Arathi Empire, Alchemy Guild, President's Office.

In the office, another game between Darth and President Tyrone begins, this time, President Darth is ready to use Victor as a bargaining chip.

In the office, both of them were standing next to the house, and they saw that outside the window, the backs of the parents and elders were getting farther and farther away.

"I didn't expect you to want to make a sage, you hid it deep enough. By the window, President Darth opened his mouth with his hands behind his back, and he looked into the distance and sneered.

"President Darth, you are the leader of the Alchemy Guild of the Magic Empire, how dare I alarm you for such a trivial matter!" President Tyrone lit a cigar and spat out a smoke ring from afar.

Now that Tyrone's re-election is a foregone conclusion, Vidor's affairs, he can help it, and if he can't help it, he will not be threatened by Das.

"Darth, if you have anything to say, I can make one sage, and I can make ten sages. The President tilted his head and looked at Vice President Das with some contempt.

"My request was simple, let this kid join my family. I'm still very interested in the creator of an ethanol potion, not to mention the seventeen-horn inscription array. "Darth is not a good stubble, he can seize all interests, and his view of the situation is not bad, if it weren't for the fact that President Tyrone is too powerful, he is definitely the most "wise" in this Arathi Alchemy Guild.

Today, there are three heads of the Isis family, in other words, three smaller families. Darth took Vidor, and Vidor's seventeen-cornered array and ethanol potion were about to fall into his hands, and these two things were very valuable.

Vidor now belongs to the family of Master Hughes, and Hughes's upper echelon is President Tyrone, and Darth's opinion is undoubtedly "preyed".

"Darth, there's no way Victor Corleone will join your family, a living sage might be able to change the next election, do you think I'll agree?" President Tyrone extinguished the cigar, and he was furious, and looked at Darth, and he shouted and cursed.

"President, I don't want to say more now, the day after tomorrow is the time for the first level! Victor Corleone can't be used by me, and I won't let him live. Das stretched out his hand and pointed at Tyrone, his eyes widened like balls, he is a royal family, in the territory of the Arathi Empire, President Tyrone can't help him, he is not afraid of Tyrone at all.

The soft ones are afraid of the hard, the hard ones are afraid of the horizontal, the horizontal ones are afraid of the deadly, the Tailong will grow hard, and Das will also be horizontal. President Tyrone is the highest leader of the Alchemy Guild of the Arathi Empire, and he is reluctant to risk his life to play with Darth, and for a while, he has no choice.

If Vidor dies, according to the rules of the Isis family, his achievements will be attributed to the whole family, in other words, the two Isis points that Vidor earned for President Tyrone will be confiscated, and the points are quite a lot, and President Tyrone is still a little reluctant. This is still secondary, the most important thing is that Victor is a family member of Tailong, the younger brother has an accident, the eldest brother does not protect the younger brother, this is not the right way.

As the saying goes, money is easy to obtain, but people's hearts are hard to collect, if President Tailong gives up Vidor, it will inevitably cause the worries of the elders and parents below.

A Victor has a low status, but his influence is very great, you must know that his ethanol potion has begun to spread to all counties, and these parents and elders have heard the name of Victor Corleone. If the news of Vidor's abandonment by President Tai Long spreads, it will inevitably have an impact on President Tai Long's reputation.

"Grass, you bastard. Sure enough, it's not a good bird, so I'll give you half of Victor Corleone!"

Hearing this, President Darth laughed, and he said three good things in a row.

"Since you have created a sage, let me help him develop! Half of his achievements will be counted on my head in the future. President Darth said this with a sneer, which Chairman Tyrone did not understand.

"I mean, let Victor Corleone come with me to the Parliamentary Empire of the Magic Alliance. I'm going to let him preach right under my nose. When President Darth said this, he burst out laughing, and laughing in a disgusting way.

If Victoria's affairs happen in another month, it will definitely not be the result, and President Darth will definitely not let Victoria pass the triple test, after all, he can still call the shots on the royal side. If he goes to the Magic Empire a month later, then Vidor will definitely not be able to preach, and Dass will not let him pass the first level, and Das will definitely pour his anger on Vidor.

Victor appeared at this time, and he was able to preach alive, and it was really "shit" that arrived.

"You let him go on a mission to the Magic Empire, I'm okay with that. If he dies, the blame will be on you, and I'll let Victor go if you agree. President Tyrone's biggest concern was that Darth was "stunned" and killed Vidor.

"No problem, I'll let Judas protect him. Later, if he is in danger, you also have to help. President Darth gasped for breath, and he brushed his hair, thinking he was in perfect shape. In this game, he had the upper hand, and seeing Tai Long's red face was more pleasant to him than anything else.

If it is a missionary in the Arathi Empire, Vidor's safety is guaranteed, after all, the Arathi Empire is all Tailong's people, and under normal circumstances, those heretics will not be able to kill Vidor. Going to the Magic Council is different, and if Vidor is often assassinated, it will be difficult for President Tyrone to protect him. If he loses some high-level fighters or mages, he will have to spend a lot of money. Red-faced, he was really angry with Darth.

"By the way, you know, I hated that Calle a lot, and I heard he was coming. I don't want to see him, let's get rid of the three levels the day after tomorrow! I'm going to leave for the Magic Empire next week. With that, President Darth took a sip out the window, only to see that the saliva landed on one of Chairman Tyron's favorite pots of flowers and plants.

"You can fuck off. Now, get out of here immediately, and you'll be responsible for all the three levels, and I don't care. By the way, remember to get your office cleaned later. You are no longer the vice president of the Alchemy Guild of the Arathi Empire, how can the president of the Magic Empire succumb to that small place!" Lord Tyrone blushed and taunted Darth, he couldn't do anything, he could only move his mouth.

With a hypocritical salute, Darth stepped back, only to hear a loud bang in the office.

Darth is gone, and President Tyrone has come out of the office, and he is going to find Hughes, and he has some advice to tell Hughes about Victor!

President Tyrone didn't plan to tell what happened today, and in the third level, he was going to make Darth fake.

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