Richard didn't like people being so arrogant on their own turf.

Richard did not rush into the hotel, but waited for a while until Louvre and Viscount Chim arrived, and then walked towards the hotel. No matter where the mages inside are, in front of a Sacred Domain powerhouse and a viscount with a huge family power, there must be some restraint.

Walking into the suite on the top floor of the hotel, Richard took a look at the environment in the suite, his face finally gloomy, and he kept rubbing his short beard. This action has become a habit, allowing him to suppress the irritability in his heart.

The suite had been refurbished with seven chairs, five of which already housed a magician. Only the largest chair in the middle and the chair on the far edge of the right hand are still empty. These mages are all old, and their magic fluctuations are strong and weak, but they are all between level ten and twelve. They wore mage robes and were extremely luxurious, and they were decorated with intricate and gorgeous magic arrays, but Richard himself was a master of the magic array, and his level in the magic circle did not dare to say that he was the best of Faro, but it was by no means comparable to ordinary archmages. So he could see at a glance that the magic arrays on these mage's robes were almost useless, of course, if he barely looked for them, he could still find two uses. One is the ability to add magic fluctuations to mage robes, allowing people to recognize their identity as archmagicians. On the other hand, these silver patterns are indeed elegant and luxurious decorations.

In the hall, several samurai in golden armor stand against the wall, and the armor style is also intricate, exquisite and luxurious. These samurai are supposed to be the mages' guards.

What left Richard speechless was that there were only these seven chairs in the entire hall, and there were no seats for Richard, let alone seats for the people Richard had brought.

Here, it's Richard's territory!

Seeing Richard and the three of them come in, a thin old magician at the end of his left hand raised his eyelids, and when his gaze swept over Luo Fu, he couldn't help but feel a little straighter, and finally sat up a little straighter, but the respect for the swordsman of the Holy Domain was nothing more. The old magician looked at Richard again, and after confirming Richard's age and the magic fluctuations on his body, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes. The old magician looked like he was already in his fifties and sixties, but his magic power was only level ten, and he was obviously deeply stimulated by Richard's rank and age.

The old magician squinted at Richard and asked coldly, "Is it Richard?"

"I am Richard, and this place is my territory. Richard replied lightly. He wasn't in a hurry to attack, but wanted to see what these mages who had suddenly appeared were trying to do. If something really happened, Richard wouldn't mind killing them all. The five old mages sat so close together that a single fireball was enough for them all.

The old magician nodded, and said arrogantly, "Okay, Master Kalimi wants to see you, you can stand here and wait first!"

At this moment, even Luo Fu and Sim's faces changed. Luo Fu said okay, but his face flashed gloomily. This Sacred Domain powerhouse is not shallow. But Sim's fat face has begun to distort, the Viscount used to be a character who walked sideways in the Sequoia Kingdom, and it was a domineering person who would directly grab whoever he liked, and Richard had also learned it. Looking at the whole kingdom, except for such a fierce woman as Countess Caterina, few people were able to subdue Chim. Now, of course, in Sim's mind, Richard is second only to the Countess in being terrible. But what Sim really dares to do now is just swearing. The mage association is such a behemoth, even the king has to give three points. Chim relied on his special bloodline, and it was expected that these mages would not really do anything to him. But if he wants to move the Mage Guild, it will be even more impossible.

Just as Chim's string of foul words was already on his lips, Richard suddenly raised his hand to stop him, and then said lightly: "Okay, then I'll wait for a while." ”

With that, Richard literally stood in the middle of the hall and waited peacefully.

But in this way, it was the turn of the mages on the other side to be uneasy. The temperature in the hall seemed to be gradually decreasing, sending the two hardy old mages with a few shivers.

In the study window inside, an old magician in golden robes stood. His hair was nearly bald, with only a sparse ring of gray hair around his shiny skull. His face was already covered with fat, and there were several obvious age spots crawling on it. Beside the old magician, there was also a middle-aged mage, wearing a silver patterned robe, just like the mages outside.

The two magicians were standing in front of the window, staring intently at a group of humanoid warriors lined up in a clearing not far away.

The middle-aged magician suddenly raised his hand and said excitedly, "Look, Master Kalimi, look at those soldiers! They are holding magic swords in their hands, oh my God! Those magic swords are so dazzling, they must be excellent enchanted swords." This level of magic equipment, even me, can refine at most one piece a month. And how many ?...... do I see now? At least eighty warriors, that is, eighty fine-grade swords. Wait, they've got shields on their backs! The gods are on top, and those shields are also enchanted equipment!"

The old magician's cloudy eyes also had a glow, his pupils reflected the brilliance of magic, and his face showed a trace of greed that could not be concealed.

The middle-aged magician's expression suddenly turned grim, and he said in a deep voice: "Collect taxes! All enchanted equipment must be transferred through the Mage Association." The Mage Guild is the ultimate destination for all mages!"

Kalimi nodded slowly and said, "That's a good point, the Mage Guild is the final destination of a Qiē mage. We should build bridges for mages to communicate with the world, and mages only need to move forward on the path of magic. These enchanted equipment are too dangerous for an ordinary mage, and they need to be in the hands of the Mage Guild. Let the wise know what they are used for and where they are going. ”

"Your decision is so wise!" the middle-aged mage praised, rubbing his hands excitedly, and said, "With so much enchanted equipment, if it is exclusively operated by the Mage Guild, it will increase our annual income by 30%." But that Richard ......"

Kalimi said in a deep voice, "Give him the position of a silver-robed mage!"

The middle-aged mage was stunned for a moment and said, "Silver-robed mage, this is the top of the Mage Association, he doesn't look even twenty years old! And we have all struggled on the road of magic for more than twenty years, and we have contributed more than ten years of youth to the Mage Association." In addition, six of the mages who want to be promoted to the silver robe this year are almost sixty years old, if the position of the silver robe is given to Richard, then what will these respected old mages think?"

"That's a problem, but if I remember correctly, they're just barely at level ten, right? Richard has level twelve, and his magic power is one level higher than yours. Kalimi said.

"Master, the silver robe is a symbol of the noble status of the mage, and it should be judged by the contribution to the mage association, and the rank is not the only criterion. If Richard takes a spot, then we will have to turn down an experienced old mage. In my opinion, at most, give him the status of a silver robe candidate. The middle-aged mage was unusually persistent in this matter.

Kalimi sighed and said, "I understand what you mean, but don't forget, Richard can reach the height of the twelfth level at such a young age, and there must be a very high-level mage behind him! ”

"But......" The middle-aged mage wanted to hold on, but was interrupted by the old mage waving his hand. He had to nod helplessly, but when he thought of the benefits promised by the candidate silver-robed old mage, the middle-aged mage's heart felt like a thorn.

Kalimi glanced at the middle-aged mage with a perceptive gaze, and said calmly, "Okay, we should go out." Richard had been waiting for a long time, and young people were not very patient these days. ”

Richard stood for ten minutes before the door to the hall from his bedroom finally opened, and Kalimi and the middle-aged mage stepped out. Kalimi walked to the chair in the middle, sat down calmly, and then smiled and said to Richard, "You are Richard, you are really young." ”

The middle-aged mage sat on the empty chair, and without waiting for Richard to answer, he said to Richard with a calm face: "This is Master Kalimi, and he is also the elder of the Mage Association of the Sequoia Kingdom. All mages are subject to the jurisdiction of the Mage Guild, and it is a rare honor for the master to come to your territory in person!"

Richard still touched his short beard, ignoring the middle-aged mage, but looked at Kalimi and asked, "Master Kalimi, you didn't come here just to visit this city that is similar to ruins, right?"

Kalimi motioned to the middle-aged mage, and the middle-aged mage said unceremoniously: "Richard, we have found that a large amount of enchanted equipment has flowed into the Sequoia Kingdom from you, this is true!"

"That's right, this batch of equipment is from my teacher's workshop. Richard said lightly.

The middle-aged mage snorted, and his voice turned cold: "In the Sequoia Kingdom, the franchise of a qiē elite level with magic equipment belongs to the Mage Association! If you want to sell enchanted equipment to the lords in the kingdom, you first need to obtain a sales license and pay taxes to the Mage Association. ”

"What about the tax rate?" Richard remained silent in the face of the middle-aged mage's obvious hostility.

"For every ten pieces of enchanted equipment, three must be handed over to the Mage Guild...... No, four!!as taxes!" The middle-aged mage's voice grew louder and louder, and the greed in his eyes began to be difficult to hide.

Richard's face turned cold, and when he was about to say something, Kalimi, who was sitting in the middle, gently tapped the armrest of the chair, and the middle-aged mage immediately fell silent. The old mage was very satisfied with his majesty, coughed, and then said kindly: "Richard, the Mage Guild is the ultimate destination of all mages, and the purpose of our tax collection is also to provide financial support for the mages, and let the light of magic shine on the whole of Faro. As a mage, we don't have to get involved in dirty and greedy money dealings. So you can also have a second option, which is to sell all the enchanted equipment directly to the Mage Guild. I personally recommend that you should choose this one. ”