Chapter 162: Registration (II)
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The gap between them and Wiener is too great, and the latter is almost firmly in the position of the future patriarch of the Liska family.
After a few cold words of exchange with the crowd, Wiener scanned the crowd with a pair of eyes, looking for someone.
There was a deep gloom between his brows.
Ten days ago, Wiener learned that Richard and the others had left Bekaa City, and immediately spent a hundred gold coins to hire three warriors to intercept and kill him.
The three warriors were level six, and two level five. It stands to reason that taking out Richard is a breeze and a piece of cake. But for some reason, the message was cut off forever.
Afterwards, Wiener was anxious and personally took someone outside to look around, but he was shocked and even creepy.
All three mercenaries were dead, and their appearance was miserable, as if they had been killed by magic. They had bruises all over their bodies, and several bones were broken.
Richard is a magician, and Leah's level is only level four.
The only explanation is that he was prepared for it, and it is very likely that he hired stronger people to escort him all the way, so that Wiener fell short.
After the auction, Vena was puzzled, how did a mere waste Richard become a fourth-level magician in less than a month?
He used all his connections, gathered information, and finally got an almost terrifying answer.
Richard... Seems to have a good relationship with the Blood Tiger Mercenary Group!
Some time ago, the 20th floor incident of the Tower of the World was in a uproar, and the most important participant in it was Richard.
It is not known where he got his abilities and how he did them.
Wiener even found out that the Blood Tiger did not hesitate to spend a thousand dollars to buy a walnut staff as a reward for Richard.
"Brother Wiener, what's wrong with you? The face is so terrible. ”
The nobleman of the Marin family asked in surprise.
Wiener came back to his senses and shook his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little eerie: "It's nothing, I'm just missing someone." ”
Miss?
Everyone looked at each other, who was worthy of so much concern from the third-level stigmata master? Looking at his expression is anything but like a good thing.
A cold glint crossed the depths of Wiener's eyes, if Richard dared to come to the admissions ceremony this time, he would not only make Richard a big ugly, but also find an opportunity... Obliterate!
"By the way, Brother Wiener, who is this?"
The nobleman of the Marin family asked, pointing to an embarrassed Jells.
Everyone present knew Wiener, but they didn't know him.
Jacks is mediocre in talent, belongs to the kind of idle gentleman, and his father is also a branch of the Liska family, if it weren't for Wiener standing out, Jacks's status is not much higher than Richard's.
Wiener glanced at it and said lightly: "He is my younger brother Jels, and I came to attend the enrollment ceremony to cheer him on." ”
Everyone was stunned, and in the next second, Wiener's words shocked their brains.
"Jells's parade ceremony will be accompanied by two seventh-level accompaniments."
At this moment, everyone's faces changed slightly, and even the young man of the Zarna family, who had always held a disdainful attitude, looked at him more.
Jells took the opportunity to puff out his chest.
The strength of the escort of the pilgrimage ceremony represents the family's value for him, and it is also a signal to Bisson College: 'He is an important person in our family, please take care of him'.
Generally, nobles who can be accompanied by seventh-level figures can easily graduate from Bison Academy, and if there are two seventh-level people, they will be treated with honor.
Two years ago, when Wiener participated in the pilgrimage ceremony of Iron Walled City, he was only accompanied by three seventh-level soldiers. Still, he was the brightest figure in the room.
Looking at all the nobles here, Jels's parade specifications are considered to be the top, so it's no wonder that the crowd screamed and exclaimed.
The gloomy youth of the Zarna family frowned, inexplicably unhappy with Gilles.
He was only nineteen years old, and he was a fifth-level dark attribute magician, so he was treated as two seventh-level escorts.
On the other hand, Jells, a third-level magician, what is he?
Glancing at Wiener secretly, the nobles of the Zarna family swallowed hatefully. After all, the status of the Stigmata Master is far above that of the Magi.
With Wiener's achievements at a young age, he will be at least a sixth-level stigmata master in the future, and with a little luck and chance, he will hopefully advance to seventh-level.
At that time, the Liska family ascended to the sky in one step and sat on an equal footing with the city lord.
Therefore, Viscount Liska valued Jacks because of his brother Wiener.
"Stigmata..."
Thinking about it, the nobles of the Zarna family were a little disheartened, what magic level and high-level attributes, in front of the transcendent profession of the Stigmata Master, they were no different from cats and dogs.
Unless... A few words came to his mind, and the legendary supreme attributes, such as time and space, should be comparable to the Stigmata Master, right?
However, the birth rate of the supreme attribute is too low, and there may not be one in tens of millions of people.
After everyone learned of the specifications of Jells's parade, some of the weaker family members, their object of courtesy changed from Wiener to him.
These people know very well that with their identity, they can't impress Wiener at all, and what level of people are mixed with what circle, otherwise they are just hot faces and cold butts.
Didn't you see the people of the Marin family greeting him, didn't Wiener like to ignore him? Not to mention them.
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In the hall of the comptoir, there was a delicate magic clock, the time displayed on it was close to seven o'clock, and the middle-aged man in charge of registration behind the desk all opened their eyes and opened the booklet.
One after another, people entered the hall, and as time gradually passed, there were fewer and fewer new arrivals.
Wiener still didn't find Richard's shadow.
He couldn't help frowning, could it be that what Richard said that day was a mouthful?
Glancing at the door, in another five minutes or so, it would close tightly, cutting off everyone who was late to sign up.
"Am I overthinking? In fact, he was just a clown, and that day's auction purely relied on the favor of the Blood Tiger Mercenary Group? Wiener whispered with her chin pinched.
Jells poked him in the arm and said with a sinister smile, "Waste is really waste, and Richard is too scared to come." ”
Wiener snorted, and suddenly, his eyes froze, and anger suddenly appeared in his eyes: "He's coming!" ”
When all the aristocratic young people heard this, they were all shocked, that is the person who was 'missed' by Wiener?
Who the hell is so unlucky?
Countless eyes swept over, including many civilians who were not aware of the excitement.
The first thing that catches your eye is two stunning and moving girls.
They each had long silver and fiery red hair, like lilies and thorny roses.
Leah was dressed in pale white magical light armor, brown boots under her pleated skirt, a one-handed sword at her waist, and a holy glow on her face.
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