Mick's steel shield was eventually sold for 120,000 gold coins, and the buyer was none other than the large arms dealer Eric.

The reason why it can be sold at such a high price is not because the equipment itself is expensive, but because it is to compete for the military order that follows closely.

Everyone knows that Mick and his work have already attracted the attention of the military, and the ensuing order is almost certain.

In the face of large-scale procurement, it is impossible for magic alchemists to do it themselves, they will only provide designs and samples, control a few key links, and leave the rest of the work to the arms dealers, which brings huge benefits to the arms dealers.

Therefore, whoever can buy Mick's work will be the first to establish a good relationship with Mick and have a head start in the subsequent competition.

Mick didn't care about these doorways, and he followed Eric all the way to an office in the Wizards' Council, which was opulent, spacious and bright, with a special beautiful maid waiting to be summoned at any time.

As soon as Mick walked into the office, he saw a large check on the large desk. The chair behind the desk slowly turned, and Alexander smiled and nodded at Mick.

The moment he saw the check and Alexander, some doubts in Mick's heart suddenly became a line, and some things that he couldn't figure out before suddenly became clear.

He sneered inwardly, grabbed the check on the table in a big way, and sat down on the couch beside him.

Alexander was about to speak, but found that Mick did not pay attention to him at all, but pulled the beautiful maid to his side and touched her upright ass firmly.

At the maid's exclamation, Mick smiled faintly: "Honey, bring me a cup of coffee, the most expensive one! ”

The maid's pretty face was covered with a layer of red, and she leaned half of her body into Mick's arms, and two large-scale softness just happened to be against his arms.

Mick felt his heart skip a beat, and he was about to wrap his arms around her thin waist, but he heard her soft and greasy response: "Your coffee will be coming soon." Then, like a flower butterfly, she turned softly, and escaped Mick's grasp with a smile.

Mick sniffed lightly at the lingering fragrance on his hand, a vague smile on his lips.

Looking at Mick's series of pretentiousness, Alexander and Eric glanced at each other and said with a dumb smile: "Mr. Beckman, you won't swell so quickly, will you?"

Mick smiled confidently, "Alright, Alexander." We're all smart people, so why waste our time? ”

Alexander's face changed slightly, and his consistent smile gradually froze: "Mr. Beckman, I don't know what you're talking about......"

Mick shook his head and said, "Alexander, a person of your status will not talk to people indiscriminately.

And you not only accosted me, but also tested my ability and character through that broken sword, and then took the opportunity to propose an alchemy press conference, pointing out a clear path for me.

Just as I needed help, Eric showed up again.

You're not trying to tell me it's all a coincidence?"

"Haha...... Hahaha...... yes, how could it be such a coincidence?" said Alexander, laughing.

But he hesitated for only a moment, and the confident smile returned to his face: "Okay, Mick. I'll admit, you're a little smarter than I thought. I do admire your viciousness, cunning, and reckless madness. ”

"Uh...... Your diction seems ...... Not quite like a compliment......"

"On the contrary, at Maltis, this is a high rating. ”

"Okay. Mick waved his hand and said, "I only have two questions, first, why do you know so much about me, and second, what do you want me to do?"

"On the first question. Alexander smiled and tossed a bag of materials onto the table. Mick opened it and saw that it contained a detailed account of his journey from Snow Blue Castle to Maltis, including full details of how he had killed the three mercenaries.

Mick's face changed dramatically, and he looked at Alexander in surprise.

Alexander only shrugged his shoulders slightly: "Since breaking the refining record of the Deep Sea Demon Crystal, you have appeared on this information, but it was not until your strength increased by leaps and bounds that you slaughtered three old mercenaries alone that this information was eligible to enter my field of vision." ”

Alexander spoke casually, but this information gave Mick a new understanding of the magnates of the imperial capital. It turns out that power makes them pervasive, even if they think they are seamless.

"Now to answer your second question, what do I need you for? Actually, I need everything, everything you have, everything you can provide, I need it. ”

Mick smiled, "Why should I help you?"

"Help me?" Alexander shook his head: "No, no, no, you are not helping me, but you are attached to me, or surrendered to me, because without me, you will be crushed by Beckman." ”

Hearing Beckman's three words, a trace of coldness flashed on Mick's face, but he quickly covered it up.

"Why do you convince me that you have what it takes to stand up to Beckman?" Mick muttered.

Alexander shook his head and said, "I don't need to convince you, because you have no other choice, you can bet everything to make trouble, and of course you will bet that I have that strength." ”

Mick was silent.

Alexander continued to shake his head: "Mick, you underestimate Beckman too much. Although there are six Grand Dukes in the Empire, two of them are independent lords, and they may have nothing to say in their own territory, but in Maltis they do not have the strength to fight against Beckman, so there are only three families who can really influence Beckman.

Not many of them will accept you for complex political reasons, and I don't think you'll have a better option than mine. What's more, since I have already made a move first, they will not come to me no matter what the outcome is. ”

"So, you're going to eat me?" Mick frowned.

Alexander said sincerely: "I hope for a win-win situation, Mick. I need wings, you need backers, it's as simple as that. ”

"Who are you?" Mick asked what he thought was the most important question as he stared into Alexander's eyes.

But Alexan turned his head and looked out the window: "My identity...... It's a bit complicated, but you'll learn about it later......"

After a long time, Mick finally spoke slowly: "I need an investment of 600,000 gold coins, the new private alchemy laboratory must be completely mine, my new work will be given priority to Eric for production, and the proceeds will be divided fifty-fifty, but you must also provide me with the necessary protection and other resources." ”

Alexander shook his head and said: "No, 600,000 is too much, I have already spent 240,000 gold coins on you, I will invest another 200,000 gold coins in you within a month, I can do without any shares in the new private alchemy laboratory, but all your new works must be handed over to Eric for production, unless he is unwilling, or has no ability to produce." As for revenue sharing, you have three and I have seven. ”

"What? This is a Ming robbery" Mick jumped up from the sofa and shouted: "Invest another 400,000 yuan, four or six shares, otherwise don't talk about it!"

"An additional 300,000, divided into four or six, this is the limit. ”

"Three hundred and eighty thousand!"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Okay...... Alexander, you vampire!" Mick showed a look of pain: "The alchemy work I worked so hard to develop will be forcibly divided by you!"

Alexander smiled: "With my operation, your works can be sold several times more, in fact, you will find that you have earned more, whether it is gold coins or fame." ”

"Alright, evil exploiters, don't justify your greed anymore. I've got to go back and soothe my wounded heart, and the next time we meet, I'll hope you'll have the check ready!" Mick glared at Alexander and walked out of the office in a huff.

"Don't worry, Mick. You will find that I have a very good reputation. Seeing Mick's deflated appearance, Alexander smiled heartily.

Just smiling and smiling, his smile slowly solidified on his face. He remembered the strange smile that hung on Mick's lips as he left, a wicked smile that he couldn't suppress......

Alexander suddenly realizes that from the moment Mick walks into the office, he seems to be in absolute control, but Mick controls the beginning and end of every topic. Whether it was a show of strength at the beginning or a later show of weakness, it was a means for him to paralyze himself and strive for the greatest interests.

He was obviously dying, but he could still bargain with himself, and took away hundreds of thousands of gold coins and various other resources with empty gloves......

Himself or Mick, who is stupid?

Alexander slapped his forehead and said with annoyance: "This cunning little fox, his acting skills can be called an actor." Saying that, he suddenly let out a long sigh: "It seems that if you want to really subdue him, it will take a lot of effort......

When General Fritz returned to the military headquarters, his agitated mood could not be calmed down for a long time. He immediately wrote a sprinkling note, detailing to His Majesty the Emperor Frederick II what had happened at the magic conference and the huge impact it would have on the future of the empire if the magical equipment for warriors appeared.

Frederick II had been emperor for ten years, and his ambitions were gradually fading into extravagant, court life. When he finished watching Fritz's recital, he seemed to have returned to his high-spirited youth, and instantly rekindled his ambition to dominate the world, and made several imperial concubines beg for mercy at night.

On the same day, the military department received the approval of Frederick II, and His Majesty decided to build a special combat brigade with a scale of 1,000 people and the use of standard magic equipment for each of the four main army corps.

Feeling strong pressure from the military department, the House of Nobles feared that the excessive power of the army would draw the empire into the quagmire of war, and decided to convene an emergency meeting overnight to discuss countermeasures;

The Prime Minister and the Twelve Governors of the Cabinet also did not return home, and each of them led the officials of his headquarters to study in advance the possible follow-up strategy of His Majesty the Emperor;

Other nobles and merchants were busy squirting news and hoarding supplies.

In short, the military, political and aristocratic circles of the empire were completely boiling. Even the holy city of Maltis, which is just across the wall, has sent several cardinals to contact the empire and ask if there will be any big moves in the near future.

On the outskirts of Maltis, beautiful Mansa estate. The Grand Duke of Taufenberg, Deputy Chancellor of the Reich and the contemporary head of the Beckman family, sat in his large office, his face gloomy as he knocked on the sandalwood table with an unsettling click.

Erica stood opposite the Grand Duke with a red face, and said excitedly: "There is no doubt that he has changed the pattern of magical equipment, such a genius, even if he is as powerful as Beckman, he can't afford to lose, father, it's too late to save it now!"

Archduke Tauffenberg ignored Erica's anxiety and said unhurriedly: "Erica, you just need to understand one thing, that wild seed will never enter the Beckman door, and you don't have to worry about the rest. ”

"Father!" Erica couldn't understand why her father, who had always been wise, was so stubborn about this, and she asked suspiciously, "Ten years ago, my grandfather gave Uncle Michelle the opportunity to return to the family, but he died inexplicably after returning to the imperial capital, and your attitude has changed dramatically, why is this? What happened ten years ago?"

Archduke Taufenberg's face changed suddenly, and he slapped the table heavily, and said, "Erica!

"Father!"

"Get out!"

Erica gave Archduke Tauffenberg a deep look, gritted her silver teeth, and slammed the door.

After Erica left, Conrad cautiously walked out of the office.

"Conrad, you're a great disappointment to me!" said Taufenberg, his face sinking as he sank.

Conrad felt a chill rise all over his body, and he fell to his knees.

Also kneeling, in addition to Conrad, there was also Master Stephen.

At the headquarters of the Imperial Royal Alchemist Guild, Master Stephen knelt alone in an empty hall, and in the greenhouse on one side of the hall, a drooping old man was leisurely pruning lush flowers and plants.

The old man's steps were strong and his movements were swift, in contrast to his extremely aged countenance.

He spoke as if to the flowers: "I, Frank, have been in Maltis for more than sixty years, and I have never been so unnoticed as I am today. No way, who made me teach a student like a stupid pig?"

Stephen's body trembled, and he kowtowed: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I will definitely win it back!"

"Win?" the old man smiled: "What do you use to win?" A sixth-level magic alchemist was brutally humiliated by a first-level hairy boy at his press conference, this is simply a strange news in the world. Who can expect this laughing stock to win honors?"

"Teacher ......"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, if you lose today, your junior brother will help you win it back." Just hide and don't go out and embarrass people again. ”

"Senior brother?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I took in a very talented student yesterday, he is a star of hope with the golden blood 'Flame Dragon Roar', and he will make up for your incompetence. ”

When Master Stephen heard this, his heart suddenly turned to ashes, and his body was like chaff, and he knelt on the ground and trembled.

At dusk, a woman wrapped in a black cloak crept into Maltis's gates, her wide robe barely hiding her fiery figure, and two ears slightly longer than normal people looming in the hood.

When entering the city gate, she overheard a passing nobleman talking about the alchemist Mick, her dark green eyes shrank slightly, and the intense murderous intent flashed away.