In Krezer's impression, the old man in front of him had never taken the initiative to ask him about anyone's name, especially if he was a peer like himself, and being able to take the initiative to be mentioned by the old man was enough to show that this person was different, which couldn't help but make the jealousy that had just disappeared quietly rise again.

Pursing his lips and listening to the old man's words, of course Kratzer knew who the young man the former was referring to, this person was not a stranger to him, but he was not very familiar with it, at least he himself thought so, there was only a small conflict and an unknown transaction between himself and that person.

"Do you mean Bellatem?" Kreeser tried to ask, although he was sure in his heart that the young man in the old man's mouth was the young bandit leader. "The young bandit leader?"

"Well, young bandit leader, what's the matter?, the kid is indeed called Bellatem!" From the word from Krezer's mouth, it was the old man's turn to be surprised, and he looked at the former with a little surprise, as if he wondered why the child in his impression was called so.

"Oh! Here's the thing! You don't know it! This guy was once the leader of one of the three bandit bandits entrenched in Antelope Canyon. I fought him on the way back, and of course I won in the end!" looked at the puzzled look on the old man's face, and Krezer figured it out, it turned out that the former's impression of Bellatham existed a long time ago, and he didn't know what the latter had become now.

Thinking of this, Krezer paused, briefly organized the language, and then spoke again.

"He seems to recognize the magic gem in my hand and knows what it means to the magician, but he doesn't call it the 'Philosopher's Stone' and is eager to get it, so the two of us fought, and in the end I won!"

Speaking of this, Kretzer hesitated for a moment, looked at the old man, and seemed to consider whether to tell the matter, originally he didn't want to say it, but the old man's attitude towards Bellatham gave him a little jealousy, or a sense of competition between children.

Anyway, when he had said this, Krazer straightened his chest a little proudly, as if he wanted to be praised by the old man, but what he imagined did not happen, because the old man, after listening to his words, only stared at the table, as if he was thinking about something.

"By the way, Professor, because I was the one who won in the end, that guy from Bellatham made a deal with me in exchange for a legacy magic called the 'Mayfly Mirror' for the fighting style I learned from Mr. Ben Stiller!"

"Oh, he did it, this kid is really ignorant!" Hearing this, the old man's eyebrows furrowed, and he looked particularly surprised, as if only this thing could make his heart move.

"Yes, Professor, do you want to show you, I've learned!" said Krezer, standing up and reciting the incantation.

But as soon as his hand brushed the space ring, his body suddenly stiffened, and then he remembered that the tip of the spear had been left by him to the dwarf, and without the magic primordial stone by his side, he couldn't release any magic at will now, which couldn't help but make him blush.

"That's enough, don't show it!" As if sensing the former's embarrassment, the old man waved his hand to stop the former's movements, and looked up at the former, the concern in his eyes was unmistakable. "Your biggest weakness now is that you can't leave the Magic Gem, only if it is on you, you can release your magic freely, so you have to remember that no matter how urgent the matter is in the future, you must always ensure that the Magic Gem is by your side, otherwise if something happens, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

"Got it, Professor, I'll remember!" Feeling the concern in the old man's gaze, Kraser's heart warmed, and he firmly remembered the former's admonition.

At the mention of Bellatham, the old man began to speak for Krezer as if he had opened a conversation, as if now he was particularly fond of reminiscing about the past years ago.

"Alas, what a disappointment for this child of Bell Ratham! When Sizemore brought those two children to the party, both children were very gifted, and both the elder sister and younger brother had a superior affinity for the elements of magic beyond their peers. ”

"Although the situation at that time judged that as the little mint of the elder sister, she was better than Bellatem as the younger brother in terms of strength and brains, but the latter was the most optimistic for our old guys!"

"Why? The most important factor in the growth of a magician is his affinity for magical elements, commonly known as talent. Your talent is not good enough, no matter how hard you work and how much sweat you put in, you can't go too far on the road of magic!"

"But on the contrary, if you are amazing enough to be talented, but you don't work hard, you won't go far on the road of magic either!

"Just a few people, who are the others?" Glancing at the meaning of the old man's words, Kraser's eyes lit up suddenly, and he couldn't wait to ask.

With the backing of the magic primordial stone, his strength is now on the rise, even before he was not attacked by magic, he was confident that he had a place in his generation, but he suddenly learned from the old man's mouth that there were still a few people who deserved to be remembered by those of them who stood at the top of the magician, which couldn't help but make him feel like he was competing with him.

"Don't worry, you'll meet later!" the old man only smiled and did not answer.

But Krazier's mind conjured up the image of a young man dressed in white and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and this person was the culprit who caused him to suffer from the magic backlash, could this person be one of them?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help blurting out a question. "Professor, do you remember the guy who fought me last year? the young man who was good at using dark magic! Was he one of them?"

But after these words, the old man's body was slightly stagnant, and the smile on his face became a little stiff, this strange appearance only flashed for a moment, and soon disappeared, but the obviously excited Krazer did not notice the old man's abnormality, and still muttered something in his mouth.

After Krezer's question, the old man seemed a little distracted, as if his mind had flown elsewhere because of this matter, and he sighed, and then slowly stood up.

"Go and rest! I'm going to be alone!"

"Yes, Professor!" said the excited Kraser, who still didn't notice anything unusual about the old man.

After all, from last night to now, many things that have happened are really too unacceptable, and after nearly 20 years of ordinary life, he suddenly learned a lot of unimaginable but real things overnight, which made his adventurous heart jump non-stop.

The excitement made him tired, but the old man's words made him realize that it was time to rest, and that there was still a lot of work to be done today, especially tomorrow's game, and he had to meet it with the best attitude.

Beckoning to Thanatos, who was lying on the table, he raised his little head and peeked at the old man in front of him, and seeing that the latter had closed his eyes, he swooped into Krezer's shoulder with a slight force on his limbs.

Gently patting Thanatos on the shoulder, Kraser, who was already holding his hand on the handrail of the stairs, was about to climb the stairs, and when he took the first step, he suddenly remembered something, his body froze, and he turned his head to look at the old man.

"Professor, that guy from Bellatem is here too, he's with the guys from Sophia's mercenary group!"

But to Krezer's surprise, the old man just closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard, and didn't react, just sat quietly in his chair.

Glancing deeply at the old man, Krazer didn't know why the former suddenly became silent, but he was also very interested in not continuing to ask, but walked lightly down the stairs to the second floor of his own room.

Lying on his own bed, Kreeser soon fell asleep after two days of exhaustion, because the short-term excitement does not expel overwork, it can only make people forget for a while, and when the mood is calm, the tiredness will come back again, and it is irresistible.

When Kratzer fell asleep, the old man sitting in the chair did not move for a long time, as if he had fallen asleep in the chair.

I don't know how long it took, the old man's slightly closed eyes opened, he slowly got up, turned out the window with his hands behind his back, and a gleam flashed in his wise eyes.

"Your plan has begun!"

At this moment, outside the originally empty window, a thick male voice sounded, and suddenly there were ripples in the space, and a person who was covered by a black cloak with a big hood appeared in the void, and stood quietly parallel to the old man in the void.

"Yes, sir!"

"Hehe, your strength has been restored!" said the old man suddenly, as if he knew the identity of the person who came.

"No, but it's almost!" the deep male voice sounded again, but it didn't spread too far, as if it was only between the two of them.

Silence once again hung between the two, the two seemed familiar, but strange, as if they had a lot to say, but they didn't know how to say it.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" the silence lasted only a moment, and the old man asked, seemingly impatiently.

"Father asked me to invite you, and he wants you to join 'him' in the project!" said the man in a black cloak.

"Sure enough, he is still not dead!Hehe, for this plan, he has been preparing for more than three hundred years, and finally waited for the right time to start?" Hearing this, the old man's eyebrows furrowed, as if he had already expected it.

"No, but my father said that the situation in that place has changed, and the 'disaster day' may come earlier because of this, so he doesn't want to delay any longer!"

"What's going on? Why don't I know?" But after hearing this, the old man's expression suddenly changed, and a trace of undisguised anger flashed in his eyes, as if he was shocked, and even more so annoyed.

"I don't know the specific situation, only my father knows, and since the start of the plan, until today, I haven't seen him, only received three orders from him!" The old man's undisguised anger was hidden from the eyes of the passer, obviously the latter knew what the consequences would be if he angered the old man in front of him, and he hurriedly excused himself. "If it weren't for me, my father wouldn't have recruited me into his plan at all, you know, I have a completely different philosophy from him when it comes to how to save the Montimos Continent!"

"I see!" closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the anger in his heart, and the old man seemed to regain his composure.

"Then did you agree? After all, your participation will definitely make the implementation of this opportunity more stable!" Seeing that the old man's mood eased somewhat, the visitor did not forget the purpose of his trip and asked.

"No, I have my own things to do!" but he didn't think about it, but the old man flatly refused.

"You...!" Hearing this, the visitor was speechless for a moment, apparently he did not expect such an outcome.

"Don't persuade me, you go back and tell him that I won't stop him from doing anything, but he doesn't want to point fingers at me, now the Opdos Empire can't mess around!" the old man waved his hand violently, and flatly refused, not even wanting to give the other party a little room to turn around, but then he added. "No chaos for at least three years!"

"Although I don't agree with my father's approach either, however, the plan has been launched, and there are some things that I can't control, after all, we belong to seven organizations, and I can't control any of them!"

"Then you tell him to evacuate the people who have been planted in the Empire, or don't blame me for being rude!" the old man said with a rare threat as to what to do in this matter.

"Well, sir, I'll tell my father all you have to say!"

"He saved the continent in his way, and I am saving the continent in my way, and so do the others, we are all working hard for the day when 'Disaster Day' comes, so don't impose his will on me!" seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the man's approach, the old man's emotions were rarely excited, and even he had begun to use body language to express his emotions, which had not happened to him for many years.

As if sensing the intention of the visitor to continue to persuade, the old man waved his arm vigorously and unceremoniously issued an expulsion order. "Take my word to me, and go! after tomorrow, all of you will be gone!"

"I see!"

Without waiting for the words to fall, where the person came, the space rippled.

And when the words fell completely, the man who was shrouded in a black cloak disappeared into the void.