a body refining wizard, it seems that this is also a disadvantage arranged by the other party!

Grim smiled indifferently, stretched out his right hand as if unconsciously, and held it tightly with the other party.

Grim's own base strength has reached 20 points, plus the 5 points of strength added to the Ring of Soden and the 2 points of the fire set, the individual strength is as high as 27 points. Such a level of power and a hard-to-head battle with a Tier 3 refining wizard may not be enough, but a simple handshake shouldn't be a problem.

What's more, as a third-order fire witch, the flame force field that lingers outside his body is not something that ordinary people can withstand.

Therefore, when Grim and Tito's hands were shaken, the faces of both sides could not help but turn ugly for an instant.

It's like putting your right hand into a blender, and the terrifying force of the rage can easily crush Grim's paltry 27 points of power. For the next half minute, the force was like a churning lathe, crushing Grimm's fragile phalanx and flesh.

Without having to use a chip to scan it in detail, Grim could know that most of his hand bones were covered with cracks just by the sharp pain that cut his heart and bones, and the flesh and tendons that served as a buffer were crushed into puddles of unrecognizable blood sauce.

However, it is rare that even if the other party crushes it so much, it does not damage the surface skin of Grim's right hand in the slightest. It looks like nothing abnormal on the outside, but on the inside, it is twisted and broken.

However, Grim is not the one who will not fight back after being beaten!

The invisible transparent flame force field that was dense on the surface of his right hand had risen to a staggering level. While the opponent crushed him with his strength, Grim's flame force field had penetrated into the opponent's skin, roasting the flesh and blood on the opponent's right hand in a way that others did not expect.

Of course, in order to maintain the appearance of etiquette, Grim did not hurt the skin of the other party's right hand in the slightest. However, the flesh, confinement, and blood vessels below the skin quickly turned red and red under a violent and extremely high temperature, and then turned purple and black.

Both sides clasped their right hands together, and each other had a cheerful smile on their faces.

However, the right hand of one side faintly heard the strange sound of crackling and popping the finger bones of the hand bones, while the right hand of the other person quickly blackened and wafted out a faint aroma of barbecue.

Both sides are struggling to support, but they have to maintain the surface of harmony and friendship, so the expressions of both of them are gradually a little weird and distorted.

"Alright, alright...... Don't be so enthusiastic as soon as you meet. I'm going to take Lord Grimm on a tour of the whole castle, so that's it!" Laurien, who had been smiling and watching the battle, finally came forward.

After all, Grim was a guest invited by the association, and of course there was no problem in giving him a non-hurtful dismount. But if you pinch someone's right hand as soon as you meet, it also seems that the association is too strict.

They both smiled and let go of each other's right hands.

Without missing a trace, Grim put his right hand into his robe, turned his head and nodded to the few third-order wizards around him.

"Well, what is the power of this fire witch?" Laurien quietly sent a message to Tito.

"His strength of 27 points is already very high among elemental wizards. I've already scrapped his right hand, and I haven't had three or five days of work, so he doesn't want to get his right hand back to normal......"

"Haha, good boy, you didn't do ......"

"But my right hand is also useless!"

"Uh......"

"That guy's flames are very domineering, and they have already roasted all the flesh and bones in my right hand......"

"Okay then, you go down to heal first, and I'll receive him myself!"

Naturally, this scene that happened at the meeting could not be circulated, but would only be passed on in an extremely narrow circle in the upper echelons of the association.

According to Tito's assessment, the legendary fire witch has 27 strength and 24 constitution, which is undoubtedly too high for an elemental wizard.

After all, elemental wizards rely on mental power to eat, and it is undoubtedly a huge waste of resources to spend a lot of time on physique and strength.

Usually, a Tier 3 elemental wizard can have more than ten points of strength and physique, which is enough to cope with most battles and harsh environments. And only those top-level wizards cultivated by big forces, due to their lack of resources, coupled with a reasonable cultivation and cultivation system, can they pile up the rest of their physical qualities to this point.

And like Grim, who is obviously an elemental wizard, but has a strong physique and sorcery ability that is not weaker than a bloodline wizard, it is no wonder that he can resist the violent combat power of a fourth-order wizard and exhaust his physical strength.

Of course, the biggest credit for this is the 4th-order magic weapon puppet dragon.

However, if Grim didn't have such a perverted physique, it would be almost impossible to do that!

After meeting with the Guild wizards who had come to greet him, Grim finally entered the famous Kethling Castle accompanied by Laurien.