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The source of Ani's image

When the man in black climbed to the top floor of the Black Tower and jumped neatly into the window, Curt was already waiting in the room. (Please search, or enter directly to see the latest chapter) He saluted elegantly and said to the sweaty other party:

"Hello, Herald Aaron. You are welcome to visit late at night, what can I do for you?"

"Don't play dumb, I'm here to check the results. The dark crystal used to summon the Atlas is not easy to obtain, and it is even more difficult to get it into the hands of Abyss quietly. ”

Aaron pulled up a chair and sat down in a big way. He looked at Curt, who was standing at the other end of the room, and said unhappily:

"In any case, the news of Abys's death in the accident has spread, and it seems that your plan has succeeded. The Senior Ombudsman has sent me to inform you that you have been promoted from Probationary Ombudsman to Ombudsman II and have been qualified to designate and sanction mages of misdeeds. In addition, you no longer need to submit a weekly report, but once a month. ”

"Please convey my thanks to Senior Ombudsman Andrew. Sue him, I am honored and will remain loyal to the Sorcery Overseer Society as always. ”

"I hope so. ”

Aaron sneered a few times, then pushed away his chair and stood up. As he walked to the window, he said nonchalantly:

"Deal with necromantic mages a lot, they don't have a clean underneath their butts. Kill them if you catch them, you should be clear about your duties. ”

"If that's what Senior Ombudsman Andrew meant......"

Curt's calm answer made Aaron Huo Ran turn around. After a moment of silence, Aaron pulled down his hood, revealing his bare head. His face has high cheekbones and a scar that starts at the eyebrows, runs through the bridge of his nose, and reaches the corners of his mouth. Aaron's lips twisted into shape, and a vicious voice came from them.

"You'd better do it, Curt. Hate the caster is the only thing we have in common, and other than that, I just want to smash your head. ”

"I must remind you, Aaron, that our position is already at the same level, and you have no authority to command me. And you're a warrior monk and don't have any talent for spellcasting. Don't me off, or the Senior Ombudsman will need a new errand. ”

Curt sneered at each other in a bland manner, completely unafraid of Aaron's threat. Aaron clenched his fists in rage, but after much thought, he finally put his hand down. He gritted his teeth and said solemnly:

"The mages used to lead this big 6, but now they can only retreat in the Thousand Law City. Thinking about what forced the mages to retreat, Curt, psionics aren't much stronger than mages. I'm sure if we have to fight one day, it's only the fists that will decide the winner. ”

"Perhaps, please be careful on the road now. ”

Curt gave the order to evict the guest with a smile on his face. Silver light flowed under his eyes, a prepared psychic ability. So Aaron cautiously backsucked, jumped up, and went out of the window with a beautiful backflip. He climbed down without stopping until he stepped onto the ground and disappeared into the night.

"Do you need to kill him?"

As Curt walked slowly to the window, Ani's voice rang out. Curt smiled, shook his head and said:

"No, there's no need to make a fuss. The Spell Overseers Association is still useful to me, they are a good source of information. ”

"Oh......"

Ani's voice was muffled, and faded away. Feeling disinterested, Curt shrugged his shoulders and reached into the dimensional pocket that was tied around his waist. He fumbled for a moment in his pocket attached to the half-plane, and pulled out a book that was as thick as a shield on the front and back cover. It was Abyss's book of spells, and it contained all the spells he knew.

For mages, the magic book is second only to life. After their deaths, nature also became the most precious legacy.

Curt leisurely flipped through the pages, carefully reading every spell that Abyss was unwilling to teach him. Tomorrow he will take a test to win the official status of a mage. Although it was too late to study on the impromptu basis, Curt was able to at least expand his horizons by reading Guò Abis's magic book.

"After thinking about it for this time, I understand the logic of your actions. ”

After a long silence, Ani's voice rang out again. Curt calmly raised his head and listened to Ani say slowly:

"To be recognized as a full-fledged mage, you need to be able to cast level 2 spells. And you'll be able to cast level 2 spells since last week. Then Abyss suddenly got his hands on a rare dark crystal, and now you come to see me often. So it all came to fruition - Abyss decided to perform a summoning ceremony and use you as a living sacrifice. You get close to him, kill him, and inherit his qiē. ”

"That's pretty much it. ”

Curt smiled indifferently and closed the spellbook. He stood up and paced leisurely, and said with his hands behind his back:

'That's not the point, the really difficult thing is to live under Abyss for three years and still gain his trust. In addition to this, Abyss is the most vulnerable when performing the summoning ritual. He didn't have enough battle spells in his hand, and he didn't even bring a few decent magic items. If Abyss had had a lightning staff in his hand at the time, perhaps the outcome would have been rewritten. ”

Eventually, Curt sat down again and came to a conclusion.

"So the ability to run things and grasp people's hearts is the key. The misuse of magic and psychic abilities will only attract the wariness of others and make them dangerous lunatics. It is wise to keep a low profile and quietly promote the shape of the exhibition. The above is my opinion, I hope you can accept it. ”

"Heh, I don't have a human view of good and evil, so I don't care which way your code of conduct goes. ”

Ani's voice echoed through the room, with a hint of a smile. She paused for a moment, then said pleasantly:

"But, you're so funny. It's not about your character, it's just about your way of doing things. You said you liked me, Curt. Now I want to say, I like you too. I will continue to observe you, and I hope you will surprise me often. ”

"Okay. I would say, perhaps...... Our attitude towards each other is more appropriately described as appreciation. ”

Curt said as he put his hand on his jaw and flipped through the pages. He was completely relaxed, because from this moment on, Ani finally put herself in the right place. Maybe she was just a whim before, and she used the Black Tower as a temporary foothold. But now Ani has found her purpose, and most importantly, her joy in life.

It is common sense that people who have a soul to rely on will not mess around.

That night, Curt had a good night's sleep. The next day he woke up early and prepared a spell with Abyss's magic book. This is something that every mage must do, determining the number and category of spells available to them that day. Curt was able to cast four level 1 spells and one level 2 spell every day, which was comparable to the level of a qualified mage.

Curt then swept Abyss's warehouse, picking and selling among the many magical items. As an intermediate mage, Abys's collection is quite rich. No matter which apprentice is brought into his warehouse, it is inevitable that he will be dazzled.

Curt thought about it for a long time, and finally decided not to be too high-profile just yet. After all, he is still a magic apprentice, and excessive swagger will inevitably attract people's attention and even cause trouble for himself.

When exiting the Black Tower, Curt was wearing Abyss's spare robes, holding a lightning staff in his right hand and an invisibility ring in his left hand. The real focus was hidden in his sleeve - an armband on the forearm of his right hand, which had the effect of a dimensional pocket. Inside the armband are stored several magical artifacts, as well as some potions and scrolls.

To put it bluntly, Curt has never been so generous. He was like a veritable mage, walking down the street with his chest held high.

Even though he only had a few ordinary magical items on his body, passers-by still threw envious glances at Curt. Because the cheapest magic items are also worth a few hundred gold coins, and for ordinary people, it is very good to have a dozen gold coins in their accounts every month.

Along the way, Curt constantly responds to greetings from acquaintances, receiving compliments and admiration from them. He walked for nearly twenty minutes, passed through the city gate, and came to a mage tower located in the southwest city.

This mage tower is only three stories high, and the main body is made of crystal bricks, with a small amount of other materials for decoration, and is also known as the Gathering Peak. Curt walked slowly into the tower, and among the people waiting inside, in addition to the four low-level mages in charge of certification, there was also a middle-aged white-robed mage who had just met yesterday.

It was this white-robed mage who Curt couldn't name, who teleported him to the Inquisition Hall. So Curt suddenly realized that his unexpected encounter with the white-robed mage was not a coincidence. If someone is behind the scenes, then there is a good chance that Olga is playing tricks.

Curt still remembers that his cousin in the trial hall made Senior Mage Olga very unhappy. So it makes sense for Olga to be determined to make some trouble for Curt, and the status of the two sides is very different anyway. For a high-level mage, playing with a junior apprentice is nothing more than a gesture. It's the privilege of a powerful person, and it's the beauty of power.

So Curt bowed respectfully and saluted the white-robed mage and the four low-level mages. He knew that questioning was useless, and that he would only give someone a handle in vain. Curt even laughed at the derogatory words that came to him, and quietly pressed his hand to the tip of the lightning staff. As the silver light flowed through Curt's eyes, he calmly bowed a second time.

"It's a fool's dream that a weak junior apprentice like you is trying to take over the Mage Tower!"

"Stop making childish plans, hurry up and get out of the Thousand Law City! you are a disgrace to the spellcaster, and dirty methods will not help you!"

The low-level mages complained bitterly to Curt that the subject matter was no longer relevant to the upcoming test. The white-robed mage had a sneer on his face, and it was not until the low-level mages could no longer scold him that he clapped his hands vigorously and said in a high-sounding voice:

"Then, I declare that the monthly mage certification ceremony has officially begun. I'm Intermediate Mage Glen, and I'll be in charge of presiding over this test on the premise of fairness and fairness. Today's participant is Mr. Curt, and you're the only one. Please start and let us witness your abilities. ”

"Yes. ”

With this answer, Curt stood in the center of the bottom floor of the mage tower and began to chant the spell. He struggled to shake his hands, then tossed a pinch of mica powder as a spellcasting material. A large amount of glitter dust was scattered all over the sky, this was a level 2 spell, glitter dust. It can be used to blind a group of people, as well as break invisible effects within the spell's radius.

There is no doubt that Curt's watch is already qualified. But Gran waited until the spell failed before he spoke casually:

"It's a shame I didn't see anything. Mr. Curt, according to the rules of the test, you have one more chance to try. ”

"I didn't see anything either. ”

"Me too!"

The four low-level mages laughed and scrambled to echo Gran. They knew that Curt could only cast a level two spell, so they didn't have any scruples.

At the same time, Curt smiled subtly. He didn't make a fuss or be at a loss as Gran had expected. Curt just nodded calmly, and then said word by word:

"I see, so please see clearly. ”

With that, Curt turned around with a violent movement. He stretched out his hand and pointed out the door as he uttered a high-pitched incantation. In the next second, lightning burst out of Curt's fingertips, breaking through the air like a silver snake. It broke a lamppost on the opposite street, burning the breach red.

"I hope you are happy with this result. ”

In the sudden dead silence, Curt replied leisurely and said slowly. Then the expressions of Glenn and the four low-level mages suddenly became exciting, as they recognized the spell that Curt had cast. - The classic level three spell, lightning spell.