Chapter Twenty-Eight: Second-Class Magician!

Completely ignoring the patchy red on his beard, Gulas almost lost all his expression except for shock after saying that,

And all the magicians around him were just like him, even the few people who were sprayed with fruit wine by Gulas didn't have time to settle accounts with him now, so they focused their eyes on Oranjeffer along with Gulas.

Especially the carved dragon crest on his chest!

"Izawa, wouldn't it? This is a second-level magician?"

It was quiet for a long time, and when Orlanjeffer had already saluted Ize and was about to leave, the situation finally broke out.

The first to speak, of course, was Gulas, who was in doubt and extremely excited.

The identification of the magic level is basically not wrong, this is a fact recognized by the Magic Guild for so many years, so it is the second level, and he is the second level, which means that Olanjiefu's magic power at this time is the level of the second level.

put aside the killing of Fick first, such a thing was of course deliberately ignored by Gulas,

After all, that amethyst is a good thing, it has been put on Yi Ze's body for so many years, and I haven't seen him willing to use it, if he takes it, it will be much easier to break through the level of the fifth level.

There was already enough smile on his face, and Gulas now felt that it was a windfall, and his flame stone could not only lie in his arms and sleep, but that amethyst would run into his pocket.

Such a thing, how can Gulas not be excited, and how can Gulas not stop laughing.

Therefore, such an excited expression of Gulas, coupled with such a word, makes others feel a gloating appearance no matter how they look at it.

However, even if they were watched by the onlookers, they were questioned by everyone, but Ize and Olanjeffer were still not in a hurry, nodding to Olanjiefer who was saying goodbye to him, Ize didn't care about what kind of performance Gulas was, and just opened his mouth to Olanjiefu,

"Your Excellency Olanjiefer, if there is any news, you must let me know!"

"Definitely!"

bowed slightly, and then walked directly outside, and the surrounding magicians immediately made way when they saw this situation.

But when Olanjeffer and Anri disappeared from everyone's sight, the hustle and bustle remained.

"President Izawa, what the hell is going on?"

"That's right, President, why is this elf a second-level magician, didn't he say that he killed Fike?"

"It can't be mistaken, right?"

Seeing that the form was already falling in the direction he didn't want to see, which side of Gulas would allow them to do this, he just shook his arm and came to Ize's face, and turned around and faced everyone with a righteous face,

"How could the president be mistaken, are you questioning the president's ability?huh?!"

"I said Gulas, do you think the strength of other elves is credible?"

"Of course it's not credible!" said subconsciously, but suddenly realized that this word might be to let his amethyst grow wings and fly away, Gulas immediately changed his words, "However, this is the case, if you don't believe it, you have to believe it!"

At this moment, there is still a little bit of the old man's twilight appearance, which is completely the heroism and courage of one person to be a thousand, but even if it is like this, there is really no one to buy his account.

"Don't you just want to think about that amethyst!"

"Nonsense, this is to protect President Izawa's honor!"

"Then do you have what it takes?"

"That's a discredit for President Izawa's integrity!"

"Hey, it's still on it, right, do you want to go and learn?"

"No, I want to uphold the justice of the Magic Guild!"

Gulas, who instantly became extremely sharp-tongued, was still so unashamed and upright in the face of such a questioning situation, which really made the magicians not know whether to praise him for his goodness or damage his goodness again.

But it seems that there is no need to continue arguing.

directly took out a purple gem the size of a pigeon's egg from the space ring, and then threw it to the righteous Gulas, and when the latter was busy taking it, Ize chose to turn around and go upstairs.

"President?"

Seeing that this is like this, although it is Izawa who did not speak, it seems to have given enough answers, but there is really a question, why the elf only has the strength of the second level of a magician,

Although such a strength can already be squeezed into the middle stream on the mainland, but that is an elf, pay attention to the elf clan that threatens the Evelyn Empire, how can it be so weak.

"The level of a magician doesn't mean everything!"

If it can pierce people's eyes, it will instantly stunned the person who spoke, but if Ize's next words are a dumb riddle, people don't know why,

But Izawa no longer cared about this, and stepped towards the second floor step by step.

Last night, I reported on the headquarters of the Magic Guild, everything that happened in Overwatch City, and the fact that Orenjeffer was going to be recognized as a magician.

But I didn't expect that the headquarters didn't have much reaction to the sacrificial magic at all, and was full of interest in Orenjief, who was recognized by the magician level.

And it was at that moment that Izawa he got an order,

Expand the strength of the Magic Guild in Overwatch City.

When he walked around the corner, Ize accidentally saw Gulas who was playing with amethyst excitedly, and suddenly had a burst of inexplicable emotions.

The mainland, it seems, and this time, how many lives will die? And Guras, the more strength you have, the more hope you have for survival!

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After walking out of the Magic Guild, Olanjiefu, who took off the coat of arms, and Anri went directly in the direction of the Drunken Dream Tower.

As for what happened to the Magic Guild after he left, Orenjeffer didn't want to know at all.

Even if he doubts himself, Orenjeffer doesn't care about anything, his own strength is not for others to judge, but to save lives and kill.

But since this is the case, he took down the second-level magician coat of arms that were somewhat "shameful", and Oran Jeffer also had his own thoughts, after all, he didn't want to cause too much trouble, and the elf of a second-level magician would definitely cause many people on the mainland to chase and intercept him.

If you want to kill yourself, it shouldn't be enough, but the challenge will definitely arise.

Imagine defeating an elf, such a reputation, what kind of sensation would it cause when the blood moon had not yet dissipated in memory?

And of course, if this really happens, who cares what level of magician this defeated elf is?

Orlanjeffer is not afraid of trouble, if he is afraid, there will be no last night's incident, but he is very troublesome, so after wearing it in the Magic Guild to show his respect, he walked out of the Magic Guild, and naturally took it off.

But Anri, who saw all this, didn't say anything at all.

Yesterday, he was also informed of the existence of the Olanjiefu Reincarnation Seal, such an elven secret method, after being cast and strengthened again, can still have a second-level level, which has already shown how much Olanjiefu's strength is.

And if that's the case, it seems to say that the phrase "yes!" will come to fruition sooner.

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Drunken Dream Building!

Twelve white horses stand in front of it, handsome, barebackless, look carefully, you can feel a kind of detached temperament,

But not many people really look at these horses.

These are all elven horses, even if you haven't seen them, you will always hear of them, after all, they are comparable to the existence of orcs and prairie snow lions, and they are also the existence of many adventurers who want to catch one, and then their net worth skyrocketed, but it is also where those elves rode into the city yesterday.

"Your Excellency's surname?"

Today's Drunken Dream Building, there are not many people who come here, and it can even be said that there is no, of course, the primary reason for this must be because of the existence of elves, but the secondary reason is actually because of the fat boss, who deliberately did not do business today.

In the early hours of the morning, the elves who had been in the room and did not know what to say finally came out, and waited for the news that they had already prepared things and were waiting at the door of the room, saying that this afternoon they would set off for Deferna.

As soon as he heard such news, the fat man suddenly felt a kind of relief all over his body, but it was also followed by a kind of amazement.

His purpose in serving the elves in this way is to get the praise of the elves so that he can show off, but this purpose has not yet been achieved, these elves are leaving, how can the fat man not have a tangle in his heart,

But if these elves had left earlier, at least, they wouldn't have to look at the eyes of the ice cellar that they had taken a look at themselves.

But it seems that the ideas are all good.

Ran, hearing someone talking to him, the fat man who was shouting at a group of people with a large amount of melon, fruit, wine, and special delicacies turned around all of a sudden, and at the moment when he turned around, a familiar look suddenly appeared.

The whole person felt that his heart was beating slower, and when he beat again, a stream of cold sweat overflowed on the fat man's forehead.

Holding back his extreme weakness, the fat man looked at the smiling man who looked at him, but he made himself feel a cold elf, so he could only ask helplessly.

"What, Great Elven Excellency, you, are you looking for me?"

"Brother Anli, I have something to talk to the boss about alone!"

Without paying too much attention to the fat man's demeanor, Olanjeffer directly turned around, and then said to Anli who looked puzzled, and although the latter had doubts, he also respected Olanjiefer's meaning, so he went to the seventh floor, and it seemed that he was also preparing to pack up some of his things.

It's just that as soon as Anli left like this, the fat man became even more panicked.

In other words, this alone shouldn't be a good thing, right?

But I'm afraid, the fat man really didn't dare to run away like this, with his own figure, it is estimated that he has not gone far before he is boiled into a pot of fat.

"Your Excellency's surname?"

He asked again, and when he asked these words, Olanjeffer walked to a corner, and the fat man, who was definitely not bad at sight, immediately followed, "My surname is Purry, Eugene Pure!"

"Oh, Your Excellency Eugene, I have a business, I wonder if your Excellency is interested?"

In a corner on the first floor of the Drunken Dream Building, after Olanjeffer and the fat boss came here, all the people who saw it immediately avoided it, and this look was to discuss things to get two, all, such a corner seemed a little empty and quiet,

And in such an atmosphere, Orangel spoke softly, and even smiled seductively, directly showing a strange feeling.

But there is no second person other than the fat man who is aware of such a feeling.