Chapter 327: The Compromise Magicians' Guild (1)

For the Fila Continent in the past hundred years, it has been generally calm, because as long as there is no such thing as a big war between several major military powers, the rest of the small wars are not a big deal for the natives on this continent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Therefore, the news of the annihilation of the entire army of the Wizard Guild, led by three legendary law systems, in the broken place where birds don't, caused such a huge shock.

It turns out that in the memory of human civilians, the impoverished rural empire has unconsciously become a force to be reckoned with, and with his own strength, the magical little dwarf who has driven the entire orc empire to become powerful, Lord Modo, the Duke of Iron Lord, has become more and more famous.

Originally, it was impossible for this kind of news to spread to all corners of the continent in such a period of time, and the major forces that could get the news in time would not get this news to the point that women and children knew about it, and even the high-level leaders of the Wizards Guild who were shocked by the bad news tried in every possible way to suppress the news, so that they could do a good job of dealing with the imminent internal chaos.

However, after the wealthy Lord Modo made Old Lauren drop millions of gold coins in the Thieves' Guild again, the Thieves' Guild with tentacles all over the continent immediately showed its efficient work efficiency after taking the money.

The continent, which has been calm for a long time, has been completely detonated by this war, and the attention of the entire continent has been attracted, and the country dukedom on the edge of this continent, the little dwarf Modo has become the best topic of discussion.

For a time, even the beggars of the human world could tell the story of this terrible battle, and the abundance of the underground world and the strength of the Iron Collar were the first to be described; to a certain extent, this was an excellent advertisement for the various local products of the Iron and Steel Collar, and from the second month after the Great War, the caravans that came to the Iron and Steel Collar to buy goods more than tripled.

In addition, the main purpose of Modo's letting the Thieves Guild release the news, recruiting mages in the wild, also successfully attracted the attention of all the wild mages.

The happiness generated after learning of the fiasco of the Wizards' Guild made these wild mages who had been squeezed out and suppressed by the Wizards Guild for a long time have a great deal of favor towards the Iron Collar, coupled with that good and terrifying treatment, and finally made a large number of wild mages embark on the road to steel.

At the same time, after circulating a few times, the rumors that were exaggerated into nothing also made the high-level leaders of the Wizards Guild completely fail to plan to hide the news for the time being, and then the various troubles that followed gave them headaches......

"I can't live this day. With a violent emotion in his heart, Master Chiren kicked on the automatic magic door that would slowly open, and walked into the council hall on the top floor of the magic tower, complaining to the members of the magician guild in the hall.

Master Qilun, who usually has an impeccable demeanor, looks extremely embarrassed at this time, his gorgeous magic robe is covered with faintly smelly egg liquid, and a few yellowed vegetable leaves are so obvious on the tall mage's round hat.

The senior councilor of the Supreme Council of the Magicians Guild, the master of the guild who is in charge of intelligence and dark forces, and the number of big names in the guild, is almost mad, no matter where he goes before, he will almost be ceremoniously received, he can't imagine that he has such an embarrassing day.

In Welly City, the home of the Wizards' Guild, he was treated like this, and what made him almost mad was that even if he suffered such an insult, he had no chance of recovering the field, because the people who threw garbage at him were the families of those who died in the battle and were captured.

Let the escort team, who is a bit sad about the death of rabbits and foxes, deal with the families of these former colleagues, the prevarication and disobedience of the escort team are so obvious, and the number of hundreds of thousands of family members, as well as the momentum surrounding several blocks around the magic tower, also made Master Qilun dare not make excessive moves, so he could only flee into the magic tower as if he had escaped.

Even on the highest floor of the Magic Tower, far from the ground, in the council hall, the cursing and cries could still be heard below, and several councilors other than Master Qilun were also ugly and terrifying.

In the past, with their noble status in the guild, these mage members and the families of the troops directly under them were respectful when they saw them, but now it's okay not to rush up and bite them a few times.

With a wave of his sleeve, Lord Sauron, the Speaker of the Council, cast a soundproof spell, finally making these disturbing noises disappear from everyone's ears.

"Tell me what we should do now, and tell me all your opinions. The haggard-faced Speaker Sauron finally spoke when he saw that the people had arrived, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he startled Qilun, who was very hoarse.

An old man with a gray beard and hair moved his mouth, this legendary mage who was even older than the council leader Sauron, who was obsessed with all kinds of strange magic experiments, and did not say a word in every meeting, and now he finally could not sit still.

He spoke, "What else, according to the data released by the Iron Collar, most of the mages and most of the troops were only captured, no matter what the price, redeem them from the hands of that little dwarf, otherwise the hearts of the Wizards' Guild will be completely scattered." ā€

"Redeem it, if it were that easy, I'm afraid I would have contacted the orcs in the Iron Collar a long time ago. The Fire Legend said indignantly, "Do you know how big the appetite of those orcs is? those damned orcs are just a bunch of vampires, trying to suck our last drop of blood." ā€œ

"They actually raised the price of the ransom to twice the normal price, and now we have to pay for all the prisoners' food, lodging, and medical care, and they dare to charge the price of one gold coin for an ordinary turkey leg. "The Legend of Fire gestured his fingers at the Steel-Collar Orcs, the heinous atrocities.

If the little dwarf appeared in front of him, he could bite him to death: "If that's all, forget it, it's great to empty the guild's warehouse, and let the families of the relevant personnel bear a part, which is barely enough, but they also put forward some conditions, which are simply to push our guild to death." ā€œ

"We have to hand over the dozens of best-selling mana potion recipes to them. ā€

"All the magic books that our guild treasures, they have to copy them all. ā€

"And a staggering amount of compensation, where do you say we still have so much money, and whether the guild will continue to operate normally. ā€

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Speaking of which, the hundred-year-old Master Qilun couldn't cry, aggrieved like a child.