Chapter 33:-for-tat

"You must keep your oath. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info" Kyle smirked at Albert. "I did. ”

"Huh. Albert sneered, and secretly scolded himself, calling out a name that was worth showing off. "yes, I'm a jerk now, too. ”

"No, you're not a jerk. Kyle shook his head and said earnestly, "You're a big bastard." ”

Albert's face turned pale, and he wanted to retort, but he was speechless.

Kyle took out a bronze crest and stuffed it into Albert's hand along with the crystal card, and continued, "From today onwards, you will be the boss of the bastard mercenary group. ”

"Is this a mercenary group?" Albert looked at the coat of arms depicted with a sword and axe in his hand, a little incredulous.

"Of course, as I said, we're regular bastards. Kyle looked proud.

This sentence made Albert even more painful.

After the members of the bastard group left, the inn began to whisper. Of course, the content of the discussion is also indispensable to the new 'big bastard'.

Albert looked at the cold pork chop on the plate, the yellow grease on it made him more and more disgusting, and the incessant, sarcastic remarks made him lose his appetite at all.

"I'll go back to my room first. Albert told Edith and Sister Fangwen.

Sophie nodded, but did not speak.

Fang Wen didn't say anything, as if she hadn't heard.

"Albert, what's wrong with you?" said Edith frowned. "The lady is going to finish the food on her plate, that's what you said. ”

"But I'm not a lady. Albert was amused, and he stroked Edith's long jet-black hair. "What does a lady need to do before she goes to bed?" he asked her.

"Brush your teeth. Edith said without hesitation, and then added, "And pray to the sun god." ”

"And most importantly, good night. Albert smiled. "Good night. ”

"Good night. Edith waved her hand.

Back in the room, Albert lay on the large soft bed, staring at the savings crystal card and the 'bastard' crest in his hand, stunned. 'Bastard' was just a title, at least he now had a lot of gold to give Edith a privileged life, and Albert was relieving himself as he pondered the way forward.

He used to think that everything was too simple.

This is a real world, and to live is to have intersections with people, whether good or bad, this is unavoidable.

If you want to gain a foothold in this land, potential alone is not enough. Despite Albert's dragon blood, he is likely to be strangled before he grows without a solid backing. It is not uncommon for geniuses to die in the middle of the journey, and there are many records in the history of the human race. He hated the children of the aristocracy who were bullying, and he didn't want to have anything to do with them. But Kyle is the heir to the Dandelion family, and it doesn't hurt to make this friend.

He remembered Muller's father's words, indeed, sometimes some bad choices had to be made.

It's just that Kyle's purpose is really to get him to join the bastard group?

Albert's thoughts were broken and he was at a loss. But it didn't take long for him to laugh at himself, and his depression was swept away.

He was wrong, compromises are something that everyone can face, and he often did this when he was a child, but as his strength grew, he became more and more arrogant.

From a certain point of view, forbearance is also a kind of strength. Of course, clinging to others can only ensure temporary peace, and only when you are strong can you be free from all threats. Instead of living in fear of danger, run as hard as you can and leave it behind.

Albert's gaze returned to firmness, and he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.

As early as a week ago, Albert's magic index had reached 399 points, and as long as the magic index reached 400 points, he would be a four-star magician. Of course, this 1 point of mana is not easy. The promotion of three stars to four stars is not only a small stage breakthrough in the star rating, but also a breakthrough in the rank.

Promoted to four stars, one has reached the second rank of cultivators, the silver rank.

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Early in the morning.

Albert walked slowly into the towering ivory tower, and a thin old man walked in front of him. They didn't communicate any along the way, as if they were just two people who happened to be on the way. The old man didn't bother to talk to Albert, but Albert was afraid, he didn't know why the head of the Mage Guild was looking for him.

Following in the footsteps of the old man, Albert followed the nervous spiral staircase up the spiral staircase to the conference hall on the top floor.

"Please. The old man opened the door of the conference hall and said in a commanding tone.

Albert nodded and walked into the dark chamber. Of course, darkness had no effect on Albert. He could clearly see an old man with crane hair sitting on the bench at the end of the hall, but his face was a little unclear. In fact, Albert didn't need to see with his eyes at all. The magic emitted by the old man covered the entire square hall, and Albert struggled and sweated profusely as soon as he stepped into it.

"Here you are, Albert. ”

When the door closed, there was also an old and majestic voice.

As the old man spoke, Albert felt relieved. But then, as if he were facing a great enemy, he stared at the end of the hall.

Albert frowned, the other party actually knew his name.

After a moment's hesitation, Albert nodded. "Hello, Your Excellency, President. As he spoke, he quietly pressed the combat power bracelet, but the dial did not react. Albert was not surprised by this result, his power bracelet was rudimentary, and the highest could only detect the combat power index of the gold tier.

"You're wondering why I know your real name. The old man said with a smile.

Albert nodded again.

"It's so simple. The old man said, "I didn't even bother to inquire, and the news about you automatically got into my ears." ”

In the darkness, Albert saw the old man shaking his head again and again, as if he was a little regretful, as if he wanted to continue the search game. But it was clear that it was impossible, the old man already knew everything.

In fact, just as Albert had guessed, the old man's tone was full of disappointment: "Your wanted warrant is plastered all over the Mercenary Guild, and despite the disgusting demon portraits painted on the wanted warrants, I know it's you, Albert." I hate things that aren't challenging, you've disappointed me, and I wish it wasn't you. Damn wanted, damn it. The old man couldn't see Albert in the dark, but he could feel the fluctuations of Albert's magical power, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me what I should do with you, Mr. Demon." ”

"You're just here to complain?" said Albert calmly, even though his back was already wet with cold sweat. "Let's get down to business. ”

"You're so composed, and your composure makes me sick. A deep voice rang out. "I prefer the term Ancient Mage to a demon. The old man's tone softened suddenly, "I want to hear your story about how you became a demon and how you became an ancient magician. ”

"Sorry, no comment. Albert shook his head.

"Aren't you worried that I'll kill you?" the old man said in a deep voice, and the restrained magic spread again.

"You ......" As soon as Albert spoke, a huge pressure hit him, and he snorted and almost fell to his knees. Albert trembled, and the pressure of the mountain did not crush him, but inspired the fighting spirit in his heart. His eyes were full of madness, and his dark eyes gradually became a bright red. Of course, the old man can't see all this.

"Have you thought about it?, answer me, how did you become an ancient magician!" the old man roared like a beast.

"Is the show over?" Albert's voice trembled more than his body, but his tone was unusually firm. "If you could kill me, I wouldn't be here right now. Fear calmed Albert's heart. After much thought, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe anyone would kill someone in an ivory tower, not even the head of the Mage Guild. I'm sure there will be many people who will be happy to see you make a mistake and kick you off the throne of the president. Most importantly, I'm an Ancient Mage, a treasure of the Mage's Guild, and I bet you wouldn't dare kill me. ”

"You're right. As he spoke, the old man reined in his momentum, and the lights in the square hall lit up.

By the pale light, Albert could see the old man's face thoroughly, and he looked very kind. "Your personality is the polar opposite of what you look like. He smiled.

"There are too few ancient mages, and too many of them. The old man got up slowly, unconcerned about Albert's ridicule. "Albert, you have passed the test of your heart and are eligible to be cultivated by the Mage Guild. ”

"Are you lying to a three-year-old?" Albert glared at the old man. "There's no test at all, is there? ”

"Are you saying I'm abusing my power? Do you know what it means to slander the mage president?"

"I've read the Mage Guild Handbook. Albert pouted. "Only envoys from the guild headquarters are qualified to test ancient mages. ”

"Pay attention to your words and tone. The old man walked over to Albert. "You have to treat your elders and your superiors with the respect you deserve. Don't forget, I recommended you to the Mage Guild, otherwise no one would have noticed you, and you should know how to be grateful. He reminded him.

"Even without you, someone would still recommend me to the Mage Guild. Albert shrugged. "Or to the Auston royal family. ”

"You're so arrogant, kid, arrogant people don't usually end well. The old man suppressed the anger in his heart. "The Mage Guild Headquarters has canceled the bounty wanted for you, and will soon negotiate with the royal family of Buffia to remove you from the status of a national wanted criminal. And in return, you must dedicate yourself to the Mage's Guild. The Mage Guild needs an Elder Mage, provided that the Elder Mage is an obedient dog. ”

"I'm afraid the Mage Guild won't treat the Ancient Mage like this, the rest of the words are what you want to say, right?" Albert sneered, and the other party's actions and words made him feel extremely disgusted. Not only that, he could feel that the other party exuded a faint killing intent, which made him very puzzled. "Farewell, if you have nothing else to do.