"Haha, that's right!, Vladimir Conrad!", the old man laughed aloud, but after a few laughs, his face gradually darkened as if he remembered something.

"I thought I'd never hear that name again. He looked at his slightly shrunken legs and said with a little sentimentality.

No matter how strong the strength and how noble the status is, after learning that his legs are crippled, he will inevitably feel resentment and regret in his heart.

Therefore, the world is in pursuit of money, force, power, and so on, but no matter how famous he is in front of him, he will not be able to live forever, and what he will have after death is only a small handful of dust. Al also looked at the old man's legs and gestured a rectangle with his hand.

Seeing that such a powerful archmage was now in such a situation, Al also felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

The old man glanced at Al in surprise, shook his head, and said, "I didn't expect you to be so young and have such a dark mind, it seems that you are not as good as an old man like me." ”

He patted his leg and said angrily: "The eldest husband should be fierce and ambitious, even if he can't live for ......a hundred years."

Al interjected, "Too, it will stink for 10,000 years, just like Vladimir Conrad?"

The old man looked at Al carefully, and then said to Al, "Which family of the council are you a descendant of? ”

He shook his head again as if he disapproved, "In any case, Vladimir Conrad is great as far as mages are concerned. ”

"Council?", Al frowned, where did this organization come from? Why had it never been heard of before?

But the intense, pulsating heartbeat seemed to tell him that this "council" was of great importance to him, and that the old man in front of him would tell him many questions that had been unresolved for a long time.

"Great? As a mage, he probably is. Al simply sat directly on the ground, eye level with the old man.

"But as a person, he's the worst scumbag. ”

"Scum?", the old man looked directly at Al, "Do you know those things about the orcs?", he looked at Al thoughtfully for a moment, his eyes became extremely sharp in an instant, and Al straightened his waist and stared at the old man's eyes without showing weakness.

The old man shook his head, "You're not in the meeting, who are you?", he asked.

"Shouldn't you give your name before asking someone? I think that's the most basic etiquette. Al, responded.

The old man still looked directly at Al, and the two looked at each other like two bulls, neither of them willing to admit defeat. After a long time, the old man sighed as if admitting defeat, "This is your territory, and the old man can't consume you." ”

"That's because your old man has a lot of knowledge, and he doesn't have the same knowledge as a young man like me. Al smiled and gave the old man a top hat.

"You're not from the council, and those little wolf cubs don't respect the old man as much as you do. The old man narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment and said affirmatively: "It's like those stinky aristocrats." ”

Al smiled bitterly, as if all the mages he had met had an indescribable dislike for nobles, even more so than the Holy Cult. If the mages are half hatred and half fear of the Holy Religion, they are utterly contemptuous of the nobility.

In their hearts, the aristocracy is a real moth and a fool. As for mages, they are more disgusted by stupidity and ignorance than they are despicable and shameless.

It's a pity that most aristocrats have both of these valuable qualities.

"The old man's name is Saruman. The old man said his name directly, and he raised his head slightly, waiting to see Al's surprised and awe-inspiring expression.

"Saruman?", Al pondered for a moment, confirming that he had never heard of the name. He shook his head honestly and said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I've never heard of this name. ”

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, which seemed to be his habitual movement.

"It seems that my previous estimation was a little wrong, young man, not only are you not from the council, you have never even lived in this underworld before, have you?" the old man said in a questioning tone, but he nodded vigorously as he spoke, as if he was extremely sure.

"Oh, why is that, why are you so sure?", Al grew more and more curious.

"Because you are a human being, and if you live underground for a long time, you must have heard of the old man's name. ”

The old man raised his eyebrows, looking quite proud. The snow-white eyebrows seemed to be about to break away from the eyebrows, which seemed a little deviant, which made the old man look like a naughty boy at this time, very improper.

Al looked at him like this, and couldn't help but think of the old butler Schegman. When the old butler is taught a lesson by Lady Greel, he always secretly makes this funny look at Al, which makes Al laugh.

Al has a little more affection for this old man in his heart, no matter what, if an old man still maintains a "pure heart", then he should not be so bad.

He decided not to go around in circles any longer, and now that the old man had already given his name, he didn't know if it was true or not, but Al felt that he should also show his sincerity.

"My name is Al Edward, and like you, I'm a mage. Al bowed slightly, and also reported his name.

"Al Edward, Edward, Edward......," the old man patted his head, thought for a long time, and then slapped it twice as if it dawned on him.

"I remember that when Grievous I raised his army, he was accompanied by several speculators, one of whom was named Edward, could it be your ancestor?", he looked at Al with some surprise, as if he had read a history book in which a historical figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a little surprised, and a little curious.

However, Al heard an important message from his words, when this old man heard the name Edward, he thought of not the Edward family, the guardian of the northern realm, which is now well-known in the kingdom of St. Teresa, but the ancestors of the Edward family hundreds of years ago!

This is really strange, for ordinary people, that Edward ancestor is not nameless, it is also not famous, and it cannot be compared with the current famous Edward family. Even if he was very knowledgeable, his first instinct would have been that he was the current Guardian of the North.

The only answer was that he had no idea that the Edward family had been canonized as the Guardians of the North! he had never even lived in the kingdom of St. Teresa.