Go back ten days.

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Renault came to the door of President Makarov's office, where the old man would normally deal with documents, most of them were complaints from residents or decisions of the Magic Council, and a small part were all kinds of miscellaneous things that every guild leader had to face.

Renault knocked lightly on the office door.

"Please come in." The old voice of President Makarov came from inside the door.

Renaud walked softly into the room and carefully closed the door.

"Well, it's you, Kid Renault, what's the matter?" President Makarov looked up from the pile of papers, his gaze poking out from under his reading glasses.

Yes, despite the power of magic, the magician is still a mortal after all, and as long as he is a mortal, he cannot escape the erosion of time, even President Makarov. His eyesight is actually not very good, but because he is afraid of trouble, he doesn't wear glasses much on weekdays.

Renault calmly faced Chairman Makarov, and suddenly, he closed his eyes, his right hand was tightly pressed against his left chest, his muscles rolled, and there were faint bruises on his forehead, but his expression still did not change in the slightest, and he looked very strange.

"What are you doing here? Feeling unwell? President Makarov asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it's just a little trick, a purely carnal technique taught to me by one of my teachers who takes pleasure in torturing myself." Reynolds smiled at Chairman Makarov, but his smile was a little labored.

"This method allows me to control my heartbeat for a while, so that I have a few minutes of free time, and if I can, I hope you will not comment for a while, so that I can finish my sentence."

Without waiting for President Makarov to speak, Reynolds continued to himself, "The other day, when I was on my way to the Teal Pegasi, I accidentally 'bumped into' with a big figure in the Council of Magic, and he gave me an interesting task, which was to report to him about the interesting things in the guild while you didn't know, especially about you and Mr. Kildas. ”

His speech was a little fast, and his face gradually turned red, and it could be seen that this "little skill" was not small for him at all.

"In order to ensure the success of the mission, he also gave me a 'small gift'." Renaud gently unbuttoned the neckline with one hand, revealing his chest, where there was a hideous magic pattern, although it was partially covered by Renault's palm, but the highly recognizable pattern still made President Makarov's expression change greatly.

"Self-discipline destroys the magic array! Who would dare to do such a thing! ”

The old man's body suddenly rose with a murderous aura, the evil deeds that happened to Renault touched Makarov's most sensitive nerves, although he is nominally the president of the guild, but he has always regarded the members as his relatives, even if Renault did not officially join the guild, but in receiving the badge awarded by Makarov, it means that in the old man's heart, Renault has been regarded as a member of the guild.

And the most intolerable thing for Makarov is that someone will do something to his children.

Therefore, the old man, who had always been kind, instantly became murderous.

"You'd better calm down first, otherwise I won't be able to maintain my 'little skill' in the face of such a strong momentum." Renault's face became even redder, and even faintly began to turn purple, but his smile was still indifferent, as if he was discussing other trivial matters with the old man.

Makarov reined in his momentum, although there was irrepressible anger in his heart, but he knew better what the young man in front of him was fighting against, and he absolutely couldn't add the slightest pressure to him.

[Self-Discipline Destruction Magic Array] is the most powerful destruction magic known at present, and it is generally only used on some large buildings or ruins that need to be completely erased, and once this magic circle is engraved on the human body, it becomes the most vicious curse, and the life and death of the caster are no longer in their hands, and any negligence will face annihilation.

Under this pressure, Renault still chose to confess to himself, and Makarov looked at Renault with a hint of respect.

"Let's not be nervous, can you, President, I really need to take it easy now." Renault seemed to be under no pressure and joked with Makarov, but Chairman Makarov did not dare to slack off at all, and just motioned Renault to continue with his eyes.

"I don't know exactly how this circle works, but it can sense my heartbeat to a certain extent, so I can't let myself get too excited, and although it's not necessarily a trigger mechanism, I can't afford it." Renaud took another deep breath, trying to calm himself.

"Their plan involves far more than just one of our guilds, all the magic guilds with the 'Holy Ten' are their targets. But I think they may still not be telling the truth about this, so it can't be ruled out that other guilds are not facing this kind of crisis. Our kind of ......," he gestured to his chest, "undercover agents, we must report some information to them on a regular basis, according to this information, they will be able to grasp the dynamics of each guild, and the action will have the initiative, I don't know what they are brewing, but it will definitely not be a good thing." So, as a member of the guild, I felt compelled to report back to you. ”

After saying what he wanted to say in one breath, Renaud breathed a sigh of relief, he nodded to Chairman Makarov, and then released his muscle control, a large amount of blood gushed back made his face look better, but this also meant that he was coerced again, so he didn't say anything more, and even no longer had any expression, after tidying up his clothes, he left the president's office directly.

President Makarov watched him leave, then squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, then took out a teleportation crystal from a drawer.

A moment later, the crystal lit up, revealing Mr. Argyma's equally old countenance.

"You know about Renault?" Makarov first asked tentatively, although he has absolute trust in his old friend, but when it comes to the lives of members, Makarov is still extremely cautious.

"Huh? That magical, but low-key kid? I've seen him shoot once, very interesting young man, what's wrong, is there any problem? The old man replied.

President Makarov breathed a sigh of relief, and then he said to his old friend solemnly, "I would like to add a few requirements for this magic entrance examination......

And Renault, who walked out of the door, was already covered with sweat on his back.

"Huh, although I have probably figured out the effects and limitations of this magic array, I am really nervous to actually implement it."

He looked at his chest, his gaze seemed to penetrate his clothes, and directly observed the black and red magic circle lines, "I still have to think of a way, I can't carry a time bomb every day." After all, this is also magic, and if it is magic, there will always be a way to get rid of it. ”

He patted his left chest again and clenched his fist slightly.