- The first chapter is sent up, and the 100-month ticket is added to the next chapter

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With Felipe on stage, the scene was much quieter, and the magicians and apprentices began to talk in whispers. Viscount Calendia took the red wine he had tasted for a long time, and stood beside Lucien and laughed in a low voice: "Mr. Professor, I can probably guess the purpose of your coming to the feast of death. But a word of caution, if you want to fight, please solve it as soon as possible, or I will ask you to come out. Hehe, as much as I'd love to see two of the top five-ring magicians engage in a magical battle feast, but only if it doesn't threaten myself or my castle. ”

Lucien turned his head sideways and looked at Viscount Calendia with contempt, and secretly scolded himself: "Can you know my purpose?

The development of this matter has exceeded Lucian's grasp and prediction, and has given him the bitter fruits of boldness, decisiveness, and adventurousness, and has made him understand that no means, no style, will never be only good and no bad!

Blocking his gaze from the hood, Lucien replied gently, "Maybe I'm just here to see? Sometimes, fighting isn't the best way to settle things." ”

"Hehe, Mr. Professor, your words are full of philosophy. However, combat is the best way to deal with the body and soul of the enemy. Viscount Calendia looked back at Felipe on the half-height wooden platform, and the four representatives who were pushed out by the apprentices and necromancers, the old necromancer Cecy, the rough-skinned and ordinary gloomy female necromancer Tess, the young necromancer Quentin with a kind smile, and the terrifying necromancer Sidney with stitched lines on his face and hands. They were also the only four mid-level magicians in the original Wilfried Territory, two with four rings and two with three rings.

Nearby magicians who have inherited the traditions of the ancient Magic Empire. Habitually obedient to the strong, the representatives elected to negotiate with Felipe were naturally the most powerful among them.

"Aren't you going up?" Mr. Professor. Viscount Calendia raised his glass to the half-height wooden platform with a smile.

“...... Do you want to go up and find death?" Lucien continued to slander himself and rejoice in his misery. While wrapping his behavior in seemingly profound words, "Sometimes, stand down and stand farther away." Instead, you can see more things. ”

Viscount Calendia smiled gracefully and turned around and clinked his glass with Lucien: "No wonder your nickname is Professor." ”

On the wooden platform, Sisi said with his customarily stiff facial expression: "Mr. Felipe, thank you for the invitation. We, cave rat-like mages and apprentices, have the opportunity to come together and exchange magical knowledge and items. For us, this is enough to be called a feast of death, and it is a rare opportunity to improve our strength. I wonder if there is anything else you can discuss with us?"

Felipe stared at Lucien, and seeing that he had no intention of coming up for the time being, Felipe turned to all the magicians and apprentices, and said in a dark and loud voice, "You must have experienced a lot of hardships in Wilfried. For example, when I sleep, I worry about the church discovering my identity, when I meditate and practice magic, I am always anxious, and I am even hunted down by adventurers, knights, and priests into the mountains and wilderness, and I live a life where I see the sun rise in the morning and I don't know if I can see it fall. ”

In ecclesiastically controlled countries, every magician and apprentice has had a similar experience to a greater or lesser extent. After hearing Felipe's words, they couldn't help but nod their heads in agreement.

"Uh, Mr. Professor, do you think Mr. Felipe is right?" Calendia was a little surprised by Lucian's gentle bow.

"Of course, this is true, and there is no need to deny it. Lucien had a big heart.

Felipe continued: "You don't dare to tell your relatives and friends who you are, you don't have anyone to share the joy of achievement, you don't find a catharsis to share the depression of life and the frustration and pain of failing magic experiments. With your strength, you will never be able to attain the position you deserve. ”

"This kind of life can be said to be sad, without the slightest color, do you still want to continue to live a similar life?"

As if Felipe had hit the sore spot, a magic apprentice couldn't help but whisper: "I don't want to, I don't want to do it at all!"

His reaction spread in chains, and a "no" answer spread through the hall.

Lucien didn't speak this time, just looked at Felipe quietly: "If this guy tells me the information I want to know in public, then I haven't run in vain." ”

Tess, Quentin, Sidney, and Ceci all heard Felipe's implication, and after glancing at each other, Secy said, "Mr. Felipe, if there is no way to live like this, I don't think anyone would be willing to choose. But can we get out of this life? Can the Continent Magic Council help us?"

Felipe's pale face finally showed a softer smile: "Yes, I'm here to help everyone." In several countries where the Continental Magical Council is located, magicians can operate in the open, and can meditate and learn magic in their own homes and laboratories without fear of being arrested by the church. Not only that, but those kingdoms also allowed official magicians to become members of the city council of their cities, equivalent to the status of lords. And if you have enough strength and prestige to become a member of the Royal Demon Court, then you are equivalent to the House of Lords, that is, the House of Nobles. ”

"How can this be?!" This description completely exceeded the imagination of the necromancers and apprentices, except for Lucien, they all thought that the Continental Magic Council was a hidden organization, although there must be a lot of resources to protect magicians and apprentices, but in essence it was not much different from a cult that could not see the light, but from Felipe's words, they seemed to hear that the status of a magician was close to the earthly "heaven" of the ancient magic empire!

A cacophony of voices rang out, and the mages and apprentices were talking excitedly.

At this time, Felipe stretched out his hand and made a downward motion to silence everyone: "More importantly, at the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council, as long as you have enough ability, you can fairly obtain different levels of meditation methods, all kinds of materials, magic, and items. You can also learn the latest achievements in arcane and magic research based on your own knowledge rather than other external factors. Ladies and gentlemen. Want to go to the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council?"

"Of course I do. Many of the magic apprentices had already replied rather excitedly, and the formal mages calmed down from their excitement and reverie, muttering to themselves, "Felipe, what does he want us to do?"

Such a nice place. In such a great environment, Felipe is obviously not a good person with high moral standards that makes people ashamed of themselves, so why should he send everyone to the headquarters of the Magic Council?

Of course, there must be something to ask for, and gentlemen who can become full-fledged magicians in a harsh living environment are not innocent and kind children. While rejoicing, there was a little defensiveness.

As the leading necromancer, Sisi coughed: "Mr. Felipe, I can answer for everyone." There's no doubt that everyone wants to go to the Magic Council headquarters, but I'd like to ask you to tell us what you need us to do?"

Felipe saw that someone had brought up this topic, and nodded with satisfaction: "The church is blocking the road to the headquarters of the Magic Council, so it takes a certain price to lead everyone through the blockade. ”

He paused in moderation and moved on to something else: "Start with the Ancient Magic Empire. The eight factions have fought and antagonized each other due to their different strengths, and even in the Magic Council, which has several factions, such battles seem to show no signs of stopping. Solidarity and alliance are therefore the best way to survive and achieve a better environment. ”

"I'm in the 'Pale Hand', the Grand Arcanist 'Lord of Revenants' Vicente Miranda, and the legendary mage 'Demigod Lich 'Congus' who merged many necromancer organizations. You are all necromancers, and joining the Pale Hand is the most appropriate and appropriate choice. ”

Lucien was listening expectantly, but when he heard this, he suddenly thought a little embarrassed: "Why is it a bit of a pyramid scheme......

The name of the Grand Arcanist. The mages and apprentices here don't know what to do, but the legendary mages are still very intimidating. The ordinary-looking Tess stepped forward: "If there really is a legendary magician, I will definitely be willing to join the 'Pale Hand'. But what do we need to do after we join?"

No matter how excited she is, Tess who grew up in this harsh environment has not forgotten anything else.

Felipe nodded approvingly to Tess, who was the first to stand up: "After joining the Pale Hand, I will give you a magic item of the corresponding level, there will be a powerful and knowledgeable magic teacher to guide you, so that you can integrate from the ancient magic system to the current magic system as soon as possible, and we will not take half of the profits from your adventures and publications and new magic." The only requirement for you is that when the organization has needs, tasks, and arrangements, you cannot shirk it, and there is a reward for completion, and a corresponding punishment for failure. ”

"It's getting more and more like a pyramid scheme......" Lucien, who was waiting for Felipe to reveal his contact, thought boredly.

No matter how heartwarming and euphemistic Felipe is, the words "can't be shirked" still sobered up the necromancers and apprentices.

"Sure enough, there is never a pie-in-the-sky thing. ”

Sisi cautiously asked, "What happens if you don't accept the task?"

"If you are a high-level magician, you will not accept the task, pay a fine and choose an alternative task depending on the situation, and if it is a high-level or lower level, depending on the importance of the task itself, it can range from fines, physical punishments, mental punishments to death. Felipe didn't hide it, and replied with a slightly cold gaze, "According to the latest arcane theory, energy is conserved, so if you want to get anything in the world, you have to pay a certain price, you can make your own choice." ”

"Of course, due to the number of people we have to offer, only the official mages we bring to the headquarters of the Magic Council. For apprentices, as long as you sign a magic contract, I will leave some books and materials to help you grow to the wizard level as soon as possible. Every year after that, there will be a special envoy to pick you up. ”

Originally, due to Felipe's explanation of "can't shirk", most of the apprentices didn't feel disappointed after hearing that they didn't have the opportunity to go to the headquarters of the Magic Council for the time being, but his words later made many people who were struggling at the high-level magic apprentice stage and couldn't break through see hope and became ready to move, after all, the task of "can't shirk" didn't necessarily die!

After Felipe finished speaking, he didn't look at the necromancer and magic apprentices, but at Lucian, because this was a good opportunity for him to destroy the "Pale Hand" to recruit this "fresh blood"!

PS: The demigod Lich Congus is just as much an easter egg as Pale Justice, does anyone know the way? )