Quinn pulled Al and his party directly towards the tall building, "Good day, Master El, I didn't expect you to come here too." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info", this made Al a little confused, "Isn't it strange for a mage to come here? Quinn are you not a mage?"

Quinn looked at Al in surprise and exclaimed, "Are you still a mage?"

"So you're not Mr. Quinn, and neither is that large group of people just now, so why are you all gathered in the Mage Guild, can you come and go here at will?" said Al, who was even more curious.

"Let's sit down and talk. Quinn opened a door familiarly, there were several maids and servants waiting in the room, Quinn snapped his fingers, as if it was a trick, and a table of sumptuous refreshments was arranged, the tea fragrance was rich, and the shape was exquisite, so that people couldn't help but move their index fingers when they saw it.

Quinn took a sip of tea, leaned lazily on a large gold velvet cushion, and sighed, "This is life, why should I waste my precious afternoon time and a lot of saliva on those idiots." He shook his head, a look of disgust.

After drinking tea, he said slowly: "I don't know the specific situation, you know, I'm also an outsider." Later, I was introduced to this place, and to put it bluntly, it is a high-end social place. It is said that there were many mages gathered here, and wealthy merchants sent their children as apprentices with the idea of befriending a strong man. As you know, the rumored archmages who can call the wind and rain and split mountains and rocks are undoubtedly very attractive backers for merchants who lack force. In order to improve their strength, mages need a lot of money to conduct various magic experiments, and the two can be said to be a perfect match, and this ornately decorated building was also built by many trading houses at that time. But then the president of the Mage Guild was directly arrested and sent to the Inquisition, and I heard that the successor had also disappeared later, and the trees had fallen and scattered, and the mages gathered here slowly dispersed, and the Mage Guild gradually became an empty shell. However, the circle of the children of wealthy merchants has been passed down, and many people like to meet here, probably because they feel a special sense of superiority here. ”

Al sat there, quietly digesting Quinn's words. Fresh and pleasant, the good tea with fragrant teeth and cheeks he drank was full of bitterness, as a mage seeing the mage association is such a situation, it is inevitable that there will be a kind of sadness in his heart. It's like the Monkey King in Journey to the West, jumping out of life and death, not in the Five Elements, how majestic and free, but he can't escape the Five Fingers Mountain of the Buddha, and the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace has become a Buddha who takes refuge in Buddhism. The president of the Holy Radiance City Mage Association sounds like a bull, but such a person, the Holy Sect will be caught, this is the sorrow of being a mage, and he will always be under the shadow and fear of the Holy Sect, and he will not be free. Presumably, Medea left Shenghui City and came to the remote west.

Just thinking like this, he found that Quinn came over, and his face was excited, "I didn't expect that a great nobleman like you would still be a mage, exploring the truth of the world and knowing amazing secrets, it's really exciting to think about." ”

Al rolled his eyes, "I'm just an apprentice. "Grasping the truth of the world is still too far away for me. ”

"What does it matter, you are a wise man who believes in and supports the prophecies of the end as much as I do. Quinn insisted.

Speaking of this, Al was a little curious, "Mr. Quinn, why are you so strong in supporting Galileo's doomsday prophecy? ”

"Because I am so convinced that the forces of evil are silently being nurtured, and that the devil is slowly poking out his minions. The tragedy slowly unfolds, and the world will be burned in a raging fire. People wept, wailed, and prayed in the flames, but darkness hung over them, and there was no hope in sight. At this moment, a hero drew his sword, slashed through the dark clouds in the sky, and let the light descend on the earth. Just like Silori Relot 600 years ago, the Hero King will reappear to save all humanity and save the world. And I, Quinn Rodriguez, am the king of heroes. Quinn, reciting aloud like a poem, self-absorbed.

Al and his party were directly stunned on the spot, and Al resisted the urge to leave, and was really powerless to complain. What is this situation? Late secondary disease, delusional self-anonoia?

This Quinn Rodriguez is the successor of the big trading house, a money-profligate gentleman, a super troll who fights in all directions, and a middle two patient who is deeply delusional.

Just thinking like this, I heard Quinn solemnly invite Al, "Mr. Al, let's establish the Doomsday Society with me." No matter how the world slanders and slanders, as long as we have a high goal, we will eventually save the world and be crowned king!"

Al looked at the second middle school sick weakly, he did have the goal of saving the world, but he didn't want to be captured by the Holy Cult in the Inquisition before that. Coronation as king? First of all, ask Grievous the Great if he agrees.

He smiled wryly and shook his hand, "I've been entangled in everything lately, and I'm in a deep predicament, so I don't have the time or energy to respond to your call." ”

Quinn patted his chest when he listened, "Everyone is gay, and your business is my business." If you have any difficulties, please speak up, and maybe I can help you. ”

Al listened, his heart moved, although this person is unreliable no matter how you look at it, but the resources he controls are real, maybe they can really help him break the game. So he didn't hide it, and told the current predicament of the Western Border Commercial Bank one by one.

After listening to his narration, Quinn thought quietly, without the enthusiasm he had just had. His eyes are sharp and calm, but he looks like a general who is strategizing. He knocked on the table and said confidently: "The biggest problem of your Western Territory Trading House is that it has not given full play to your advantages, which is unique and cannot be exchanged, that is, you are a great nobleman, which the big merchants in Manni District cannot buy even if they are bankrupt." ”

Al replied, "My identity is just a title, and I have no foundation and no power in this Holy Radiance City, and I have no practical effect. ”

Quinn shook his head, "You're just blind, I didn't expect it." Although Shenghui City has a population of one million, in fact, ninety percent of the wealth is concentrated in the hands of a few merchants and nobles, and the nobles are the most. Unlike the merchants, the nobles spent their money lavishly and without restraint. If you want to make money, you have to take money from the money bags of the nobles, and there is no future in scavenging food from those commoners. ”