The mages of the Federation looked at each other, barely believing what they had heard. They had envisioned various scenarios, and had even made preparations to prevent Siegel from destroying everyone with powerful elemental energy. Many mages have even changed their spell protection systems to deal with imaginary dangers, but no one expected this to be the case.

They couldn't help but wonder if what Siegel said was true. Does he have such ability, does he have such determination, is he deceiving everyone?

Semonton stood up, laughed twice, patted his belly and said, "Okay, Siegel, I've decided to stay and change the world with you." You know, I've always wanted to see a thousand mages release fireballs at the same time, hahahaha, that must be spectacular!"

After he finished speaking, he sat back, looked around, and tried to cross Erlang's legs to make a smug expression. He underestimated the power of obesity, and the creak of the seat under his ass gave him a warning. The Sculptor lowered his legs, snapped his fingers, and released a mage armor on the chair.

The little spellcaster Verwood smiled and said to Siegel, "Young man, your magical abilities and drawings are very interesting, but I would rather see the real thing. After all, you made the Myrcanon Core, and of course you can be like an arm. What do we do? There has to be something practical. ”

"As you wish. Siegel opened the pouch and pulled out a straight wand.

"My first wand was bought from the Lamp God of the Tower of Willifa for my adventure north to the Walls Mountains. Everyone must remember the nagging salesman who took two thousand one hundred gold coins from me. Siegel tossed the wand in front of him to Wywood and said, "This is my apprentice's wand, please verify its function." ”

The sorcerer picked up his wand with gusto, used identification on it, and frowned. He glanced around. The identification technique was used again, but the brow furrowed even deeper. "It's not a magic item," he said, "and the identification didn't respond to anything." ”

Next to him, a sharp-eyed mage said, "Are you mistaken, this thing obviously has a magical aura on it." ”

Wilwood glared at the man, "Of course I know he has magical aura, and I'm not blind. He pointed to his wand and asked Siegel, "Can you explain?" ”

"It's undoubtedly a wand, Mr. Wywood. You can use him to cast spells. ”

The sorcerer was skeptical, but did what he said and unleashed the spell. It's not as easy as your own wand, but it's a good wand.

"In addition to that, it offers unlimited daily use of light, reading magic, and transcription. Siegel said, "These three spells are arguably the three most common spells used by apprentices. Reading magic spells, in particular, is the foundation of all mage foundations, the foundation of the fundamentals. ”

Wilwood tried it a few times at once, and it was exactly as Siegel said. He keenly grasped the key point and hurriedly asked, "How much does this thing cost?"

"So far I've made ninety-two gold coins. ”

The scene was chaotic, and countless hands reached out towards Wilwood. Ask for that wand. The dwarf spell mage snorted, and a ring of flame shields rose around his body. Sure enough, except for one fat hand, the other hands were retracted.

"If you make this wand in batches, I estimate that the cost can be reduced to about fifty gold coins. Siegel didn't say anything about his assembly line. If you include the current capacity of the assembly line, it is okay to reduce it by half. "This wand has its limitations, and can only be used within the confines of the Myrcan. However, everyone also understands that with a wand, the cost of practicing spells for mages is greatly reduced, and the benefits for training mages are self-evident. ”

"Time is limited. I only made this wand. With your ingenuity, I am sure that countless new inventions will be created soon. There are a lot of people throwing fireballs. But the only one who can change the world with his creation is the mage. ”

"I like your idea. Wilwood slipped his wand into Semonton's fat hand and said to Siegel, "Count me in." ”

Necromancer Shelley touched the green jade necklace on his chest and asked in a shrill voice, "Siegel, what to do where there is no Mir core?"

"It's no different from now. ”

"You're a good Mir core, can you build one for me?" Shelley asked.

"Yes. Chenghui 900,000 gold coins. Siegel said.

"You!" Shelley snorted, "The energy core is in your hands, I don't worry." It's really hard to say whether the mages cultivated in this way are from the Federation or from the Heim Collation. ”

"When there are more mages, I'll have a good business, making Mir cores. Siegel said, "Don't be too expensive. I need enough money to continue to improve the effectiveness of the nucleus. And gradually change the current status quo of many and messy technologies inside. I'd love to see more mages show up, but I never thought about going bankrupt. ”

Necromancer Shelley's eyes rolled to look at the half-elf Edith. "What do you think, old thing?"

Edith raised his wrinkled eyelids, glanced at her faintly, and said, "What do I think, isn't this all the world of young people? I don't know what kind of price those people will use to win over Siegel when they hear about today's events. Mir can be nuclear, smack, guild can be nuclear?"

Shelley choked at once. There is no shortage of potential collaborators for Siegel right now, and the Mage Guild has much more to offer than the Federation's refugees. Isn't he able to carry out this plan himself even without collaborators? Siegel is not just a mage, he is also a lord, he controls nearly 20,000 square kilometers of land, hundreds of thousands of people. Even if one percent of them are born, there will be thousands of them. Everyone mentally estimated the cost of this - it was high, but it was not impossible.

The Mage Guild has given a lot of people a price code, and they don't know what they are giving Siegel. If you count the Mir Energy Core, I'm afraid that it will be no problem to give the vice president or honorary president of the Siegel Mage Association, and then give him unlimited resource mobilization rights.

Shelley also had his own ambitions in mind. The Mir Core can only supply the four elements at the moment, but if one day it can output negative energy...... No, the Elemental Army is much easier to use than the Necromantic Army, and the Cores shouldn't be used that way. Positive energy, let it output positive energy!

Now that the power of the four elements is in our hands, will the positive and negative energy be far away? Maybe positive energy can't bring eternal life, but it can solve many problems. Shelley thought of this, and her heart had already agreed. She said to Siegel, "I'm willing to help in order to keep the Mage Guild from getting a foot in it." ”

This is a good thing, and all the mages have formed a consensus. However, how to prevent good things from turning into bad things requires a lot of hard work.

Now that the Federation does not have an archmage, the "Big Three" system can no longer be enforced. Although it is believed that Archmage William is still alive, he is trapped at the top of Mora and cannot be counted on for the time being. The mages agreed to unite with a relatively tight set of rules to change the status quo of fighting in silos. At the suggestion of the prophet Jala, the group brainstormed and began to revise the constitution of the original federation.

"Every intelligent creature has the right to pursue magic and the right to be free from persecution by spellcasters, and the Federation will work tirelessly to this end. ”

In order to prevent the federation from becoming a law enforcement agency such as a courtroom, the new system requires the establishment of a Security Council, with the chief of the seven factions as a fixed member, and the second seat of no less than eight members to be elected by voting and drawing lots. Only with the consent of this Security Council can the Federation send mages on a mission to arrest, detain, try and execute other spell casters.

In order to respect the authority of the Archmage, the Archmage of the Security Council has a veto. However, no more than five archmages with veto power can be used at any one time, and they should be selected by lot. Siegel won the right to have a permanent veto on all matters involving the Myrnec Core.

Then he sat down quietly and watched the lively discussion among the others.

Edith sat down beside him, looked him up and down again, and said, "The meeting went well, and the federation can take root in Heim Territory this time." ”

"There's still a lot of work to be done, and today is just the easiest. Siegel smiled and replied, "The whole plan is very complicated, and I really need manpower." Isn't it a good thing that there are more spellcasters?"

Edith shook his head, then nodded, and finally shook his head again. "Young man, it's not that simple. Now that the power is held by lords who have no magic, and they are assisted by the advisors of the academy, the pressure of the increase in mages is not as simple as money. ”

"It's never easy, but it's never been easier. "If I don't do it now, I'm afraid I'll never have a good opportunity like this again," Siegel said. ”

Edith agrees. He then said, "This has come to this, and I wish you success." If you need my help, you're welcome, I'm a mage after all. ”

He reached out and shook his hand with Siegel, then leaned in and whispered, "If the Mage Guild wants to ask you to make a Myr core, is it possible?"

The light of the unquenchable flame flickered in Siegel's eyes, and his hand was slightly strained, the hand that belonged to the swordsman and knight lord, and was getting stronger and stronger as he regained his physical training.

"Considering the cost of going back and forth, two million gold coins. But it's best to pay with magical items such as scrolls or various alchemical materials. If the Mage Guild no longer does anything to the Federation, then one million gold coins will do. ”

Edith smiled, the wrinkles on his face were more dense than ever, and he didn't withdraw his hand despite the pain. He shook his hand vigorously, then patted it, smiled and turned to leave.

Wendy leaned over, tilted her head beside Siegel, pouted and asked, "He seems to have been helping, has the guild become kind?"

"How do I know?" the mage replied, "It takes a lot of energy to guess, it's better to become an archmage first." ”

"I'll help you keep an eye on him. Wendy clenched her fists: "I will protect the new federation and your ideals." ”

Siegel let out a long breath, not sure what to answer. (To be continued.) )