Chapter Ninety-Three

The Esoteric Tower Federation is a strange country, it does not have a decent government, and it is the Great Council of Mages that decides the country's affairs. The Great Council is divided into two parts, and the House of Commons, composed of senior mages, is responsible for the main affairs of the country, such as finance, taxation, personnel, etc., all of which are handled by the House of Commons. The House of Lords, made up of legendary mages, is only responsible for matters such as diplomacy and military affairs—the Masters are too busy to bother with those matters.

"What are those legendary mages up to?" Sui Xiong asked curiously.

Lei thought for a moment, "Basically, it's probably all about how to break through the limits of biology and step into the realm of demigods—anyway, several masters I know are studying these." ”

"Do you know a legendary mage?"

"I don't know people, but most of them don't have an impression of me. Ray smiled, "I came here to study for a while when I was a teenager, when it was in the capital of the Mystic Tower Federation, the Tower of the Highest. As luck would have me, I've had the pleasure of meeting two masters, and I've met two other masters, plus the one Master Green. Among all the fourteen legendary mages in the entire Mystic Tower Federation, I know exactly the number of one hand, and I will definitely envy many mid-level and low-level mages. ”

"With your current strength, even if you don't consider your origin, you are fully qualified to visit those legendary mages. Sui Xiong said with interest, "Will we pass through the territory of a legendary mage on our way?" ”

Lei recalled carefully and shook his head: "To be honest, I don't have a very good impression of where the masters live—for example, Your Excellency the 'Green Sea Resident', I know about his existence, but I don't know that he is in Green Tree City. ”

"Is this kind of information being kept secret?"

"I guess it wasn't a secret, but I wasn't interested in intelligence at the time. By the time he was a little older and began to be interested in these, he was already ......" Lei's face suddenly darkened, and he sighed deeply and said no more.

Obviously, he remembered some sad past.

Sui Xiong gently patted him on the shoulder as a comfort: "Don't be sad, people can't always live in memory. You have a great future, so why bother ↗↗↗↗ with the unhappy things in the past, m.△.co↑m