Not far from the city of Lobit, a black castle stood on a small hill, and the whole castle looked a little gloomy and cold under the light of the huge moon.

Standing on the highest balcony of the castle, Grace looked at the moon contemplatively, not knowing what he was thinking.

Behind Grace, a tall, thin man with a mustache walked up and interrupted Grace's thoughts with a voice.

"Lord Marquis, the seven people who were slightly injured and the two who were seriously injured in yesterday's battle have all recovered after replenishing their blood. ”

"It's not easy! Our four clans have only killed less than 100 people in the war for more than 100 years, after all, many people were friends more than 100 years ago, and they can't kill them. Grace's voice seemed distant, as if her mind had gone back to a time more than a hundred years ago, when the Bloods, Dwarves, High Elves, Dark Elves, and Humans were drinking together in the bustling city of Lobit.

It's a pity that nothing can come back, and there is no one to give up the huge magic crystal mine in the Ancient Wood Wasteland.

"By the way, Sergei, what do you think of the current Lobit Lord?" asked Grace, this Bloodline named Sergei is one of the few people under his command who is both wise and powerful, and has always been regarded as Grace's right-hand man.

"According to the information sent by the family from Wellington, this guy named Philip has no talent for magic and is not suitable for martial arts, but he is just an outcast of the Rose family, and was sacrificed as a priest to the goddess, so he was also assigned to Lobit City in Wellington. However, now it seems that this Philip seems to have hidden a lot of strength, even if he does not have the strength of the great magician that the mercenaries said, only the strength of the high-level magician shown yesterday, it is also worthy of our attention. ”

Grace turned his back to Sergei, shook his head, and said softly: "Sergey, do you know that the most powerful liliang on this shijie is not magic, nor is it a martial art. ”

"Oh? What's that?"

"It's the human heart!"

Grace turned around and gently shook off the big man behind him, "Philip's magical ability can't be exercised in a day or two, I'm sure that in the eighteen years that he was called a waste, he must have been secretly accumulating his liliang, on the road of light, almost no magician would allow others to insult him, but Philip has endured the insults of his own people for eighteen years, he must have some intentions!"

"Speaking of Philip, during the day, the castle guard received an invitation from the Lord's Palace, inviting the leaders of our four major clans to go to the Lord's Mansion in three days to discuss important matters. ”

Taking the letter handed over by Sergei, the rose mark of the Ross family was impressive, Grace opened the envelope, took out the letter paper inside, and looked at it.

"Discuss the re-designation of Lobit City as a neutral zone. Didn't we already sign a neutrality agreement with the High Elves?"

Sergei shrugged, "But there are also dwarves and dark elves. ”

At the same time, in the Phoenix Forest, the High Elf princess Delia shot a feather arrow in her hand at the target;

In the mountains of Ulagai, the dwarven chieftain Gary-forge, puts down the goblet in his hand;

Dennis, the Dark Elf leader of the Horsehair Crypt, lays down the braid that lashes the erring people;

They also each received a letter from the messenger from the messenger from the lord of the castle with the seal of roses......

The sleek magic robes, embellished with mysterious-looking pentagrams, Philip was pleased with the magic robes that Franklin had made for himself.

"My lord, if you evaluate the title of the great magician, you will be able to draw seven bars on the magic robe, and others will definitely respect it very much when they see it. ”

Philip moved his shoulders, and a large amount of metal thread was worn in the fabric of the magic robe, making the robe very heavy, but fortunately, the magician did not need to rely on physical strength to eat like a swordsman, otherwise Philip would have to pant before he moved twice.

"Alright, Franklin, it's time for us to play. Philip straightened his clothes and headed out of the basement, Franklin slightly half a position behind his lord as a sign of respect.

Franklin was very satisfied with the man to whom he was now allegiated, capable, and had a city but not insidious or despicable, and with a little training, he would certainly be an outstanding man.

Franklin didn't want to raise a man like Anthony, who was politically capable but always guided by profit, and who would not hesitate to abandon his teacher and business partner when necessary, and he had to train Philip in a different way.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Franklin's face.

"Nigger Dennis, you're going to be in the burrow of horsehair and won't come out. ”

"Gary, dwarf, I'm not like you, a rough man, as the leader of a party, actually charging forward by himself, this is not a sign of bravery, it is a brain-dead. ”

"I'm #¥% your mother @#¥"

Far away, Philip could hear the sound of the quarrel, a half-man tall dwarf waving his fist at the dark-skinned but silver-haired dark elf, who Philip believed would have fought if there were no soldiers in the lord's hall.

Delia and Grace, who were seated in their seats, did not stand up and confront each other like Gary, the dwarven chieftain, and Dennis, the Dark Elven Lord, but the hostile glances of the two beauties made Philip seem to see a spark.

"Ahem!" Philip coughed and walked into the hall, where the soldiers standing under each pillar of the hall touched their chests with their hands in respect.

"Lord Earl. ”

The leaders of the four great tribes also saluted Philip, but they bowed, and the Bugas Empire recognized the rule of the tribal leaders of various races over their own tribes, and at the same time gave them a certain amount of administrative control, and incorporated their rule into the administrative system of the empire.

Philip waved his hand and motioned for the leaders of the four races to sit down, and he came and sat down on the throne in the middle of the lord's hall.

"I'm sure you've read my letter, and given the recent instability in Lobit City, I hope to be able to re-sign a neutrality agreement. ”

Philip paused slightly, his gaze swept over the faces of the four leaders.

Grace was drinking a cup of tea with a calm face, Delia picked up a strawberry with an indifferent look, and the two of them had signed a neutrality agreement and should not object.

Gary squinted at Philip, seemingly disdainful, and Dennis with a sneer on his face, as if he had the same thoughts as his rival, and it seemed that the main thing was to settle the two of them.