Beiming walked to the guard box next to the gate, but did not look at the gate, for fear of affecting his own performance. As soon as he raised his eyes to the badge on the guard's chest, he gasped, Mom, the headquarters is the headquarters, and even the people who watch the gate are intermediate magicians. I thought it was an ordinary doorman, but it was so powerful, but I came here, so let's bite the bullet.

It is rumored that the magic union has announced that non-magic union personnel in the headquarters are forbidden to enter, and trespassing is regarded as a declaration of war on the magic union, which is not known to be true or false, but this tough rumor is equivalent to the establishment of a country within a country in the capital of the ancient bird country, and the royal family of the ancient bird country has turned a blind eye, and the well water on both sides does not interfere with the river water.

There is a Magical Security Department in the headquarters, and the people in this department are responsible for the security of the headquarters and deal with those who challenge the dignity of the Magic Union. There is no oil and water fishing in this department, and no one begs you, because this department is directly under the command of the president, and it is you who are unlucky if you do not follow the requirements of the president, the only advantage is that the cultivation speed will increase quickly, there are a bunch of big guys here to point out, and there is also the largest magic array in the whole continent that can increase the cultivation speed, and the people in charge of security in this department are all changed every five years, and you must have ascetic-like perseverance and perseverance when you come to the headquarters to do security. And people's perseverance and perseverance are not the same, some people consume fast, some people consume a little slower, and after staying for a long time, there will be a large number of people who miss the outside world of flowers and flowers, and miss the wind and rain outside, after all, a character of their level is a hegemonic character in a small place.

"Hello, Dear Magician. Bei Ming bowed very respectfully, and then began his opening remarks: "My magic apprentice Virgil, this is Dante, this is Nero, all three of us are magic apprentices, and the middle one is our mentor, Morse. Toby, this is his identification, please take a look. As he spoke, he handed over the magician's identification certificate with both hands, and then seemed to have accidentally seen the badge hanging on the doorman's chest, and immediately said very respectfully and reverently: "It turned out to be an intermediate magician, it's really disrespectful, I'm a little too casual today, you wait, I'll sort it out." As he spoke, he straightened his clothes.

Words are roadblocks, and clothes are the hair of cautious people. Everyone loves to listen to good words, especially this kind of small character.

And the bored doorman ran into Beiming, who spit lotus flowers, and sprayed a rainbow fart to the doorman's heart. But he still said expressionlessly: "No, no, I'll just look at your mentor's identity certificate, and you can tell me what your headquarters is doing and who you are looking for." As he spoke, he reached over and asked for identification.

Bei Ming immediately handed over the identity certificate with both hands and handed it over very respectfully, and then whispered to the doorman: "We are here to find Morse's mentor - Dunlop. Mr. Hobert. ”

"Oh, what department is he? I need to tell you first. The doorman looked at the documents, and then asked Beiming.

Bei Ming's face was expressionless, but he scolded his mother in his heart, and no one told me what department there was. But things have come to this point, see the tricks. He looked at the doorman with a look of adoration and said, "That's right, we came to the Holy Capital before and the mentor took us to the Magic Union Office, and after going this time, we found Dunlop. Mr. Hobert wasn't there, and the office guy said he had recently been transferred to the Magic Guild, so that's why we found him. ”

Beiming thought of several theories, and finally felt that this was the safest way to say it, if you said it directly, Dunlop. Hobert was working here, and it was impossible for his disciple not to know about his department, if Dunlop. There was no need for Hobert to let these little guys in if he came here on an improvised errand, and said Dunlop. Hobert has just been transferred here, saying that there is a way out, if the doorman says that no one has been transferred recently, he can still say that he was deceived by the people in the office, and he will just leave and think of other ways. Now Beiming is gambling, betting that there has been a recent personnel transfer in the Magic Union!

"Oh, it's possible, a group of people did just come in two weeks ago. I'll check it out for you and see which department it is. As he spoke, he pointed to the thick notebook with his hand, and the notebook flew into his hand by itself.

Beiming didn't have time to be happy that he had made the right bet, and he didn't have time to sigh how amazing this hand was to take things from the air, and now he had to hurry up to stop the doorman, and once he checked it, he would be exposed, and immediately said: "Don't, it's too rude to trouble you, his colleagues in the office seem to have said something, you wait a minute, I asked my companions, they must remember, you don't have to bother." ”

Then he turned his head and walked up to the Nine Emperor Princes as calmly as possible, and asked in a low voice, "What department does the Magic Guild have?" ”

The Nine Emperor Princes sighed: "I thought you had thought it all over so I didn't ask you for details, you didn't even know what department the Magic Guild had, the Magic Potion Research Department, the level of magicians there is uneven, and it is reasonable for any level of magicians to serve there." ”

"Oh yes. ”

Bei Ming turned his head and walked to the doorman, and said to him with a smile: "I asked clearly, it's the Magic Potion Research Department, Dunlop." Mr. Hobert is still very knowledgeable about potions, so he was transferred to the headquarters. ”

"Well, okay. Then I'll contact the Pharmacy Research and ask him to come here to pick you up. ”

Seeing that the department has done this step, Beiming understands that the most difficult part has been completed, and now that the doorman has trusted them, it would be good to complete the last step!

Bei Ming instantly changed to a particularly embarrassed expression. He whispered to the doorman, "My lord, can you not inform me, because Dunlop." 霍伯特老先生特意嘱咐过我们老师，说他现在实力还不够强大，不能跟别人打斗，这不是前几天跟别人打起来了，这不是被打成这样了。 As he spoke, he secretly pointed at the Nine Emperor Princes behind him with his fingers. And then he continued, "You probably don't know, Dunlop. Old Mr. Hobert's temper was particularly explosive, and if he came to pick him up and saw him like this, he would definitely be furious, and it would be really humiliating to be beaten or scolded by his own teacher on the street. Please also be accommodating, let us go in and find him by ourselves, even if we are beaten and scolded, it is in our own home, so that outsiders will not see it. ”

The doorman listened to what Bei Ming was saying, frowned and glanced at the magician played by the Nine Emperor Princes, and saw that there were a lot of bandages on his face, and he thought that this kid was pitiful enough.

Beiming knew that this story alone could not impress the doorman, and the story could only impress children, so Beiming came up with a killer feature again!

Bei Ming was about to stick to the doorman's body, secretly took out four or five fine obsidian, handed them to the doorman, and whispered: "This is given by my mentor, his mouth is swollen, it is inconvenient to speak, specially let me give it to you, after all, he will come often after his teacher is here, so it is necessary to have a good relationship with you." ”

The doorman didn't answer, but his eyes were shining with obsidian, he hadn't seen obsidian before, and it wasn't that he hadn't seen obsidian, but after all, obsidian was equivalent to luxury, and who would refuse a luxury given by others for free? Aside from the value of these obsidians, this production technique alone was enough for him to learn, and if he could learn nine times out of ten, he would definitely not be in the magic union to see the door. Although I wanted to take it very much, I still pushed the obsidian back with my hand, and said: "Eh, we are all magicians, we are all from the Magic Union, we are all a family, what are you doing, you don't need to be such a brother." ”

Bei Ming listened to the doorman playing officially here, and then looked at his eyes and understood that this could be done!