As soon as Derek returned to the city tower, he was surrounded by Princess Wei'er with shining star eyes and the mages of the mage group, looking at the momentum, no less than the crazy star chasers in his previous life.

"Master, have the people from the Magic Council been here? Are they from the Mage Strike Team?"

"Handsome, how can you compare to your master and me, that's a big bald head, okay~" Derek waved his hand disdainfully, the mage captain just now didn't even have a hair on his head, what was there to be handsome?

"Lord Earl, did Lord Raphael come? Did you see the crescent moon hook he used just now?" Leonardo, the mage captain of the City Defense Legion, also squeezed over, and he also looked like a nymphomaniac, but when the nymphomaniac's expression was seen from a man, he wanted to hit someone inexplicably.

"Raphael, the man who just came over, he calls himself Dante of the Seventh Mage Commando. Derek replied patiently as he pressed the urge to hit someone.

Since Derek started the Independent Regiment, he has a large number of alchemists under his command, but not a single mage yet, and he is thinking about taking advantage of this incident to swallow the mage team of the City Defense Legion.

Although anyone with a better level generally does not mix in a place like the City Defense Corps, they have long been invited away by the people of the major field corps, and those with a higher level will also get the opportunity to go to Houston City for further study.

But something is better than nothing, these guys in the mage team of the City Defense Legion still have the basic level, and Derek feels that it is not impossible to use it if he adjusts it well, so his attitude towards them has been quite good these days.

"Ah~" Princess Wei'er and the surrounding mages let out a dust scream, which shook Derek's eardrums, isn't it just a bald head, what is there to call for.

"I mean, what's wrong with you, isn't it just a squad of mages?" Derek said with some unhappiness, he swearing, not because he was jealous of seeing Wei'er's look, absolutely not!

"What do you mean it's just a mage squad!" Leonardo's expression was crazy: "Lord Earl, do you know how harsh the selection of members of the mage special attack team is? First of all, you must at least pass the assessment of the great mage. ”

"Great magician, is it powerful? I beat one when I was in the royal capital. Derek clasped his hands to his chest.

What about the Great Magician? It's not like he's beaten up like his grandson, Derek said, and these so-called false names and other things are the most boring.

"Master, the one you're talking about shouldn't be Barnes, right? He's not a big deal, he got a 'Great Magician Artistic Achievement Award' because he wrote his poems well, and then he thinks he's a great magician all day long, and he swaggers and cheats everywhere every day, do you think he really has the level of a great magician~"

Princess Wei'er complained ruthlessly.

Leonardo also opened his mouth to replenish the gun: "Yes, Lord Earl, mages and mages are not the same, there are pure and incompetent chaotic mages like Princess Wei'er said, and of course, there are also theoretical mages and combat mages of the orthodox academic school. ”

"What are theory mages and battle mages?" asked Derek, who realized that he seemed to have made a big oolong, with a cheeky face that had been tempered for a long time.

"Lord Earl, I guess you must not have listened to the lectures well when you were in school," Leonardo looked helpless: "The so-called theoretical mages refer to academic mages who study the theory of magic, and it is precisely because of their existence that powerful spells such as meteorite are born, and battle mages are mages like you, Earl, who specialize in using spells to fight." ”

Derek's memories of his previous school have long been lost, and even the magic is rearranged based on the remaining memories plus programming experience and brain holes, and if someone takes a closer look at the magic patterns that emerge when Derek releases the spell, they will find that even the magic circle of the fireball spell is different from others.

"Okay, so the great magician is very powerful, Leonardo, what do you think at my level, if I go to the test, what level will it be?"

"This ......" Leonardo was entangled for a while, as an upright boy, he didn't have any tricks to please his superiors, if there were, he wouldn't join the city defense corps on this border, it was really Derek's strength that was not easy to determine.

If you simply talk about the amount of magic in your body, let alone a great magician, thanks to the benefits brought by the crossing, Derek's magic is even stronger than that of a mage.

When it comes to actual combat effectiveness, he is even more driven to fly by Derek's whimsical and original spell shows.

The problem is, Derek has never fought even once as a pure magician!

Basically, every time I fight, I start with an ordinary fireball technique as a harassment, and then start all kinds of alchemy weapons to beat people to the point that their scalps are numb.

Especially after hearing that Derek and Master Zora collaborated to develop puppet technology, there were many puppets hidden in the large space ring inherited by the Rose family, and even once Master Zola accidentally got drunk, there was a so-called "one-man army".

"I can't say this, but at least it should be at the level of a great mage or above. "Master Leonardo has only cut with Count Ross six times so far, and this is not an exaggeration in terms of the level of performance of the Count.

The so-called battle mage's Grand Mage assessment is to hunt a legion-level magical beast in the endless forest north of Houston City by himself.

Not to mention how difficult it is to deal with legion-level magical beasts, it is not so easy to deal with the other magical beasts that infest the forest alone, so compared to the low pass rate of battle mages, more people are still willing to choose to submit a sufficiently level paper to become a theoretical mage.

Anyway, it's better to engage in theoretical research than to play with your life, right? So, since there was a distinction between theory and combat, the number of great mages of battle mages has always been relatively small.

"I just heard your screams, that bald man named Dante is very good?" Derek asked in some surprise after being forced to popularize a wave of magical knowledge.

I saw that Mage Leonardo carefully took out a stack of cards from the space ring, just like the Water Margin hero card that was eaten from the crisp noodles in the previous life, but the shape was much more exquisite.

"Space Jumper: Dante Alighieriri" Leonardo pulled out a card from the middle, which was the bald mage that Derek had just met: "The captain of the Seventh Mage Special Attack Team of the Magic Council, who is good at spatial magic, has set a record of one thousand meters of spatial teleportation, and no one has broken it so far!

"Hell, what's that look on your face, bastard! Are you suspicious?" Derek was furious by Leonardo's suspicious little eyes, but was caught by what he was doing: "What is this?"

"Lord Earl, I was wrong, give it back to me, this is the Hero Card of the Continent that I have saved up with great difficulty!" Leonardo reached out to snatch the card back, but was pressed by Derek on the head with one hand and couldn't reach it.

Come, let's take a look at the figure of the two people together, Derek is 1.83 meters tall, strong and strong, if you just look at the figure, even many people will think that this is a warrior or knight or something, anyway, it is definitely not a mage.

And Master Leonardo is only 1.72 meters, because he has been studying spells for many years and has not practiced, he often looks malnourished, and I don't know what kind of refugee he thought this was just running over.

"This card is interesting, do you have mine?" Derek asked with a grin, looking like a fox who had just stolen a chicken.