"I went to a lot of places when I was young, and my strength was limited, even if I had a strong curiosity, I didn't dare to set foot in some dangerous places, and now I don't have the vitality of my youth, which is a lot of regrets."

"Many ordinary old people, even at the age of ninety hundred, are still in good spirits, and with all due respect, I have found that there are two forces of contract in you, and these contracts are not friendly to you."

"That's a long story, let's save it for a long time, I welcome you on behalf of the Emerald Tower, but tonight is not my home field, I hope you can have a good time at this dinner."

Mephis quietly plays his own role, how to answer and how not to answer before coming to the dinner party again, as the so-called too much must be lost, as long as the minimum explanation is made, as for how to see it, it all depends on the game experience.

Salman is an immortal, and his temperament is also weak, so he naturally doesn't like to talk much, so the two sides agreed on a fixed time and walked away.

Bazako, who had been hanging by the side for a while, felt that the situation was far from being as simple as he had thought before, when he first heard about Mephis, he was only a talented young man, maybe he happened to have lived near the desert for a few years, and he was very familiar with the situation there, and he had a few good hands of magic, and he was lucky enough to get a magic guide and ingenuity, all of the above factors added up to rescue Snod and then save a piece of mercenary was nothing.

Bazako thought he could do it himself, but Salman's presence complicated things.

Who doesn't know the name of the entire Camorra? The owner of the Emerald Tower, one of the gods of Annalos, guards the border of the desert, and rarely goes out in the tower in the last hundred years, but who knows if this old guy has teleported out with magic, the seemingly old appearance has actually been maintained for hundreds of years, and the knowledge accumulated during this period has been unfathomable, not only wise but also terrifying, such an elder talks and laughs with Mephis, where does Mephis get the qualifications?

Salman smiled if he wanted to know what he thought, he didn't need ancient documents to guess anything, he was a living history book, fortunately he was not born in the most turbulent era, he saw a lot of ancient relics when he was young, he cooperated with underground creatures to take risks, went to the plateau to seek the silver dragon to discuss knowledge, sat on the Soul Island to discuss history with the dead, and was naturally no stranger to the Beloka civilization, although it was rare, as long as his eyes fell on the origin law book, he instantly understood that it was not a fake.

The Book of Origin is a concrete representation of the minds of the scholars of the Demon Sect, and the iconic inheritance and coat of arms cannot be faked, and the gods and demons cannot be imitated without the blood flowing in the body.

Seeing that the timing was just right, Bazako hurriedly walked over and appeared in front of Mephis.

"Hello, Mr. Mephis, I'm Bazaco. Tesloving, President of the Camorra Alchemy Society, thank you for your help in the desert, I heard about you from Snod, what exactly were you hurt before you met Snod? ”

For Bazako, who knows the truth, this is the most doubtful place, Mephis really has strong strength, how can he be saved by Snood?

"To really explain, the situation before and after is very complicated, before stepping into the desert I fought with my enemy, and I was teleported to the desert by magic during an accident during the battle, and was attacked by monsters and sand thieves successively, and my luck was very bad, the group of sand thieves I encountered happened to have weapons against magic, which led me to fall unconscious halfway."

These are all truths, but the details are different from ordinary people's brains, Mephis's words were not suspiciously concealed, Bazako would be a bit rude to ask further, and then the alchemist glanced at Herveil.

Heviel always stood behind Mephis, even when the young nobles offered her courtesy, and unlike usual, the kaolin flowers became a unique sight, and the nobles began to bet that whoever could talk to Hevier would win.

This is a magic trick...... Given the magic guide Karakuri enough equipment, it can destroy a small country with a single machine without any problem, and the technology of storing the components in the body of the magic guide Karakuri, even after a thousand years, can still bring inspiration and guidance to modern people.

Everyone knows that under the Millennium War, it is good if the race does not perish, and the regression of technology is lucky.

Bazako would like to make a direct statement about recovering the Wizard Karakuri, and even if it is rejected, he will state that he will not use the Wizard Karakuri to resolve the dispute first. But after Salman came into contact with Mephis, the words he thought in his heart seemed unconfident, and he simply mentioned the history of the ancient desert country when he thought about it tentatively.

This is exactly what Mephis wants, and the historical questions in front of him are open-book exams, and the history told is all modern dry goods, which can be found by going to the library to flip through the books, and there are even some things that Bazako does not understand.

Bazako's egg hurt suddenly, but he couldn't understand what to do, so he couldn't lower his posture in front of everyone and ask for advice, right? I simply nodded and pretended to understand and looked very understanding, and I was also shocked in my heart, I didn't expect Mephes to know so clearly, completely exceeding the documents they had collected.

Now, Mephis's real age is really a mystery, and Bazako also feels that Mephis is not as young as he seems.

"When I heard that the library was built, I knew that you must be an erudite scholar, and I had the privilege of meeting you today to know that what you said was true."

"You're welcome."

Bazako stopped decisively when he said this, he originally wanted to invite Mephis to work in the Alchemy Society, but after thinking about it, it was boring to ask now, this dinner did not achieve any purpose, and the interest was lost, so he left after a few polite words.

"Hello, Mr. Snood, I see that you look good, and your body has recovered during this time?"

“…… Thanks to you, it's all good. ”

Snood was going to follow someone away, but was greeted by Mephis, who stopped there instead of standing, and responded in embarrassment Mephes hurriedly followed Bazako's footsteps.

Mephis looked at his slightly hurried figure with a little thought.

"It seems that this guy is in a bad situation now, I don't know what Luo Luo's situation is, that young man is still a little talented, and it's a pity to be implicated and abolished."

Thinking about the current Si Nord who is isolated and helpless, has not yet recovered from the blow of the group annihilation, and is in a hurry to protect himself, several pressures are stacked on his body and have not yet collapsed, which has already shown that Snod's psychological quality is excellent.

Mephis lacked a good impression of the Alchemy Society, and in the future, the Association's Magic Guide Research Institute conducted a series of dangerous realizations, which were used by the mourning birds to indirectly lead to the outbreak of the Great Disaster.

As we all know, human beings have a limited lifespan, alchemists are not as long as magicians, magicians have the opportunity to step into the godhead, alchemists are difficult, no matter how old they are, no more than three or four hundred, most alchemists only live twenty or thirty years longer than ordinary people, and after accumulating knowledge to a certain extent, they cannot make progress overall...... Because the current knowledge is enough for an alchemist to study from childhood until he dies of old age, lifespan has become a shackle.

The high-level alchemists are relatively conservative and stubborn, they are very confident in their research and knowledge, and even rely on artificial souls, using artificial souls as assistants as carriers of knowledge, and then one day artificial souls will go berserk and turn Camorra into a realm of death.

In a way, the city of Camorra is a lot of trouble, but it's okay, and Mephis feels that the future is challenging.

It's good that the other party didn't mention Hervier's matter, otherwise Mephis wouldn't have given a good face and refused to communicate with him, and now it's too stiff and it won't affect it.

There weren't many noteworthy people at the dinner, and after Bazaco left, Pacino came back and introduced Mephiss to several powerful nobles in the city, who didn't know Mephis, but Mephis knew them, and there were many tasks entrusted by the nobles in the game, not to mention conscience and bad intentions.

These nobles range from the textile industry to the ore business, and there are many relatives in their families who have been sent to the magic academy, and there are also blood relatives who have stayed in the local area to study in the Emerald Tower, and they are keen on the power of magic to know more masters, for them, any new magic technology may bring great business opportunities.

The atmosphere of the next dinner was harmonious, from time to time people came to talk and drink, there were serious topics and non-serious ones, it was nothing more than to say that the men were more interested in Hevier, and the rich lady was more interested in Mephis, and the appointment could become a capital to brag about in the future.

It has to be said that a dinner party made Mephis and his library much more pleasing to the eye, from an uninvited outsider to a newcomer, Mephis made it clear in the conversation that his interest was in archaeology and magic research, not only will he not steal business, but also may bring profits, and that is enough.

"I didn't change my glass all night."

"Why didn't Mistress Mephis find an excuse to leave early? This kind of dinner party is too boring, full of boring men and superficial women, and few decent guys. ”

The dinner party finally came to an end, and those who couldn't make an appointment with Mephis and Hervel went to find other targets, so the last time passed rather leisurely.

"Even the countries ruled by Orion need sorcerers, you can't expect a noble dinner party to be full of muscles, even if it's to study magic, people always have to eat."

"I mean people who are content with pleasure and don't want to make progress."

"In fact, this is only the responsibility of a few people, but the people in the city are really good at playing, and they can think of any tricks, where do I have time to go with them."

In the second half of the dinner, Mephis used her as a bodyguard, isolating those women who couldn't stop her from throwing her into her arms, and as for the young people who were interested in her, she could be scared back with just one look.

This look was thrown to Mephis, who also had a stomachache, and it was not that he had not been beaten.

"Speaking of which... How old are you, Mistress Mephis? ”

"Seventeen."

"Liar."

"If you asked me last year, I would answer the same way, and if you asked me next year, I would still answer the same way."

"Answer my question well!"

Mephis, on the other hand, pretended not to hear, and bowed to Hevill lightly, smiling and holding out his hand to her.

"It's almost the last song, I wonder if I can invite Miss Herveil, who is not interested in anyone, onto the dance floor?"

"Is this an order?"

Heviel looked down and asked with some falterness.

"It's not."

"Forget it, although I can dance, I'm not interested in it at all."

Mephis withdrew his hand with a little regret, but Hervier hurriedly pulled his hand up.

"It's also a noble dinner, and it's pitiful enough that no one dances with you all night, so I'll be reluctant to be your dance partner, and you can't find anyone else anyway."

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