Time is still flowing minute by minute, and the atmosphere in the hall is becoming more and more lively.

The chattering aristocrats and the wealthy merchants, while enjoying their good food and wine, began to gather around the best of their apprentices, admiring with expectant expressions the results that were either strange or amazing.

At this moment, the little wizard in a mentor's robe stood in the crowd, admiring the talkative wizard apprentice on the stage, recommending the sleeping potion he had developed.

It was the same Thran Corvo who had confronted Isaac head-on and had not fallen behind in the slightest.

"Anyway... Why are you here?" Isaac suddenly spoke, glancing curiously at the guy on the stage who had almost made him unable to get off the stage:

"I'm almost asleep listening to that Rausch sleeping potion... From a hypnotic point of view, his eloquence is more successful than a potion!"

"I'm now a temporary mentor here, and it's part of the Royal Wizarding Academy's tradition that mentors help their apprentices get the sponsorship they deserve. ”

Ai Yin rolled her eyes and said angrily: "It's some people, don't you say 'never bow to the evil forces', so they refuse to come to such a boring banquet?"

"That's right, and I still think this party is boring and a waste of time!"

Isaac snorted as a matter of course: "But the thought that all the sponsorship and resources were all taken away by the guys of alchemy or herbalogy, I felt that I should do something for the occult that was still in its infancy. ”

"Oh, how many people have you persuaded so far?" a sly smile curled into the corners of the little wizard's mouth.

"For the time being...... I'm the only one. Isaac held his head high, with a "disapproving" expression, but quickly turned the conversation to the apprentice who was still talking:

"Then again, I kind of admire this guy!"

Almost as soon as his words fell, Ain's face immediately showed a little surprise, and then he laughed very teasingly:

"Oh...... I didn't expect that some megalomaniac would have someone who could make him approve of it!"

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't say I agreed with him... That theory has no logic at all, completely violates the principles of wizards, and I can't agree with this kind of guy in my life!"

"Really?" the little wizard's eyes narrowed, "Not really, it seems that some guy has applied to become a mentor of the Theran Corvo Occult ......"

"That's to further humiliate him, and then make him realize how ridiculous it is for him to insist on those things!" said Isaac, who had a flat mouth.

"What's more, he will officially finish in a month, even if this stinky little ghost wants to be my apprentice, he won't have a chance to ......"

"If I could become an apprentice to Isaac Grantham's mentor, I would never mind delaying my graduation. ”

The apprentice who suddenly appeared behind him startled Isaac, but he still rolled his eyes and sarcastically mocked the other party as always: "Don't think that this will please me, and don't expect me to agree with your theory!"

"Each other, Mentor Isaac Grantham. Thran Corvo straightened his shirt and smiled indifferently:

"I also think that your disdain for other disciplines should be corrected by someone. ”

"Oh... Arrogant stinky little imp, do you think you can do it?"

"I have this determination. ”

"Then I'll help you turn it into despair!"

The two who looked at each other shook hands "amicably", and the smile on the corner of their mouths seemed to want to open each other's brains and then dig out their hearts and lungs.

It's really two children who can't grow up...... The little wizard who was caught in the middle sighed helplessly.

At the moment when she turned around, a beautiful figure suddenly came into her field of vision.

The alert little wizard reacted immediately in a thousandth of a second, it was the woman who had spoken to Loren.

She still had the same serious and tense expression, but there seemed to be a little more relaxed pleasure in her eyes, and she proudly passed through the crowd, the gorgeous white dress was like a swan's feathers, and the black and bright show was enviable.

Just as the little wizard was a little short of breath, another fellow followed the woman and quietly walked down the stairs, taking a cautious look around.

A black-haired wizard crept down the stairs under the gaze of those sapphire eyes, fiddling with the placket of his clothes while cautiously making sure that no one was watching him, and then pretending to be "nothing happened" and leisurely walked into the crowd.

The little wizard's eyes widened and he froze for a minute.

Then, as if she had suddenly thought of something, she left Isaac with a cold face and quietly followed behind the black-haired wizard......

..............................

The black-haired wizard with an indifferent smile on his lips and a nonchalant smile on his lips weaved through the crowd of the banquet hall, feeling the occasional glance at him, tentative or curious, to name a few.

For these nobles in the imperial capital, it is only because of the title of "wizard advisor" of His Royal Highness the prince that they want to pay attention to, and they are also a prince with no real power, so it is naturally impossible to pay too much attention to their own small role.

Of course, such an outcome could not be better, and it would be better if everyone's attention was on Brandon... Seeing Gray Sal walking towards him in front of him, the black-haired wizard slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Judging by your expression, it must be that everything is going well?" The kind middle-aged wizard bowed slightly, and smiled very reservedly: "It is indeed extraordinary to be a wizard advisor who can be recognized by the Imperial Cabinet and His Majesty. ”

"It's just a matter of luck. ”

Pulling the corners of his mouth at self-deprecation, Loren shrugged helplessly: "That Highness has given me a great task, but thanks to your help, it is quite complete." ”

"It's just a little thing you can do, and you don't have to be so polite. The middle-aged wizard nodded slightly, and the relationship between the two sides became more and more harmonious.

"What's more, we are friends and we should help each other... Maybe one day, we might need your help. ”

Although Gray Sal was completely joking in a joking tone, Loren knew very well that the other party was definitely very serious when he said this.

It seems that the wizards of the imperial capital really want to form an alliance with Brandon... And it's already so urgent that it's blatant.

First he volunteered to help his former wizard advisor in the Imperial Cabinet, and then the Royal Wizarding Academy and this Gray Sal wizard......

It wasn't difficult to convince Brandon to form an alliance with them, but the overly enthusiastic attitude of the other party really made Loren a little wary and had to be careful to watch out for the other party.

Ebolden's lesson was too profound, and Loren didn't want to be a spearman for another "Corona Master" or get involved with other evil gods.

"Please rest assured, as long as the Royal Wizarding Academy needs it, I will do my best. Looking at each other, Loren nodded solemnly: "There will never be any excuses." ”

The middle-aged wizard who received this reply was slightly stunned, and then showed a meaningful smile, which was obviously a powerful hint to the other party, proving that Brandon de Salion did have the will to form an alliance.

"Thank you for your reply, Royal Wizarding Academy will definitely take it to heart. Lowering his head with the same seriousness, Gray Sal said softly: "I have to receive a guest of honor who came today, I am very sorry that I can't continue to accompany you, and please enjoy this banquet to the fullest, if you need anything, you can just ask." ”

"You're so gracious. ”

With a somewhat formulaic smile, Loren saw off the "over-enthusiastic" middle-aged wizard and breathed a sigh of relief... Things have progressed to this point, and he is no longer allowed to continue to choose the objects of the alliance.

Whether or not the wizards of the imperial capital can take over is also related to whether Brandon can get enough support and Byrne's alliance, and neither of them must fail.

As soon as he thought of this, the black-haired wizard couldn't help but sigh.

"Your Excellency Wizard Advisor, you are really a busy man!"