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"Hey, uncle, are you the Magister of the Red Lily Academy? I see your badge!"

"How do you speak, young man, is this clearly written "Silver Castle Academy of Magic", okay?"

The uncle snorted angrily, and didn't want to pay any more attention to Roman, but how could a person who was entangled by a clever ghost break free so easily?

"Hehe, you young people don't know, in the last half a month, the cleaning of the White Stone Society, it's okay in their headquarters, in the various magic organizations and magic academies under them, it's like crazy, there were originally five great mages in the Silver Castle Academy, but four were directly brushed off, and the last one was scared out of illness, and in the end, I had to bring the students over, tsk, other places are similar, it's even more ruthless than forty years ago!"

"Why? Is Shiraishi going crazy?"

Roman also held a cigarette, stood in the crowd with the old man, whispering, the old man heard Roman's voice, looked left and right, made a silent expression, and then lowered his voice and said,

"It is said to be an order from the royal family of Lodal, not long ago in the Palvin Mine, hey, you know that place, right?"

"I know. ”

"Oh, that's good, the seven legends of that place have been killed, and His Majesty the Emperor is furious, saying, "Seven pigs can run away from one." "The meaning is that the new legends over the years are worse than pigs, I actually, I think what Your Majesty said makes sense, since the orc war, the empire is peaceful, plus Your Majesty personally promised, as long as it is a legend, there will be titles and official positions, restless guys have begun to speculate on the camp, so there is this purge, but it is said that His Majesty attaches great importance to this assessment, and specially sent representatives of the royal family to supervise it. ”

"Oh?"

Roman looked at Elivan, who was as usual with a calm face, and then asked again,

"So uncle, do you know who the representatives of the royal family are?"

The old man blinked his eyes, closed his eyes and thought about it for a while, and said,

"It is said that there is the Sky Sword Saint Duke Boomer, as well as an arcane master of the royal family, and finally the famous "Black Lion" Rogge, who is a general who is deeply trusted by His Majesty. ”

"Really, that's great, I have a lot of admiration for General Rogge!"

Roman didn't answer, but Elivan smiled and said to the old man,

"It's your turn, old man!"

"Oooh. ”

The old man with a somewhat ignorant face turned around, took a number from the crystal box in front of him, and walked out of the lottery scene with the flow of people without looking, but when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but grab the sign with the number in his hand, and looked back, and everywhere he saw was a surging crowd, where was the shadow of those two strange guys?

But speaking of which, what do those two guys look like? Is it really that they are old, so even their memory has dropped so much?

The old man stood in the scorching summer breeze, feeling a little depressed, but when his eyes swept over the skewers in his hand, his mood unconsciously improved again.

"Awesome, bye!"

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"Number 95, what an unlucky number!"

Elivan threw the stick in his hand to Roman, and turned into the alley of this pure white city by himself, Roman didn't care, after being strengthened by the Sky Lord, Elivan was no longer Wuxia Amon, enough to be comparable to the combat power of the Arcanist, although he was not invincible in this city, but he wanted to run, it is estimated that no one can catch up.

After all, the flying spell exclusive to the Firmament Lord is so fast that ordinary arcanists probably don't even want to touch the corners of his clothes.

Thinking of this, the demon warlock whistled comfortably, the first game of No. 95 is tomorrow afternoon, so he still has a whole day to linger, hey, I heard that the famous rainbow fudge of St. White Rock Fort is good, bring some back to Harry, and then you can go to the "Pink Street" by the way, after all, a widower with a child, and has been locked up in a black prison for more than ten years, can you expect Roman to have any elegant hobbies?

The old K group doesn't care about this, at least Eleven's perverted hobbies don't like to take care of his companion's private life, what Roman goes to do has nothing to do with him, provided that he has to deal with his own affairs, if these things affect the purpose of this trip, waiting for Roman is not just as simple as reprimanding, Ellevin has many ways to make him remember this mistake forever.

Elavin with his eyes closed was walking in the quiet streets, the dragon bloodline was upgraded again, and the deterrent talent brought to him was very useful, only a simple mental lock, and the opponent whose strength was much lower than him would fall into a certain state of confusion, this is how the old man was tricked, but this talent has a slight sequelae, that is, for a short period of time after use, the cross golden mangs in his eyes will always exist, in order not to attract the attention of this pedestrian, he simply closed his eyes, anyway, it only takes a few minutes for the golden mangs to disperse, and relying on his spiritual power that is now boiling like a sea, he doesn't need eyes, and he won't hit the railing or other things。

However, as a strange tourist, the result of wandering around in a completely unfamiliar city soon appeared in front of Eleven's eyes, and when he turned three intersections in a row and there were walls, Elevenn realized that he was lost.

But it didn't matter, he just had to walk back the way he came, but Elivan really didn't lose the physique of the "thing spirit" that Onyx himself said, and just as he turned the third corner of this dark alley, a hurried mage caught his attention.

It was a guy in a gray robe, carrying a small black box in his hand, and an ordinary pine staff in the other hand, and the whole person exuded a decadent and busy atmosphere, judging from the stains on his not very clean gray robe, this should be a typical, low-level mage who is busy for life, such a person, in the Holy White Stone Castle, there are not a thousand but eight hundred, a completely inconspicuous little person.

But it wasn't his appearance that caught Elivan's attention, but the hair that was scattered behind him.

White, but not pure white or gray due to old age, it was a bone white, a white hair that made people feel disgusted when they looked at it, and in Eleven's memory, there was only one person with such hair.

And the most coincidental thing is that that person is not a friend.

"Blood Thorn - Belmons !!" (To be continued.) )