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When Curt's heart stirred up, Eoham stepped in front of a magic circle. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!) He took out the whole bag of silver powder and sprinkled it into the magic array, and said tremblingly:

"I've heard of you for a long time, Curt. You've risen so fast that you've completed in a few months what other mages would have taken thirty years to complete. You've owned the Mage Tower, hired trusty warriors, subdued the Spirit Bear, and even forced the Frost Giants to swear allegiance to you. Your teacher, Abys, has no eyes, and if he had treated you well, he might not have died so inexplicably. ”

"Teacher Abyss's death was an accident......

Curt tries to explain, but is stopped by Ioham. Eoham raised his index finger and shook it gently, then said with an unfathomable smile:

"You're a smart man, Curt. The so-called smart people will never take other people for fools. Are there really fools in this world? Idiots have their own wisdom, why do you think I'm going to meet you alone?"

“...... I'm sorry, Master Xi. ”

Curt lowered his head and began to feel sweat oozing from his back. He kept a humble posture and listened to Eoham's words with great interest:

"No need to apologize, Curt. I am very optimistic about you, so I didn't interfere with you and let you live in the Thousand Laws City as you like. I have seen countless young people as talented as you, and not many have been able to get to where you are now. So I decided to give you a little bit of a reminder and tell you some facts. Do you think that the members of the Council of a Thousand Laws are a bunch of straw bales, and they don't even know that the Church of the Dark Sun has put its hand into the City of a Thousand Laws? Do you think that when you are tossing around and racking your brains against the Church of the Dark Sun, there are not a few pairs of eyes staring at you? Actually, you could have reported the matter of the Church of the Dark Sun very early on, Curt. Of course, for the sake of the very good results, I won't bother with you about these things. Young people, it's good to be a little ambitious. ”

“......”

Curt was sweating profusely and couldn't say anything. He had always thought that he had been hiding from the world and playing with a group of high-level mages. But the facts are obviously different from Curt's perception, and he doesn't even know if the secret of his psyker has been revealed. Curt made a big mistake, and Ioham's control of the Thousand Laws City was beyond Curt's imagination.

Fortunately, Eoreham slowed down his tone, and he said in an old fashion:

"Enough, these things should bring you to your senses. Your qualifications are one in a million, and the rest is just time to sharpen. In addition, Olga solemnly recommends you to me, hoping that you will join the Council of a Thousand Laws. I think it's worth a try, after all, Ogar has always been very steady and will not make unfounded proposals. You can't buy him, the bribe will only bring Olga's anger and vigilance......"

Iorham paced slowly, muttering to himself. At last he stood still, looked at the pale Curt and said:

"Alright, I'll let you join the Council of a Thousand Laws. It is naturally impossible to inherit Doyle's position, and now you can only accompany the last seat in the Council of Thousand Laws. Traditionally, you have to be the secretary of the council for half a year. Well...... Olga should be happy to accept you as his secretary, and I don't need to bother with it. Now, Curt, let me ask you a question, what exactly is the Council of a Thousand Laws?"

"The High Mages share information and power to rule the institutions of the Thousand Laws City together. ”

Curt replied without hesitation, and Ioham shook his head. When Curt's eyes widened for unknown reasons, Ioham said quietly:

"The Council of the Thousand Laws is my staff and has the power to speak to me, but it does not have the power to make decisions. I am the sole ruler of the Thousand Laws City, and you must remember that. ”

Curt bowed deeply, deciding to memorize what he had heard. Ioham nodded in satisfaction, and then asked Curt to stand in the midst of the magic circle that had been sprinkled with a large amount of silver powder and was in operation. After Curt stood still, Ioham said sternly:

"I'm a ruler of rewards and punishments, Curt. In recognition of your contributions, I would now like to reward you with an Arcane tattoo. This arcane tattoo can store a spell below level 3 that can be touched under certain conditions. It functions just like the level 6 spells, the Accident Spell, and can save your life in a dangerous moment. ”

"Thank you. ”

Curt replied respectfully, then took off his shirt. When Ioham recited the incantation, the magic circle on the ground burst into a bright light. The light quickly diminished, and at the same time became condensed. A thin beam of light shone on Curt's chest, making a burning 'snort' sound.

Curt's cheeks immediately bulged, and he had to grit his teeth to endure the excruciating pain. It took Eoham ten minutes to finish the arcane tattoo, and Curt fainted in pain almost halfway through. Luckily, Curt had experienced a psychic confrontation with Naza, and his willpower had already been purified. Curt was able to put the spirit more **, although he still hurt half to death.

"Alright, congratulations on getting your first Arcane tattoo. ”

Eoham took out the glittering blue crystal bottle and applied the turquoise liquid inside to Curt's wound. All the pain vanished, and the magic began to flow through the liquid-soaked tattoos. The tattoo gradually brightened, then faded. Ioham handed Curt a scroll and said wearily:

"Take it, this is how to use the Arcane tattoo. With your ability, you should be able to use an Arcane tattoo in just one night. Have a good rest and report to Olga early tomorrow morning. You can't justify doing nothing under the title of Inquisitor. ”

"Yes. ”

Curt bowed cautiously, then teleported away from Ioham's side. He appeared outside the main tower of the Thousand Laws City, and slowly floated to the ground with the help of the feather falling technique.

After the meeting just now, Curt has fully realized his innocence and powerlessness. The strength between him and Eoham is far from the same, and even his strategic ability is far inferior to the other. Eoham is a giant monster that entrenches itself in the city of a thousand laws, and his tentacles are everywhere. If Curt wants to catch up with Ioham, he'll need to work a hundred times harder than he currently does.

Early the next morning, Curt visited Olga. After a brief conversation, Curt was assigned to patrol with Gran. After making a few circles around the Thousand Laws City, Curt handed over to the Inquisitor in charge of the next patrol, and then returned to the Black Tower. Later, Gran arrives with her daughter Ingrid, who needs to be treated for a long time by the elf Fretia.

Curt took a moment to attend to the day-to-day business, and then he went to the Mercenary Guild and the Thieves' Guild, hiring a dozen or so teachers, normal or not. Curt asked the teachers to teach children a variety of things including literacy, arithmetic, martial arts, archery, stealing, and intelligence analysis. He didn't want to give the child to Fretia, and a few years later he had a choir of the true god Corellon.

After finishing his chores, Curt returned to the Mystic Laboratory. He studied the mysteries of magic with a thirst for every opportunity to improve his strength. There is a great hollow in Curt's heart, and it is the despair of not being able to take revenge on Iorham. Curt couldn't find a shortcut to kill Ioham, so all he could do was try, try, try.

Over the next two months, Curt's life became very simple. Go out on patrol early in the morning and go home as soon as you're done to practice penance or ask Kelly to roll the sheets. During this time, Bloom unexpectedly mingled with the children, and when he went out to breathe, a group of children would often surround Bloom and hang on a swing on his huge body. The children also ask Bloom to tell terrifying stories about the Frost Giants, who are bold and are mostly top students in martial arts classes.

Other children were quite close to Freitia, and they were good at reading and thinking, and they were quite prestigious among the children. Children who are close to Gordon and Cameron are skilled in swordsmanship and shooting, and have the potential to become warriors or rangers. Gordon would sometimes wrestle with Bloom, causing a large group of kids to laugh at him.

One afternoon, Fretia turned pale and went to Curt and made a fierce accusation. Curt listened quietly, and then called for one of the hired thieves. The thief leaned casually against the wall, throwing nuts into his mouth nonchalantly. He is an elite member of the Thieves' Guild and receives a handsome commission from Curt every month.

"Explain to me what it's all about. ”

Curt pushed a snotty, shivering child in front of the thief and asked calmly. The thief glanced at the child and said with a grin:

"Willie was intrigued by my story and wanted to try something good. I gave him a chance, helped him pay for it, and that's it. ”

"Belladonna powder is a drug, and you're luring a child into taking drugs. ”

Curt said coldly, pushing the child away. He then activated the magic ring and shot a wave of force field that caused the thief to scream and fly out of the window, falling from the third floor into the shallow water below the tower. Curt walked to the window and stood still with his hands behind his back. There was a stunned group of children at the bottom of the tower, and Gordon, Cameron, and several other teachers also looked up and looked at Curt for some reason.

"Remember, I hired you to teach the children well, not to destroy them. ”

Curt's face was like frost, so Gordon and the others nodded one after another. The badly wounded thief struggled to his feet, pointed at Curt and roared:

"This matter won't be settled! We'll see! The black hand won't let you go, who do you think you are?!"

It seems that there are fools in this world. ’

Curt watched the thief limp away, feeling a glimmer of sympathy.

That night, the thief's head was served on a plate and delivered to Curt, which ended up being Naza's supper. The Black Hand is well aware of Curt's status and does not have any intention of going to war with Curt. The next day, the Black Hand sends a new thief to take the deceased's place. The new thieves were much more well-behaved and never caused Curt any more trouble.