A thousand frogs represent a thousand spells - no matter how strong or weak the spells are, a thousand spells is already a very significant number. The number of frogs kept in the pond next door is probably less than a thousand.

What's more, the trickster mentioned that he could provide more frogs in the future.

Under this condition, several wizards from the Northern District sitting behind the long table couldn't help but sit up a little straighter. Moreover, the slightly flattering mention of 'Gini Mage Regiment' also made the corners of the old people in the original Gini Cottage hook their mouths, revealing a little interested.

Only Colmar, who was sitting in a black high-backed chair, had no change in his expression.

After a long time, she spoke, her voice was not loud, but it clearly echoed in the entire hall, looking particularly solemn:

"A lot of good people died in the past. ”

"The brave, the kind, the wise, the cunning, the fearless, the strong, the stubborn, and so on, many, many good people, died in the past. ”

"Some people struggle to live for ideals, some for beliefs, and some people just to live. And then these good people all died in the past. ”

"We who are alive cannot forget the past. ”

With her nostalgic tone, the North District magicians on both sides of the long table bowed their heads in remembrance. And the middle-aged trickster who was prostrate in the center of the hall buried his head lower, looking more and more respectful.

“...... Murder, betrayal, plunder, oppression, deception......"

"Someone has to pay for this. ”

"There should also be people who seek justice and justice for the misery of the past. ”

At this point, Colmar paused, as if thinking about what to say next. The wizards sitting in the hall were keenly aware of the unusual atmosphere that was gradually spreading in the air, and their spirits became more and more tense.

And the middle-aged trickster who was prostrate on the ground began to tremble.

Colma looked at his ornate robes, which were out of step with the trickster, and chuckled, "You just mentioned that you were going to provide us with a thousand, or even five thousand, frogs? Where do your frogs come from?"

Zheng Qing just had this idea popping up in his mind, and he suddenly woke up - even if half of the tricksters in the North District transformed into wizards in the North District, it would mean that the originally abundant cheap labor force would shrink significantly, and the labor costs would rise.

This touches the interests of many related parties.

Just like the middle-aged magician who applied for the spell seal, according to Zheng Qing's simple understanding, he should belong to the 'comprador' or 'capitalist' class in the group of magicians, and obtain high returns by squeezing his own kind and secretly communicating with dark wizards.

"So...... You shouldn't come here. Colmar tugged at the corners of her mouth, "We were going to meet." But not now. Things were supposed to have another development. We would have gone to you, to you. ”

"In that case, I won't have to waste my saliva, and you won't have numb legs on your knees. ”

There was silence in the hall.

The wizards of the North on either side of the long case fixed their vicious eyes on the middle-aged magician, and when the queen in the black chair gave the signal, they would swarm and pounce on him and tear him to pieces.

But there was no reaction from the throne.

Two strong, gray-robed figures peeked out from the back of the hall and dragged the slumped magician out of the room. Zheng Qing stood behind Mr. and witnessed all this from beginning to end.

"What do you think of Colmar-san's approach?"

"What do you think of what Colmar-san just said?"

"What do you think of Colmar?"

The gentleman stood there quietly with his hands on his sleeves, without looking back, but threw three questions to Zheng Qing in a row. It's like asking a question to a student after a teacher has let go of a case in class.

Zheng Qing frowned and thought for a moment before slowly replying:

"People hate what they fear...... It's the same with a wizard against a trickster, or a trickster against a wizard. But revenge does not resolve hatred. It only adds to the hatred. ”

"Of course, I'm not opposed to the Wizards of the North Side liquidating the rotten North Side system. ”

"Any society is always in a dynamic equilibrium, and people need to be balanced in order to maintain the most basic order. From the moment Colmar became the Great Wizard, the original balance of the North District had been shattered. The people of the Northside, including the rest of Beta, even First University, and even the entire Wizarding Alliance, need to readjust their weight to ensure that the balance that maintains order is not disrupted. ”

"The pacher who acts as a 'comprador', and the group he represents, is the weight of the outcast. ”

From this point of view, there is nothing wrong with Senior Colma's rhetoric and practice. ”

"I'm behind her. ”

After that, Zheng Qing nodded complacently, very proud that he was able to analyze the profound sociological principles behind the scene in front of him.

Then the gentleman turned his head with some disappointment in his eyes.

"That's all?" he asked softly.

Zheng Qing was a little flustered in his heart, looked left and right, and even looked up carefully at Colma who was sitting in the black high-backed chair, and finally Ai Ai added:

“...... Colmar knew that the trickster had done evil and belonged to the wisdom of those who knew people, but the trickster didn't know what what his actions meant in Colmar's eyes...... This is without self-knowledge. ”

This sentence was summed up by the young government-funded students based on what Mr. said before the start of the class. It's a little far-fetched, but Zheng Qing can't find another entry point for a while:

"It is very necessary for people to be self-aware, and to reflect on themselves every day...... In the hall in front of them, many wizards from the North District, who had just gotten rid of their status as parchers, had begun to wear fancy clothes and eat delicious food, forgetting the pain of the past, but Senior Colmar was able to forget her original intention...... Don't forget the original intention, you have to always. ”

After a misty speech, Zheng Qing was exhausted - he was not good at beautiful words like this that seemed to have something but were actually empty and boring. That's the scope of Xin Fatzi's work.

The gentleman sighed slightly: "I vaguely felt the way, but it was not deep enough...... It's like looking at flowers in the fog and looking at the moon through the window. ”

What's the difference between you and me!

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes in his heart, but he couldn't help but think of what happened to a certain monkey when he begged for the Tao, and couldn't help but glance at Mr. a few more times, lest he miss what kind of dumb riddle Mr. played.

Is the gentleman telling me that I should 'close the cave and recite the Yellow Court'? or is he saying 'ten thousand words, it is better to be silent'? or 'Mr. Green Ye is idle with his hands, but everyone laughs at the awakening'?

The young scholar was full of thoughts, and saw the gentleman walking upwards with his feet raised.

Stepping on the void, like climbing the stairs:

"For the time being, I'll take you to another case. ”

Zheng Qing grabbed Mr. 's elbow, shouted 'wait for me' in his heart, and followed.