...... President?

Hearing this, Benjamin couldn't help but gasp. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Needless to say, this strange old man who suddenly appeared in the corner of the room should be the legendary leader of the Mage Guild. Although he didn't know why he appeared here, through the water elemental sensing method, Benjamin could also feel how powerful the elemental movements and spiritual power in this old man's body were.

Invisibly, Benjamin even had a feeling that if the old man planned to make a move, he might not be able to survive three moves.

Therefore, in the face of the old man who suddenly appeared, he had no choice but to take a deep breath, disperse the water ball in his hand, barely calm down, and said, "I didn't expect to meet the president of the Mage Guild in this place, the first time we met, I don't know if Your Excellency suddenly visited, is there something wrong?"

Hearing this, the old man also smiled, and suddenly spoke: "You answer me a question first, what is your name? Grant or Benjamin?"

...... Oh?

A little surprise flashed through Benjamin's mind.

After thinking about it, he simply showed a calm expression and replied, "My name is Benjamin, Benjamin Reese." ”

After he said this, he could see that a trace of surprise seemed to flash in the old man's eyes. Then, probably knowing a lot of related things, the old man was silent for a while, nodded, and showed a sudden expression.

Sure enough, the usual trick of the church. The old man sighed to himself, and suddenly, looking up at Benjamin, said, "Can you tell me how you did that huge water polo in Haven Right?"

Benjamin hesitated for a moment, but shook his head.

Not to mention whether he trusts the other party or not, even if he really wants to say it, the process of summoning the water balloon is quite complicated and cannot be replicated. Benjamin did it almost in a blur, which is difficult to describe clearly.

Moreover, he was a little puzzled why the old man asked him this.

"No, I'm not trying to snoop on your secrets. Seeing this, the old man shook his head and said, "I just want to know, are you using the kind of magic cultivation that the church calls a 'prayer space'?"

...... This is?

Benjamin was stunned and nodded.

There is nothing to hide about this kind of thing. There is a special cultivation method that is studied on the church's side, and there should also be a record on the mage's side. The fact that the old man was able to ask this question showed that he already had the answer in his mind.

However, after listening to Benjamin's words, the old man suddenly sighed.

"At eleven o'clock tonight, take all your friends and go to the West Gate of Regina. Your friends who stayed in Hanktown will also be there then. He looked at Benjamin and said with great seriousness, "When the time comes, you will get into the carriage and leave Regina." I'll have someone take you, and in the name of the Mage Guild, the guards outside the city won't stop you. ”

...... What do you mean?

Benjamin was confused.

To be honest, he is becoming more and more incomprehensible in this situation now. It seemed that the president wanted to help them get out of Ikor, but why should he help?

And, looking at the old man's posture, it looks as if the sky will fall if Benjamin doesn't leave Regina today. What's going on?

“...... Thank you for your kindness, but can you explain to me what the hell is going on?"

Hearing this, the old man was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

"These things, that's a long story. He hesitated for a moment, as if considering his words, and said slowly, "I know that you have left the kingdom of Hori and come to Ikor in search of a paradise for mages. It may disappoint you, but in fact, there is no such thing as a promised land, at least ...... Not present in Ikol. ”

Benjamin listened quietly and did not speak.

He also knew the state of existence of the mages in Ikor territory. Originally, I thought that it was the Mage Guild that monopolized everything and squeezed the survival state of wild mages, but looking at the old man's appearance, there seemed to be another hidden meaning in this.

"Eight years ago, I followed Her Majesty the Queen and established a new Mage Guild in Ikor. The old man continued, "At the beginning, I thought that I could build the strongest line of defense to block the invasion of the church and provide a better living environment for the mages. Later I found out that I did block the church, but instead of giving a better life to the mages who trusted me, I made magic a slave to politics. ”

Hearing this, I don't know why, Benjamin suddenly thought of the strange look that those mages occasionally showed when they were guarding the queen's side at the gate.

Slave to politics......

"Did the Queen do anything?" asked Benjamin, thinking of this.

Hearing this, the old man's demeanor also changed slightly at that moment.

She ...... When she was a child, she was always a gentle and well-behaved little princess in people's minds, smart, but never public, quietly following behind her two elder brothers, and always looking into each other's eyes when listening to others. His tone seemed to be tinged with regret, "I don't know where she got a strange potion recipe. No...... It can't be said to be a potion, but a curse, or a combination of the two. She used that recipe, mixed with her own blood, to make a strange potion. ”

Speaking of this, the old man paused, his tone became a little gloomy, and said, "If you drink this potion, that person's life will be restricted by some strange way. In other words, if Her Majesty dies, that person will also die. ”

Hearing this, Benjamin couldn't help frowning.

It's a bit of a wicked......

Listening to the old man's description, it is really a bit similar to a curse, but it is difficult to achieve this effect with ordinary curses. However, it still seems a little difficult to control so many mages in Ikor just by relying on this strange potion.

How did the queen do it?

"At the time, before I knew it, Her Majesty had gathered a group of quite loyal followers among the mages. She made the mages drink the potion of their own volition, and through various means, she poured the potion into the food of countless other mages. The old man said in a somewhat miserable tone, "She is very careful, eating away at the Mage Guild little by little. By the time they realized something was wrong, all the mages except me drank the potion. When many mages found out, they left the mage's guild in anger, and the queen let it go. But after they left, the queen sent mages loyal to her, killed them all, and announced the entire mage guild that they were traitors. ”

Hearing this, Benjamin couldn't help but ask, "Isn't there anyone who resists?"

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, but because of the medicine, no one will kill the queen, and occasionally someone wants to burn the jade, but they are also stopped by other mages." During that time, the mages in the guild had been killing each other, and I had the heart to stop it, but there was nothing I could do about it. I can't do anything to Her Majesty, kill her, all the mages will die, so I can only try not to let the mages kill each other. ”

"In the end, the rebellious mages are a minority after all, and after the queen's followers gain the upper hand, the other mages feel that life can go on, and the queen will not really treat them as slaves, but only occasionally obey orders, and gradually, they will get used to this state. As for the new mages who joined the guild, they began to drink the potion in the open, taking it as an honor - defending Ikor and Her Majesty with their lives. That's what they all said, and this is already a declaration of membership. ”

As he spoke, the old man let out another long sigh, his face showing heavy self-reproach. And the other three mages, dressed as soldiers, also bowed their heads, hugged their helmets, and remained silent.