"Tell them to come in batches, no more than five at a time, I'm afraid of trouble!" Abel glanced at Bernie, this kind of thing can be discussed with him in private, there is no need to talk about it here.

In fact, Bernie's mood is understandable, wizards are the real strength of a race, and of course they have to say it directly if they have such an opportunity.

"Ahem!" Senior Wizard Lorenzo's face was slightly reddened, he was not used to begging, but he continued: "Grandmaster Abel, I have a bad appetite recently, can you see if you can ......"

It was self-evident that he wanted to eat at Abel's place, and the other three high-level wizards in Leante City did not have such a deep friendship with Abel, and there was no possibility of raising it at all, and the same was true of the two high-ranking wizards of the St. Ellis Wizards' Guild, and the relationship that had just been restored was not enough for them to make such a request.

"Wizard Lorenzo, you don't have a good appetite, so you should dine with me recently!" Abel said indifferently.

Anyway, he doesn't need to do it, it's all made in the kitchen, and the materials are provided by the dwarves.

"Well, I still have a few disciples who are not angry, and they have been stuck in the bottleneck period for some years, Grandmaster Abel, do you think they can come here together?"

Abel looked at the face of the Lorenzo High Wizard at this time, and was already very sure that the red on his face must be faked, and the three colleagues of the Lorenzo High Wizard on the side also despised him, and this kind of shameless request could also be made.

"They don't need to come!" Abel said, a look of disappointment on the face of Senior Wizard Lorenzo, and then Abel said, "When you finish eating, just pack some and take it home!"

"Grandmaster Abel, thank you so much!" Senior Wizard Lorenzo began to taste the steamed egg in his hand with satisfaction.

Although the two dukes, Duke Sturton and Duke Ernest, are not wizards, but at this time, they also see that Abel has a very precious resource in his hands, although this resource only has the possibility of promoting wizards, but because of the importance of wizards, this resource has truly become the best resource in the Holy Continent, and for a while, Abel's importance has risen to a higher level in the hearts of the two dukes.

"Well, the promotion is gone!" said Abel, who was chatting with Bernie, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the council chamber.

Needless to say, the wizards present also felt it, and also felt the aura of the seventh-level wizard after the successful promotion, this aura was because he had just been promoted, and the Evelyn wizard could not completely control the aura that had just been raised.

Sure enough, after a while, Wizard Evelyn returned to the hall with Wizard Morton and Wizard Murphy, his face full of joy and gratitude when he looked at Abel.

"Wizard Evelyn, congratulations!" Abel said with a wizarding smile with his hands on his chest.

"Abel, don't say anything else, my new magic tower will be built on your fiefdom!" said Wizard Evelyn with a serious return of the wizarding salute.

"That's decided, the magic tower will be built by me, and your promotion gift will have to prepare your own spirit beast soul, I have a blank staff, and I will make a staff for you!" Abel said with a smile.

When the Wizard of Evelyn said this on such a formal occasion, he had already confirmed his identity as a wizard who would become an earldom, and would enjoy the offerings of the county, and at the same time have the obligation to protect the county.

Although the county of Abel is in the Duchy of Kamai, the actual problem is that the Earl of Abel was given the title by the Kingdom of St. Alice, not the Duchy of Kamai, which is equivalent to the Kingdom of St. Alice forcibly dividing the harvest city from the Duchy of Kamai, that is to say, the harvest city only nominally belongs to the Duchy of Kamai, but the earl of Abel only needs to be responsible to the Kingdom of St. Alice.

Even the taxes have nothing to do with the Principality of Kamai, and according to Abel's understanding, this kind of fiefdom that is not owned by the empire is generally paid to the empire by giving a proportion lower than the ordinary tax rate, and now the kingdom of St. Ellis has not even mentioned this matter, and it seems that the tax here has been abandoned.

Although Abel did not know how the Kingdom of St. Ellis operated, such forcible cession of the territory of the Duchy for reward was very rare.

Wizard Morton wanted to say something but didn't say it, he sighed and didn't persuade Wizard Evelyn again, Wizard Evelyn has done enough for the Duchy of Kamai over the years, because the Duchy of Kamai was so badly injured, and has been guarding the Duchy of Kamai ever since.

Now that Wizard Evelyn is not leaving the Duchy of Kamai, but just changing places to guard, Wizard Morton really can't be persuaded to persuade him.

Although there were not many dishes at the banquet, the huge plates were quickly emptied, and huge plates full of dishes were brought to the table, and everyone present put aside the dignity and let go of their bellies to eat to their heart's content, which is rare in ordinary banquets.

Ordinary banquet dishes are just embellishments, and mutual chatting is important, but Abel's banquet has become the main dish and the chat is secondary.

Towards the end of the banquet, when everyone was a little fed, Able quietly found the senior wizard Lorenzo.

"Wizard Lorenzo, I'm planning to build three magic towers in my territory in the near future, do you think the Wizards' Guild of Leante City will be able to have enough manpower to build them recently?" Abel asked softly.

Although there are points to buy the Magic Tower, this Magic Tower is different from other items in that it is not an existing one, but needs to be newly built.

The wizards who build the magic tower are very busy, and after buying the magic tower with points, they have to wait for these wizards in charge of building it to be available, and it usually takes several months, sometimes even more than a year, to queue for their turn.

Therefore, Abel called Lorenzo Senior Wizard aside to ask about the current situation, because he was going back to Harvest City to receive the fief in a few days, and if he could, he wanted to build the magic tower at the same time.

The construction of the magic tower takes time, generally the construction of a magic tower takes about thirty days, if there is not enough manpower, it will take several months for three magic towers, so the sooner the construction starts, the better.

"Grandmaster Abel, don't worry, I will try my best to find all the wizards for you to build the three magic towers in about ten days, and try to make the three magic towers start construction at the same time!" said Lorenzo Senior Wizard with a smile, this is a very easy task for him, and of course he has to give it a favor.

"Wizard Lorenzo, thank you so much, I'll go to the Wizards' Guild and get the points as soon as possible!" Abel bowed and thanked him.

"Master!" said Bartoli, who had been busy all day, into the hall, and bowed to Abel.

"Butler Alckwin, tell the kitchen to make two more dishes and bring them over, one to pack and the other to Bartoli!" Abel said to Arkwyn's butler beside him.

"Bartoli, don't work like this in the future, I have now recovered my noble status, I will let the family take over the property here, you spend more time on improving your strength!" Abel said as he looked at Bartoli who was tired and excited.

"Master, I'm not too tired, I like it so much that it makes me feel like I'm alive!" Bartoli's voice was not loud, so light that only Able in front of him could hear it.

Ten thousand years of trapping is the real difference between heaven and hell compared to the current life, although from the countess to the housekeeper, the identity has changed, but she enjoys this feeling of being alive even more, and no longer has to be trapped in a small space like in the Tower of Oblivion, living a torment of days and nights.

Abel's teacher, Wizard Moulton, looked at this middle-level wizard named Abel's master in surprise, although he knew about it earlier, he was still surprised when he really saw it, he was the only middle-level wizard in the Principality of Kamai, and in the entire Holy Continent, middle-level wizards can be regarded as a very high-status group.

At this time, he deeply felt that his disciple, the child he watched grow up, had grown into a powerful existence beyond his imagination, although this kind of strength was not based on the established combat power, but now no one in the Holy Continent dared to underestimate Abel's strength.

The child finally grew up, and Wizard Morton felt a feeling in his heart that seemed to be watching his child grow up, especially when Abel wanted to build the magic tower in Harvest City, which made him feel that the child grew up to be independent.