It is a spacious and bright hall of witchcraft.

The walls on one side of the hall were inlaid with countless rune crystals, each of which shone with a faint light, projecting a strange picture. All the pictures are pieced together to form a strange curtain wall with thousands of postures.

Most of the images show a male or female wizard silently watching the area, seeing that their backgrounds seem to be in different places. There is also a small half of the picture that is black, and it doesn't seem to be connected as it should be.

In the center of the crystal curtain wall, a white-robed wizard wearing an old-fashioned peaked hat, with an old face, a pair of tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a silver-white beard hanging down to his chest, slammed the witch staff in his hand and asked loudly: "Say, you have all investigated for so long, there should be a conclusion! What did that fire witch want to do when he came to us?"

The wizards in the many pictures on the curtain wall are also busy in their own ways, and only a trace of their minds are here.

Several high-ranking wizards dressed in various robes bowed in front of the old white-robed wizards, glanced at each other, and finally stood up and spoke.

This is a weird wizard wearing black armor and a clown mask on his face, looking at his body shape and qualifications, he also has a third-order strength.

"Lord Domnar, judging from the information reported by the Monitoring Team and the results sent back by the Prophecy Team, it seems that Grim came to our East Side to find someone!"

"Find someone...... Who are you looking for? inside the organization or outside the organization?"

Group ...... within the organization!"

"Oh, who is it?"

Hearing the conversation between the vice president and the clown wizard, many of the wizards in the picture were intrigued and began to pay attention.

"O'...... Lord Olivia!" The Clown Wizard couldn't help but bow his head as he said this, and there seemed to be a cold sweat slowly flowing down from under the mask.

"Olivia ......"

"Hey, when did he meet Olivia?"

"Yes, Olivia, have you dealt with that fire witch?"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion, and many wizards couldn't help but joke.

In the curtain wall, in a projection picture, a black-haired shawl, wearing a gold ring, a pretty and tall witch was lazily lying on the bed, listening to the conversation in the hall.

But when the clown wizard said the name, she sat up straight, and her beautiful and gentle face suddenly became serious and condensed.

"Shut up!" The young witch suppressed the gloating of many colleagues with a low snort, and then turned her gaze to the clown wizard, her purple pupils glowing with fluorescent, full of terrifying majesty unique to a fourth-order wizard: "You say, that legendary fire witch is here to find me?"

Under the terrifying gaze of the witch, the clown wizard instantly broke into a cold sweat and forced a smile: "My lord, this is not what I said, but the unanimous prediction of the seven members of the prophecy team, there should be nothing wrong......

"Legendary Fire Witch...... Grim ...... Crimson Family ......" The young witch raised her eyebrows and muttered repeatedly, as if searching her mind for memories related to these words.

It's a pity that no matter how she stirs up, it's always a blank.

Aside from the 'great deeds' of the legendary fire witch, I can't seem to find anything related or related to me.

"Olivia, you...... Know that fire witch?" asked the old white-robed wizard with a frown.

"I don't know...... There had been no contact before!" said the young witch flatly.

"That's good!" Domnar, the white-robed wizard who was the vice president, was obviously relieved: "This Grim has been making a lot of trouble in the middle of the continent for decades. It is said that he has gathered a considerable force, and the Crimson family has become the only super wealthy family in the entire scattered Tallinn. It is rumored by many people that he is likely to become the core of power in the middle of the continent...... To be honest, there's a discussion within the association about how to deal with this guy!"

"What do you mean?"

"Since this guy has come to our east, he naturally wants to take this opportunity to get in touch with him, and observe his development potential by the way. If he is really as powerful as the rumors say, the guild will indeed have to consider suppressing this Crimson family......"

"The actions of the association are arranged by you, I don't care. But since this guy is here for me, I'm going to meet him and see what he means. If necessary, I can also try his depth for you. Young Olivia said proudly.

"That's very good. Then I'll arrange a few people to assist you and give you a hand......"

"No need, aren't you worried about my strength? It doesn't matter if he was a dragon or a worm before, he will be muddy when he comes to me!"

With that, the light screen where Olivia was located dimmed, apparently cut off from the hall of witchcraft.

When Olivia went offline, the wizards who couldn't get enough of it immediately began to talk about it. Obviously, they all can't wait to see a wonderful drama like Mars hitting the Earth.

After all, there are more than forty fourth-order wizards in the association, and that Olivia can definitely squeeze into the top ten.

With such strength, to collide head-on with a little fire witch from the 'backcountry', no one will be optimistic about the so-called 'legendary fire witch'!

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After wielding the sorcery crystal, Olivia reclined on the soft couch and pondered silently.

This is a beautifully decorated lounge, and the interior is even more lavish and luxurious, full of the extravagant and extravagant bizarre style of the high-ranking aristocracy.

And when the silent barrier disappeared, through the thick golden oak door panels, the noisy and lively musical instrument sounds and tide-like waves of the banquet hall downstairs poured into the room, making Olivia frown slightly.

But before she could do anything, the two sturdy golden oak doors burst open with a strong impact, and three young men and women were chasing and frolicking from outside.

The young man at the head had a fair and handsome face, a sturdy and tall figure, and a gorgeous black witch robe that was well-cut, and he looked even more talented when he wore it.

Judging from the style and style of the witch robe on his body, as well as the exquisite magic threads and magic gems embellished with corners, it can be seen that it is not a standard model uniformly distributed by the Wizards Association, but a specially customized high-end product. This alone shows that this person's family is rich, which is really staggering.

However, it is a pity that he did not cherish such a beautiful witch robe, and the placket and corners of the robe can be seen with wine stains and greasy marks. And he was obviously drunk at the moment, and with two beautiful and hot witches in his arms, he laughed loudly and slammed into the house crookedly.

The strength of the three of them is only 1 order......

The two young witches were still laughing and laughing, and when they saw Olivia with a frosty face in the room, the two of them shivered and hurriedly bowed down and stood up, their faces showing a look of horror and panic on their faces at the same time.

And although the young wizard was only of the first order, he suddenly saw Olivia, but he did not have the slightest fear or trepidation. He shook off his fellow witches and rushed at the 4th order witches diagonally, grabbing the corners of each other's sleeves and shaking violently.

"Sister...... Sister...... So you're hiding here...... I say...... Why didn't I see you in the hall!" The young wizard was already drunk and unable to support his body, and half collapsed on top of Olivia's body, and the heavy smell of wine sprayed directly on her face.

"Go down!" said Olivia.

The two Rank 1 witches hurriedly bowed and cautiously exited the room, closing the wooden door again.

Olivia sighed, raised her hands around the young wizard's head, and the witchcraft fluctuated, and a faint yellow smell of wine seeped out of the pores of the other party's skin, and re-condensed into a mass of wine in her palm.

After the wine was drained, the young wizard shuddered violently, and instantly regained consciousness.

"Sister, why are you!" said young Wales, holding his head, still indulging in the severe headache that had followed his drunkenness.

"Wales, you should know that the loss of a sober and calm mind because of drinking is a big taboo for us wizards!" Olivia's face was full of reproach, but her movements were not as cold as her words, but she took the initiative to help the other party massage and knead the corners of her forehead.

"Sister, you don't care about me!" the Welsh looked up and laughed miserably, "Ha, what can a waste like me do if I keep a sober and calm mind every day?

Olivia's hands stiffened, and a miserable look appeared on his face.

The difference in the talent potential of this own brother is simply a witchcraft insulator. Even if Olivia spent countless resources and a huge price, he could only raise his strength to the middle level of the 1st order.

At this point, the development of his strength has reached the limit. No matter how many resources are smashed, he can't even hear a sound, and it is impossible to bring him the slightest progress.

"Wales, don't give up on yourself. Believe my sister, I will definitely find something that can improve your qualifications and let you continue to live!" Olivia stroked his face with some pain.

Wales laughed miserably, shook his head and said, "Sister, you have said this tens of thousands of times, and you also know my qualifications, it is impossible to improve by half a step." I'm 337 years old now, and if it weren't for the life-extension ceremony you gave me decades ago, I'm afraid I'd be a dry bone in the grave by now. Right now...... My soul has been strengthened so many times that it has long since reached the limit of what it can bear. Even if you find better and more useful life-sustaining treasures in the future, my soul will no longer be able to bear it. ”

"So, sister, don't force me to meditate and study witchcraft anymore, I'm not this material at all. If you have this time, you might as well let me indulge and spend the last of my life happily......"

With that, Wales gently pushed away Olivia, who looked miserable, and stumbled out of the room again.

Behind him, Olivia closed her eyes in pain.