"No, we will not forcibly recruit any mages into the army, nor will the Mage Protection Treaty allow us to do so, we just hope that we can reach the greatest understanding that Sarabuto can get your help and we will compensate you accordingly. ”

Derek hastened to explain, for fear of a deeper misunderstanding between them.

"What's in it for me?"

Lear is as pragmatic as ever.

"We'll pay you and your servants handsomely for their actions in the military, plus each day you become a military mage will generate fifty guild contribution points, and finally, the Sarabuto Magic Guild will be open to you for free, and you can enter from the fourth floor onwards with no time limit. And the mages of Sarabuto will be in a group this time, so your safety can be absolutely guaranteed. ”

This time it was the young mage who was with him at the beginning, and he nodded and smiled slightly when he saw Lear's gaze turned.

The reward and the opening of the Magic Guild was certainly what Lear wanted, because he discovered a paradox in Sarabuto, that if you don't become a Level 3 Mage, you can't apply for a Battle Mage, you can't enter the Magic Guild to learn more advanced magic if you don't become a Battle Mage, and if you can't learn more advanced magic, you can never become a Battle Mage.

And when it comes to security, Lear isn't as optimistic as the young mage says.

Because Sarabuto's mage group does this, as long as the Erathians are not stupid, they can do the same, and when the two mage groups fight each other, the so-called safety or something is simply a joke.

And even if the Erathians don't huddle together, as long as their mages attack and harass everywhere, then if Dimon's army doesn't want to watch the warriors be consumed by magic little by little, they must also disperse to meet them.

When the ever-changing battlefield becomes a mess, who will have time to deal with him, a second-level little magician?

The Sarabutos don't have a clear idea of how much power they might have with the Erathians, but Lear knows it all.

This kingdom that rose like the rising sun in the east occupied the richest central plains of the Antaglisi continent, and the military and magical legacy of the former Mudran dynasty became the cornerstone of the stability of the nascent kingdom, and more importantly, Ryan Geffenhardt secured the support of the Wizard King, from the moment he announced that he would expel and kill the barbarians who had entered the land of Erathia.

This is politics, and politics is the exchange of interests.

Although Demon is a century-old kingdom, it has been in the southeast corner for too long, and the vast forests of Hammondal, the endless desert of Crourrod, and the miasma swamps of Tartaglia in the north have become its natural barriers.

Except for the brief splendor of the founding period, Dumont has enjoyed peace and quiet for hundreds of years without experiencing war.

Their neighbor was a ferocious griffon, while Dimon was more of a docile sheep, and Lear knew that what they considered to be a potential ally, Mr. Tanan, would not be the help they hoped would be if he could rise again in that narrow valley of Krurod.

Because when the hero of the barbarians reappears in front of the world, he will first have to face enemies from both the south and the east, and neither the rising Bracada dynasty nor the rapidly rising kingdom of Erathia can match the loss of the invincible legion of Tanan.

If the plot doesn't change much, Lear knows that Tanan should now be leading his army on his way to Tataglia, where he will kill anyone who dares to resist him and forcibly recruit the swamp people into his army.

He would be a tyrant through and through, like Gevin Magnus whom he once opposed.

Fate is sometimes so cruel that if you want to defeat an enemy you hate, you will probably have to become the same as him or even surpass him first.

Fairy tales are beautiful because good can always triumph over evil, and reality is cruel because when people follow their leader to overthrow a tyrant, they will tragically find that they have made another tyrant with their blood and lives.

But Lear decided to join them anyway.

Because the overly peaceful environment can't bring him the explosive growth he wants, and the war and chaos can make him better fish in troubled waters, thinking about it, Lear feels that he really has a bit of talent for the Great Demon King of the Mixed World.

"Last question, why me?"

At least you have to figure out where the value of your use is, otherwise it won't be fun at all if you are sold by others and still help count the money.

"Actually, it's not just you, we have sent an invitation to all the magicians in the city of Sarabuto, begging them to help, for it will not be superfluous to be prepared no matter how much strength we have amassed compared to the fierce Erathians, and now the news has been spread from all channels, throughout the kingdom of Dimon. ”

Derek reluctantly explained.

After all, the Sarabuto people are not arrogant enough to think that they can 'descend from the king to the bandit army', so this battle is still a bit of a start.

"Then there's no problem, I agree to join, but when can I enter the Magic Guild?"

That's what Lear cares about the most.

"Anytime, as long as you inform us in advance. ”

The young mage replied.

............

The so-called magic guild is nothing more than a four-story magic tower, but the height of this level is very debatable.

As Lear followed Bryant into the gates of the Magic Guild, he glanced at Cloudsdale suspended above the vault farther away, and wondered how the building, which was far beyond the garden of Babylon, could have been hung without any ground support, but then he thought of the prayers and supplications that the monks had been praying and supplicating day and night as they passed the temple, perhaps it was a miracle descended directly from the god of war, Ardis.

As for Bryant, it was the name of the young mage who spoke to him in that guild, and the other party took the initiative to tell him on the way here.

At first glance, the Magic Guild looks more like a giant library.

Countless books were neatly arranged on huge circular shelves, and there were some huge magic books in the hollowed-out walls, and bursts of strange streamers and magic fluctuations kept emanating from above, which should be made of special materials.

From time to time, there were mages with three, four, or even more bars hanging on their chests, and there was no magic apprentice in sight, because of the need for permission and secrecy, everything here needed to be done by the distinguished mages themselves.

"You can freely visit and browse on the first to third floors, please feel free to browse the books in the shelves, magic books are all divine seal gifts that cannot be moved, how much you can comprehend is all in your own wisdom and talent, and there are magic guards stationed on the fourth floor, I suggest you don't approach. ”

Bryant said this from Lear's side.

"Why? I mean, why are there magical guards on the fourth level and not on the other levels?"

Lear asked, puzzled.

"You'll find out later. ”

Bryant smiled mysteriously and said goodbye to Lear, the war is getting closer, and everyone needs to prepare a lot of things.

Although Lear is an important recruit, he is currently only a second-level mage, and he obviously does not have the ability to make everyone revolve around him.

It's better to go it alone, at least that's what Lear thinks.

Contrary to Lear's imagination, the Sarabuto Magic Guild had a large collection of magic, at least the first layer was a far cry from what he had previously thought was only five first-level magical knowledge reserves.

Sure enough, reality and games are still different.

After walking around, Lear found that even in his current state, if he wanted to fully master the first-level magic in the Magic Guild, it would take him three days without eating, drinking, or resting.

Lear is not short of time.

At least for now, he hadn't received a definite date for his formation, so he planned to eat, drink, and sleep here for the time before he received the notice.

It's just that if others know about his terrifying learning progress, not to mention those Sarabuto people, I'm afraid that the protector mages of the Dimon Kingdom will want to capture him and dissect him for study.

There are sixteen first-level magics on the first floor of the Magic Guild, and there are still ten in addition to the few that Lear has mastered, and it takes six months or more for ordinary second-level mages to fully master these magics, and Lear only needs three days.

It's a gift from Yasha.

And the will of Yasha is the will of this world.

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