"Your Excellency Xu Mo."

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"Your Excellency Xu Mo."

「……」

"No, Your Excellency Xu Mo has completely entered a state of selflessness."

"You can see, Chief, let's solve it the old way."

With a snap, the light in the entire conference room was suddenly intercepted, and my eyes, which had been writing correctly, suddenly turned into pitch black, and even if I stretched out my hand, I couldn't see my five fingers.

However, now that I am familiar with the abilities brought by the Elemental Pupil, even if I don't take off the blindfold, I can sense the changes of the elements around me, and without thinking, I can easily dispel the magical elemental structure that has been constructed into a forbidden light enchantment, and my eyes suddenly become clear.

"Why, I'm writing it right." I frowned, upset that my inspiration had been interrupted.

Needless to say, this sudden forbidden light enchantment was naturally the handiwork of the two old mages of the Mage Tower.

"I'm sorry for interrupting your writing, but ......," the Taliban looked down at the three stacks of child-height manuscript paper on the ground, which were part of the author's life that I had just completed, and coughed dryly, "It's okay to focus on some big things, if all the accounts on these manuscripts are compiled into textbooks, I'm afraid that few magic apprentices will be able to support this lesson."

"Oh, that's what you don't understand." I put the pen down and shook my head in a loud voice, "Believe me, as long as the magic apprentices who have taken this course, they will definitely be tempted to continue to read the life of this 'ordinary' author page by page, rest assured, I have already deleted some inconsequential little things when I wrote."

Putting aside the daily stories and overly cumbersome memories and cannon plots, Naruto is no longer a few of the best parts, otherwise there would be no one known as the three major migrant workers, I dare to be sure that in the other world where there is a lack of entertainment, once these magic apprentices read the life of Naruto Uzumaki's author, maybe they will lose interest in other live-action performances.

"That's right, but it's still a little ......."

"Stop, pause for a moment."

I stretched out my hand and made a stop gesture to the Taliban, and when the other party stopped, I stood up and stood at the table, and said with a serious face.

"Second Taliban, although I think you already know about this, the author of this document is not me, but the head of the hidden village who taught the wind spell of the Spiral Pill to me, and the growth of the spell of the Spiral Pill should have been witnessed by you and the chief mage, from the magic apprentice to the highest level of forbidden spells that only the Grand Magus can learn, even if it is not an exaggeration to say that this magic can be studied and studied for a lifetime, and now I contribute this magic, In order to fulfill the agreement I made with the head of Naruto Village, that is, to share this magic and not let it be buried."

Shaping up a serious atmosphere, I paused to hold the stacks of paper accumulated on the table in my hand, like a candidate promoting his own political opinions, and his tone was high.

"And the author's life in my possession is a record of the story left by this great man who was willing to live in the ordinary and was willing to stay in the small village for the rest of his life to protect all the villagers, from the introduction to the magic apprentices to the strongest forbidden spells, all the magic structures without reservation, I want to contribute to this, even if I write a biography of him in particular, I don't think it is too much, right?"

Hearing my rhetorical question, both the chief mage and the Taliban nodded in agreement, for the magic world that has long been in the predicament of fireball art, the magic that Spiralmaru, an apprentice, can practice, undoubtedly revive the whole pool of stagnant water...... That's a bit of an exaggeration, but it's definitely not a small influence, and at least it's not a problem to shake the wizarding world a few times.

The chief mage lowered his voice, and Lao Cheng said steadily, "Then Your Excellency Xu Mo, please continue to write down so that you can convey the life story of that unknown wind demon master to everyone."

"It's really curious to talk about it." The Taliban and the Chief Mage were of the same opinion, but while agreeing with me to continue writing, he reached out and stroked the beard on his chin and muttered, "Naruto Village, it sounds like this should be a village that is good at fire magic, but why is that the magister named Naruto Uzumaki is good at wind?"

Please ask the author of the Hokage this question......

I secretly complained, but my face was impassive, and I ignored the Taliban's self-talk under the pretense of writing a book, but fortunately he didn't ask this question, otherwise I really shouldn't have answered for a while.

"Your Excellency Xu Mo, take the liberty of bothering you again." As I began to work with the manuscript again, the Chief Mage asked, "I wonder how you're doing now?" I mean, at what stage of the life of His Excellency the Magister is currently written."

"Oh, I'm writing about Sasuke's defection." I waved my left hand, which was not holding a pen, and said, "Ah, I will write this very well, I believe in professionalism, after all, I am a bard."

"Is the most powerful candidate for the Demon King in a hundred years a bard?" The Chief Mage lit the tobacco in his pipe, took a hard puff in his mouth, and then breathed out white circles from his mouth, "It's incredible."

I stopped my pen and looked up at the speaker, "Hey, Chief Mage."

"What's the matter, Your Excellency Xu Mo?"

"I see that you seem to be discriminating in your profession, which is not good."

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Night.

After accepting a large amount of manuscript paper left by the young man named Xu Mo, the Taliban waved his hand and asked the apprentices at the base of the tower to transport the carts loaded with a large number of documents to the library inside the tower, where they were corrected and typeset and stored by professional clerks.

When everything was done, he turned around and returned to the reception room where the black-haired young man had been entertained, closed the door with his backhand, whispered jerky words and phrases, and laid a soundproof barrier to avoid eavesdropping.

"Are you done?"

"Yes, old friend." The Taliban nodded, and suddenly asked with a headless topic, "What do you think about this Demon King candidate?"

"He's a funny boy." The Chief Mage said without hesitation, "Young, not too deep, even like us distant magical explorers, disgusted with meaningless red tape, I originally thought that his identity as a bard was just a disguise to the outside, but through this afternoon, it is clear that the bard is more like his real full-time job than the demon king candidate, but these are still to be seen, at least for this stage, he does not look like a madman trying to destroy the world."

"So what do you think, old friend?"

"Give him initial trust."

"Isn't it too hasty to do this in just one meeting?" The Taliban looked a little surprised, in his perception, the chief mage had always been calm and calm, and rarely made decisions so decisively.

"Taliban, do you believe in intuition?" The chief mage raised his head, but his eyes were not cloudy because of his old age, "Although they are a little immature and inadequate in all aspects, it is strange that in this young man's body, I seem to see the shadow of that man."

"Old friend, you mean ......?"

"Yes, it's the sealed footage that only mages who have seats in the Mage's Council have permission to borrow." The Chief Mage spread out his right hand, and a blue orb lay between his wrinkled, thin palms.

This is a record of the real secrets that were hidden under history hundreds of years ago.

-- Afterword --

Because of the relationship between writing a physical book, "The Demon King" will be updated in a more unstable way.

"Brave Adult, I am a non-raider" published in Taiwan will launch 05 episodes and book signing sessions at the Comic Expo in August, and at the same time, R18 pillows will be booked in September.

The mixed-race female anchor forgot to turn off the camera after the live broadcast, and the private life video was exposed! Please pay attention to the WeChat public account to watch online: meinvmei222 (long press for three seconds to copy)!!