Chapter 59: Randall's True Colors
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The next day, Ioham summoned Curt. This meeting was a matter of course, and Curt had been mentally prepared for it. When Curt entered the main tower of Thousand Laws City, many middle-level mages working here sent Curt a salute. After defeating the Church of the Dark Sun in a row, and then defeating the Magic Overseer Association, Curt is already a standard celebrity.
"This way, please. β
Randall the Faceless personally greeted Curt and brought him into the main tower as equals. Through the teleportation circle set up on the ground, Curt and Randall arrived directly at Ioham's meeting room.
The hall was filled with spells, some for decoration, and many for murder. Randall instructed Curt not to run around, and then he reached out and touched a crystal ball fixed to a stone pillar, and said in a respectful tone:
"Lord Eoham, at your request, I have brought Curt here. β
"I see. β
With this answer, the mist floating in the room quickly coalesced together and turned into a fierce whirlpool. Eoham appeared in the center of the whirlpool, and said in an old voice:
"Welcome, Curt. I've read Randall's report and you're doing a great job. β
Curt was taken aback by these words, and vaguely guessed the reward he would receive. Now that Ioham has revealed the true identity of a Faceless to Curt, he has apparently decided to promote Curt to the new Faceling.
"There are very few people who can afford to put it down and be organized like you. Your watch is far beyond my expectations and is a complete surprise. β
While Curt was assessing the form, Ioham sat down in the chair facing Curt. He struggled to lean his staff against the armrest, then looked at Curt and continued:
"With my new merits, I can gag the Council of the Thousand Laws for you and make you an official Councilor of the Thousand Laws. I need your strength, and new people with great potential are always worth investing in. β
"Thank you for the compliment. Regarding the sweeping of trade routes, I would like to mention a few more suggestions. β
Curt cautiously interjected, intending to show more of himself before Ioham made a decision. Taking advantage of Ioham's curious expression, Curt said methodically:
"Ensuring the safety of trade routes is a long-term task, and a half-time sweep will not bring long-term peace. Monsters will continue to multiply and become a scourge again. We have to keep fighting them so that they never turn over. β
"Go on. β
Ioham nodded, leaning back in his chair. His smile was a little narrow, like a wise man who had mastered a qiΔ watching a child play a trick. Curt coughed unnaturally to dispel a little uneasiness. He sorted out his mood for a moment, and then said conclusively:
"While the monsters are weak, we can make the sweep long-lasting. I hope that a system can be formed to continue to give monsters a blow at a very low cost. The mercenaries in Thousand Laws City don't get jobs all the time, and they spend at least half of their time doing nothing. Then organizing them into patrols and sending them out on patrol would be a way to get the best of both worlds. We shouldn't wait until the monsters start causing trouble before reacting. We need to kill them all and not give any monsters a chance to recuperate. Doing so can also make the mercenaries consume too much energy. They will make trouble when they are idle and bored, and the price paid for this Thousand Law City is not small. β
"Hahahaha, it seems that you don't like mercenaries who get drunk in the tavern and cause trouble everywhere. β
Ioham laughed, seemingly finding Curt's idea quite interesting. He thought about it for a few seconds, then nodded and said:
"Well, your build is worth a try. Compared to the safety of trade routes...... At least in high season, the mercenary of two or three hundred mercenaries is not very expensive. I'll leave this matter to you, and do your best to do it. From now on, the trade route will be your territory, so do it well. β
"Yes, I won't let you down. β
Curt bowed deeply and thanked Eoham. Through a simple conversation, Eoham divides the trade routes to Curt. The job may seem like a lot of responsibility, but as long as Curt runs it properly, it yields huge benefits. Many merchants came and went on the trade routes, and from now on they all had to live by Curt's face. Curt had a hundred means to cause trouble for the merchants, unless they were willing to pay the price.
Then Iorham remained asleep, and had a rare small talk with Curt. He asked some of Curt what he had done in the process of sweeping the trade routes, and why. Curt gave a well-prepared answer, causing Ioham to nod his head.
Finally Eoham reclined down in his chair with his back to the sky, looking exhausted. He slowly took out his ebony pipe, put it in, and then rubbed his fingers together and lit it with magic. After taking a deep breath of the cigarette, Eoham exhaled the smoke and said slowly:
"Well done, Curt. By the standards of young people, you are already outstanding. You know how to grasp people's hearts and minds, and use some people to realize your ideas. This is a talent that is lacking in mages, who always like to use guΓ² spells to do everything. But...... You're a little too aggressive and lacking foreshadowing. With a little more patience, you can achieve great things. β
"Yes, I'll remember. β
Curt replied respectfully, knowing that Ioham's vision must be unique. In the City of a Thousand Laws, and throughout the Northlands, Ioham is a living legend. There are countless people who are eager for his guidance, but few are qualified to meet Eoham.
Seeing Curt's reaction, Ioham seemed to be pleased. He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and said to Curt, who was waiting patiently:
"Would you like to join the Faceless?"
"Yes, it's my honor. β
Curt replied without hesitation, a question he had been waiting for for a long time. Ioham stared at Curt, as if judging how sincere Curt's answer was. Finally, he nodded lightly and stood up with his staff.
"The title of the Faceless One is an honor and a great benefit. However, this means that you will be a shadow in the darkness, to be watched out for by all the High Mages. Think it through, Curt. You're still young, and you have a chance to join the Faceless Path. β
"I've made my choice, Master Xi. β
Curt replied earnestly, without the slightest waver. He glanced at Randall, smiled again, and said:
"And I can't betray Mr. Randall, knowing his name, and flinching. He has helped me a lot, and I hope to work with him and slowly repay his kindness. β
"Hahahaha!"
Ioham laughed at the sky, much to Curt's astonishment. Randall turned his head away as well, raising his hand to cover his mouth. Curt looked blankly at Ioham, and then at Randall. Suddenly, he realized, and Eoham raised his chin lightly, making a hint. Randall put his hand behind his head and took off an elaborate magic mask.
For a moment, Randall was more than half a head shorter. The robes on his body quickly folded, outlining a delicate body. Curt watched wordlessly as Randall lowered his hands, revealing a beautiful face from behind the mask. The burgundy length then drooped and rolled down Randall's shoulders.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. β
Randall let out a low chuckle and glanced at Curt with a pair of blue eyes as clear as the sea. Her true face is very good, and she is a rare beauty. The purple arcane tattoo is carved into Randall's right cheek, giving it a sense that is both mysterious and seductive. And Randall's robe was raised high, almost as high as Kelly.
Curt was speechless for a moment, feeling a little confused. Originally, Curt wanted to take the opportunity to praise Randall, telling SΓΉ Oham that he had received a lot of help from Randall, and that he would follow Randall to learn Yunyun as a newcomer. But in the face of a completely unexpected situation, Curt was a little confused.
In any case, Curt was always a young man. For him, it is inevitable that he will feel a little restrained in front of strangers of the opposite sex. Although at some point Curt was as thick-skinned as a wall, he was able to negotiate going to bed as a deal. But in front of the sudden appearance and full of attractive women, he still feels unnatural. Not to mention Randall's sudden identification of himself, which was originally a bit of a teasing of Curt.
"Starting today, you form a team. Randall, you're in charge of taking Curt. Sue him for all he needs to know, and let him enter the role as much as possible. Curt, on the night of the full moon next year, you will officially be the Faceless. There will be a test then, and you can ask Randall for details. β
"Yes. β
Randall replied respectfully, bowing with all his might. Her movements are sexy and elegant, and the curves under her tight robe are enough to attract the eyes of any man. Curt shook his head with a wry smile before teleporting away with Randall. When Randall pressed his hand on Curt's body, Curt flinched.
Seconds later, Curt appears in an unfamiliar room. The room was presented as a polygonal ring, with a ceiling seven or eight meters above the floor, apparently one of the floors of a mage tower. Curt saw huge desks and bookshelves, as well as mountains of spell-casting equipment. The furniture and carpets here are rose-colored, and a faint fragrance floats in the air.
"Welcome to my Mage's Tower. It's not that I'm boasting, but there aren't many people who can come in. β
Randall smiled and pulled back the curtains, letting the morning sun shine through. Curt stood in the air without a speck of dust, sighed and said:
"I am honored, Lady Catherine. I didn't expect you to be faceless too, I should have gouged out my own eyes. β
Catherine is one of the famous newcomers in the Thousand Laws City, and two years ago she captured the Mage Tower in the main city with her strength. Her pursuers can fill an entire street, including young talents other than Curt, and even powerful old mages.