In the small living room on the second floor of the magic tower, dozens of moonstones on the walls were emitting bright light driven by the magic circle, which was the cheapest magic material in the Roland Continent. Civilians can also use it, and it only needs to be exposed to the sun for a few hours for the moonstone to glow all night. The aristocrats would buy large pieces of cut and polished moonstone, while the commoners would pick small pieces that were economical.

Two old men sit on a comfortable and soft sofa with a thick hand-woven wool carpet at their feet. Holding a colorless crystal wine glass in his hand, the scarlet wine is translucent and crystalline. On the cherry wood coffee table, a wine bottle, a crystal ashtray, and a thumb-thick cigar sat on it, and the slightest smoke was smoking.

"My old friend, although you have been half my teacher, I still like to call you that. It's been almost 20 years! Depero shook his glass as if in memory.

"Well, it's been twenty years, and the Magic Guild has been sinking for twenty years, and it's been twenty years since it was stagnant. There is a lack of academic atmosphere, and there is more of a commercial copper smelling atmosphere. I think it's rotten, if it's a dead tree that has lost its vitality, it's almost going to fall down. Trump drank a sip of red wine with a faint anger.

"Tell me about the circle first, those things are over, and I'll talk about it later, anyway, I can't see it, and I won't be bothered." Trump shook his glass, his mood eager.

"To be honest, I engraved this circle, but I didn't activate it, and I don't know how. You may not believe it when you say it, but it's the truth. Depero replied with a helpless sigh, shook his glass, drank it dry, and then refilled it for himself.

"How is this possible? You draw the circle that activates it. Trump put down his glass, looking incredulous.

"No one activates it, it runs on its own." As he spoke, Depero took out a metal substrate engraved with a magic array from the spatial ring.

"Take it, this one is for you, it's exactly the same magic pattern circle as the one above, the standard size and material are the same. I've tried countless times, but I can't fully activate the entire circle. Depero said weakly

"It's pretty much the same, how can it not be activated?" Saying that, Trump wanted to take the magic pattern substrate to the roof of the building to compare.

"Don't go, no one can touch that circle except for Evan, and I don't want to collect the corpse for you, maybe it's not necessarily a corpse." Depero immediately stopped the old man who had a mind out of his mind.

"Ivan? That gray-haired pee? Why don't you let him change the center of the circle with a higher quality magic crystal, then I think it will be better. "The old man is starting to get closer again.

"You old guy just see ranged and spell damage, can you touch and control that circle! Now it can easily kill you in seconds, and it won't even leave the ashes behind. What if one day the circle gets out of control. And I asked Evan to take the crystal, and it would suck the mana from the underground pool as a hub instead. If you don't know all this, it's best not to touch it. It's conscious, but it doesn't soften just because you're an old man. Depero warned the old man harshly, the old guy is really not worrying.

"This is simply the magic eye, there is actually consciousness, the mage's eye will be this." The old man snorted, distracting the other's gaze.

"I've been thinking lately, since the Holy See and the nobility are my enemies. The aristocracy can only be counted as rats, and will only spend money on assassins and killers. But the Holy See is different, it is a huge monster. The shadow of the Holy See can be found behind many conspiracies. But the empire is the biggest obstacle to the Holy See, my super magic skills are hot to hold now, the empire and I have no conflict of interest, why not sell the super magic skills to the empire! A large sum of gold coins and magic materials, which are in dire need of these territories and magical experiments. The key is to disgust the Holy See, why not! Anyway, now that I know who the real enemy is, what do you still care, do you think the people of the Depero family are easy to bully! ”

"You are now a qualified nobleman, and I agree with the idea that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, and I am willing to make a batch of magic bombs to sell to them. I'm finally going to be a qualified nobleman! If you think about it, I can contact the main person in charge of the Imperial Wizard Legion right away. The old man said excitedly, as if he had seen a bomb dropped on the Holy See.

"I forgot, the teleportation array hasn't been completed yet, I'll go back to LaBelle immediately, call someone to arrange the teleportation array, and I'll have to sit in a carriage for half a month." The old man complained, took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, and poured it for himself.

"Here, touch one, it!"

"Ding" sounded, "It's done." ”

"Dry"

"I really envy you, an old boy, and a family. Old man, I'm lonely, and I'm the only one left in my family. The old man wiped the moist corners of his eyes and walked towards the carriage at the gate of the castle.

Depero patted the old man on the shoulder, "Okay, two little guys are watching!" After wiping your tears for a while, I don't know how to bury you! ”

Depero beckoned to the two peas, who ran briskly.

"This old guy is leaving, he's not a beggar, he's a very powerful magician, better than the great magician, better than grandpa, he knows a lot of treasures you don't know. You can call him grandpa, old man, old fellow, just don't call him a beggar. Depero introduced Trump to the two peeweins.

"Then why is he crying?" Mark asked

"I didn't cry, the dust flew into my eyes." Trump replied helplessly

"Isn't he a great magician? How can you let the dust fly in. Evan asked

"I didn't pay attention, I didn't pay attention to it at the time." Trump replied with a weak heart.

"Oh, I see, but I don't believe it. Because you didn't give the magic crystal, I can't believe it. Ivan looked at the old man and blinked wide.

"yes, I can't believe it if I didn't give it to the magic crystal." Mark immediately came to his senses.

The old man was standing in the wind again, and the pit he had dug ended up filling by himself. I couldn't admit that I was crying, and my head was pounding. I lost two more high-grade magic crystals, and finally obediently took them out, one for each person.

"Thank you, old man!"

"Thank you, old man!"

The two peeas took the magic crystal and looked left and right, and their hearts were happy.

The old man got into the carriage and waved outward. "Let's go, two little robbers, I'll come back in a few days."

The carriage slowly left, and the two beans waved goodbye.

The old man in the carriage had just sat down and was about to find a comfortable position to lie down when he heard the child's immature shouts from behind.

"Bring enough magic crystals when you come, so I will believe you!"

"Yes, bring more."

The old man almost fell out of his seat when he heard this, and the two beans were eyeing their magic crystals.