At the main gate of the southern city of Milte, the royal capital of Rhodeland, in front of the statue of the Three Kings of Grancia of the Moon, there was a seemingly ordinary convoy that entered the royal city of Mierte before sunset, mixed with the crowd of people coming and going.

After the convoy entered the South City Gate, it went straight to the magic guild branch of Mierte, as we all know, Endymion, known as the "magic capital", is not only the most developed country in magic technology, but also a paradise for mages on the continent of Cabez, three neutral organizations mercenary guild, thieves' guild and magic guild, among which the oldest magic guild was founded by his friend Hippolyte, the high mage of the Ten Rings, with the support of the first emperor. The three major neutral organizations have branches in almost all countries in the world, and even in places like Nigon, you can see localized mercenary unions, but in terms of influence, the Magic Guild is well-deserved first, so as long as many people see the magic guild emblem marked on the team, they consciously dodge both sides, for fear of provoking these mages.

In the world of Gonodia, nobles are often more valuable than the lives of commoners, but if they are unfortunate enough to provoke a mage, ordinary nobles can only come to the door to apologize and beg for mercy. If it is embroidered with multiple rings on his shoulders, then even a big nobleman such as an earl and marquis will have to sit down and rush to the Magic Guild as soon as possible to apologize.

The three major neutral organizations are usually unrelated, the mercenary guild mainly undertakes various combat commissions, the thieves' guild specializes in some shady trades, and the magic guild is multi-oriented to the nobility due to the particularity of its membership. Due to their own business scope, their interests rarely cause disputes, and many times the three have to cooperate with each other, the relationship between the mercenary union, the thief guild and the magic guild is surprisingly good, as long as the three appear in the same city at the same time, almost all of them will arrange the branch together, and the presidents will occasionally get together for a meal. Whoever has a problem and the other two are not hesitant to help, and the three are happy. From this point of view, it is a hundred times stronger than those countries and independent armies that are fighting with each other.

A few minutes later, the convoy arrived at the Guild Zone on the outskirts of the Central City.

Due to the large names of the three neutral organizations, some small guilds also landed their own stores here in the shadow, and gradually formed a characteristic of Mierte City. See the arrival of a convoy with a magic guild. People belonging to large and small guilds on both sides consciously gave way, and some even took off their hair and saluted. Mages may be arrogant and indifferent in the impression of ordinary people, but in fact, these people have more or less received the help of the Magic Guild, and in their opinion, although they are all nobles, Endymion's origin is undoubtedly a symbol of high su.

As if in response to goodwill, the convoy slowed down. Wipe out any possibility of crashing into pedestrians, and finally stop smoothly in front of a towering building with a strange shape and a constantly dazzling halo of color.

This is the stronghold of the Magic Guild in the royal city of Myrt, and it is also one of the few large chapters.

At the entrance of the guild, there were several mage apprentices who were in charge of reception, and when they saw the motorcade marked with the emblem stopped, they hurriedly walked over and opened the door. But before they could offer their courtesy, the passengers in the second carriage had already jumped out of the carriage on their own, acting like a barbarian. His burly figure stunned the mage who was approaching. The kind of oppression that came to them as they strode through made it even more difficult for them to breathe.

The burly bald mage ignored the several mages who had come to receive him. Walking to the first carriage, he bowed down respectfully and whispered to the people inside the carriage.

"Sir, here we are."

The carriage door was windless and automatic, and after slowly opening, an elderly man stepped out of the carriage with difficulty. Maybe many people see it at first glance. will think of him as a bad old man who has half a foot in a coffin, but in fact, the appearance of this old man is just an illusion, and the moment he gets down, the magic air mass directly condenses on the sole of his shoe to support him forward. It's not so much that he stepped out of the carriage, but that he actually flew off the carriage.

Don't forget, the founder of the Magic City and the first Wizard Emperor, Endymion, is not a product of the short-lived Black Iron Age.

He is an upright golden creature, and it is not a problem to live hundreds or thousands of years at will, even if his descendants are now thin, they still have a lifespan beyond ordinary humans.

"Milt...... It's been a long time since I've been here. The old man leaned on his cane and slowly looked up at the magnificent building, with a reminiscent smile on his face, "...... Still the same as before. ”

The apprentices who were flashed aside by the bald mage were a little unhappy, they were just the daily reception personnel, most of them had just joined the Magic Guild before they were sent to this position, lacking eyesight and the patience that a mage should have, so when he heard the old man's words, one of them couldn't help but mutter, "Obviously it was renovated a few days ago, and it's the same as before." ”

Unexpectedly, the old man, who should have been deaf and dazzled, actually heard his voice unexpectedly, turned his head and squinted at him, "Are you proud?" ”

The apprentice was taken aback, but the young man was originally a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, so he boldly responded, "Yes, it is my honor to be able to join the Magic Guild!" ”

The old man laughed, and his wrinkled face suddenly shook like ripples, "New mage, new building." ”

He paused, shook his head slightly, and then slowly walked out of the guild, and the old voice came slowly.

"It's a pity that it's as ugly as before."

These words are almost indistinguishable from provocation in the esteemed Magic Guild. The apprentice's blood surged, regardless of rushing over to reason with the old man, the bald mage who accompanied the old man suddenly turned his head and glanced at him coldly, and the mage apprentice suddenly fell into an ice cellar, stood in place for less than two seconds, and sat on the ground with a thud.

The old man trembled and leaned on his cane, and although he did not look back, he knew everything about what was behind him. He pouted, seeming to feel a little regretful, "It's a pity, that kid's talent is not bad." ”

The bald mage snorted, "Endymion doesn't need such a fool, not now, and not in the future. ”

As they spoke, the two of them had already entered the Magic Guild with the rest of the team's gray robes. Unlike the crowded mercenary guilds and the shady thieves' guilds, the Magic Guild is spacious and bright, and the lighting equipment is also made of natural crystals. Except for the magic guild's offices at the entrance, the central hall was separated by various runes engraved on the walls and floor tiles, and many mages stood in twos and threes. Unfolding the Silent Enchantment and discussing the issue of magic.

Compared with the rookie apprentices who didn't know anything outside, the mages inside were much more knowledgeable, and when they saw the entry of this group of people, most of them didn't recognize it, but as long as they saw the black and white ring on their shoulders, almost all of them put down their work as soon as possible. They came over to offer their condolences. However, whether it was the old man or the bald man, neither of them paid attention to it, but none of the mages dared to show the slightest dissatisfaction, although among these people, there were many archmages of the sixth and seventh rings.

"There are thousands of stupid people in the world, do you think you can kill them all?" The old man glanced at him, and the bald mage Bermonstein's back immediately stood up, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to argue.

The old man sighed, "...... Such innocuous characters. Ignore it next time, we still have a lot of work to do, we don't have time to waste time on these worms, and don't forget, Bemenstein, I left the matter of the Sea of Haze to you, but you haven't found a solution yet. ”

His voice was small and old, but it was exceptionally clear in the ears of the bald mage.

"I see. Mr. Bermonstein replied respectfully. He paused, then spoke again. "So, sir, shall we now go to see the president of Milt's branch, or shall we just convene the committee?"

The old man gently twisted the ring on his hand, revealing a very kind smile, "Of course, you have to meet the president first, no matter what." It's always time to say hello. ”

He turned his head and smiled at an old mage with a complicated face on the stairs not far to his right.

"You say yes, old Williams?"

"Yes, yes, damn little bunny. You can say anything, pull me up! ”

On the other side of Mierte City, no more than the undercurrent in the magic guild, the situation here is clear at a glance, it is nothing more than the "little gangsters" slashing people with knives on the street. Of course, in the eyes of some, such clarity is even worse - especially when it happens to them.

In fact, when you encounter such a situation, if you can beat it, you can run if you can't beat it, which is almost one of the rules of street fighting, but if it is placed on a small short leg, it doesn't seem to be suitable. Even if the long-legged Oba runs fast, if the luck is bad and he runs into a dead end, the result is self-evident.

Coincidentally, there is one here, and both are occupied.

"Keep your dog's eyes open, now you're begging me, I don't care about your attitude, at least you have to be a little sincere." Green was lying on the edge of the window, with one arm on his chin, and replied gracefully. It seemed that he didn't care, and his heart was actually happy.

He never thought that he would meet this guy in Mierte City.

Wildling Beard, one of the very few mysterious merchants in the Kingdom of Rhodeland, has strange habits and is difficult to get along with, and is also one of the side goals of Green's trip. The cultivation of swordsmanship did not make him forget the progress on the road of his martial arts, in fact, he has always been thinking about the talent of the Nian Dou genre in Bilder's hand to open the book, and because Bilder has the habit of wandering around the major cities of the kingdom, Grimm originally intended to wait until he completed the agreement with Sir Mrak, and then used the brown paper he left for himself to set out to look for it, and he didn't want to fall asleep and someone sent a pillow, without him looking for it, Bilder actually sent it to the door himself.

This is really in line with the old saying: the blessed don't be busy, and the unblessed run away!

"Bastard little ghost, you're taking advantage of people's danger! Although Beard is unlucky, the dignity of the kobold is still there! I would never agree to such a condition! ”

Green raised his eyebrows, pulling the attribute panel with one hand, completely uncaring what Bilder shouted.

Rating: 40 (19/41)

Power Tier: D+ (Unawakened)

Race: Human male, pseudo? The body of a hero

Identity: Son of a Costume [Stunt: Mystic (Level 1)]

Profession: Martial artist, swordsman, thief

Talents: (Unenabled)

Primary Attributes: Strength [C] Intelligence [D-] Dexterity [C-] Constitution [C]

Sub-Attributes: Spirit [B-] Will [C] Perception [F+] Luck [D]

Judging from the attribute panel alone, the strength and physique progress is the most obvious, and it seems to benefit from the law touch just now. It's just that Green is a little strange, he is obviously taking the speed route, and there is no change in how dexterous he is, but it is closer to the growth method of a strong warrior. Could it be that his future path is a meat shield?

Green pouted, it was definitely one of those images he didn't want to see.

"How's it going, Beard, have you changed your mind?" After reading the changes in attributes, Green shouted casually.

"Fart! Bilder never compromises! ”

Facing the approaching violent group on the other side of the alley, the dwarf with his entire face covered in beard shouted a majestic voice. It is simply the red god BUFF state possessed by Dong Cunrui, Huang Jiguang, and the five heroes of the wolf tooth at the same time. Green shrugged regretfully, got up and closed the window, "Then I wish you a nice dinner." ”

"Wait, wait! Damn, damn human stinking imp, I'll promise you whatever you say! Kill Bildra up! As soon as Green's voice fell, the thugs below happened to show off their short knives and hand axes, and the eyes of the one below were shaken by the cold light, and he trembled in anxiety. Finally, he had no choice but to make a promise to Green.

Just waiting for your words!

Green raised his eyebrows, got up and shouted, "Jump up!" ”

Wildling Beard didn't know what medicine was sold in Green's gourd, but he obediently jumped on the spot. Speaking of which, dwarves are really not a race that is good at jumping, and the subtle distance between the short legs and the ground, if you don't look closely, is just a sensational body, and Green suspects that if the dwarves participate in the junior high school sports test, they may fail. But the good thing. All Green wanted was the gap under his feet, the little height that Beard had jumped up. Enough for him to get the homing arrow to Beard's feet with unmistakable precision.

"It seems like your skills have improved again, but what are you throwing this time? Paper? Samael also stood by the window, although he was just shocked by the rapid progress of Green's strength, but when he saw Green's skillful technique, he couldn't help but admire.

"You can interpret it as...... Magic! ”

Green said this, and suddenly reached down to fish. Bilder, who was screaming and screaming at the navigation arrow, was grabbed by the collar by him and dragged into the room.

"Son of a bitch, bastard, I didn't know you were so heavy." Green seemed to have gotten used to the way he communicated with Beard, and when he opened his mouth, he was stunned by a curse.

Bild fell to the ground, not recovering from his elevation. On the contrary, the thugs who were chasing Beard down there stopped doing it, and they shouted and shouted at Green to hand him over, saying that if he didn't hand him over, they would kill him, and then hack your whole family to death.

"It's really noisy, if the commander hadn't been very busy, I would have seen you still bark." Green turned sideways to look at the thugs who were shouting below, yawned helplessly, and then waved his hand at them again and again, "Get out, while I'm in a good mood, don't be an eyesore here." ”

Green's attitude angered the thugs below even more, they held up the knives in their hands, chanting familiar words such as "you wait" and "don't go", Green couldn't help but roll his eyes, directly returned a magic fist, and then closed the window to enjoy the cleansing.

"What? Wiltz doesn't have a ruffian? Green asked as he looked back at Samael's glaring eyes and casually threw Beard aside to the corner for him to pant against the wall.

"That's a ...... Break fresh ground. Samael thought for a long time, and finally held back four words.

Green shrugged, Wilts's kind of martial country, maybe even the gangsters are different from other places, but when he thinks of the burly Kunari, Green still feels that it doesn't matter where the gangsters are, anyway, when he sees Acesis, he will be taught how to behave.

"Why didn't you see Albert?"

First the nightmare, then the door to the awakening, and then the savage Bilder asking for help, and after a series of things, Green remembered that his Hu Congmage had not shown up until now.

"Oh, Mr. Albert has gone out to buy ingredients, and it seems that there is some special recipe that can nourish the lord's body," Samael said, and after thinking about it, he decided to report it truthfully, "But looking at your previous situation, it seems that you will not be able to wake up soon, and Mr. Albert said that by the way, I will visit the landscape of Mierte, and it is estimated that I will come back later." ”

Although it's called a black magician, it's still a mage after all, and it's really a species that can't be idle.

Green showed a "I guessed" expression, and then asked, "What about you?" Didn't you just come to the city of Mierte, why didn't you visit it together? ”

"I'm going to have to leave someone to look after you, you see, I'm not going to come in handy," Samael joked with a wave of his hand, "Besides, I'm most interested in the 'Three Kings', and now that I've seen one of them, I'm not too anxious." ”

Statue of the Three Kings?

Recalling the huge statue of the Emperor at the main gate of the South City, Green's heart suddenly moved.

yes, I said how it looks so familiar to that statue, it looks a bit like Albert......

After careful consideration, the more Green thought about it, the more he felt similar, although in terms of appearance, the appearance of Gracia of the Emperor Moon was far from Albert, but the temperament between the two, as well as the vague feeling for Green, had a very similar feeling, as if using a mold to burn bread with different images.

"It's weird, how can I feel this way?" Green pinched his chin and muttered to himself.

Then he suddenly remembered that the person behind him was not only a black marketeer, but also his accurate intelligence house function.

So Green walked over and directly pulled out half of the holy sword and shook it- (To be continued......)