Giggles!

Rofis who was hiding in the quilt and didn't want to get up was woken up by this sudden knock on the door, he raised his head to look at the sunlight that crawled to the feet of the **, and found that it should not be nine o'clock at this time.

"What are you doing, don't you know that the morning of the Ivy League is used to catch up on sleep?" muttered Rovis, pulling the quilt over his head and intending to continue sleeping. You know, he didn't lie down until almost three o'clock in the morning last night, and if he went to open the door now, then he wouldn't have to sleep.

Giggles!

"Is anyone there?"

The guests outside the door seemed to be very patient, knocking on the door every two minutes, which made Rofis, who was closest to the door, almost collapse. Before he could yell out, an angry voice from upstairs had already floated down.

"Damn Rofes, won't you lazy open the door?" the angry voice came from Grien, who seemed to be tired of the louder and louder knocks outside the door.

"I'll go! Didn't you say I'm allowed to sleep until the afternoon? Why do you want me to open the door? An annoyed Rotfis yelled upstairs, "Why don't you come down and open the door, maybe it's looking for you or the fat man." ”

"Fart, if you can scream your fat man from the **, do you still need me to call you? Besides, I'm going to the bathroom, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and open the door!"

Half-squinting his hazy eyes, Rofes staggered to his feet and shouted while getting dressed: "Who's outside the door, wait a minute, I'll open the door immediately." ”

Finally moved to the door, and Rofes pulled the baffle covering the lookout hole on the door: "Who are you looking for, knocking on the door here early in the morning, and we are all sleeping." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, is this the Ivy Club, I'm here to find Mr. Bazok and Mr. Green. It was Naxi who came, and he asked several pedestrians on Rose Street, and finally determined that the residence in front of him was where the Qingteng Society was located.

"Looking for the fat man?" Rofes was slightly stunned, and then said, "Then who are you, I can't let you in just because 'I'm here to find Bazok'." ”

Rofes had an obvious point, and he wanted more information to determine if the person in front of him was related to Bazok or Grien.

Naxi pulled down his gray hood and said, "My name is Naxi, and I am a war mage. Mr. Bazok once told me that if I was interested, I would talk to him at the Ivy Club on Rose Street. ”

"Oh, I see. You're the mage that the fat man has been talking about these days. Lopis finally remembered what Bazok had told him, "Wait here, I'll call the fat man." It can be a bit long, and I hope you don't get offended. ”

Naxi said, "It's okay, I'll wait." ”

Before Naxi could finish speaking, Rophes had already turned his head and yelled inside, "Grien, hurry up and call that dead fat man, that mage is here." I don't care, I'm going to sleep!"

After a while, Naxi suddenly found the locked door open, and Bazok, who was still wearing pajamas and barefoot, leaned out of the door, panting and puffing, without even taking off the nightcap he was wearing on his head.

"Mr. Naxi, it's really you. I thought you weren't coming, so come in and sit down. Bazok pushed the door open completely, and then yelled inside, "Rofes, hurry up and prepare snacks and coffee, don't sleep any more." ”

Rofis who had just laid down** was about to collapse: "I'm going! Why am I again, won't you prepare these things yourself?" Well, damn it, I forgot that you don't know anything but magic, and I'll do the rough work of preparing snacks and coffee." ”

After saying that, Rofes left the bed again, and then scolded and said, "Damn, when are we going to hire a full-time maid to do these jobs, anyway, that guy Grien is not bad for money." Even if you don't have a beautiful maid, you can just ask a maid to come back, and I'll clean up all the mess, and I'm not a subordinate who specializes in this kind of work. ”

Although he was scolding, for the sake of face, Luo Feisi still prepared coffee and snacks for the two of them, and then dragged his tired body to go back to sleep again.

"Haha, the nightlife of our Qingteng Club is generally very rich, so I get up a little late in the morning, I hope you don't take it to heart. Bazok only now realized that he hadn't changed his clothes, but now he had to settle for it.

Words like "Nightlife is abundant?" reminded Naxi of some very glamorous places.

Bazok also smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Naxi, do you remember what I said to you outside the Yage Theater?

Looking at Bazok's expectant expression, Naxi did not immediately say his wishes: "Before I say my choice, I would like to ask Mr. Bazok a few simple questions. ”

"Just say whatever you want, and I'll be happy to answer them. Bazok picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite, feeling like he was being dominated by hunger as he got up.

Naxi coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Bazok, to be honest, what you said made me very excited. With such generous conditions for a junior mage, I don't think anyone would refuse. But I want to know why you came to me. ”

Naxi, who had been deceived once, felt that things were not as simple as he imagined, there was no free lunch in the world, and he knew that the other party could afford such a price, and he must be plotting something.

Bazok was a little surprised by Naxi's question. He shoved half of the pastry in his mouth and swallowed hard as he was about to start giving his reason, when Greon walked in.

"Yo, isn't this Naxi, why are you only here now, I thought you didn't want to join the Ivy League. Greon loosened his belt, "Fatty, I said you can do something other than magic and eating? Have time to lose weight, don't let people outside say that the Qingteng Society raises pigs." ”

These words made Bazok's face red: "No, this is not Mr. Naxi, I am entertaining guests." ”

"Do you have your own food to entertain the guests?" said Grien, who didn't care about the fat man's disguise. He picked up an apple, took a bite, and sat down next to Bazok.

"I know you must have questions, why does the Qingteng Society look at an obscure junior war mage who was kicked out of the academy?" Completely different from Bazok's image of Mr. Yes, Greon took out the momentum of being a ** in the law, "Fat man, he is not good at words, he can't give you a satisfactory answer, I will answer such a question, what do you think?"

Naxi glanced at Bazok, then nodded in agreement as Grien continued.

"We've been looking for a battle mage to join the Ivy League, but we haven't been able to find anyone who meets the requirements. Young and promising, independent reading, these two conditions give us a great headache. During the Abyss Lord Advent event, the fat man noticed your presence. If you survive the slaughter of the Abyss Lord, you must have something special. As he spoke, Greon took another bite of the apple.

Naxi felt that this reason was not sufficient: "It may be a kind of luck to survive, but it doesn't mean how good I am." ”

"Luck is also a strength, but we won't use that as the only reason to recruit you. "You survived to get the fat man's attention, and he asked me to investigate your information to see if it fits. ”

Finding that it felt quite bad to be investigated from behind, Naxi's face was a little uncomfortable, but it made him even more embarrassed.

"As I said when I defended you, you give me the impression that there are two extremes. A junior mage who barely graduated in fourteen years and an astonishing feat of completing the battle mage tutorial in one year can be called an impossible existence. If it were a difference in the teaching methods of the teachers, I would never have believed that there would be such a huge difference. I'm interested, I'm not very cold, are you a mediocrity or a genius?" Grien looked at Nashi and said, "But the fat man convinced me, he thought it would be a good choice to recruit you in." ”

"Yes, I think that if Mr. Naxi can join the Green Ivy Club, it will be very helpful for the development of the Green Ivy Club. Bazok said sincerely, "If we can, we can exchange magic tips with each other." ”

After looking through Grien's investigation, Bazok discovers that Nashi is very keen on learning magic and must have a lot in common with him.

"Wait, I'm not done yet. Greon pressed the somewhat excited Bazok, "Although I am not the president of the Ivy Club, I maintain the operation of the Ivy Club's funds. As a person who pays for it, I don't want the Ivy Club to be full of waste wood, so I want to see your true strength. ”

"Grien, what are you doing here?" said Bazok, looking at Grien with some concern, he had already vaguely guessed what the man in front of him was planning.

"It's none of your business what you're going to do, fat man!" Greon yelled downstairs, "Rofes, Rofes, are you asleep? Rofes, come up if you're not asleep."

"!" Rofes, who had just closed his eyes, was woken up again, and he was completely furious, "Don't let people live! Grien, I'm not done with you!"

The furious Rofes picked up the magic wand placed on the side of the ** and kicked upstairs with the intention of completely killing the person who disturbed his sleep!

"Yes, yes, enough rage. Grien pointed to Naxi, who was sitting next to him, and said, "I know you want to kill me now, but if he hadn't knocked on the door early in the morning, I think you would still be in a dream with a certain beauty." Appointment. ”

"What the hell are you up to!" said the furious Rofes, with veins floating on his forehead.

"It's very simple, kill him as much as you can, I'll let you sleep until night, and then take you to Rose Square City to pick up girls!" Greon smiled cheaply.

"That's what you said! ”

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