……

"Do you have something to look for Rhaegar for, Siv?"

Matthew asked a little unnaturally.

Seve put her hands behind her back, nodded slightly, and then said with some embarrassment:

"I had something to discuss with my father, but since he's not here, can I talk to you, Matthew?"

"It won't take you too long."

Matthew coughed heavily.

He took the time to give the angry goat an innocent look, and then turned to Zeller for help.

Who knew that this time, Zeller actually smiled very unjustly and said:

"I suddenly remembered that there is one more important thing, sorry, go first."

With that, he left the office hall without looking back.

"Huh!"

The goat stomped the floor in a rage.

Seve glanced at Matthew, and said with a slightly red face:

"It's just the two of us now."

Matthew felt his scalp tingle.

He hurriedly said:

"I also have a ......"

However, Seve interrupted him, and she boldly grabbed Matthew's hand, her eyes bright and moving:

"Why don't you take me to your office?"

"My father never let me come here before."

Baa!!!

Boom.

The goat jumped straight onto the desk, and a pair of horns prostrated low, about to rush towards Matthew.

Matthew hurriedly pushed Seve away:

"I have a lot of confidential documents in my office, I'm sorry, Siv, I can't show you around, and this is not the place for you, you have to listen to your father."

Hearing this, the pair of horns was slightly raised.

Seve looked a little stunned when she was thrown away, but instead of venting her dissatisfaction on Matthew, she aimed at the goat:

"Matthew!"

"This sheep is a little too noisy!"

"I hate him, can you get rid of him?"

When the goat heard this, he was stunned.

Separated by several meters.

Matthew could feel the other party's cold emotions.

"My little princess, Lady Juniper is still looking for you all over the world! Don't hang around here, this is where the men stay. ”

Moment of truth.

Mrs. Wesley didn't know where to get out.

Without saying a word, she grabbed Seve by the arm, and forcibly took her out, ignoring her aggrieved little mouth that could hang a flask.

Matthew glanced out the hallway.

Zeller gave him a thumbs up.

"Listen, Rhaeggar, it was all a misunderstanding, and I appreciate the sacrifice you made for me to learn Transfiguration."

"I'll repay you later, but for now, please don't be impulsive, okay?"

"I believe that there should be some friendship between us."

Matthew nervously admonished.

In the murderous gaze of the goat.

He took the plunge and unraveled the "Malicious Transfiguration".

Rub it off.

Rhaegar restores the prototype.

However, instead of immediately pounced on Matthew, he slipped into the room at the back of the office.

"Matthew, I have a problem here, can you come and help me?"

Rhaeggar's calm voice came from the room.

It sounds pretty stable.

Matthew breathed a sigh of relief, he tentatively walked to the door of the room, only to be frightened in the next second-

But seeing Rhaegar in pajamas, he suddenly pulled out the big sword from the wall and rushed towards Matthew with an expressionless face:

"Come here and let me cut it!"

"Just one moment, I promise I won't use the second sword!"

……

Two days later.

Accompanied by 177, Matthew came to the 14th floor of the Crucible House, where the 15th and 16th floors were all special offices of the Seven Holy Alliance.

The Coalition has been unexpectedly efficient.

Matthew received his application for the "Death Scorched Earth" ceremony yesterday, and his application was approved a day earlier.

Today he came to register.

"In front of it is the counter for newcomer registration, and generally speaking, alliance members only use this place twice in their lives - once when they join, and the other when they die."

177 enthusiastically introduced:

"Of course, if you plan to defect from the alliance and then join in whitewash, there is a chance to come back a few more times."

Matthew laughed.

"Nervous?"

177 asked with concern.

Matthew bowed his head slightly:

"A little."

177 said proudly:

"Actually, you don't need to be nervous at all, after all, I'm the boss of the alliance B1, I'm here, and not many people dare to embarrass you."

"Let's go, let's meet that dwarf with an asshole that is brighter than an eye."

Between words.

He led Matthew to the registration counter, which was empty except for a mechanical gnome dressed in a suit and wearing thickened glasses.

Matthew glanced at the table behind the counter, which was littered with screws, iron sheets, and magic crystals that glowed and generated electricity.

"Hey! Geezer! It's done! ”

177 slammed his fist into the counter.

Matthew was amazed to see that the counter had only collapsed a little, not the whole thing!

"What kind of high-strength material is this?"

Matthew couldn't help but be curious.

The mechanical gnome behind the counter lifted his glasses and let out a sneer:

"It's your rude male dog!"

177 Furious:

"Who are you saying is rude?"

The dwarf said:

"I scolded you for being a male dog."

177 smashed his fist in a fit of rage, but the dwarf didn't dodge at all, he just pushed his glasses:

"I just happened to be going to get a new body, thank you for reimbursing me."

The fist stopped instantly.

But 177's fist wind still blew the mechanical gnome's clothes into a mess, and even the bow tie hung on the back.

"Newcomer Registration!"

177 said unpleasantly:

"It's your job, and if you can't even do that, there's no need for the Alliance to set up a special office in the Cauldron House."

The mechanical gnome elegantly wears a bow tie:

"You don't have the right to dictate to me, you're just the chief of the Crucible House, and I'm the representative of the Alliance, this is not the place for you to be imposing."

177 corrected:

"It's the Emperor!"

"And even in terms of alliance titles, I'm one level higher than you, I'm B1!"

The mechanical gnome said slowly:

"You used to be one level higher than me, but recently the league transferred me to a new position, and now I'm also B1."

177 was immediately angry.

"So, if you want to ask me to do something, just say what I like to hear, instead of coming up and putting me on the uncle's shelf."

The mechanical dwarf slowly adjusted the details of the clothes, obviously emitting mechanical and electronic sounds, but it was full of the smell of yin and yang:

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't suddenly have a headache and brain fever for a while, so I'll go to the toilet for a few hours."

"At that time, the only one who will be affected is this poor newcomer."

177 said loudly:

"Corruption! You are downright corrupt! ”

"Matthew, did you see that?"

"I'm not going to set up the Coalition Must Die organization for selfish reasons, but I've really reached the point where I have to do it!"

Matthew had already seen that there was a holiday between 177 and the mechanical gnomes.

He just wanted to mediate.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the mechanical dwarf suddenly pressed his hands on the counter, and he put his head close to Matthew:

"Your name is Matthew?"

Matthew took a step back with a slight discomfort:

"My name is Matthew."

The mechanical gnome instantly changed its face:

"So you're the famous Mr. Matthew! Why didn't you say it earlier, look, my stinky dog with no eyesight almost delayed your time. ”

"Please come with me, we have prepared a special channel for you, and all the procedures required for registration are in one step."

"My name is David, you can call me as much as you want, don't be informal, just treat this place as your home, the mechanical gnomes you can see with the naked eye are your servants."

David enthusiastically led Matthew inside the counter.

177 wanted to follow up, but was ruthlessly stopped by David:

"Sorry, the special passage does not allow non-staff members, or alliance members below B2 to enter."

177 glared and said:

"I've never heard of such a rule."

David pushed his glasses:

"I just added it."

177 rolled his eyes, and suddenly pointed to Matthew:

"He's not a staff member either, so why can he come in?"

David politely bowed to Matthew:

"Because he's an A1."

"One of the few onboarding in the history of the league is A1."

Hear this.

177 was completely stunned.

……

"I'm sorry to make you laugh, but Mr. 177 and I had an unpleasant past, so we inevitably bumped into each other when we met."

Along the way, David politely apologized.

Matthew waved his hand:

"It's okay, I'm just curious about what happened between you?"

David said calmly:

"He tore my wife apart."

"Huh?"

Matthew was full of question marks.

"177 is a guy who is extremely lacking in love, and I am afraid that because I used to show affection in front of him, I was hated by him. Then one day, my wife accidentally left the Union office while she was running an errand for me, and she didn't come back for a long time, and by the time I found her, she was already a pile of parts.

All of this is happening within the confines of the Crucible House.

I was in a lot of pain.

But 177 insisted that he had not done it, and that he did not know who had killed my wife.

I couldn't believe him at all.

You know, he's Taling!

Except for the three floors of the Alliance, the Crucible House was the world of Taling, and there was nothing he didn't know.

His excuses afterwards were perfunctory, as if the magic crystal at the scene of the crime had suddenly failed.

Although the League eventually brought my wife back, I always felt that she had become different.

For this reason, half a year later.

My wife and I are also separated.

Mr. 177 was naturally gloating over this.

Since then, I have been alone since then, but I want to give him a good look, but it is difficult for some strong people. ”

After listening to David's narration, although he could not distinguish between truth and falsehood, Matthew still said politely:

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked so much."

A big smile appeared on David's face:

"A1 can ask anything, serving a big man like you is our mission as a mechanical gnome, and answering your questions will make us feel happy, so please don't be too reserved."

As he spoke, David led Matthew through a moon gate painted with stars.

A slight distortion of time and space came.

The picture in front of me flickered.

They came to a small square with a large number of people.

Overhead are lifelike portraits of well-known mages.

Beneath his feet was the fire of purgatory, and the devils seemed to stretch out their hands from the fire and drag the people on the floor inside.

"It's said to help make things more efficient."

David pointed to the purgatory scene at his feet, and then he asked Matthew:

"Do you have any magic pictures with you?"

Matthew shook his head.

He had lived in Rolling Stone for a long time, had very little contact with mage society, and had only seen magic photographs in the weekly League magazine, which was a black-and-white photograph that resembled a holographic projection, and belonged to the advanced application of the spell industry.

"Then I'll have to take a picture first."

David walked ahead and led Matthew towards the crowded place.

There were also a few low-level-looking mechanical gnomes in the hall, who were busy talking to other mages, but when they saw David passing by, they stopped what they were doing and saluted David.

Matthew followed him, and walked smoothly.

"Why are there so many people today?"

David asked, finding a stocky dwarf in the crowd.

The other person replied:

"Today happens to be the day of pre-registration for the senior students of the Southern Law Academy, and they are all apprentices who are about to graduate."

"I see, I forgot."

David slapped his head.

He continued with Matthew, and a room appeared in front of him, and a long line formed at the door of the room.

Matthew looked curiously, this was the first time he had seen so many mages, even if they were just mage apprentices, the number was extremely amazing.

These mage apprentices were old and young, the youngest was only eleven or twelve years old, and the oldest was estimated to be thirty years old, but at this moment they were lined up in the same column, giving people a subtle feeling.

"Give it up, kids!"

David walked to the door of the room in one breath.

Under the displeased gazes of the mage apprentices, he calmly said to the staff in the room:

"Shoot my people first."

"He's an A1."

As soon as I heard the second sentence.

All the eyes of dissatisfaction, annoyance, and hatred turned into amazement, envy, and stuttering.

A bold blonde girl rushed out of the group, and she ran up to Matthew and asked:

"Hello, my name is Leslie, can we have dinner together?"

"I feel like I have a lot of questions I want to communicate with you."

As she spoke, she stretched out her arms and pulled her hair, and with this movement, the exaggerated curve of her breasts made a shallow mark on the mage's robe.

"I'm sorry."

Matthew said to bypass her.

The girl followed one step more relentlessly:

"Do you think I'm not attractive enough? I can call my girlfriend to accompany you, as long as you give me a chance, you are A1, you have a lot of extra project resources, you just need to give me a minimum subject resource, my magic theory is also very solid, I will not let you down. ”

As she spoke, she shoved a note into Matthew's hand.

Immediately afterward, several boys and girls rushed over.

Matthew hurriedly rushed into the room under the cover of David.

When dodging.

He also caught a glimpse of the blonde girl named Leslie blocking out the others for herself.

Seeing this, the mage apprentices immediately cursed:

"What are you doing? Leslie? ”

"You're hooked up with A1 and you're holding us, you're a fucking bitch!"

Undeterred, Leslie fought back, saying:

"How about I'm just a bitch?"

"It's ten thousand times better than you hesitant waste!"

A red-haired girl pointed to her nose and scolded Leslie:

"What kind of ability is it to sell your body in exchange for magical resources?"

"Mean woman!"

As she spoke, she took off her high heels and held them in her hand, and was about to hit Leslie.

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Leslie said unhurriedly:

"You just heard it, what I said to the A1 guy is - I still have a girlfriend."

"If A1 contacts me, the question now is, which of you would like to be my best friend?"

In an instant, the red-haired girl dropped her high heels on the ground.

She graciously pulled up:

"Oh, dear Leslie, of course I'm your best friend."

Leslie looked at her with a sneer:

"What kind of ability is it to sell your body in exchange for magical resources?"

The girl said without a red face and without a beating heart:

"Only people who sell their bodies and can't exchange resources for that can say that."

With the door of the room closed.

More and more girls came up to Leslie and tried to slap her.

The male apprentice could only watch this scene with a blank eye.

Until a slender boy with graceful movements took the initiative to walk up to Leslie, smiled and asked:

"Ms. Leslie, you don't mind if your girlfriend's biological sex is male, do you?"

Leslie looked stunned.

The next second.

The boys looked at each other.

Then rush up!

The whole hall was a mess.

……

The floor of the small room was carved with intricate magical spells.

Under the guidance of two mechanical gnomes who are part of the staff, Matthew quickly completes the shooting of the magic photo.

Not much.

And David took him out of the negatives and the pieces.

"For A1, the photo service is completely free, but if you want to find a suitable frame to frame your photos, well, you need to buy the frame at your own expense."

He explains:

"And for other mages, taking pictures itself requires a significant fee."

Between words.

He led Matthew out of the other exit from the small room.

After that, the two passed through several moon gates one after another.

Go to different rooms and go through the process.

Just fifteen minutes later.

Matthew received his proof as a new member of the Seven Saints Alliance, a spell license with a magical photograph.

He held the license in the palm of his hand and looked at it, and his smile was a little stiff in the photo.

"Before I give out the benefits to new members, I have to explain to you the rules of the Seven Saints Alliance."

David said solemnly:

"As a member of the A1 title, you have more authority and status than most people, and you can do these three types of things, which you still can't do."

"First, any clearly defined "serious harm to nature" in the alliance encyclopedia, you have to check the details yourself, and there will be a tome in the newcomer welfare package that will be distributed later, which is what I call the alliance encyclopedia, you will see it soon."

"Second, the disclosure of secrets, especially those that can be queried by A1 clearance, that is, the content of the data in accordance with the Alliance's Level 9 confidentiality agreement. For the Alliance, there must be a reason why a secret is a secret, and leaking a secret is a more serious crime than rebellion. ”

"Third, more than 5 lives were killed in a year."

Matthew frowned when he heard this:

"Five?"

David nodded and said:

"Yes, less than 5 lives can be regarded as a reasonable consumption for spell research, but more than 5, even if it is A1, you may face the possibility of being held accountable."

"In fact, in the beginning, "try not to hurt the innocent" was the basic requirement of the alliance for every middle and high-level mage, but gradually, the higher-ups found that this was not realistic at all."

"How can a mage not kill?"

Hear here.

Matthew suddenly felt that the mages of the Seven Saints Alliance were a little bit similar to the gods of Tianlun Palace.

……

(End of chapter)